[Comprehensive] Uncle Ba's food paradise

Batman can't take care of Superman for the time being. Compared with Luthor who doesn't know when he will attack, the clown who has escaped from prison and is causing harm is more important.Since his adopted son Dick went to the outer city to go to school, Batman returned to the situation where he was forced to run around by various criminal pressures in Gotham. When you get used to an assistant, you will find that he is busy and finds you again .

Therefore, Superman can only save himself.Batman thinks that no matter how stupid Superman is, he would never do such a stupid thing as delivering goods to the enemy. If he really did it, Batman would have to doubt whether this teammate is worth saving. .

I can't move people. I'm really thinking about returning things to their original owners.Clark said that sending the samples back in person was just an excuse. He wanted to meet the scientist named MiG in person, and figure out whether his contact with the professor was purely research or Luthor's instructions behind it.If it's the former, Luthor is the only thing he has to be wary of. If it's the latter, the fact that Clark is Superman has probably been exposed to Luthor, which means that everyone around him may be in danger.

He thought the same as Batman. Luthor might not be holding back his thoughts, but waiting for the other party to find him is not Superman's style. He wanted to figure out the function of these stones before acting.Clark has not forgotten how badly he was pitted by the green ore before, that is almost back to the respawn point, right?If the Lex Group has a large amount of green ore, or even something more serious than that, he will have to make a decision.

Superman returned to the lonely castle and began to study the three small boxes he brought back.As I said before, he is not very interested in scientific research. Although there is a lot of Kryptonian technology left in the spacecraft, he basically doesn't do much research.But it doesn't matter, for him to learn to operate the instruments used for analysis here, he can solve it quickly by looking through the manual.

You ask why he didn't analyze it himself in the first place?Because he completely forgot about it, until he didn't want to expose his ugly face again in front of Batman and the professor, he thought about hiding the ore first and then threw it to the Castle of Solitude. After the things were delivered, he didn't realize that there might be someone who can study mineral composition here. instrument.

...B will let him go when he finds out, eh.

Superman didn't have the nerve to tell Batman about it, he was going to study it secretly, and let's talk about it if there is any result.So Clark started tinkering, but he didn't expect to get results from his tinkering!The inspection instrument told him that this was his hometown, the debris after the explosion of Krypton.

Clark checked a lot of remaining Kryptonian messages, and after combined analysis, he finally understood the cause and effect.On the whole, Kryptonians are powerful on the earth because they absorb the light of the yellow sun, and the composition of the Kryptonian soil can restrain and absorb the effects of the yellow sun, so the Kryptonians on Krypton can live normally. Harmless to Kryptonians themselves.

However, when Krypton exploded, the soil of Krypton combined with the minerals in Krypton and melted at high temperature, producing kryptonite.The effect of kryptonite on Kryptonians varies from person to person, and the composition of each stone is different, causing different effects.

Clark created a new file, and after recording information about kryptonite, he added green kryptonite -- which was lethal to him, and pink kryptonite -- which made him psychologically feminine.He felt that sorting out this knowledge might be useful in the future.For example, he himself can find out the information now, isn't it because his parents left a wealth of knowledge and records on the spaceship?This information will be very useful if other Kryptonians need it in the future.

He looked at the remaining two unopened boxes, presumably the other two kinds of kryptonite were inside.He was mentally prepared, and even set up an automatic program. Once he didn't input a command for a few seconds, he would close the box and automatically isolate the kryptonite. Then he began to test the effect of the remaining two pieces.

He first opened the box marked blue, and sure enough, there was a small piece of blue kryptonite inside.

Clark held it in his hand, and didn't feel any discomfort. On the contrary, it felt very natural, as if he didn't have to handle it like paper objects.

Wait, is this—?

Clark was surprised, he hammered the table with common sense, the table was not smashed, and it was still quietly placed in front of him.

Clark did various tests and found that this piece of blue kryptonite could limit his strength within the normal range!And his other superpowers are somewhat restrained.The influence radius of the stone is only nearly half a meter, which may be caused by relatively small particles.

"Is there really such a thing? It's really, really possible, like a normal person..."

Clarke's voice choked a little behind.

If he had such a thing when he was a child, he must have lived a different life!Although he never regretted living as a superman, but, just maybe, he also had the opportunity to become an ordinary person.

He remembered that the professor had said that he wanted to find a way to make him behave like a normal person, and this was the answer.In fact, he, like B, believes that the professor has exposed Superman's weakness to the enemy for a while.But just because he is a professor, it is difficult for him to say anything to blame, especially in front of Professor B who was already suspicious, he can only prevaricate it casually.But he never expected that the professor actually found the blue kryptonite that could make him look like an ordinary person.

He looked at the blue kryptonite, finally put it back in the box, and closed the box.

Clark suddenly understood Alice's fear and anxiety.The professor prepared a lot of things for himself and arranged a lot of things. It's like a person leaving home telling a relative, or a person who passed away sorting out the relics.

"What I want is not something like this."

He lowered his eyes sadly.

In fact, the baby bird that couldn't leave the nest wasn't Alice, but him?

Clark looked at the last box again. In fact, he was most vigilant at the beginning of the box marked black, an intuition, an ominous feeling that even the lead box was not completely isolated.

Clark took a deep breath. After checking again to confirm that his safety measures were perfect, he finally reached out to open the box.

If Batman knew, he would call him an idiot.Now that you are aware of the danger, how can you try it alone? At the very least, you should find someone else to take care of the insurance, right?

But it was precisely because Clark sensed the danger that he didn't want others to get involved.Even if it is a one-in-a-million possibility, it is definitely not what he wants to see if the friends around him are injured or in danger.

A black spar lay quietly in the box.It is very similar to black crystal, a little transparent, but like obsidian, it contains deep texture and heaviness.

Clark stared at it obsessively, and then a strong sense of dizziness struck, accompanied by irritability, giving him the urge to destroy everything.

He immediately raised his hand and threw it at the black kryptonite, smashing the fragile mineral to pieces!

physically.

Psychologically, the depths of the soul are like action and reaction, resistance and strong collisions make his mind shake violently, as if the soul is about to be blown out of the body!

【Let me out, I am the real Kal-El! 】

There was a voice screaming in his head, that voice was angry and howling, like a wild beast imprisoned!

"No!"

Superman firmly vetoed it, trying his best to grab his consciousness and prevent it from escaping from his body.

Regardless of whether it is his own or produced by black kryptonite, it is quite dark, cruel, and cold.Clark didn't want to hurt anyone, and at this moment, his only thought was that no one else could be hurt.

【lie. 】

The voice that appeared before denied his words.

【Actually, you don't care who you hurt, or justice and evil, these things mean nothing to you.The only thing that matters to you is yourself and the people around you.You want to be an upright person, just because your adoptive parents hope so; you refuse to give up the ability you hate, just because your biological parents hope so in their last words; you integrate smoothly into social life, just because your professor hopes so; you Be superhuman and help humans just because other people want to.You don't really care about any of this, Clark. 】

"I do not have!!"

But the voice of accusation didn't stop, as if he was going to disembowel him, fully revealing his bloody internal organs.

【You stupid poor thing, you haven't even noticed your own real thoughts.Hope the good days like this continue?Stop making people laugh, this is not what you want at all. 】

"To shut up!"

[How long are you going to deceive yourself and pretend to be a fool like a buffoon?You clearly know——]

"—I clearly know that it's impossible!"

Clark followed up with 'it'.

"I admit that I am not as pure and beautiful as everyone thinks, but I don't feel ashamed. I have tried my best to do the best I can! So shut up, I will not let you from my body Escape from me, myself! I will admit the dirty part of my heart that I don’t want others to know, admit your existence, and I will not let you do whatever you want without my reason!"

The sound finally stopped.

Clark knew he was barely stopping things from getting worse.Almost, he almost let the hidden, dark emotions in his heart escape from his body that shouldn't be released.Once it is separated from it, I don't know what kind of terrible consequences will evolve.

He seems to have won.

But he ended up sitting weakly on the ground, covering his face with his hands.

He noticed, discovered, the true thoughts of his true self hidden in the deepest part of his heart.

In fact, I know, I just pretend not to know, I just don't want to know.

The people I value have never really cared about themselves, and the care and concern for themselves is actually just part of the lie!

The man never concealed his coldness.

It's my stupid self begging to stop time and keep the lie going.