I almost ruled the world

Bruce Wayne, wearing a special Batman uniform, was standing in the conference room thinking.

He didn't expect that kryptonite had no effect on Clark, let alone that Clark could find Brianna so quickly.

Things have reached a stalemate, not to mention that their side has suffered heavy losses in all aspects during this period of time.

Even Bruce himself is in a very dangerous situation.

Obviously Clark is very clear that these are his own handwriting, and he will definitely bite himself hard.

But is there really no solution to the matter, and he can only watch the world completely become Clark's property?

This is love?

Bruce might understand, but he would never agree.

This is not a beautiful world, although it seems that there is no war and pain, but the normal emotions are also deprived.

Once superheroes are allowed to kill criminals, how are they different from those criminals?

Clark knew this, of course he did.

But the pain blinded him to it.

He must be stopped.

Bruce once felt that Brianna Byers was the key, Clark's key.

But now that she was recaptured by Clark, things were out of control, and he couldn't expect the key to work on its own.

His gaze shifted to the kryptonite spear smeared with Clark's blood.

According to Mutant Blink's description of the situation, although he was bleeding, he showed no signs of weakness.

This was indeed confirmed in the follow-up incident that Brianna was easily taken away.

But Clark can't have such a huge surge in power on the basis of the already strong foundation for no reason. He is well aware of the marginal benefits. After exceeding a certain range, a little bit of improvement often needs to pay the price of a geometric multiple.

Bruce couldn't help staring at the blood on the spear, and suddenly, he asked Alfred to help him find a cotton swab stick, and carefully preserved Clark's blood in a petri dish.

Perhaps, under Clark's pressure, Trasco Industries, which studies the Sentinel robot, may be able to tell him some information about Clark's body.

……

Even though Bruce disapproved and disdained companies that hurt mutants in the past, but so far, no company has had such in-depth research on the blood of superpowers.

The death of Norman Osborn, the head of Osborne Industries, plunged their company into crisis.

There is no better choice.

And under such strict monitoring and control, it should be very difficult to gain contact with Trasco Industries in theory.

But in fact, I don't know whether it was due to the negligence of Clark's monitoring or some other reasons. After some evasive means, Bruce finally got in touch with the other party.

Clark was stunned after hearing this sentence. He looked at Brianna who questioned him in front of him, and felt that the distance between him and her was constantly extending and expanding.

It seemed that at that moment, the hope that had been rekindled disappeared again. .

"Impossible, it's impossible for Clark to do such a thing..." Martha felt incredible about Brianna's accusation, she turned her head to look at her son, hoping to hear his denial.

But what shocked her even more was that Clark just lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Martha frowned and muttered, "Clark?"

After a long time, Clark finally said, "Go back first, Martha."

"What..." Martha looked at her son in disbelief, and gradually, her eyes were filled with indescribable pain, "Clark, what have you done?"

The guards appeared at this moment, and restrainedly took Martha away from here. At the same time, Clark slowly closed his eyes, as if in this way he could avoid questioning from the two most important women in his life.

Brianna was stunned, until Martha's thin back disappeared, and the shock, doubt, and bewilderment just now finally disappeared, and she immediately calmed down.

She suddenly felt a little sick, not physically sick, but disgusted with Clark.

Was he still planning to kill their children as a means of torturing himself?

Brianna looked at him and sneered, "I think you still think too highly of me, killing it might be a good thing for me."

"I can explain." Clark took a deep breath, "Bligh, I can..."

"If you explain, explain, after all, this is your territory, but don't call me by this name." Brianna interrupted him indifferently.

Clark's face showed an expression as if he had been severely crushed, his breathing trembled slightly, "I thought you wanted to kill it."

Brianna looked at him, brushed her stomach inadvertently, and mocked, "This excuse is pretty clumsy."

But as soon as the words fell, Brianna suddenly lost her balance for some reason. She raised her head belatedly. Clark's body almost blocked all the light. She looked at his face hidden in the darkness. A strand of curly hair fell down, looking a little funny.

"Brianna, Bry...can we stop torturing each other?"

Clark took a deep breath, as if saying this sentence was a very difficult thing for him.

"We have a baby on the way, who might look like you..." Clark paused, choked up, "and, and I lied, Bligh. You lit up my world and made it crash Collapse, but I still love you."

His fingertips brushed against Briana's wet eyes, "I love you, whether you love me or not. We can have an ordinary life, or you want an extraordinary one."

"..."

Brianna was almost burned by his heavy gaze, she looked away as if she was running away, and felt even more uncomfortable while flashing pleasure in her heart.

Especially looking at Clark's almost pleading expression, Brianna even subconsciously wanted to say yes.

She didn't want to go on in such pain, but she didn't know what to do. No one had ever taught her how to bow her head.

Maybe Clark gave her a chance.

But, but...

After everything has become so complicated, is she really going to say yes?

Clark said he still loves her and that they have a child together.

The former sounded pretty good, after all, she had had enough of all of this, and she could even clearly feel that the hole in her heart seemed to be more than half filled.

But the latter... Brianna began to fear the disaster that this child would bring her.

Because she also wants to be a unique world ruler at the same time, that may be the other half of her hole, not just a mother, a wife, an ordinary person!

Is Briana's long-standing ambition going to die quietly like this?

She suddenly calmed down, and the child suddenly became a monster in her eyes, heavy and terrifying.

"I..." Her voice was extremely hoarse, "I have to think about it."

But even so, Clark's face was still full of hope. She didn't know how long she hadn't seen him.

"Okay." Clark gently stroked her loose hair, and he stared deeply at the pale and frail Brianna, as if she was still beautiful.

Brianna turned her head, feeling that the tear that was stuffed in her eyes finally slipped down and disappeared into the mattress, and suddenly felt inexplicable guilt.

At least, she felt that she was too greedy to deserve Clark's love.

Because Brianna actually already has the answer.

[Trasco Industries]

"One year."

"what?"

Bruce frowned suspiciously, looked at the researcher in front of him and asked.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, and said happily, "If it's really Superman's blood, then he won't live for a year."

Bruce choked, a trace of sadness and hesitation flashed in his eyes.

But soon, his gaze became firm, "I see."