[Zhongyingmei] An alien cub fell from the sky

"Dad, why did you go today?" Clark, who didn't want to continue discussing the dark history, tried to turn the topic away from himself. After all, who didn't meet a few scumbags when they were young?

That's what Lex Luthor said.

"I went to the Rock of Eternity, got a new wand, and some interesting things." Jonathan was in a good mood today, so he didn't make things difficult for Clark.

"Magic," Clark sighed, "Is it really impossible for me to learn magic?"

In the entire Justice League, the more famous weakness than Batman's weak dog may be the Flash's flat fall and Superman's fear of magic.Although relying on the thickness of the blood bar that can't be seen at a glance, Clark can also ignore damage-type magic, but those control-type magic often bring him great trouble

If you can master a little bit of magic, maybe you won't be so passive?

"Magic? You? Impossible, impossible." Jonathan shook his head decisively.

It's quite sad to say it, obviously they all like magic, but the magic talent of the three members of the Kent family is worse than the other.On the contrary, Jonathan is taller than shorter.Martha won't say much, as for Clark, that's not called poor talent, it's called impossible to learn magic.

What is magic?Although in the eyes of many spellcasters, magic, like science, follows a set of basic laws, and it also requires hard study and mastering according to certain methods and laws...

But no matter what, the essence of magic remains the same—it is ideal, beyond all physical rules and definitions.

On the other hand, although Clark's ability seems very "physical", in essence, Superman is also an out-and-out product of idealism!

Where is the limit of Superman's ability?Almost no one knows.Because the limit of Superman's ability depends on only one element-where does he think the limit of his ability is.

Such an outright, the greatest product of idealism, naturally cannot master the elementary power of idealism such as magic.Of course, this is just to say that Clark himself has no magical talent. If external forces intervene, he can still master magical power.

However, Jonathan reckons that such an external force must at least be a ghost, a bigwig like Sangong.

In fact, from Jonathan's cognition, it's not that there is no magic suitable for Clark. For example, those evil magics that sacrifice vitality are quite suitable for Clark.This kind of magic is often so simple that ordinary people can use it, but the price is high. It just so happens that Clark's vitality is almost endless, and as long as it is not exhausted all at once, it will recover quickly under the yellow sun.

It's just that it's really unnecessary. Superman in his peak state can shatter the universe with his fists, distort cause and effect, and doesn't need those crooked ways at all.

If I really want to say, Jonathan thinks that the moon magic is the most suitable for Clark, especially the summoning of heroic spirit servants.After converting physical strength and vitality into magic power, Clark can almost achieve unlimited mana replenishment, and there is no problem at all with supporting the servant's treasure...

If it happens to call Karna, Tamazamae, or strengthened Gawain and other followers with "sun" attributes, they can even recharge each other to form a perpetual motion machine - the sun is just a catalyst for the Kryptonians , The power source of the Kryptonians is very idealistic, so the issue of energy conservation is not involved.

It's a pity that Britain in this world doesn't have a clock tower, and the strongest magic tower in the world is Dr. Fate's Tower of Fate.

"It's a pity..." Clark was still very regretful, even if it was him, he wouldn't think he was too capable, would he?

"It's nothing to be sorry about. If you want to get anything, you have to pay a price. For example, I have to pay for this harvest now." Jonathan rolled up his sleeves and took the dishes back to the kitchen.

He has to start making cakes.

Oh, by the way, there are also ice cream and popsicles, but this is simple, they are all in stock, even in winter, who makes the Kent family of four have better physique than the other?

……

Most of the daily life of the Kent family is like this, plain, boring, and unpretentious. The family gathers together, enjoys food, chats about trivial things in life, gossip in the small town, world wars, magic in heaven and hell, and so on.

However, the atmosphere in Wayne's house was not so happy at this time.In other words, in a place like Gotham, there has never been real joy.

Especially Jason, who had just attended a secret funeral, looked even more dull at this moment, unable to accept the reality.

Barbara Gordon, daughter of the Gotham Police Chief and also Batgirl, has been assisting Batman with Bruce's help and training.

Although Barbara does not live in Wayne Manor, everyone knows that she is also a member of this family, a member of the Bat family.When Jason first arrived, like any older sister, Barbara took great care of him.

Much more reliable than Bruce and Dick, two men who haven't passed puberty yet.

And now, Barbara was lying in the grave.Neither Jason nor Dick was able to see her for the last time, but just watched her coffin fall into the ground.With a simple funeral attended by no more than ten people, a young girl was completely buried.

"Barbara...is dead?" Jason murmured blankly, "You just let her die like this?"

"No one let her die, the clown killed her." Bruce whispered, "It was a mistake, I was in the watchtower, busy getting back Superman and...you, didn't think about Gotham .Dick is also on the Teen Titans side, and Barbara is the only one left in Gotham. Fortunately, she was targeted because of Commissioner Gordon, and the Joker only thought she was Commissioner Gordon's daughter, not Batgirl..."

Before Bruce could finish, he was interrupted by a sudden punch.

Really interrupted.

Batman could dodge it, of course, but the punch that landed on the left side of his face was from Jason—AKA current Robin.

"Wrong...Fortunately...it was Barbara! And you let her die!" Jason gritted his teeth angrily, trembling all over.

"Watch your attitude, boy! That's my girlfriend, my girl!" Dick was also angry, or rather, he had been suppressing his anger, "No one would let Barbara die, but tragedy It just happened."

"So? You guys, no, we still can't do anything, can't we do anything!"

"What? Beat Bruce? Because the clown is his responsibility?" Dick avoided Jason's fist and kicked Jason in the stomach mercilessly. "Then I did it before you, right face."

"You know what I'm saying, some things we have to do, some people should be..."

"Enough! Jason!" Bruce finally made a move to stop the two Robins who were fighting each other. "We all know that some bottom lines shouldn't be..."

"Let him finish, Bruce, let him finish!" Dick growled. "When will you learn to listen?!"

"We should kill the clown." Jason said bluntly this time. "No one should be hurt by that madman again! Barbara wasn't the first, but she should be the last!"

Bruce looked at Jason in disappointment. He didn't expect Jason to be so impulsive after so long, like a fire burning forever...

A fire that might burn himself.

Bruce looked at Dick again, only to be even more disappointed to find that even Dick...didn't say anything this time.As Robin who followed Batman the longest, Bruce thought that Dick would understand those principles better, the bottom line they should stick to.

Although Dick just didn't speak, Bruce knew Dick so well that he was already on Jason's side.

"Barbara is our family, and we all know this," Bruce said dully, "but we shouldn't break those untouchable bottom lines in order to avenge our family, we chose this for justice." business..."

There was no anger, no punches, just the disappointed eyes of the two teenagers.

"What if, I mean if, Bruce," Dick said quietly, "this time it was me? Or Jason? What would you do?"

"I..." Bruce opened his mouth, and it was difficult to face such an assumption. It is unavoidable for anyone to have human feelings, but for Bruce, Barbara is also a family member. Use distance to measure the relationship between family members.

"I don't know..." Bruce was a little frustrated, "Well, if you really want to know, Barbara isn't dead yet."

"what!"

"what!"

"Joker was not a sharpshooter, and his shot hit Barbara in the spine, but she didn't kill her instantly. Barbara may never get up again, but she is still alive, but we think the most So that the clown can confirm her death, this pair of follow-up plans..."

"Boom! Boom!"

Another two punches hit Bruce hard, but this time he didn't hit the face.

This was the first time Jason saw Dick so angry, and he was even a little scared. He thought the golden boy had always been a good tempered person.

"This punch is for those damn plans of yours! The plan to keep calm forever!"

"This punch is because you actually want to hide the truth from us! Me and Jason! Who else do you want to trust? Bruce?"

"Hey, Dick..." Bruce clutched the place where he was hit, even if it was him, it wouldn't feel good to be hit twice by Dick with all his strength, "I..."

"You warned us not to be consumed by vengeful rage, but in my opinion, it was you, Bruce. You just kept getting revenge, and that vortex will eventually consume everyone, everyone close to you. Dick seemed to have calmed down, less outraged. "That's why I left Gotham, Bruce, and if it wasn't for Barbara's funeral, I wouldn't have come back at all. Now I know, it was the damn right decision." "

Dick didn't say anything more to Bruce, just turned around and left Wayne Manor: "It took me a long time to recognize my own path, but Jason hasn't, I hope you can treat Jason better, at least better than me Be nice."

……

"I... I'm sorry to trouble you." After a long time, Dick finally spoke again.

"It's nothing, Dick, I said you can always ask me for help," Clark handed Dick a glass of milk. "Feeling better?"

"Thank you, Clark."

"What about you and Bruce..." Clark hesitated, but still asked tentatively.

"No, at least don't mention that name to me now."

"Okay." Clark shrugged. There was nothing he could do about father-son conflicts, and he had no experience. After all, he was still a happy unmarried person.Considering that I have a boyfriend, it is unlikely that I will have a biological child in the future.Rather, in every sense, Dick and Jason are more like his children.

It is even difficult for Clark to find some reference standards. After all, his family relationship is still harmonious, and he and Jonathan are more often fighting wits...

"So, Dick, what do you want to do next?"

"I'll probably go to Bludhaven. I applied to the Police Academy there and plan to go to university."

"Before then? The school should not start now, right? Where are you going? Of course, you can stay here if you want. I gave you my apartment key before, remember?"

"Thank you, but I should... go to Titan Tower?"

"Then there is nothing to arrange. In this case, I have a suggestion..."

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感谢在2020-08-1018:24:36~2020-08-1103:02:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Xiaojieji, Aze 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: (●.●), 10 bottles of Aze; 2 bottles of Xiaomei; 1 bottle of Dream;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!