Not Crazy yet [Comprehensive British and American]

"What?" Celia pretended to be stupid with a calm expression. "What does our family know... are you dating?"

Tony choked on her.But he didn't dare to ask any more questions.If Celia Kent hadn't noticed yet, but was reminded of Clark's anomaly by him...then he was truly unforgivable.

Although Mr. Stark also knows that this possibility is very small...

"We're actually... no, we're not 'dating'. It's not what you think. I'm a decent guy—and he's just a kid!" Iron Man dryly changed the subject.He shifted his gaze to the 'kid' with eight pack abs again.

The boy, who looked unscathed, was smiling wryly and pulling on the blanket.That made Iron Man feel relieved... great.

"He's a good boy."

What do you need to say?

Celia resisted the urge to roll her eyes.She didn't say anything more about 'Clark is 22 too'.Stark really didn't mean that, and wouldn't that be better?Even though he was, surprisingly, a nice guy, Celia didn't really want Clark to find an ex-prodigal boyfriend.

——Her younger brother is only 22!

Clark, who was forced to undergo an examination, listened to the weird conversation between the two... Superman held back his smile.Wearing a medical blanket, he walked towards his family and friends in small steps.Clark noticed that the eyes of both men were glued to him.It's not a bad feeling -- it's very novel.

He had never been a kid to worry his friends about.But it's clear - Tony Stark doesn't think so.The attitude of the other party at this time is that he is afraid that he will be crushed by the broken soil on the ground... This feeling is really weird, but it is also very...warm.

Tony watched the boy get closer and closer, laughing more and more silly.He pursed his lips again - he didn't even know he could be so serious.But Iron Man couldn't get the reprimand out of his mouth, even though he wanted to beat Clark for his recklessness.But really face to face with this little guy again... But he couldn't even utter a word of reprimand.

Because he really is.Really very remorseful.

Clark could hear Iron Man's heart beating slowly, and he could smell the sadness in the air.This made Superman feel helpless.But the helpless Superman first lowered his head, trying heavily to push Celia away:

"...the police asked me to tell you, you have to go and take an inventory of the damage...I'm really sorry, sister."

Celia snorted immediately.She was still very angry, angry at that damned 'Sangbian' psychopath.The woman stretched out her hand and pinched Clark's waist—it didn't move—"It doesn't matter, if the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come."

Then she walked away angrily.The young man who successfully dismissed his family raised his head and smiled.Trying to ease the tense atmosphere.But Mr. Stark's expression remained unchanged... This made Superman feel a little uncomfortable.

"I agreed to treat you to dinner." Clark shrugged with only a blanket. "Looks like a complete mess...then next time I"

"Come on, let me invite you next time."

Then they suddenly fell silent together.

...that's a goddamn bad joke.

Clark also lowered his head.He didn't know how to speak either—obviously.Today is no longer a good time to talk about his real identity.And he won't pretend that he doesn't know why the atmosphere is so solemn at this time... He knows that Iron Man has fallen into a dilemma.The troubles caused by the exposure of Tony's true identity will only increase, and this is not the first time these troubles have affected Mr. Stark's private life.

This will limit his social interaction.It will cost him friends.This would make him daunting as a 'Tony Stark' individual.Moreover, it may even cause... irreparable and horrific casualties.

And how could these Clark Kents be unclear?

How could he... sit idly by?

"...I guess Seria didn't blame you." The little reporter who was about to officially join the job said dryly.He wanted to give his comrades some help, some comfort.

"...You understand it's not a question of whether she blames me, Clark."

Iron Man remained unmoved.Stark froze in place, like a breathing clay sculpture.

When the words came to his lips, they blurted out.And that's what he didn't want to say.

"I don't even dare to think that if you were really hurt just now, or Miss Kent was really hurt..."

But these weak words were uttered one by one from the iron man's mouth.

"...Only good people feel guilty."

Tony smiled complicatedly.He finally plucked up the courage to look at the young man who was almost killed by him... Iron Man's subtle and bitter expression ran into Superman's eyes.At this moment, the Kryptonian felt the pain along with him.

What a familiar pain.

They're all so terrified... so terrified of the hurt they've brought into the world.

... How funny, how funny - because those pests who cause harm to the world, never regret it, never want to cry...

Superman fell silent for a moment and hugged his comrade.Clark ignored Tony's stiffness and gave the strong man a hug.

"Only heroes are always restless." The Kryptonian youth felt Iron Man's stiffness.He also felt the heartbeat of the other party speeding up and gradually slowing down. "It's not my turn to tell you—but I still have to comfort you beyond my capabilities...Only people like you will question whether you are not doing well enough. Only we care whether innocent people are injured...Those people?"

"Those people just want to use their cruelty to make you weak."

Superman didn't know who he was talking to.The blanket slid off his shoulders without embarrassment.At this moment he was just Clark Kent.He just gave this to Iron Man as a friend...a friend he'd never met in his dreams.This is such a strong, so extraordinary, so unique, and so gentle hero.

Tony tensed his muscles in shock.But he couldn't help but gradually slow down in the child's embrace... He let go of the fist that was always clenched.Iron Man held back his discomfort, and reached out to pat the child on the shoulder.

The mood at this moment is difficult to describe in words.

"...Thank you Clark."

"...it really makes me feel better. Trust me—but you can let go honey. I-I'm just a little out of sorts with this."

"! Sorry! Are you bored Tony?"

With a frightened flick, Clark stepped aside—I'm afraid he bored Tony.He heard the heartbeat of the other party getting faster...

Mr. Stark didn't answer.Tony lowered his head and straightened his collar... The man couldn't help frowning.

Is... a little hot?

Tony straightened his neckline and stopped looking up.

He suddenly became afraid to look into those blue eyes.

………………

In the end, it was Agent Coulson who took away the mourning whip.He made an extremely cool debut in a helicopter.

Then, after witnessing the upper body naked Superman and Iron Man standing side by side, he was stunned and stunned.

...It takes 3 minutes for a slip of the tongue to shock an agent, which can be regarded as breaking Superman's personal record.

Clark was still a little guilty, he couldn't concentrate.But Tony was different. He immediately took the initiative to step forward and told Coulson to escort the Kent siblings back—it would be best to go home directly.It's clear that Iron Man intends to come in person to clean up the aftermath.Obviously Tony still couldn't turn a deaf ear to the word 'revenge' that Sang Whip said.

So Clark could only smile helplessly and obey the arrangement.Listening to Tony say to him 'next time please, wait for my call...be nice. '...Okay, he will be obedient.But Superman still gave Coulson a wink.And the other party who succeeded didn't understand the wink at all.The agent gave Superman an odd wink—a wink that Clark didn't understand.

……All right.Then he will really "go home" obediently...

Clark reluctantly got into the special car with Celia.His sister was still a little worried and grabbed his hand.I am afraid that his 'secret' has been discovered - Eric and Celia have always suspected that he is a mutant.The idea was so deep-rooted that he never had the chance to tell them that he was actually an alien...

The day ended in this eerily lighthearted atmosphere, the date was a failure, but thankfully he was back with Iron Man once again.

The agents sent the two Kents to the door of Celia's apartment.And Clark also got out of the car here.After a brief exchange with his sister, Clark said, "Go back to Metropolis by yourself".

Superman found a hidden alley and changed into a uniform.The Kryptonian took to the skies—he headed straight back to the North Pole, into his fortress.Clark disregarded the robots 'Is Dr. Banner back? '' Banner dropped his pants. ' the twitter.Superman rushed to the main console.

"Computer." He wakes up his supercomputer. "Search for me the personal information of the man with the whip who appeared in the b17 area of ​​New York this afternoon. I want all the information."

"As you wish, Kal-El."

Clark stared at the screen, frowning as he waited for the full fortune of Iron Man's 'Avenger'.

Then he felt an extra heartbeat behind him.

"Kal-El... what a beautiful pronunciation, short but powerful spelling"

Clark ignited his eyes and shot back.Before the man could finish a sentence, he was forced to flash and disappear.The hottest hot line of sight burned through the steel plate, leaving a deep "scratch" mark.

But even scarier than the blow was Superman's look.

Clark Kent was expressionless.But the veins in his forehead were throbbing slowly - the Kryptonians were never stupid.His super brain is sounding the alarm to him. "Superman" had just returned to the Fortress of Solitude for less than 2 minutes.Since when did this damn tail follow him?How much is he seen?How long has he been watched?

"come out."

The Kryptonian's tone was cold.His expression was grim.

"Come out. Show me your friendliness right now—or you won't wonder what else I can do.

[——I have a problem with a bug, so today is also a double chapter dividing line——Chapter title: I am God]

Meanwhile, new 'meteor' craters in New Mexico.

In less than 24 hours since The Fallen appeared, S.H.I.E.L.D. had taken over the scene.Agents built three tight lines of defense around the... hammer-shaped thing.Electric shock nets, cameras, and mutant sensors are all available.In the innermost layer, senior agents are on standby around the clock.

The senior agent - Clint Barton was holding his quiver, staring at the hammer under him.

…Then Hawkeye reluctantly picked up the apple and took a bite.

The world is really changing.

The man sighed—a lot of people, a lot of the time, wished Fury was just crazy.They all hope that Fury is wrong...Even Hawkeye doesn't want his director's 'guess' to come true...But the strange things that have happened in this country and the world in the past few years are telling the 'madman' farsightedness.The world has indeed changed.become extremely crazy.

No one really believed that there were aliens until the superhuman race came to the door.And when the big blue guy appeared, it became extremely normal for a hammer to fall from the sky that no one could lift...

Hawkeye chewed on an apple.

He can't say he likes the world now.But it's not a nostalgia for the past world - although Clint still has doubts about the 'Avengers' plan.But the shooter didn't resist.He didn't think being a "hero" would be a bad idea.

Hawkeye glanced boredly at the surveillance screen, but of course there was nothing unusual about it.He took another bite of the apple, and shuddered.

The apple was thrown aside, and Hawkeye raised his bow in an instant.The shooter is ready, but he can't help but feel cold all over.He frowned and looked at the figure below him... Clint closed his teeth and asked in a low voice:

"Can you all see this woman?"

His voice was low, but it sounded like a thunderbolt.Instantly woke up all the agents.The few people who had been staring at the monitor even rubbed their eyes - there was a woman there.Yes, they can all see it.But the agents can also use their personality as a guarantee - there was no one next to the hammer in the last second! !

"We can all see—Mr. Barton, please judge the situation yourself! Agent Coulson is still on the way, we have already called him!"

"Connected! It has been transferred for you."

Phil's connection was quick.Hawkeye's hands are also steady.He has excellent eyesight, and at this moment he is staring at the woman without blinking.

All he could see from above was the woman's thick black hair.They were long and curly and fell down her shoulders like soft silk.The woman was wearing a light golden gown that shone with broken light.It completely blocked her figure.The woman was still wearing a tiara, but he still couldn't see her face clearly...

"Agent Patton. I saw the transition screen - are you sure she appeared in an instant, right? Has she taken any action now?" He softly replied no.Phil paused for a brief second. "There's no response from the mutant detectors on site. Presumably she's esper or 'something' worse. Be careful."

Superpowers?

Hawkeye frowned.

He doesn't think so, he doesn't think so.Clint stared at the woman walking slowly towards the hammer... for some reason.He felt that she... was extraordinary.Saying she's an ancient ghost is more convincing to Hawkeye than a psychic.

The weird "opinion" that emerged from the bottom of his heart made Clint himself stunned.And what was even more surprising was... the woman who made him feel like a ghost actually spoke.

"Your job is not easy. Sagittarius."

The voice was soft and hoarse.It makes people want to stretch their brows when they hear it.

"The hammer of Thor, it comes from the son of Odin. He must come to find the power..."

The woman raised her head and looked at him.At this moment, Hawkeye almost lost the ability to speak.He looked at this beautiful and divine face in astonishment—this woman had a pair of magical blue eyes.She looked gentle and smiling.She was like the most beautiful old Renaissance painting, with an air of otherworldliness - which almost made Clint lose his words.But he is the most senior agent, but he is Hawkeye.He is the guardian, the last line of defense to protect the damned hammer:

"Who are you? Where are you from?" But he found that his tone was soft.It was almost like chatting with the intruder.So Clint quickly corrected his attitude. "This is a no-go zone! Whoever you are—you shouldn't be here."

The woman smiled when she heard the words.This smile reveals two points of bewilderment, three points of helplessness... the remaining five points are friendly.She looked so innocent, almost like a child.

But this is just a temperament after all.She still didn't ask 'why' after all.The mysterious woman replied with a smile.

"I'm Diana. I'm from Paradise Island. Since Odin is in a slumber, I'm here to find... his son Thor."

——? ? ?

This answer is very informative.But Clint couldn't quite understand a word.Perhaps the shock on his face was too obvious.Diana just shook her head and smiled helplessly.

This is no longer the age of God.

"..." Phil on the other end of the communication also pursed his lips speechlessly.He patted the front seat, indicating to drive faster - he had to go back to take charge of the overall situation. "See if you can stop her, Clint. Although we can't rule out the possibility that she is a paranoid superpower, we need more information anyway."

Hawkeye frowned again in embarrassment.The woman who called herself Diana was still smiling friendly.

"Your friend wants you to stop me."

Clint sighed inwardly.

All right.Another super hearing - let's hope she's not super superhuman.

"Yes. So can you cooperate? If possible, I still don't want to do anything to a smiling lady." He gritted his teeth helplessly. "And what are you here for? To take this hammer?"

Diana shook her head upon hearing this.The smile on the goddess' face disappeared, and she suppressed the faint sadness in her heart.

"No. I don't intend to humiliate myself." She pointed. "I'm just here to feel... the power of this artifact."

She sighed.

"And now, I'm leaving."

Before Diana finished speaking, Clint shot the first arrow. Before the woman disappeared completely, Hawkeye shot a total of three arrows.Every arrow hit.Every arrow missed.Diana disappeared in an instant, and all the arrows were stuck on the ground.Clint sighed unwillingly and naturally——

"Did you see that, Phil?"

"...It's not your fault, Clint."

Phil sighed too.

He had a hunch.This thing is getting out of control again...

"No. I mean her. She's beautiful." Clint quickly interrupted Coulson's reassurance. "Her name is Diana—tell Friedrich to look up her, and it would be nice to have a phone number."

...? ? ? ?

Is this the point, Agent Patton? ?

...and the goddess who was teleported away, Diana.She looked at the brightly lit and bustling security circle.She took off her cloak and thought about something.But the emotions were not reflected on the face of the goddess.

Holding the cloak, Diana turned her head and smiled at the man who had offered help after a moment.

"Thank you, Destiny." The woman smiled and handed over the cloak. "thank you for helping me."

And the mage in the golden helmet shook his head.

"My honour. Princess. And all of this... is determined."

"Goodbye. Good luck."

Diana looked at the mage who disappeared in an instant.She lowered her head full of melancholy.The goddess couldn't help sighing softly... She turned to look in the direction of the city.

This is her first time in the world.She should have rejoiced - but since her purpose was to find... the son of Odin who would become her husband, Thor.She was really...not happy.

Thor, the god of thunder, has lost his powers, and even Odin has fallen into a trance.Her mother advised her to wait, but she had no intention of waiting any longer.

...to make her wait for her husband's fate?Want another person's growth to determine their future?

No.She will not wait.She wants to see with her own eyes... what kind of god the Son of God is.

She has to make her own choice.

........................

Meanwhile, the North Pole, the Fortress of Solitude.

"You're too sensitive, my friend!" The uninvited guest obediently appeared in his real body.Looks very clear conscience. "But prudence is a virtue, I understand it. I understand it... Please don't get so excited, please listen to me. Friend!"

This is a black-headed young man.He was thin and slender, with a pale and handsome face.There was comfort and fear on this completely unfamiliar face.He seemed incredibly sincere.The young man even shrunk his body helplessly, looking at him cautiously.

But Superman was unmoved.Clark's expression was simply ruthless.The Kryptonian stared at the unknown guest, and he smiled coldly.

"Are you a magician?" he asked. "Didn't fate tell you, don't bother me?"

"Do you want to try what 'permanent exile' is? Why—you just can't learn?"

...This is not quite what Loki thought.

What fate?Who is Destiny?This is a personal name? —What permanent exile?

The god of mischief was rarely really puzzled.And that affected his expression, he looked so genuinely confused.Those twinkling green eyes seemed to be speaking.As if accusing something...

"Sorry...? I'm a foreigner. I'm not from this planet—" But these words didn't make the alien orphan in front of him feel kind.The damn Superman frowned instead. "So I really don't know what kind of agreement you have established with the local warlocks... so I can only come to the door recklessly! Please believe me, Superman! Please believe me, Carl! I really mean no harm, I came to seek Helpful!"

The so-called 'Superman' actually sneered when he heard this.

"You said you came here for help." Clark looked at the suspicious young man in front of him with a half-smile. "And you haven't told me your name yet."

This choked Loki.He restrained himself from getting angry—the damned mortal, the ignorant fool!

But he's still useful—

The smile on the young man's face was a little stiff.But his expression is still sincere.

"I'm Loki."

He forced the bitterness out of his voice—after he was forced to accept that he was an adopted frost giant—

"Son of Odin."

These words finally made the Kryptonian widen his eyes in surprise.ha.He finally realized that there was a god standing in front of him.

"...I ask for your help, Superman...my murderous brother murdered our god-king, our father! He was stripped of his powers...he came to Earth!"

"Please...stop him!"

The author has something to say: Loki and Clark who got the wrong script.

[Candle] If you don't have a candle, you can get it from Banner.

The next chapter - Heroine and Hawkeye debut! I didn't expect it!

By the way, what do you think Didi wants to do? ——It's Lei 1's time now.

Thank you for the little cute who left a comment yesterday. 520 I had a really, really good time.Although it may take more than 3 hours to reply, and finally the verification code came out, but it is really... a very good experience!You guys really make my day!

Then hurry up and strike while the iron is hot: in the last chapter, there will be a drop of sweet cookies at the end of the rain!Very tasty w everyone can try it!I was very touched!

———————— I am the dividing line where the number of words is wrong

tat don't be a fool

I edited this chapter, but I forgot to replace it, so it became a 6k chapter... let me die.

I put tomorrow's update ahead of time...

tat I lost my archive again.

[Evil God] Loki, invites you to form a team.

Clark: ………

Additional additions:

The Wonder Woman in this article is slightly different from the movie version.The divinity will be stronger, not as naive as the early days of the movie, but it is also not deeply involved in the world.She is intellectual, tolerant and wise.More like the image in the animation "Superman Justice League".

Hawkeye is closer to the anime/manga image.Clint is still Clint.But no wife and children, and a little skin.

And "Dr. Fate" that appears twice in this chapter.His real name: Kent V. Nelson, is the seventh generation of Doctor Fate.It can be simply understood as the supreme mage in the dc world.He and Clark had been in contact for a long time.And reached a little consensus.That's why no Warlock came to bother Clark.

I won’t disassemble Jane/Hammer/Ji, these couples (?!) Heroines are here to see what kind of god wants to marry themselves.Finally decided to let the blind date die (you wait)