Batman was the first to spot Lola.

Of course it's Batman -- no one else is watching his companions all the time.

When you have your own ideas, the control freak will make you feel broken and crazy, but when you are helpless about the situation you are in, you must admit that the opinions of a control freak who is used to arranging everything are very worthy of reference of.

Although Clark was extremely skeptical about Bruce's ability in education—the four Robins he raised all disagreed with his ideas, let alone that they didn't agree, and each of the four Robins tried to run away from home—but this time, Bruce's opinion still saved Clark who was helpless with the little girl.

"Bring her to Gotham," Batman said, "we need to identify her, and then," he paused delicately, "Nightwing is great with younger girls, and he'd like an extra sweetie of his own." His little sister. He always wants a better brother or sister in his dreams."

"I don't think... she's probably not good. Although she pretends to be very similar." Clark replied, "thank you for your opinion."

He didn't take Lola to Gotham in the end because of Lola's strong resistance: "I don't like Gotham! I won't go to Gotham!"

"So what do you want to do?" Clark was helpless, "I don't have much time to stay with you, I think you understand..." He couldn't help but feel that it would be great if Louise was still there, Louise must be You can take good care of Laura.

"I want to see Lex," Laura said. "Can I?"

Clark thought it was a bad idea.

But he did not refuse.

If in another world, the relationship between Superman and Luthor...then it is normal for Laura to be curious about Luthor in this world, right?

The Luthor of this world is still on the run, but it didn't take Clark long to find his stronghold.When you've been in an adversarial relationship with another person for too long, it's hard to say you don't know them. Clark just doesn't like to speculate and monitor. He prefers to make Luthor, and all the problems Luthor causes Forget it.

"It's a bit embarrassing." Laura said to Lex.Luther said, "You still hate him after all these years, but your hatred can't shake him. His hatred for you has only two feelings: tired and dull."

Luther stared at little Laura expressionlessly.

Black hair, blue-green eyes, facial features and Superman-like, but looks like Luthor.

The lady dress is very cute, but slightly ridiculous on her.She's better suited to armor, or at least smarter attire.

——Almost the moment he saw her, Luther knew her identity.

"What's your name, girl?" He ignored Lola's first words, "You look well taken care of."

"You call me Rebecca."

"another me."

"That's more or less you." Laura shrugged. "To you, that's not the same person as you, but to me it's actually not that different—of course there's a difference, but it's not that big of a difference."

"Poor girl. I can imagine how unstable you are, how lost you are," Luthor said. "You admit that Superman and I are your relatives at the same time, and the contradiction between us tears you and makes you Lost and confused. Why not choose one of them? At least it is much better than your current state."

Laura looked at Luther, and after a while, she shook her head.

"I came to see you not because I was confused or I didn't know my direction, nor because of some little girl's fantasy." She said, "I just want to know who you are, I just want to know what you are How bad it can be."

"Such accusations go too far," Luther said haughtily, "even for me."

"So, you admit that you are evil." Laura stared at him thoughtfully, "You know you are evil."

Luther raised his eyebrows: "Isn't he?"

"...No, he is not." Laura said, "Of course he also uses immoral and illegal means to achieve his goals, but his behavior pattern is closer to that of politicians and businessmen. Rules, he can't go too far - he draws the line between the two really well - and you're totally villainous."

"Unbelievable," Luthor commented. "He shames me."

"He's more successful than you, in every sense of the word," Laura said bluntly. "Superman is his boyfriend."

"..."

Luther's expression was blank.

He was silent for more than ten minutes.

Then he barely maintained his image, saying: "...unbelievable."

"Anyway, I've got the answer I want." Laura nodded at him, "You are indeed a hopeless bad person. You are so inherently so, and cannot be changed. The only difference between you is who is more willing to endure— —”

"And you have inherited this part of the trait." Luthor finally smiled, and he looked at Laura with a mixture of complacency, enthusiasm and sarcasm, "It seems that you have fully recognized your character? Let I guess, another me must have tampered with your genes."

"No matter what your guess is, the truth is completely different from your guess," Laura said.

She turned her head and walked out of the stronghold. Luther didn't stop her for some reason.

Clark finds a depressed Lola in the soda shop.

Regardless of whether her mind is mature or not, she looks only a little bit older after all. When Clark approached her clumsily, he clearly felt the disapproval and reproachful eyes cast on him from all around him.

"You shouldn't leave her alone for long periods of time, sir," said the clerk, curtly. "I have reason to suspect that you have been a poor guardian of her. Where is her mother?"

"...Sorry, it's all my fault." Clark said kindly, "She doesn't have a mother. I don't know how to treat her."

The clerk didn't know what plot was imagining, and looked at Clark's old-fashioned attire, her expression changed from disgust to sympathy: "I'm sorry, sir. Please accompany her more, she is a very sensible little girl."

"Sorry for scolding you," Laura said.

"It's nothing, I did something wrong." Clark sat down next to Lola, and to be honest, it was difficult and funny for a big guy like him to squeeze himself into the small seat, "If he disappoints you... ..."

"He didn't disappoint me." Laura scooped up a spoonful of the sundae and ate it. "It's better to say that he is exactly what I expected him to be."

Clark froze for a moment, and couldn't help but ask, "Then why don't you look very happy?"

"Because I expected Lex Luthor to be an arrogant, heartless bastard," Lola said gloomily—or at least looking somber, "and he was."

Clark didn't know how to respond.

He realized with increasing embarrassment that he was really bad at raising children, and couldn't help but complain a little about why Karl threw Lola at him.Of course he didn't think that Laura was a trouble, or wanted to get rid of her, he just felt...he shouldn't be by Laura's side now.

"He was right to send me here." Laura said suddenly, "You are really not good at hiding your feelings, are you, godfather? Daddy is much harder to read than you."

Clark decided to keep silent.

Once again, he was sure that Laura was a little girl with a somewhat eccentric character and a difficult one to deal with.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'm much more boring than him." Although he didn't spend much time together, Clark could clearly feel Carl's bad taste, "He's a very funny person."

"And you are more stable than him, more tenacious, more purposeful, and you have a firm belief in what you do." Laura said, "I completely understand why he sent me here. I think I will in the future. Come here often."

Clark... Clark actually didn't understand what Laura meant at all, and he didn't quite understand Carl's thoughts.Although he has seen many parallel worlds and himself in many parallel worlds, Karl is still quite different.

But this does not prevent them from making the most correct answer.

"You are welcome to come again." He said without hesitation, "Mom and Dad will like you. If you want, I can introduce you to some friends of the same age."

"Why wait until later?" Lola laughed. "Friends of the same age will be discussed later, but your parents? I'd love to meet them."

"It's hard for me to explain to them what parallel worlds really mean... but whatever," Clark said. "Let's go."

Laura smiled—not a very easy smile, but Clark ignored it.

Daddy wouldn't overlook such a detail, Lola thought.

She tilted her head and gazed at Clark tenderly, knowing exactly how wrong she was.

Jonathan and Martha treated her very well, although Clark still couldn't clarify Laura's identity after exhausting his tongue——

"He is my daughter in the parallel world, not my daughter."

"Parallel worlds? You know I never read science fiction, Clark. Don't make things difficult for your old parents."

"All right. She's my goddaughter."

"That's awesome!"

Laura was given a warm welcome.

Warm greetings, a warm and hearty dinner, and a clean little room. Martha is a little too enthusiastic about her. To be honest, she pays too much attention to her and ignores Clark. As for Jonathan, he is a typical silent and loving father , he sometimes pays attention to Laura, sometimes to Clark - but because he is too silent, it is difficult for you to feel his thoughtfulness and tenderness.

After night fell, Clark took Lola to lie in the cornfield and look at the stars.

"You're troubled by problems," Clark said. "Don't deny it, I can see it, and I guess he can, and that's why he sent you to my world."

"...it's unpleasant to admit it, but I'm not cute by nature. I'm flawed too much," Lola replied. "I'm smart enough to understand my flaws before other people realize it, and understand that I'll never be lovable." There's a way to get better. There's no way I can live up to expectations."

"Just be yourself."

"It's so irresponsible to say that."

"You need to have a good talk with him."

"I don't want to talk about it," Laura repeated, "I don't want to talk about it."

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