Marvel Comics: Starting with the Ability to Replicate Superhuman Talents

The flower basket was placed quietly in front of the bedside table of the hospital bed, emitting a faint floral fragrance.

Outside the hospital bed, Clark and Jonathan looked worried.

Lana and Chloe, who came to visit, also looked sad and serious.

"How's the situation?" Jino, who had just arrived from the castle, took off his sunglasses, and with his arrival, the director of the small town hospital and others followed the young man with a smile.

Free America has no humanity? Anyone who believes this is a fool.

"Be sure to give Mrs. Kent the best treatment and doctor." Gino looked at the dean beside him with a cold face.

"Of course." The dean smiled and nodded, while instructing his assistant to arrange these things.

Across the glass room, Martha was lying quietly on the hospital bed. Kino waved his hand to signal irrelevant people to leave: "Please leave, so many people will only disturb the patient's rest."

"Then, Mr. Jino, please feel free to contact me if you have any questions!" The dean led everyone to retreat with a smile on his face, and the two daughters of Lana and Clark were alone in the corridor.

Came over to see my friends,

"Kino, thank you." Clark walked over and patted his friend on the shoulder with great emotion.

"It's a small matter, what did the doctor say?"

Jino didn't take it seriously and caught a glimpse of Jonathan nodding to him with a grateful face. This honest and simple man could only express his inner gratitude in this clumsy way.

Clark sighed, looked worriedly at his adoptive mother on the hospital bed and said, "The situation is not optimistic."

"The doctor said she was infected with some kind of strange virus that made her weak and weak."

"Your mother couldn't have contracted the virus out of thin air. There must be a reason."

The young man turned to Clark and said, "Think carefully, what happened?"

"Where was Martha and what was she doing when you found her?"

"What to do?" Clark tilted his head and thought, and then clapped his hands suddenly as if he suddenly understood: "I remembered that when I found Martha, she was in the barn, and she seemed to want to help me hide the spaceship. .”

"That's the problem, it's the spaceship." Gino hugged Clark's neck and lowered his voice: "It's possible that that thing was contaminated with some space virus in the universe."

"so."

"Find the ship."

Clark nodded repeatedly: "I'll go right away!"

The older boy hurried down the hallway, leaving a confused Lana and Chloe behind.

Looking at Clark's passing figure, Gino thought for a while and decided to follow him to see how the situation would develop.

"Kino." Jonathan called to the boy who was about to leave.

"Mr. Jonathan." The young man nodded politely, stopped and asked Jonathan what he wanted to do with his eyes.

"Thank you very much for your help." Jonathan sighed and stretched out his arms: "I was wrong in the past. I can't deny a group of people because of one person. My mind is too narrow."

Jonathan was about to say something, but not far away, the doctor in charge of Martha came to Kino and Jonathan with the medical records.

"Mr. Kent." The doctor handed the medical record to Jonathan: "Your wife is pregnant."

The light words seemed to weigh heavily on Jonathan's heart, causing him to open his eyes wide and look confused.

"Aba Aba?" Jonathan opened his mouth wide, unable to speak a word.

The doctor handed over the medical records and left, but after a long time, the man realized it and took a breath of air.

"Pregnant? Martha is pregnant!?"

Jonathan couldn't describe whether he was feeling excited, shocked, or confused.

Many years ago, the hospital had already detected that Martha would never be pregnant in her life, but now, his wife has his child, the fruit of their love!

Jino glanced at the medical record in Jonathan's hand, but he was thoughtful.

"Uh-huh!"

The extremely fast air waves stir up dust.

Dewdrops cling to the grass and trees on a farm after a heavy rain.

Clark jumped over the ruined barn door that he had smashed, and glanced across the barn.

The spaceship that carried him to the earth was quietly placed on the wooden board.

Clark slowly walked towards the aircraft, intending to explore whether the aircraft infected Martha with the virus.

One step at a time, as the distance got closer, the spacecraft slowly began to tremble at the same time.

"what happened?"

Before Clark could react, a bright purple halo lit up at the tail of the spacecraft, and then it suddenly rushed out of the barn like a sharp arrow.

"Bang!"

The wooden board shattered, and the drop-shaped aircraft pierced the air and threw a sonic boom in the air, flying straight towards the west side of the town like a stream of light.

"Damn it!" Clark frowned, regardless of being stunned, he held his head high and chased in the direction the spacecraft left.

Although the small spacecraft was small in shape, it was extremely fast. It only took a short second to glide over the town and roar into the quarry where Clark and Gino had visited before.

It seemed that the mysterious cave was attracting the spacecraft. The aircraft broke into pieces of soil and entered the cave, then crashed into the stone wall.

"Bang!" There was a loud sound, and the prismatic stone originally embedded in the groove of the spacecraft fell into the corner.

Losing power and energy, the originally "manic" flight slowly came to a standstill.

The kinetic energy of the purple light at the tail extinguished and fell to the ground, followed closely by Clark who rushed into the cave like a gust of wind with a nervous look on his face.

"Got you!"

Clark crouched down and lifted the ship.

It's heavy to start with and feels smooth.

Clark put the spaceship on his back, jumped out of the cave with a slight jump, and then swung his legs like a strong wind rushing towards his farm.

As Clark's body swayed, the gap in the spacecraft bumped again. Some green dust filled the air along with Clark's running, and then entered the respiratory tract along the boy's breathing.

When Clark raised his legs and ran into a dense forest, the next moment, a feeling of weakness swept through Clark's body.

"Well!"

The muscles are weak and the legs are soft, as if thousands of ants are crawling across the inner thighs, and like feathers caressing the soles of the feet.

"Plop!"

Clark closed his eyes and suddenly fell into the jungle. His beautiful cheek hit the dirt. The spaceship that was originally carried on his back fell and splashed some mud in the mud.

Gotham.

Wayne Manor.

As Gotham's richest man, Bruce is busy.

At night, he is busy fighting crime as Batman, while during the day, he needs to act as the richest man in Gotham and be busy in various social venues and company meetings.

"This is today's company to-do list." Afu, the loyal butler of the Wayne family, dragged a stack of documents on his desk.

"There are still so many." A wry smile flashed across Bruce's lips while sitting on the sofa.

The weight of the document even made the table shake slightly.

Bruce leaned down slightly and pulled out the red copy from the colorful labels attached to the lower right corner of the document.

That was a report on the Smallville Township branch of Wayne Industries.

Bruce spread out the documents, his originally peaceful brows furrowed slightly, with a strange look on his face: "A werewolf attack? And a mysterious cave?"