[Zhongyingmei] An alien cub fell from the sky

"Left, right, don't forget the top, well done... Flaws! Give me a hammer!"

"Oh! This hurts! Uncle!"

Ye Yi tried to dodge with a nimble somersault. He dodged the hammer head, but he couldn't dodge the hammer handle that suddenly changed his move. Even if he used the double sticks to support him in time, he was still firmly pumped into the abdomen because of the force suppression.

"Hey! It was promised that you don't know how to use weapons!"

"That was the second game, boy, this is already the fourth game." Jonathan stretched out his hand and pulled Dick up from the ground, "But you are improving very quickly, and you played well."

After Martha left, Jonathan and Dick were the only ones left at home. Apart from doing farm work and playing games together, the itchy Jonathan couldn't help calling Dick to discuss a few games. When Martha was around, Jonathan would not Dare to be serious with children.

Dick was also happy to play with Jonathan, but at the beginning, he really just planned to "play", and didn't have much expectation for Jonathan's physical skills.

Then it was a big loss.

Even without mentioning those unpredictable weapons that appeared suddenly, Jonathan could suppress them with his own strength and fighting skills, enough for Dick to drink a pot.This was because Jonathan was afraid of dying from a critical strike, so he didn't dare to use long swords and daggers, and could only use weapons that he didn't use very often, such as hammers and maces.

In fact, in terms of skills, Jonathan is about [-]-[-] with Batman, at most slightly better, reaching the human limit level like Ms. Shiva.But Jonathan's strength is too strong. Although it is nothing compared to superhumans, it is close to the level of Captain America. With enough fighting skills, for ordinary superheroes like Nightwing, the suppression power is too great. big.

What's more, Jonathan's physical strength in battle seems to be endless, and he will never get tired!Who makes the battle not consume energy?

"It's harder to fight than Batman!" Dick complained. Of course, this was also because he didn't have those technological props at all, so the training was all based on physical skills, and most of them used some cold weapons.

However, Jonathan didn't use those black technology props and magic either.

After all, it is rare for Jonathan to have anyone to play with him.Clark can't, if Jonathan doesn't use kryptonite weapons, Clark can basically stand there without moving, and Jonathan will only hit his own hand.But if kryptonite weapons were used, then Clark would have to be beaten to the point of fleeing, unable to fight at all.

"Actually, you can ask Diana to help you with special training when you have time. I believe she can beat Bruce to the point of no defense without supernatural power. After all, she has more than 1000 years of combat experience." Jonathan clapped his hands, "But now, we still Let's have dinner first. Tonight we have beef stew, roast mushrooms, hash browns and parsnip soup, just in time for the parsnips and potatoes we planted."

"Then I must eat more!" Since coming to Kent Farm, Dick felt that he might have gained a few pounds this week. After all, the food is really good!There are always unlimited snacks and desserts!

But no matter what, this meal can't be saved tonight, not only because he will go back to Titan Tower tomorrow, but also because this is the first time Dick has grown food by himself!

"OK, you can eat as much as you want, and I'll pack some for you to take away tomorrow," Jonathan patted Dick on the back, "but first, you have to wash your hands, and clean yourself..."

"It's still hard for me to imagine that Superman's dad is a good fighter," Dick swallowed a chunk of beef with difficulty, "I mean, you know, Batman complains about Superman's poor fighting skills after every action. By the way, uncle, have you never trained Clark at all?"

"Training? Of course there is. We have done countless trainings to help Clark master his abilities." Jonathan said naturally, "But fighting skills? There really isn't, yes, not at all."

"Why?" Dick was very confused. "If Superman has professional training..."

"Then he won't be the current Clark." Jonathan shook his head, "Do you think Clark was born with Superman?"

"Uh, does it make a difference?"

"Of course, when Martha and I met Clark, he was just that old." Jonathan gestured with a plate, "Like any child, we don't know what Clark will do when he grows up, and he will like it." What. So, we are just going to help him master his abilities, not plan his life.

Clark's choice to be Superman is his own business, but not anyone else's, at least not what we expect of him.Yes, Clark has that ability, so I will train to better control the ability, the choice is always his own.But combat training?This is too much..."

Jonathan paused, as if he was thinking about how to express it: "If Clark had received strict combat training since he was a child, and regarded himself as a natural fighter, do you think he would still be what he is today, a reporter who lives off the pen? ?”

Dick probably understood that Superman's ability is innate, as long as he can control it well, it doesn't make much difference whether he trains or not.Combat training affects more, but mentality, and expectations for the future.

It would be so easy for anyone to raise a kid like Clark, teach him to be Superman, and help him rule the world.But making Superman Clark Kent, that's the really hard part.

"Actually, aren't you the same, kid?" Jonathan pointed at Dick with his chopsticks. Kent's house has a complete set of tableware. When there are not many guests, Jonathan can use whatever is convenient.

"I?"

"Batman trained you, gave you the ability to fight crime—of course that's only part of your ability—but it's always your choice to do those things, who you want to be."

"But... me and Batman..."

"There are a lot of differences, right?" Jonathan also has some understanding of Dick at this stage, "but we all know that your ability is not limited to that. You can be an athlete, a teacher, even an actor, a star, you Do whatever you set your mind to, and we all believe you can do it very well, very well. We also believe that as long as you are a good person, Bruce will support you in whatever you decide to do. But…”

"It's different! Me and Clark..."

"It's nothing different, you are all talented young people with extraordinary abilities..."

There is also a choice, and there will always be a choice.

But Dick still chose to become Nightwing, and at most he would have another "part-time job" as a policeman.This is his own choice, choosing what to fight for.

Batman is a hero, a mentor, and a father.Maybe he was never a good father, but at least Jonathan recognized one thing. The children he taught never chose to escape at any moment.

"I……"

"Wait!" Dick was about to say something, but Jonathan suddenly stood up and interrupted him, waved his hand nervously in the room, and summoned a holographic projection interface, "What happened? Orion? Megatron?"

"There is an energy explosion in Metropolis," a deep, magnetic, and somewhat mechanical voice sounded in the room, "It is the energy fluctuation of the Autobots. I don't know who it is, but whoever it is, his signaling device must be broken , temporarily unable to receive my signal."

"There are also Decepticon energy traces, standards, and foundations. It's just that the guys who came out of the assembly line ignored my orders for some reason." Another voice sounded more violent, "But if you can , I still hope that Superman will not dismantle them into slags for the time being, we have a deal, and I will deal with these slags myself!"

"Deceptical tiger? Haven't you noticed it all this time?"

"No, it stands to reason that Decepticons should have arrived on Earth a few years ago, but I haven't searched for a signal until now."

"Then they must have fallen into the hands of some humans, some humans with ulterior motives, they blocked the signal." Jonathan only thought about it, and quickly made a decision, "Yes, you can go to the metropolis in person, but someone must Go with you. I will bring enough teleportation totems for you to teleport directly to the desert mines, and neither the Autobots nor the Decepticons can let them fall into the hands of others, even if they are just wreckage."

Jonathan understands very deeply that in this world, wreckage is sometimes more troublesome than the body, especially when it is related to complex human beings.

If it wasn't for the late time, Jonathan was worried that he would be teleported directly back to the bed, and he would have to rush to Metropolis himself.The most important thing is that Martha hasn't come back yet, which shows that everything is still under control and the situation is not too troublesome.

"Dick, do you want to take a trip?"

"Nightwing at your service, sir. How did we... Whoa! Clark never told me that!"

Dick was amazed, who can explain to him why there is not only a truck in Superman's house, which looks poor all day long, but also a silver-white fighter jet?

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Add more pool: 23 (+2, nutrient solution +1, collection +1)

Returned: 8

Remaining: 17

PS: The new love is indeed used more than the old hobby!

Pps: For example, you can accompany me to play a lot of games that my old love can't do~

Ppps: Like Overwatch, World of Warcraft, etc...

感谢在2020-08-1818:45:57~2020-08-1823:52:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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