[Zhongyingmei] It's not a slime!

Ruby really didn't expect that things would develop like this.

She subconsciously called out, "System?"

System: currently out of signal range, unable to connect to the server.

This is the sentence again.

Before arriving on Earth, Ruby had heard this sentence countless times.

She suddenly realized that she seemed to have encountered an unprecedented major crisis since her debut.

If Clark Kent had really thrown her down, she might never have the chance to return to Earth.

Because the adventurous symbiotes on the symbiote planet who were willing to leave this place and find a new home had been reduced to ashes in the original volcano.

It is impossible for the remaining symbiotes to launch another spaceship to send her to Earth.

...Who would have thought that this mighty-looking Kryptonian would be so powerful that he could send her back to her hometown of happiness?

She quickly bumped into the inner wall of the glass box, and said loudly as if she was afraid that Clark would not hear her: "Wait a minute! Wait a moment! Listen to me!"

Clark, who was about to throw Ruby back, stopped and looked at her suspiciously.

Ruby beat the glass with her little tentacles desperately, she was really a little scared, her voice trembling: "I don't want to go back, please, please, I can do anything else, only this thing is not allowed - I absolutely Don't go back to the symbiote planet!"

Clark actually heard a subtle sense of despair in her voice.

He frowned and asked, "Why? Aren't they your kind?"

similar?

No, thought Ruby, I never thought of myself as a symbiote, and I would never want to spend long, lonely years with a group of symbiotes, I'd rather die and live on Earth a hundred times and owe millions , I never want to go back to this ghost place.

"They're not my kind." Ruby said, "Please, I promise I won't do anything bad, I'm absolutely obedient, even...even if you lock me up, I don't want to leave Earth, eh."

As long as she doesn't leave the earth, even if she dies, there will be a system to rescue her.

And once it is really thrown on the symbiosis planet, it will be really ineffective every day.

Clark was silent for a moment.

He had to admit that when he heard the sweet, soft, fear-filled voice of the little symbiote in the glass box, he felt a subtle softness in his heart.

She is like a little girl who has not yet grown up, hiding in his body, crying slightly because of fear, every word seems to accuse him of being ruthless and unreasonable.

But why?

Isn't it a joyful thing to go back to the homeland that one depends on for survival?

But he could really feel the fear of the small symbiote hiding in his body. If that fear had any substance, it even infected him. Clark wondered if he had some illusion of emotional resonance—he even I feel that this small symbiote might rather choose to die than return to its own planet.

Unable to understand the question, Clark sighed and said, "Okay, I'll take you back to Earth."

He was kind and accommodating after all.

Ruby was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Clark to agree so quickly.

"Really...really?" Is it so easy to talk?

"But let's talk about it first." Clark said, "You should know that you, as a symbiont, will have an extremely bad influence on the host from the spiritual level... So, for safety's sake, until you grow up, you can only live with I live together. Don't worry, food and shelter are included, and a harmless host is provided."

He thought, with his own strength and knowledge, it should be no problem to just control a small symbiont in its infancy.What's more, there are so many small animals in the Fortress of Solitude that she can possess, and she can even change a new pattern every day. The child will never feel lonely, isn't it beautiful!

Anyway, there are more alien creatures of all kinds in the Fortress of Solitude, and they don't care about one more symbiont.

——So, isn't it just being the guardian of a small symbiont? Clark said he wasn't afraid.

Ruby: ……Before you grow up?

Based on the standard that the symbiont is still a child at a hundred years old, how old is it when it grows up?You tell me, I promise not to be scared to death on the spot.

Ruby said cautiously: "I, can't I parasitize on you?"

Clark smiled and shook his head.

It's not because the symbiosis has adverse effects, but because the symbiosis has the power to forcibly control the body.

His strength is too strong, and because of this, he will never allow anyone else to control his body.

This is an extremely dangerous thing, especially on the premise that he doesn't know enough about the small symbiont.

Ruby: ...Why did you refuse so simply!I'll give you another chance to think about it, I hope you won't be ignorant of flattery, otherwise I'll kneel down and beg you.

Ruby, who was autistic on the spot, suddenly began to regret, why didn't she stay with Constantine in the first place?Even if she just stayed for a while longer, accumulated enough [-] energy, and improved her resistance to high temperatures, she wouldn't be so passive!

Ruby shed two lines of regretful tears: The symbiote is crying, Constantine, come back soon, I can't bear it alone!

Clark looked at the little symbiote crying like a dog, and his heart was so soft that he knew that the little symbiote was really scared, although he didn't know why she was so scared.

He reached out and rubbed the head of the little symbiont, and comforted him: "Okay, don't cry, I'll take you back to the Fortress of Solitude, where there are many rare animals, you can parasitize whoever you want."

Exotic animals?

When Ruby heard it, she let out a wow and cried even harder.

Clark: "..."

Alas, children are so difficult to coax.

……

Clark soon returned to Earth.

The space jumping technology of the Fortress of Solitude allowed him to return to the jumping point smoothly. He walked out of the wormhole flickering with electric sparks, and conveniently placed the symbiote locked in a small glass box on the table.

At the same time, the system finally connected to the signal, and immediately asked hurriedly, "Ruby? Ruby? Are you okay?"

Ruby hung her little tear bag, hiccupped, and said, "I'm not good!"

System: ...That looks pretty good, at least there is mental complaints.

……

Clark opened the glass cover and let Ruby out.

He grabbed a little squirrel from the greenhouse, put it in front of Ruby, and said, "Do you like squirrels? If you don't like them, we can change them."

Ruby: ...

Is there a difference!

However, she had to bow her head under the eaves. In order to survive, she had to get into the body of the little squirrel.

There was no specific expression on the appearance of the symbiont itself. It wasn't until Ruby got into the squirrel that Clark saw that the little squirrel, who was stunned because he was suddenly caught, suddenly collapsed. Sitting sadly on the cool metal tabletop.

The expression was so vivid that even though it looked genuinely sad, Clark couldn't help but almost laughed out loud.

"Okay, don't be sad." He stretched out his hand and rubbed the little squirrel's head, and put the alien language translator on the little squirrel, like a very trendy high-tech headset, "What do you want to eat?" ?nut?"

Eating is always the best choice to drive away troubles.

He remembered that when he first met the little symbiont, he gave her a handful of nuts. At that moment, the little symbiont hiding in the squirrel's body hugged the nuts and gnawed deliciously.

Ah, so cute.

Want to see her eating nuts again.

While thinking, Clark took out another handful of nuts and handed them to Ruby. His blue eyes stared at Ruby motionlessly, with subtle expectations in his eyes, and the background behind him seemed to be blooming.

Ruby: ...

No, I definitely don't want to eat the food that comes from you!

So Ruby swept all the nuts aside with her big fluffy tail, with a sulking expression on her face.

System: It's over, this scum girl who is poor and happy every day is really angry, she doesn't even want food!

Looking at the sullen little squirrel, the little flower that popped up behind Clark withered instantly. He looked at the little squirrel distressedly and asked, "Don't you like it?"

Ruby said fiercely: "I don't like it!"

There is no taste of freedom in this nut, she won't eat it!

Clark asked, "Then what do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."

The butt moved against Clark's little squirrel's ears, and after a while, he turned his little head hesitantly, and blinked his small black eyes: "Really, anything is okay?"

Clark said: "Of course, as long as it is relatively normal food."

He knew that the symbiotes would eat people, and although it didn't match their cute appearance, it was their racial characteristic.

Ruby is eager to try: "Then... how about a chocolate almond cake?"

Clark thought he heard it wrong: "... cake?"

System: ...When I didn't say that sentence just now.

"Should I give it? Don't let it go!" The little squirrel put on a face again and stared at him fiercely.

Clark looked at the displeased little squirrel and couldn't help showing a smile.

When he wasn't smiling, those eyes seemed to darken accordingly, like the bottomless galaxy in the boundless universe, his oppressive temperament almost made people breathless.

And when he laughed, the almost daunting sense of oppression disappeared again, and he was like a sunny boy next door, kind and gentle, making you feel like a spring breeze.

"Okay, Ruby." He said with a smile, "But maybe you need to change the host first? As far as I know, squirrels don't seem to be able to eat chocolate."

Ruby: "..."

Why are these little animals so delicate!It's so annoying!

……

at the same time.

In the dark alley, Constantine leaned against the wall of the dark alley, the smoke lit by his fingertips was like sparks flickering in the darkness.

Suddenly, six golden eyes burning with scarlet flames opened on the dark wall behind him. Those six eyes were full of evil malice and murderous intent, staring at the thin figure leaning against the wall. Constantine.

"Konstantin..." The devil's whisper sounded in his ears, far and near, like the most vicious curse, "Do you want to ask the Kryptonian for help? Do you think he can help you? Don't make me laugh Oh, he is just a bigger bug in front of me..."

Constantine took a deep breath of the cigarette, exhaled it slowly, narrowed his eyes, and whispered, "Shut up, Sangong."

"Look at yourself, Constantine," said the Demon of Three Palaces, "How long do you think you can seal me? I can't wait to see the day you die. On that day, I will give priority to Your soul is torn apart, especially your mouth without a single truth..."

Constantine turned around abruptly, pressed the cigarette in his hand against the wall, sparks flew everywhere.

"呲-"

"Ah——!" The Sangong Demon let out a piercing scream, and he roared with a voice full of resentment and viciousness, "I will kill you, Constantine!! I will kill you in front of your face. This hateful world grinds to bits, I will make your life worse than death!! You damn..."

Constantine didn't wait for him to finish his cursing, and the cigarette in his hand vigorously drew a burning magic circle on the dark wall. At the same time, the six eyes of the Sangongmo melted along with the magic circle. Disappeared in a deserted dark alley.

Konstantin panted slightly, watching the light of the magic circle disappear little by little, as if all his strength had been burned, he slumped against the wall, and threw the extinguished cigarette in his hand into the moss-covered space. in the dark corner of the wall.

He took out the cigarette case from his pocket, shook out a new cigarette deftly, and put it in his mouth, but he didn't light it right away.

He looked at the dark starry sky, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh.

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the far North Pole.

He suddenly laughed softly, with a low voice: "Of course I won't ask a Kryptonian who doesn't understand magic for help, Sangong... But you don't have to be disappointed, I'm preparing a surprise for you, I believe you will love it to death its."

Then, he lit the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, straightened his somewhat messy windbreaker, turned around and walked out of the dark alley.

He walked to the bright street, shuttled through the crowds of people coming and going, and stopped beside a coffee shop on the side of the road.

He walked into the store and said to the waitress who was stunned when he saw his face: "Please bring me a...chocolate almond cake."

"Thank you."