[Comprehensive British and American] Enthusiastic villains save the earth

The Kent brothers were quarreling.

Martha was the first to notice this. Clark, who usually finishes his dinner at the speed of light and then rushed out of the house to fly to Gotham, was eating slowly at the table today, clearly feeling the boy's absent-mindedness.

"Clark, aren't you going to find Gal?" Martha raised her doubts.

"...No, I won't go." Clark gritted his teeth and said, "He doesn't need me anyway."

It didn't take long for Martha to realize that maybe the boys were finally getting what happens in every multi-child family, the brothers were throwing tantrums and fighting.

"Get along well with Cal." Martha smiled softly, she knew that her children were kind and sensible children.

Clark nodded. He is indeed sensible, but he also has his own ideas. He is already so old, and he hopes that others can treat him as an adult, instead of treating him like a child or a treasure. with.

Seeing Clark's sullen expression, Martha shook her head and sighed.

At this moment, a bell rang suddenly.

"Who's calling?" Martha asked.

"I don't know..." Clark frowned, and was about to hang up the phone.

"Let me pick it up." Martha stood up and took the phone.Clark went upstairs on his own.

A familiar voice came from the phone, "Clark...I..."

"Hey, my boy..." Martha recognized Garhold's voice, "Are you guys having a fight?"

"Mom..." Garhold's voice sounded very distressed, "It's my fault. I always treat Clark as a child who needs to be taken care of, but forget that he has grown up."

"It's okay, Gal, you and Clark will always be children who can't grow up and need to be taken care of in mom's eyes," Martha comforted, "but I will give you enough confidence, just like mom assured you to go to Gotham It’s the same as going to college, because my mother thinks that you have grown up, you can take care of yourself, and you will bear the setbacks you encountered while growing up.”

"But I don't think Clark is... not strong enough to accept the truth..." Garhold said in a low voice, sounding very melancholy, "I don't know... I don't know what to do... I don't want him to be A little hurt."

"Don't worry, my son, you are the best."

"It's like teaching Clark to walk. He has to fall down before we can teach him to stand up, isn't it?" Martha said with a smile, "Whether it's Clark or you, you've all grown up, we are No, it should be, give some trust, even if it fails in the end, family members will always be the last harbor, right?"

"I hope so, Mom," Garhold said, holding the key to the Kryptonian spacecraft that was supposed to be on the orbiter on the other end of the microphone.

"Perhaps you are right. I should let Clark move forward and accept this by himself. Even if he fails and gets lost in the end, we can help him come back."

Garhold returned to the orbiter this morning and got the key back. Perhaps, as Martha said, he should give Clark more trust, and Clark should go forward to find his own way.

"Thank you, mother."

"You're welcome, my children. I hope you get back together soon." Martha said softly. She didn't intend to intervene in the children's conflicts, but she would give her children some correct guidance to prevent them from Go astray.

Garhold hung up the phone, took a deep breath, picked up the pen and paper beside him, and wrote down what he wanted to say.Maybe Clark doesn't really want to see him now, so he can only let Clark know what he thinks in this way.

After writing the letter, Garhold sealed the key and the letter and put it in a special mailbox, ready for Martha to hand it to Clark.

At this time, the phone in the main control room rang.Garhold picked up the phone, and Stuart's almost terrified voice said, "Gar... Garhold, I... I was kidnapped."

"...What?" Garhold asked incredulously, "Time is limited... I can only think of contacting you in this way. I am now in New York ◇<【↘&● come and save me!"

The call lasted less than 20 seconds before being cut off. Garhold called out to Ordis with a stern expression, "Help me find the source of the phone signal, Ordis."

[The signal coordinates have been locked, Commander. 】Ordis has always been very quick in serious matters. Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a map with coordinates had already appeared on the projection.

"I need the details of this coordinate." Garhold walked towards the armory, thinking about what kind of armor he should choose in the face of this situation.

[The location is an abandoned port, Commander, if the monitoring calls by Ordis are not fake, Stuart was attacked at the door of his apartment at around 10:[-] the night before yesterday, and we were still in the orbiter that night. 】

[This is a premeditated kidnapping case, the murderer's purpose should be to use Stewart to control the satellites of the entire space agency and the Astronomical Research Institute...]

"..." Garhold didn't speak, he called out a warframe from the armory that is most suitable for lurking and camouflage, the master of rogues and deceivers, it has a famous name "Loki (Loki) ".

The ability of this armor is the same as Loki's name. It is a veritable god of deceit and mischief. It can be invisible, release decoys, shift shape, and disarm enemies.

If Stewart needs to be rescued without alarming the enemy, this armor is the best choice.

Garhold opened the hatch of the base, the bottom of the launch base, a basement that is almost isolated from the outside world, this is the temporary transfer room he created for himself.

Garhold had wrapped the room in high-purity lead to protect it from overhead ship radiation and enemy satellites.The metal that can be found on the earth, can absorb electromagnetic waves and radiation, and block electromagnetic waves most effectively.

Garhold was very concerned about this room. He even prepared 5 layers of alloy plates and Oxium metal to synthesize the walls of the room. The high temperature of at least 6000 degrees can deform the walls of this room.

After confirming that there were no safety issues, Garhold lay down on the compartment between transfers, and Ordis would be on guard around Garhold at all times as the last layer of safety insurance, forcibly waking him up when necessary.

After the transmission was successfully connected, Garhold woke up in the Loki armor, and pinned the three weapons he had brought back to the armor. Garhold got on the archwing and went to his destination.

New York, somewhere in the abandoned port, inside an abandoned factory.

A dirty man in a peaked cap and tattered clothes was curled up in a corner, shivering, and there was still a lot of blood on his body.

"I've already called." His voice sounded strange, as if two or three people were speaking at the same time.

The man in the research uniform beside him was also subjected to inhuman abuse. At this moment, the white research uniform was covered with the blood of himself and the man next to him. "As long as it's like this, right." He timidly looked at the man sitting on the chair with his legs crossed.

He had never seen such a human being, like a slender ghost in American urban legends, pale and slender all over, with a weird smile on his mouth.

"Thank you," the man said softly. He stretched out his right hand, which was almost three-quarters of his body length, and raised his face. "I think your special ability has helped me a lot."

He was just a useless mutant who could imitate any voice. He barely made a living by recording canned sound effects for various film and television dramas, but he was tied up here, suffered a severe beating, and asked himself to imitate the man next to him.

"I really like this world... There are too many magical and useful talents." The man drew an arc on his head with his fingers, and he couldn't help trembling with fear, "Sir...I... I have done what you asked for... I..."

Before he could finish his words, his head turned back 180° in a circle, lost his vitality in an instant, and fell to his knees on the ground and died.The man who was the culprit touched his hand that had been exerted too much force just now, and said calmly, "Yes, poor mortal, you did it."

"You are really a devil!" Behind the man, Stuart looked at the man angrily, "Devil? No... no, I'm not that poor thing."

The man stretched out his hand contemptuously to grab Stuart, and he stood up, only then did Stuart realize that the man was at least two meters tall.

"I won't kill you. You still have a great role to play. I need you as a bait...someone who can help me catch the little mouse hiding in the dark...that pickled, lowly animal... I want him to be tortured by pain and despair forever..." The man twisted almost crazily, his tone was full of resentment, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I want you to help me find that despicable jackal's child. At that time, I will tear him apart, destroy everything he cares about in front of him, and finally become the master of this new world." Immediately afterward, Stuart saw Nearly weird creatures constantly floated out of the darkness.

These floating creatures with arched and symmetrical structures approached him with a faint glow, looking like some kind of large plankton supported by bones.

Stuart looked at the man who was almost insane, and asked tremblingly, "Who are you...?"

"Me? I am Tenno's creator, I am the ruler over Tenno and his immortal body, I am his master, Byles." The man turned around, revealing his collar covered in gold accessories, "He could insult me ​​and hurt me the first time, but believe me, it will never happen again..."

"Beheaded and resurrected from the dead? No one can hide your true nature this time, Tian Nuo."

The author has something to say:

There are many warframe settings, here I will give a little science.

Orokin is a country headed by the Supreme Seven, which is similar to the Roman parliamentary system. Bailes is a subsidiary executive similar to the seven members of the Parliament, and its power is second only to the Seven.

Then the warframe armor was ordered by Bayles, but his beloved lover lost his eyes because of his sympathy for Tenno, and even lost his life in the end.So Bailes hated Tenno (?)