What's wrong with Superman's son wanting to be Superman?

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"Bruce's child?"

He also has a lot of cyber intelligence.

"I don't know, don't ask me."

Superman responded in a low voice, almost a whisper, “There are new superheroes active in Metropolis recently. They’re very mysterious, yes, very mysterious, extremely mysterious.”

He knew he was lying.

This made Clark feel very ashamed. But compared to admitting that this was his child, he felt that he preferred shame; at least it was much more comfortable than dying on the spot.

"Don't look at me, if he doesn't know, then I know even less." Wonder Woman noticed that both of her friends were looking at her, so she quickly spread her hands, her expression showing that she was trying hard to suppress some emotion.

Steelbone's cyber processor was already close to overload at this point.

"According to my calculations, that boy should have been crushed... His physical strength is really strong, but of course, the most impressive thing is his mouth that's constantly inhaling."

"He's practically sucked all the cold air out of the area!"

Steelbone's voice was filled with disbelief and shock. He wasn't lying; he had genuinely detected that the other party had inhaled at least the volume of cold air equivalent to several football fields.

Drinking the northwest wind until you laugh uncontrollably?

Oh shit!

Cyborg suspects he has been infected with a virus in his brain.

"Should we go and save him?"

Cyborg looked at the unmoved Clark and noticed that the other was trying to hide his face in a strange posture.

"Clark, do you know this person?"

He felt that Superman's reaction was strange, unlike his usual image as the embodiment of justice.

“I don’t know. There are a lot of superheroes in Metropolis. Yes, a lot, a whole bunch.” Clark probably wasn’t lying this time. He knew very well that the number of superheroes in Metropolis depended on how many superhero suits Ian had gotten his hands on.

The old father was initially nervous, but once Ian started gasping for breath, he became only nervous about himself. He could see Ian's body bouncing back and forth as it was being crushed and then reformed.

and.

Their physical fitness also increases dramatically every now and then.

All of a sudden.

The old father was genuinely confused about which one was the Doomsday capable of frantic evolution. He knew that all of this was definitely related to the strange things Ian was doing.

"Regardless, we have to save him. This little boy is brave enough and clearly wants to step up when danger comes." Green Lantern doesn't have Superman's powerful eyesight.

He simply sensed that a brave soul needed saving.

then.

This elite member of the Green Lantern Corps immediately materialized a giant warhammer and swooped down to rescue the boy who remained absolutely brave despite being ravaged by monsters.

That willpower.

Those are promising prospects for the Green Lantern Corps!

"Bang~"

Green Lantern, clinging to the hope of salvation, sped rapidly downwards.

then.

That's definitely the end of the story.

With a loud bang, Green Lantern was sent flying back the next second, covered in marks from his forehead, which were clearly not Doomsday's forehead.

"Why did that boy hit me! Doesn't he know I was helping him?!" Hal tumbled through the air to regain his balance and floated back to his original position in a very disheveled state.

He was completely bewildered.

"I do not know."

Clark's response was as usual. The wind at high altitude still blew his cloak, obscuring his old face, making him look particularly disheveled in the wind.

"No! Something's wrong with that boy! His body's energy density is increasing!" Steel Bone's scanner was running at full speed, allowing him to capture some information that he hadn't been able to understand before.

"Is this a warrior of the Savage Tribe? He's wearing a grass skirt, and he's bound to two big black legs... He's holding onto two Clark clones and doesn't want to let go of them?" Cyborg stared blankly down below, realizing that none of the information databases he had previously built seemed capable of providing any specific behavioral logic analysis for this.

"That guy hit me with a clone of Clark!" Green Lantern was still a little indignant. He touched his chest, thankful that the other guy hadn't hit his face.

“Clark definitely doesn’t know this, but I do!” Diana, who had been holding back her anger, suddenly raised her hand. “It’s the exoskeleton armor and the Kryptonian warhammer—oh, now it’s been upgraded to dual-wield mode.”

“I’ve seen similar accounts in ancient books on Paradise Island.” She said it with such conviction that, compared to Superman, beautiful women certainly don’t feel guilty about lying.

Say something.

Diana knew this was a very serious moment.

but.

She really couldn't help herself.

"So that's how it is. This boy really is a savage?"

Steel Bones is clearly very simple.

There is an answer.

He really knows how to record things in his system.

"Are you implying, by extension, that the people of Paradise Island are all savages?"

Diana frowned.

"Aren't you?"

Cyborg is an honest and straightforward man.

Hear the words.

Wonder Woman also pursed her lips.

"Okay, we really are savages."

She thought for a moment, and ultimately explained her reasoning. Without dwelling on the issue, Wonder Woman looked down again.

I saw.

The sewage treatment plant appears to have long since been reduced to ruins.

The earth cracked and collapsed under Doomsday's footsteps. The boy hung in mid-air, his chest gripped tightly by Doomsday's thick arms, his bones creaking under the weight.

His body had begun to shatter, and a dazzling white light shone through his skin.

It's as if a star about to explode is hidden inside.

"Let go!"

This is not a boy shouting.

Instead, it was Doomsday's growl—or rather, something within Doomsday's body that was awakening but had not yet been able to awaken, roaring at the boy through Doomsday's throat.

how to say.

Doomsday did indeed capture the boy.

But the boy possessed the power of relativity. He wrapped his arms tightly around Doomsday's neck, and several spider-like legs extended from his body, coiling around Doomsday like an octopus.

Doomsday caught the boy.

The boy also hugged Doomsday tightly.

As for which of the two will have a bright future, that depends on which one is more unreasonable—Doomsday tries to crush the boy, but the boy's body is radiating divine light.

Beneath the shattered flesh surged pure and violent energy.

It scorched the palm of the Destroyer Sun.

This prevented Doomsday from exerting much power.

"Ah!!!" Doomsday was in pain, evolving, but at the same time, the boy's mouth was also sucking hard, and large amounts of energy were pouring from Doomsday's body into the boy's mouth.

Energy, like the wailing of countless souls, tore out of Doomsday's body. Each invisible ray of light left afterimages in the air, carrying the roar of a god and resentment as it plunged deep into the boy's throat.

This scene.

Of course, Wonder Woman, being a demigod, could see it clearly.

Subtle changes that Tianqixing Technology could not detect in a short period of time.

Her eyes can.

"Clark, where did this little guy come from? He's immortal, and he even has the power of a god-king within him." Wonder Woman's tone was incredibly incredulous.

In other words, she is no longer the stubborn girl she once was, otherwise she would have insisted on suspecting that Zeus had once been a woman and had a relationship with Clark or other Kryptonians.

"I do not know."

Superman looked up at the sky.

It was as if there was something there that was extremely attractive to him.

"You can know this."

Wonder Woman spoke seriously.

"It's time to go find Bruce."

Clark seemed to have also learned the middle school trick of pretending not to hear. He flicked his red cape and soared into the sky, as if he were escaping some terrible social disaster.

high in the air.

Only Wonder Woman remained, lost in thought.

There were also two men who still looked completely bewildered.

……

Gotham City.

The underground of Wayne Manor.

Bruce had already returned here.

However, instead of tinkering with the dream intrusion machine he mentioned, he sat in front of his computer, staring blankly at three test tubes labeled Jonathan, Jordan, and Ian.