[Comprehensive] Uncle Ba's food paradise

"No! I'm not going back, I'm not—"

The black superman groaned and groaned, and finally changed from entity to illusion, and finally flowed back to Clark's body like flowing gas.

Clark lay on the ground, panting heavily while supporting the floor with his hands. The superposition of black kryptonite, blue kryptonite, and green kryptonite had a great impact on him, putting too much burden on his body.

Hannibal didn't look at him again. It should be said that from the moment Black Superman disappeared, Clark was no longer a threat to him.He walked past Clark to another Kryptonian who had been left unconscious on the ground on the other side.

"This is your strength and your weakness. When things can be solved simply, stop because of human ethics."

A pair of hands went from behind to the front, respectively pressing the top of Corydon's head and chin, which was in a coma and showing a pained expression.

Clark wanted to stop, but after struggling for a while, he only showed a painful expression, and it was still difficult for him to move his body.

"No, don't do that!"

He was answered by a grim dislocation of bones.

The man's head was turned at a ninety-degree angle, his eyes widened incredulously, as if he never thought that he would die so unclearly.

"He knows too much, and this alien may have other companions. I can't take the risk, Clark. In the fairy tale kingdom I built, there is no need for such dangerous elements."

Clark clenched his lips, and blood flowed down, which made his expression look a bit poignant and gorgeous.He finally climbed up from the ground with tenacious will, stumbled towards Hannibal, and finally fell down a few steps away.

"By the way, there is also that man, Lex Luthor, who is quite an interesting friend."

Clark scrambled forward with his hands, finally grabbing Hannibal's trouser legs with all his strength.

"Don't...please...don't kill any more..."

Hannibal was surprised, and then couldn't help laughing.

"Oh, don't worry, he is different. As far as human beings are concerned, he is rarely so smart and thorough. I can try to blur some of his memories, making it difficult for him to read information that he shouldn't know. But you , instead of caring about other people, you should worry about yourself, Clark. You violated our original agreement."

It is the job of the 'Knight' to protect Alice for me and maintain the fairy tale kingdom I have built.Once the knight forgets his job, once the knight himself becomes a threat and destroyer, then this knight is no longer needed.

Hannibal squatted down, looking at the child who was still not ready to give up.

He expected a lot from him.

So when it fails, I am extremely disappointed.

"By the way, it's an Asian way to cook soup with fish intestines. I prefer brains to guts, especially primates."

He said, reaching out to him.

"Alice..."

Clark's difficult voice came.

"...Alice will look for me, she will keep looking, and she will never give up."

These words really had an effect, stopping Hannibal's actions.

He seemed to have thought of it too, how his little girl was desperate to find her missing friend.What would happen if the missing person was replaced by Clark?Of course she would look, and keep looking, until she found him or an answer.

Of course he can also try memory operations, but he is not willing to do so.Such rude behavior would have challenged Luthor's professionalism even once, let alone his little girl.

In the end, Hannibal let out a long sigh, took out a black dome-like thing, buttoned it on his cuff, and twisted it to isolate the radiation of the green kryptonite.

Clark was finally able to catch his breath. Just now he felt that he was almost passed out.

Hannibal took another look at the Kryptonian whose neck he had broken. If it wasn't Clark, it could only be this.But he is really not interested in the materials he doesn't like. The quality of the meat is very poor at first glance, and the brain has already started to rot due to the loss of breath.Well, maybe, the brains of Kryptonians may be able to keep fresh for a long time, and they are quite alive?

Seeming to see through his thoughts, Clark moaned in pain.

"I don't know what you are obsessed with. Long before I met you and Alice, I survived like this. I already knew the taste of human flesh and internal organs."

Hannibal made one last attempt to persuade his student to stop being so obsessed.

"Don't have any meaningless illusions, child, we are fundamentally different creatures. No matter how much you delay, in the end you can only choose to kill me or be killed by me."

After saying that, Hannibal turned and paced towards the door to leave, he knew that it would be time for Lex's security guards to rush up soon.Being able to persist for so long is probably due to the fear of Superman, but in the end he will choose to try to fight, after all, this is within the Lex Group.

Moreover, Superman will recover quickly without the restraint of kryptonite. Even if it is Superman in the state of blue kryptonite, Hannibal, as an ordinary person, is still reluctant to face it, and green kryptonite also affects the human body to some extent. Nibal was also unwilling to use it for a long time.

【No matter how much you delay, in the end you can only choose to kill me or be killed by me. 】

Clark was stung.At this moment, he finally understood why everything happened.

What Hannibal expected was not simply hunting, but fighting with himself.

That's why it never concealed it at the beginning, and that's why it showed flaws in the final layout.Teach him how to hunt, teach him how to decompose prey, teach him how to hide among humans, teach him everything, these skills and abilities, and finally expect that in a real hunt, you can Fight with him for life!

This is Hannibal's kindness and care, but he didn't grasp it, and he didn't want to grasp it at all.

Clark stood up, walked over to pick up the blue kryptonite with one hand, stuffed it back into the container and covered it; with the other hand, he picked up the corpses of his tribe.

He couldn't leave these to Luthor, so Superman flew out the window with his kin and blue kryptonite.He flew to the sea far away and threw himself into the sea.

He let go of his hands in the depths of the sea, allowing the corpses of his clansmen to sink into the bottomless trench.

Sorry, he can't leave the body on the ground, someone else will find it and get Kryptonian blood and genes.He is enough for the Kryptonians on Earth, and they don’t need others, Kryptonians like this warrior.

Although this is a warrior who insists on his own ideals, believes that his own path is correct, and is too cruel and unscrupulous, but Clark can't blame him. How can he blame those who want to continue their race and struggle?

Although from the perspective of the people on earth, they are cruel by nature and only know how to fight and hurt others. For this person, they are important things that they need to protect.

After Clark bid farewell to the corpses of his clansmen in the deep sea, he still did not leave the bottom of the water.Here he can calm down a bit. Today is a long and suffering day for him. He is at a loss about everything and a little bit at a loss for the future.

As if aware of his distress, the gentle and kind fish swam over and circled around him.Immediately afterwards, a very large fish rushed towards him.

fish - huh? ? ?

Clark reached out to catch the punch that came at him, and was thrown far in the sea.

A muscular man with long brown blond hair floating in the sea and an angry beard of the same color attacked him, and seeing him catch his fist, he stopped and pointed at him angrily, and then pointed at the trench.

Ah!

Clark realized, could it be that he littered the corpses and was complained by the local residents?

"Sorry, I didn't mean to!"

Of course, you can't talk in water, so he choked.

The bearded man looked at him quite speechlessly, then grabbed his hand and pulled him to a place that looked like a sunken ship.After entering, he found that there was air inside, and Clark breathed a sigh of relief, holding back the urge to cough.

If he coughs, there may be no boat here, so he has to endure it.

"Who are you, why are you invading my sea?"

the man asked, pointing at him.

"Hi, I'm... Kal-El, people call me Superman. I'm sorry, I want to bid farewell to my kindred. The most suitable place I can think of is here. Please accept my apologies if you disturb me."

Clark's sincerity satisfied the other party.The bearded man nodded, indicating that this matter can be negotiated and accommodated, but next time don't litter the bottom of the sea.

Clark: ...

So the two took this opportunity to get to know each other and chatted.Clark knew that the man was Arthur, the guardian of this sea area.Because of the bloodlines of both the people on the seabed and the people on the ground, they ran back and forth on both sides and understood the language of the people on the ground.Arthur also knew that this superman was an air special police officer and first responder who often travels around the world on the ground. At present, his business has not expanded to the water, so he didn't know him before.

After chatting without knowing, the two have very similar temperaments, so it is easy to understand each other, and they quickly became good friends.Arthur even complained to Clark about his rebellious younger brother who was always plotting against him and always trying to assassinate him. Recently, he has become more and more proficient at catching his younger brother and shutting his younger brother, which made other people start rumors that he is the younger brother's accuser, alas .In fact, his brother didn't get along with him.For example, he loves his younger brother and does not want his younger brother to be sent to hard labor. How harsh the punishment is!So instead, I told my younger brother fairy tales, but my younger brother hated him so much that he gritted his teeth and accused him of mental abuse. Do you think he is suffering!

Clark looked at Arthur's image, coupled with that very manly and MAN voice, he could completely imagine Arthur's brother's bitter mood.

Having said that, this family story is a bit familiar. It seems that he has heard stories of brotherly love from others before, who repeatedly picks on his elder brother and is repeatedly pasted by Hahaha, which makes him even more annoyed.

"But aren't you sad? I mean, your brother doesn't understand your feelings, and even wants to murder you."

Arthur asked, "Do you have a brother?"

Clark shook his head.

Arthur said confidently, "Then you don't understand."

Clark followed closely: "Tryme!"

Arthur thought about how to describe it, and finally replied: "Because it is a family member. He is my younger brother. Do you need any other reasons? I don't think so."

After hearing this, Clark's nose felt a little sore.

"You are right, because it is a family member, no reason is needed."

Even if you do all the bad things, even if you hate and hate me, even if you don't care about my efforts and can't pay back, I will never give up on my family.