[Zhongyingmei] Can drawing cards save the world?

This is indeed the most comfortable sleep Elaine has had in a long time.

"Look, I said he will accept your memory." Professor X said in her mind, "Although the process is a bit twisty."

Elaine, who didn't know how dangerous it was, nodded and looked at the heavy-faced Bruce: "How is it?"

"Protect the Kents," he said. "It's important."

Martha Kent was always an early riser.Old people always don't sleep very long, and they can't sleep even more after worrying about Clark.

Going to dry clothes outside the door early, I noticed a car coming not far away.

Walking down were Bruce in normal clothes, and Elaine, whose eyes were a little swollen from getting up too early.

"Are you—" she asked hesitantly.

Bruce handed her the prepared gift, "We are friends of Clark."

This made Martha's tensed shoulders relax and she smiled peacefully.

She took the presents and invited them into the house.

"I thought Clark had no friends." The old woman poured a glass of water for each of them, "Are you his colleagues?"

Bruce didn't react because she didn't recognize him, but thanked her like an ordinary junior, and introduced, "We are his friends at work, she—" He hugged Elaine shoulder, "She's also a friend of Louis'."

"Oh—poor Louise." Martha sighed, holding the glass of water, "she is such a good child."

"We are here this time to tell you something." Elaine said, holding the woman's wrinkled and callused hand, "About Clark's mental state—"

Martha seemed to have finally got a listener, she held Elaine's hand instead, and said, "You feel it too?"

"Yes, Mrs. Kent." Elaine said, "Now Clark's most important pillar is you. He seems to be on the verge of collapse at any time."

"I know..." Martha nodded, "He is too stubborn, and the burden on his shoulders is so heavy that he almost wants to pile everything on his shoulders at once."

"We'll protect you, Mrs. Kent," Bruce said. "You may think you don't need our protection, but it is necessary."

Elaine handed Martha a hat and a communicator.

"This hat can make you invisible for 30 minutes a day, and when you are in any danger, please press this button."

Martha took it and put it in the palm of her hand like a treasure, "But, what do I need to protect? Who will come to harm me, an old woman?"

"You're so important to Superman, ma'am," Elaine said. "We've got to do it just to be on the safe side."

The word Superman made Martha startled.

"Okay." She promised.

Lex Luthor made contact with Strack again.

Only this time, it was Strack looking for him.

"You ruined my original plan," Strack said. "What do you want?"

"You should know what I want to do, right?"

"You want to take down Superman and I'm in conflict with my plan," Strack said. "I'm on the same side with Superman now."

"I can't see it." Luthor pulled out a mocking smile, "You're just using him, why talk about yourself so noble?"

"The Hope family is in my hands now, guess who is your worst enemy now?" Luther continued, "The white-eyed wolf that I made and raised by myself is now your worst enemy. Change of mind, to the present stage.

We all know that if Superman goes on like this, there will be no place for you Hydra. "

Staring at Luther, Strack turned around with his hands behind his back, "What can you give me, Luther?"

Luther: "It must be difficult to use death spores to corrode Kryptonians—I still have a lot of kryptonite here, maybe I can help you."

"What about the conditions?"

"The condition is to let him get out of the earth—it's okay to get out dead."

"make a deal."

And the first thing they have to do now is to hurt Martha Kent.Strack would have to kill her quietly, get Superman to come to him, and implant him with the poison.

"I can go." Number 11 said, "That's the meaning of my existence, isn't it?"

"No—it's not," Strack said. "You're alive to be alive."

"But you need me. You can't go by yourself—"

"You don't have any training, Number 11," Strack said. "You were made to start, and I didn't want you to do their job."

In the end, it was Luthor who provided a brilliant candidate.

"It's very simple, you just need to stab her with this potion when she is close to you." Luther handed Luke a small device, "Just let her fall asleep, it won't hurt."

"Who is she?" Luke asked cautiously. "Why put her to sleep?"

"You don't need to know that," Luther said, "but I promise, she won't miss a hair. You're not doing evil, boy, you're saving the world."

Martha still followed her usual route that day, walking from the small town to her home in the countryside.The difference is that it is a boy who looks unfamiliar and a little embarrassed on the road.

It still looks familiar.

"Are you all right, kid?" she yelled and approached, clutching a small transmitter, "I don't think I've ever seen you here?"

"I... I'm lost, ma'am," Luke said. "Do you know where the Kadiz Road is?"

"It's a little far off for you to find Kadiz, child." Martha raised her alarm. "That road is twenty kilometers from here—how did you get here?"

"I..." Luke regretted just saying the name of the road near his home, "I..."

"I don't know what you're doing here, kid," said Martha, "if you don't—"

Luke was heartbroken, and simply ran towards Martha, trying to inject it forcibly.

And Martha pressed the button at that moment.

In an instant, Elaine appeared on the scene, holding the micro-syringe that Luke was about to inject: "I advise you not to do this, child—"

She looked at the master along the hand she was holding, and then smiled after seeing the face: "Oh—it's you!"

"You..." Luke relieved himself and fell to the ground, "You're alive—that's great!"

"Unfortunately, the last device didn't kill me, brother." She put away the syringe and was about to send it back to Bruce. "Now, you have to tell me why you did this?"

"I don't know, but what I can guarantee is that she won't do any harm! Really!" Luke shook his head.

"Who are you working for now?" Elaine continued to ask.

Luke said nothing, gritted his teeth.

"I advise you not to stand on the opposite side of me, brother." Elaine bent down and said close to him, "You may be soft-hearted, but I won't."

"But...but you are my sister!"

"It's just a blood relationship." Elaine continued to provoke him, "Believe me, if you treat me as my enemy, we can get along well. Otherwise, your life might be worse than death."

Martha on the side instantly felt that this was not a good character, looked at Elaine with a vigilant look, and slowly backed away.

"Don't stay too far away from me, ma'am." Elaine said, "We don't know if he is alone—" After she finished speaking, she thought about it and changed her mind: "Well, let's deal with it in another place."

As she spoke, she drew a golden portal again and invited them to enter.

Sitting at home, Luther yawned.

The three people who seemed to have entered a portal were actually teleported to two different places after disappearing.

Martha was teleported to her home, while Elaine and Luke were teleported directly to Luther's house.

But Luther didn't look too surprised.

"I knew you guys had already set up an ambush." ​​He sat on the desk, crossed his hands, and looked at the person in front of him.

"So he was indeed sent by you?" Elaine said.

"I helped you get rid of Strucker's control, you should be grateful to me." Luther said, "Why do you look like you are facing your enemies?"

Elaine sneered and asked, "What do you want?"

"I know you are trying to keep Superman from running amok, but there is one thing I don't understand." Luther said, "Why do you all acquiesce that Superman is good for our planet?"

"Don't try to confuse me with your tongue, Luther." Elaine said disgustedly, "You can tell from the fact that you are using such a small child. Do you really think your heart is as open as your head? ?”

"What you said was a bit harsh." Luther put away his polite official smile, "But you don't know why I asked you to come here, do you?"

"Our goal has always been Superman, and his poor mother is just a small shortcut."

Martha returned home, just opened the door, and saw Clark standing there sluggishly, and a strange man.

"Have a nice evening, Mrs. Kent," said Strack. "It's a pleasure meeting you. I'm your son's friend."

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