[Comprehensive British and American] Enthusiastic villains save the earth

Recently, Gotham's new force called "Night Spirit" has attracted the attention of many people.For no other reason, this group has developed so rapidly that it seems that as long as you meet the night spirits and show your desire to join, then you are a member of them.

This way of recruiting subordinates sounds a bit absurd, so many forces asked their subordinates to try it out. As a result, they all said that they had been recruited by "Night Spirit".

Several powerful bigwigs laughed out loud, they had never seen such a way of collecting people.But they all saw some other interesting things about Yeling.

Nightlings never "force" their subordinates to do things. They have left some dealers who only appear at night in various underground markets in Gotham. Everyone who wants to join Nightlings can get a magnetic card from the dealers. .This card can only be swiped by these traders' machines.

There are only three pieces of information recorded in the magnetic card, "Name", "Photo" and "Yingling Reputation".The name and photo are used to identify the trader himself, and if you want to join the Eidolon, you must "show your face".

Then there is "Eidolon Reputation". This information is like accumulating contribution points in the game. You can exchange reputation with anything you think is valuable. Night Spirit will usually issue some tasks to reward reputation.

The prestige obtained can be used to exchange for some special goods that only Eidolon provides, or some general goods such as money, bullets, weapons, etc., and can also be used to upgrade one's Eidolon prestige level.

Garhold used the group prestige methods he had learned in various groups to "Eidolon".Following the example of the future group, he divided the prestige levels of the Eidolon into five levels, from low to high: Bomber, Trillion, Giant, Water, and Bat.This is the name of the real "night spirits" that will appear on the earth's night plain in the future, and it is now used by him to classify the "night spirits".

Garhold took out some of the more interesting resources and supplies in the spaceship that he didn't use very much as rewards that could be exchanged through reputation in the group.

Of course, there are also quite a few people who exchanged prestige with things they thought were valuable, some were a gun, some were a cart of self-made guns, and of course there were also those who directly exchanged money for prestige.These things will be sorted by Ordis, and otherwise appear in the rewards of Eidolon reputation.

Those punks that Garhold had previously intimidated, he gave them instruments that could be used for trading, and they became traders in various places in Garhold's branch.As for how much prestige the traded items could gain, Garhold handed over the value of these items to Ordis.

It's not that no one puts their minds on these traders. In their view, these guys who help Ye Ling sell goods must have a lot of Ye Ling's treasures.The poor guy who was chosen by Sevagoth earlier, Belial, was caught by a group of penguin men next door this time after the deal was over.

They surrounded Belial, intending to forcibly plunder a wave. At this moment, the trash cans everywhere around Belial suddenly floated up, turning into an inhuman ghost floating in the air.

These little gangsters who only planned to rob were scared back a few steps. They drew out their weapons vigilantly and looked at the UFO floating in front of them.

This is a drone "mimic" from the Sentient, who would mimic surrounding objects and ambush enemies as they passed by.It was also Garhold who sent these traders to protect and monitor them.

Belial opened his mouth wide and watched as the "ghost" effortlessly knocked two or three gangsters with electric batons and daggers to the ground, and the rest fled in the opposite direction in terror.He was speechless for a while.

The "mimetic" didn't give him any chance to think. He swayed in front of Belial, as if after confirming that the man had not been harmed, he turned back into a trash can in front of Belial.

"..." Beryl packed his things, pretending that he didn't know that it was a ghost turned into a trash can, and continued to complete his task as a trader.

Soon the reputation system of the Eidolon made a lot of money for Garhold. The various types of bullets and supplies he put in the group rewards became hot products. Of course, in the face of those poor Guy Galhold also offers exchange money for their prestige items.But what Garhold got was far more than just money. He got what he needed most and was most useful—information.

Some smart guys quickly discovered that they could use information to trade reputation by using their mouths. To them, this information was nothing more than the usual chatting material, or a casual sentence from the boss.But for Garholde, these are the cornerstones of Gotham's underground information network.

Countless small and complicated details constitute Gotham's huge underground relationship information network.Maybe a certain gangster is not very eye-catching, but the gossip he inadvertently heard from above may become an indispensable key puzzle on the information network.The price Garhold paid was only one or two hundred dollars, or a box of ammunition supplies.

Garhold knows exactly what kind of dragon's den and tiger's den Gotham is. Although he doesn't want to admit it, he is still far away from seeing the darkness of Gotham.If these people pay attention to him right now, then everything about him will also be annihilated.In order for him to be entrenched in Gotham, he had to convince these people that he was just a small fish standing around eating leftovers.

In fact, these upper nobles in Gotham are not very concerned about the small troubles of the newly born night spirits. In their eyes, these small gangs are too short in the long dark night of Gotham, and the darkness of Gotham will never have a master. , these gangs fight to them like God overlooking his creations fighting each other.

This kind of slow operation lasted for two full years, and Galhold has also entered his junior year. His talent in physics has already allowed him to receive invitations from many laboratories, even the Advanced Science and Technology Research Laboratory. He threw an olive branch.However, in view of the fact that the Kansas State Astronomical Research Institute is now basically subject to the Tiannuo Group.

Instead of going to other labs to have a temper with those guys who don't get along very well, it's better to stay in the research institute and do research that you like.

And Clark has not been idle in the past two years. In addition to preparing for the necessary things such as entrance examinations and social practice, he spent a whole year getting familiar with and adapting to Kryptonian culture and Kryptonian language.In his opinion, these are the last relics of a planet, the most witnesses of the end of the planet, and he has an obligation to keep these things in his heart.

What surprised the whole family was that Clark did not choose to study at Gotham University like Garhold, but chose Kansas State University nearby.

From the perspective of Jonathan and He Li, Clark should have been nurtured and influenced by Garhold since he was a child. This time, it was like a little clingy who suddenly stopped being clingy, and the family members were not used to it.After learning about their thoughts, Clark said with a smile, "Maybe I've really grown up, after all, we're not kids anymore, and Gotham University isn't the best solution for me."

Martha wiped her tears and lamented that all the boys in her family had grown up, and she couldn't help feeling a little sad.The little birds she had raised for so long were about to fly away and disappear into the woods.

Clark comforted her, but Clark knew that he had to leave. Ever since he learned about his life experience and what his planet had experienced, he attached great importance to the planet he was living on now.

Both brothers have stepped into the adult world, and they are preparing the future of this planet in their own way.Clark occasionally flies to Gotham to take a look at Garhold. His busy ascetic brother gets up regularly every day, eats and runs the research institute. Only when Clark comes to see him, Garhold will stop what he is doing. Pulling his younger brother, the two went to a bar to sit down and chat.

Clark doesn't drink alcohol. The Kryptonian's body can quickly decompose alcohol, and no matter how strong the alcohol is, it's just a spicy drink for him.Garhold doesn't drink very much, he often has to stay in the laboratory, which is not a place where you can drink alone, get drunk and go crazy, so he only limits himself to a little bit.

The two brothers just chatted about the atmosphere in the bar, about Clark's new school, about Garhold's lack of food in the institute, and about whether Clark had exposed his superpowers in front of some girl again.

Occasionally Garhold would mention the Kryptonian spaceship, and Clark also knew that his brother was hiding some secrets, but he would not pester him endlessly. He waited for the day when Garhold told him about it.

Garhold told Clark he was planning to move out

In He Li's small apartment, after all, he had placed more devices over time, and in addition to the vicinity of He Li's small apartment, the security was indeed a bit worrying.

The ear-splitting siren sounded almost throughout the night, which made Garhold, who was already a little angry to get up, feel even worse.He also thought about using Yeling's power to clean up the surroundings, but after thinking about it, it seemed that Yeling's actions were full of direction, and it was easy to expose himself, so he didn't do it.

He found a two-story house that just wanted the whole family to move out of Gotham. The location is also very good. It is located next to South City Park in Uptown. The secluded park atmosphere and relatively good security, Garhold can be said to have picked up a treasure. up.

"Do you need my help, Gal?" Clark shook the cup in his hand, looking at the melancholy expression on Garhold's supposedly happy face. "I can help you carry heavy objects."

"...In fact, I've already moved in, but I haven't moved in yet." Garhold sighed melancholy. He looked at the bustling street scene outside the window, the vehicles passing by him constantly, and the neon lights constantly flashing by. , he felt like a lost traveler in the desert.

"What are you worried about?" Clark looked at Garhold and took another sip of his drink in boredom, "You're not the kind of person who worries about money, are you?" In fact, Galhold, a full scholarship to Gotham University, De has already taken it, plus some manuscript fees and bonuses he occasionally writes in academic journals, and even a large sum of money can be spared to subsidize his family after paying his tuition.It's just that Martha and the others didn't want it, but that's another story.

"Clark, I'm just worried about what my future will look like. I can still say what I think about the future before I just went to college. To be honest, I'm really not sure now," Garhold said lightly He smiled softly, "I've been very insecure since the kidnapping case."

Clark fell silent, the kidnapping was a nightmare for both of them, Clark would never forget the 50 days of being lost, and Garhold's fear still remained in the world that might become their future.

"It's okay, we can get through it together." Clarke has recently heard of some of these cases, like veterans who have been in the war and returned home are always sensitive to noise, a condition called post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD). Mental illness can accompany victims into a nightmare from which they cannot escape.

Although Clark didn't think Garhold was suffering from PTSD, after that, Garhold was obviously more cautious than before. He wrapped himself thicker and darker, and now dragged Garhold De went out, standing in the dark may not necessarily find such a person.

"Are you still having nightmares, Gal." Garhold heard Clark ask him worriedly, Garhold shook the glass with only ice cubes left in his hand, and seemed to be thinking about how to answer this question.

"Don't lie to me, please." Clark's irresistible blue eyes stared at him, and Garhold swallowed what he was about to say, and he heard himself reply muffled, "Still."

Not only is it a nightmare, he often wakes up in the dream, the dead biological parents, the screams of the adults on the spaceship, and...the pain of being punched through the chest.

"It's okay, it's an old problem, just ask a doctor to prescribe some medicine." Garhold shook his head, as if he was already used to his current situation.

Clark looked at him worriedly, not knowing how to comfort his brother.He never thought that his brother was the kind of person who would shrink back and forth because of these small troubles, but Garhold's performance made Clark feel that this might not just be the kidnapping, but something else happened to Garhold Hodder. "Call me by name if you need me, and I'll be there right away."

"...You should study hard. I heard that you have chosen the journalism department. Do you plan to become a reporter in the future?" Garhold changed the subject bluntly. He is now unwilling to discuss this issue with Clark.He kind of hated himself, and was bringing the fear of Clark from another world to Clark in his own world.

"Well, I've made up my mind." Clark could only cooperate with him and nodded, "I want to be someone who discovers the truth and seeks justice. A reporter might be a good starting point." Clark's eyes showed determination look.

Garhold looked at the sparkle in his eyes, and couldn't help being stunned. Clark's eyes have the power to inspire people. Clark in my world will definitely not become like that, Garhold thought silently in his heart.

The author has something to say:

Gal belonged to yes, was super whole ptsd by the injustice of the world next door.

And Gal actually has some kind of mental illness like Rell (?

Fast forward to the future ↓

Cup Noodles took out planABCD.

Gal pulled out planEFGH.

Zhenglian looked at a table of plans and fell into deep thought.

The two are still arguing about whose plan is effective.

Meringue: Can I play?

杯面（加尔）：不，你不能！感谢在2022-04-2005:02:08~2022-04-2104:08:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 13 bottles of Senxing Wanderer; 5 bottles of Computer Doze off;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!