It's not a superhero, it's a saiyan

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"Sounds like a good place." Doctor Strange looked at Monkey King miraculously and raised his eyebrows, "But... I don't seem to be here at the right time, do you need me to leave for a while, um, I promise Gone soon."

"You're still so good at making jokes, doctor." Clark didn't take this kind of joke to heart. He put Monkey King in a resting place and considered doing a more detailed test later. The unknown active substance in the air would cost a little time to get results.

But maybe because of his distraction, Sun Wukong let go of poor Taro at this moment, hugged Clark's strong and strong arms with both hands, and even tasted it with lightning speed.

"Well, this meat is really strong and delicious..."

Clark... Clark took a little effort to save his arm, and there was already a clear tooth mark full of saliva on his forearm, which looked painful.

"Hiss, that looks so empathetic." Dr. Strange had already found himself a blanket, even made hot coffee, and said in an obviously gloating tone as he sat on the side.

Clark casually touched a corner, and a light curtain isolated Sun Wukong into a private space. Only then did he look at Doctor Strange, especially his hand.

"congratulations."

Doctor Strange shrugged: "The taste of your coffee here is really cheap, but it's better than nothing. God knows how much I miss this taste. You know, when a person is unlucky to the extreme, there will always be some Good luck, although I don't know if I can be called lucky now." He turned his hand with a strange expression.

Clark felt a little familiar smell in him, which made him boldly guess: "Maybe you have encountered a force that is completely different from science. Anyway, this is worthy of congratulations. You look much better." His tone was casual After meeting Dr. Strange again, there really seemed to be an atmosphere of meeting old friends between them.

"Come on, your existence is not scientific." Doctor Strange wrapped the blanket a little tighter, "Can't you really make this place warmer? I'm about to freeze."

"Of course no problem." Clark said in a daze. It was only at this time that he realized that ordinary human beings would not take the initiative to fight against the cold in the name of cultivation.

"It feels much better this way." Doctor Strange moved his hands and feet before answering Clark's previous guess, "It's true, I encountered a little bit of things that challenged the world view, really just a little bit, and now I'm ready to join it too, look, we're going to be a nation, you shouldn't be surprised at all, Mr. Superman."

"I've only met Mage Gu Yi once, and there are some similar things in you."

"Really!" Doctor Strange shrugged his shoulders, "I must be connected here because of her, always so mysterious, but I declare that I don't know what she wants me to do, and now It's time for me to go back, or I'll miss dinner, I don't want to eat something cold."

"Say hello to Mage Gu Yi for me, I hope to visit her after a while."

"I can't promise anything, so goodbye."

After the unexpected Doctor Strange left, the place became quiet again, so quiet that Clark was not used to it.He went to look at the sleeping Monkey King again, and had a premonition that he might sleep for a long time this time, which made him feel a little lost, and even a little uninterested in flipping through the knowledge that had excited him before.

Because he couldn't leave the North Pole for the time being, Clark spread some clues exposed in this attack to those who should be interested, such as SHIELD, or the Avengers of the former Avengers, and then he invested To what he should do.

Oh, and not just learning, of course.

In the soft snoring of Monkey King, Clark not only had to catch enough fish for Taro's mother as a reward for renting Taro, but also had to store enough food for Monkey King. After waking up in the middle of the night, he would scream "starved to death, starved to death" and then swallowed a surprising amount of food.

That was a really funny scene.

Sun Wukong didn't know that the delicious food prepared for him was increasing rapidly, and he was immersed in a dream, completely unaware that he was just dreaming.Before, because he inhaled an unknown gas, his body experienced serious discomfort, just like a destructive catalyst was injected into a chemical agent, and the changes caused were completely out of his control.

But when he completely fell into a coma and lost consciousness, his body seemed to have been triggered by the warning measures. Some cells in the body were strongly stimulated and began to grow at a geometrical rate, making him directly transformed into a Super Saiyan Humans, with their tyrannical bodies and enormous energy, suppressed the mutations in their bodies, and transformed those mutations to be beneficial to their bodies, so they fell into a long-term lethargy.

Of course, Sun Wukong himself didn't know this series of complex changes. He just dreamed that he had become a huge giant after losing consciousness, chasing balls of delicious light in a colorful space. It smells like grilled fish, and some taste like grilled dinosaur, which makes him completely satisfied.

"Ahhh, don't run away with the food, let me eat it quickly..."

"Oh, there are also here, and here, it's really amazing, I can't finish it... Hey, I must work hard to eat them all, come on!"

I don't know how long after eating, Sun Wukong came back to his senses and found that there were no light balls around. He touched his stomach, which seemed to be always hungry, and was really a little disappointed.

"Hey, it's gone, what a pity."

Monkey King licked his lips, opened his eyes regretfully, looked at the familiar scene above, and touched his head belatedly: "Hey, did I fall asleep, ah, I met an intruder before, but it should have been Get rid of it by Clark... I'm so hungry, so hungry, I'm really starving to death, where can I find food... I can smell it, it smells like food, here I come..."

Sun Wukong rushed out in the direction where the aroma of the food came, passed by Doctors Clark and Strange who were observing the human body images on the light curtain, and rushed directly to a long table full of food, burying his head in his mouth. Eat up.

"You really understand him." Doctor Strange's tone sounded a little mocking, but when he cast his eyes on the Monkey King who was eating and drinking, he couldn't help swallowing, feeling a little hungry, which immediately made him He coughed dryly.

When Clark saw Sun Wukong, who was really alive and kicking, he breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his gaze to the light curtain again: "Are you sure, it's a mutant of the Extremis virus?"

"You restored this with your own hands, and you are naturally the clearest." Doctor Strange shrugged, "Aldridge. Killian is indeed a remarkable genius. This kind of mutated virus for a specific individual is enough to destroy For a powerful monster like you, this time he can only say that it was a mistake caused by incomplete information, after all, he has already obtained Kakarot's blood sample."

Clark nodded, and touched a few places on the light curtain with his fingers, and the image above changed. A new structure appeared on it, and the details were still changing, and it was not finalized.

The golden light flashed in Doctor Strange's hand. He brought a long piece of grilled fish from the table over there, and ate it as if nothing had happened. After killing it quickly, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his fingers gracefully. Looking at Clark, he said, "Can I go now? I'm also very busy with my courses. Not everyone has a talent like yours. I really feel sad for my long medical career."

Clark glanced at the Eye of Agamotto on Doctor Strange's chest, and the power emanating there was beyond his comprehension: "You are walking on the path of a mage, I think this is enough, Doctor."

"What you get, you lose. I think it's fair." Doctor Strange pointed his finger at Clark, and a mysterious circular pattern appeared on his hand with a slight shake, "Beep~, bang!"

"What's that?" Sun Wukong, who had wiped out more than half of the food, poked his head out and asked curiously, spitting out a chicken leg bone.

"magic."

"Oh!"

"Then goodbye, both of you." Doctor Strange decisively opened the portal for himself, "We can discuss some conjectures about space and dimensions next time, Mr. Kent."

Sun Wukong watched Doctor Strange curiously disappear into the golden circle of light, and thought for a while: "Doctor Strange?"

"He's fine." Clark looked at Monkey King, "How do you feel?"

"Hey, it's good. I feel my whole body is full of strength, uh~" Sun Wukong patted his chest and smiled embarrassedly, "It seems that he ate too much." After he finished speaking, he looked around again, "The people who broke in have been driven away by you, have you not let them break anything?"

"Actually, you have been asleep for seventeen days."

"what?"

"That means you missed 51 meals."

"what?!"

Clark happily looked at Sun Wukong's dumbfounded expression, and declared decisively: "So we can go back, back to New York."

"Hey! How could this happen!!" The fragrant ribs in Sun Wukong's hand fell to the ground.

"Oh, what a pity!" It took a few minutes to accept the fact that he had overslept, Sun Wukong sat cross-legged on the table, and couldn't help sighing, "Is Taro healed already?"

"It's gone home with its mother, and I paid them ten tons of fish." Clark decided not to tease his friend anymore—although his reactions and expressions were really funny, enough to put him in any mood. Wanted to laugh—but said something important: "Did you feel anything change in your body?"

Sun Wukong blinked his eyes, thought for a while, jumped on the spot a few times, and flew a few times in the air: "There seems to be no difference."

"You can try to draw a knife on your hand... Let me do it, I will be fast, remember to bear with it." Clark took out a sharp weapon, and after avoiding all the places that could cause damage, he gently Monkey King cut a knife on his arm, causing a deep wound that didn't ooze much blood.

Sun Wukong stared at the wound for no reason, and his eyes widened in the next second. He saw that the wound began to repair at an unprecedented speed, and quickly healed into a red line. After blinking again, the line The red line disappeared, as if it had never been injured.

"Okay... so amazing." Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, and immediately tried to create another wound, but fortunately Clark stopped him in time.

"You have been infected with a variant of the Extremis virus, and the effect is to reverse the effect of the Extremis virus, which will destroy the damage repair ability of your whole body." Clark explained, "But for reasons that are currently unknown, you may be successfully infected with the Extremis virus, Gained the ability to quickly self-heal, and the principle behind this change is blah blah blah..."

Listening to Clark's explanation, Sun Wukong stared at him. Although he couldn't understand, he still thought it was amazing.

No matter what they have experienced, in short, the two people's polar trip has come to an end, and the time is approaching Christmas. Just like they promised Jonathan before, they returned to Smallville to spend this holiday with the Kent couple. Celebrate the holidays, then plan a trip back home to the ever-bustling New York City.

I just hope that the people who are so crazy about superheroes have calmed down and allowed their lives to return to peace.

Although Clark really doesn't want that, it's even more inconceivable than his lovable, perpetually irascible boss forgiving him for taking such a long time off.

Oh, and he can now say he went to the North Pole, and those one-of-a-kind photos should calm the wrath from his boss.

"Your code name seems to have been decided." On the slightly old but well-maintained train, Clark sat in a carriage with no other passengers, shook the newspaper in his hand, and said to Monkey King.

Sun Wukong, who was in the middle of a video with Peter, discussing how rich the previous Christmas dinner was, put his head in the past: "Hey, 'Walker'?" He scratched his head in distress, "What a strange name, what does it mean?"

"It's a Buddhist term, but it's not used because of what it means...it's a global vote, maybe because it seems to have a more... certain style." Clark felt that it would be a long time to really explain clearly. Work, if his friends don't mind reading a novel with a long history in a foreign country, they can fully understand the origin of this code name.

[I've figured it out, and I'll explain it to you, Kakarot. ] Peter positively raises his hand on the other side of the camera.

"Hmm!" Sun Wukong retracted from the laptop camera again, but after thinking about it, he still pointed his head at Clark and said, "Clark, are those things that follow us really okay?"

"There's nothing malicious about that, so just pretend you didn't notice it."

Now that Clark had said that, Sun Wukong, who felt he knew the world better than himself, put the question to the back of his mind and listened with interest to Peter showing off the information he just learned from the Internet.

Clark glanced at the snow scene outside the car window, not too far away, there were many inorganic eyes watching their every move. Although this kind of monitoring activity was carried out very secretly, it still did not conceal the feelings of Monkey King and Clark.However, Clark could feel that this kind of monitoring was not malicious, at least now when they were all normal, there was no malicious intent, it was probably just a precautionary measure, coming from the same camp as them.

Although the feeling of not being trusted by others is not very good, Clark can understand this kind of caution. Once the extraordinary power loses its restraint, it will be a disaster for ordinary people in this world. Some kind of restriction is necessary, but this is not enough. It means that he fully approves of this approach, but this is a complicated issue after all, and he does not want to rush to overreact.

After Sun Wukong finished contacting his long-lost friends, Clark asked Sun Wukong about the relationship between ordinary people in their world and superhumans with power.

It took Sun Wukong a while to figure out what Clark was asking about. He thought for a while and said, "If it's a bad guy, everyone will feel scared. I've met a lot of bad guys who only know how to bully people." But if you are a good person, everyone will have nothing to fear!"

"But if it's this world..." Sun Wukong spread his hands, "I don't know what to do, things seem to be much more complicated, and living here is really troublesome."

"Maybe we'll soon find a way to get you back!" Clark changed the subject.

"Hey, really!" Sun Wukong jumped on Clark's body and hugged his waist, shaking him vigorously, "Don't you need the power of the Infinity Stone?"

Looking down at Sun Wukong staring at him, Clark always felt that he was strangling him for lack of oxygen. He coughed uncomfortably and said, "I'm afraid we still can't lack such powerful power, but Krypton's technology makes up for it." There are a lot of technical issues, such as accurately positioning your world and returning here."

"That's great. In short, just continue to work hard to become stronger, and you will have the opportunity to go back. Mmm, I will work hard."

"That's true."