Little Cute Survival Guide [Comprehensive English and American]

Both the darkness and the light are fading at a rapid rate. Countless brilliant and wonderful light spots spin and merge rapidly, and finally fall silent, opening up another fantasy world for Xiao Miaoluo.

Asal opened his eyes, only to realize that in just a split second, he had already left Kalubi and the Gap of Death, and came to a place that looked extremely strange.

This seems to be someone's bedroom. The single bed is covered with blue and white checked sheets, and the edge of the wooden bedside table is slightly worn. The furnishings are monotonous and simple. It is a poor family.

"Should be male bedroom, single adult male."

Asal carefully inspected the surrounding environment, and he didn't think that Kalubi would send her here for no reason: "I'm glad you took a cup of tea, thank you for not sending me to the bathroom."

Even if the folk customs of the Tang Dynasty are open, the bedroom is quite a private place. Although the men's bedroom is not as beautiful as a boudoir, it is very offensive for Asar to come uninvited.

Xiao Miaoluo checked the glass, and Qiuqiu followed her on patrol with her tail upright. The Persian cat's fur was so long that it rolled around on the floor like a snow ball.

Asal's face turned green, and he refused: "I'm a clean freak, don't ask me to hug you when you're done, I won't hug you."

Of course Qiuqiu didn’t understand, it didn’t take two steps, its nose suddenly itch and itchy, it couldn’t help but squeeze its ears and sneezed, it couldn’t get used to it, it shook Mao Mao vigorously, looked at Asar aggrievedly, and said coquettishly :"Meow meow meow--"

"——! I told you that I have a cleanliness, don't come over after getting lost, I won't hug you...Okay, okay, don't meow!"

Asar "reluctantly" picked up the little chubby cat, wiped its dirty little paw pads with his snow-white cuff, and said, "Stop barking, okay? You interrupted my thinking."

She snorted and rubbed her fingertips against the handle of the closet, feeling some inconspicuous dust.

No one has lived here for a long time, and the closet hasn't been opened for several months, so it's dusty, but the room looks clean, probably because someone cleaned it recently.

Qiuqiu brought the wet tip of his nose closer, sniffed for a while, then turned his head in disgust: "Meow, meow..."

Asar wiped his fingertips with a handkerchief, and ruthlessly accused it: "Stop meowing, as a cat, you are more harmful to rhinitis patients during the moulting season than dust."

Qiuqiu turned her head angrily and pointed her butt at her.

Asar, who is a canine control, pretended not to see it, and patted its soft hairy buttocks casually, and then noticed a group photo on the bedside table, so he picked it up and examined it carefully.

It's a bit strange.

The painters of the Tang Dynasty admired the rich and brilliant colors, which were quite different from the elegant ink and wash style of the past, but even so, Asar had never seen such a realistic portrait.

It seems to be a couple in the group photo. Although they both have black hair, they don't look like people from the Tang Dynasty. Instead, they both have high noses and deep eyes from the Western Regions, which makes Asal a little friendly.

The woman in the portrait is beautiful and charming, with thick curly black hair, confident and powerful, but Asar is well-informed, such as the famous Gongsun sisters, Master's sweetheart, Yu Rui, one of the three wise men in the world, Concubine Yang Gui, who is so beautiful... I don't think she is so beautiful.

Instead, it was the seemingly ordinary man, who was wearing a face pendant. Asal almost ignored him at first glance, but after a long time, he felt more and more that something was wrong.

Xiao Miaoluo stared at the man in the photo, and said suspiciously: "What's wrong..."

He was clearly an ordinary man, nothing special could be seen, he neither wore gold, silver, nor orange weapons, his tailor-made clothes were inappropriately cut, and even his face was ordinary... huh?

Asal's hands trembled in shock, because the man in the portrait became more and more handsome, and he was directly upgraded from a soldier, a disciple, a thief, and a thief, to the level of Kalubi and Ye Ying!

... Even Tang Wule, who is proficient in disguise, can't change it so fast, let alone this is just a portrait.

The Sixteen vaguely felt something was wrong, and with a thought, he put the photo frame into his pear velvet silk bag.

At this moment, there was an extremely slight "click" sound from outside the bedroom, as if someone had returned.

Feeling guilty, Asal quickly put away the ball that was boring to play with its tail and entered the invisible state. Fortunately, the bedroom door was not closed, otherwise she really wouldn't be able to take the opportunity to sneak into the living room to see who came back.

After a sound of changing shoes, a beautiful but exhausted black-haired woman appeared in front of Asar. She was wearing a dark blue lady's suit and had a delicate work card pinned to her chest. It was probably her name—Daily Planet Louis Lane.

It was the woman Asar had just seen in the portrait.

She looked so tired, as if she was about to be unable to bear the pressure of life, but instead of going back to the bedroom to rest immediately, she picked up the group photo in the living room - the photo the protagonist and Asar saw in the bedroom Same.

"Clark..."

She watched for a while, tears gradually filled those heroic and charming eyes, and finally turned her head unbearably, lay down on the sofa and sobbed softly.

The uninvited guest Asal was a little embarrassed, and she was a little at a loss when she bumped into other people's privacy, not to mention she didn't know whether she should show up to comfort her.

But now she knows the names of the protagonists in the portraits. One is Louis Lane and the other is Clark. The couple probably broke up?The woman still keeps the man's bedroom and cleans it for him regularly.

Xiao Miaoluo even thought a little bored: Look, she is crying so sadly, it really is troublesome to find love.

The black-haired beauty cried for a while, and went to the kitchen to process some ingredients. Asal noticed that she also cut two round, bright red beautiful fruits, which were rich in juice, smelled sweet and sour, and tasted like very good.

The types of food in the Western Regions are very monotonous. On the contrary, the delicacies in the Central Plains are diverse. Dozens of pastries can be made, but even in the most prosperous cities of Yangzhou and Luoyang, Asar has never seen such beautiful fruits. .

It's really beautiful, like the eyes of the master, or the ruby ​​on the scimitar, I really want to taste it...

Xiao Miaoluo was salivating, and Louis had just cut the tomatoes when the door of the living room rang again. Although her eyes were still red, she had to wipe away her tears and go to check.

Asar finally couldn't bear the temptation, secretly took two slices of tomatoes and left a ruby ​​as compensation.

With a tomato slice in her mouth, she followed lightly into the living room, tasting it in small sips, while watching the two newcomers comfort the crying black-haired beauty.

Martha, who lost her beloved son, also had wet eyes. She patted Louis on the shoulder and comforted him gently: "It's okay, Louis, don't be afraid, we will be here with you."

Louis hugged her back. She was not in a high mood, but she still managed to show a polite smile, and said a little tiredly, "I should have contacted you earlier."

"No, it's not too late honey, we all need time to accept this, me and you, we are all the same."

Martha's expression darkened for a moment, and their eyes fell on the handsome man in the photo at the same time as Apollo, and said softly: "Accept the fact of losing Clark...Louis, I know you are in pain, but life Keep going, Clark doesn't want to see this."

Oh... so this "Clark" has passed away.

Asal listened for a while, and probably understood their relationship. It was obvious that Louis and Clark were a pair of fateful couples. As a result, the man had an accident and went to see Mingzun, and his parents came to comfort the daughter-in-law who hadn't been married yet.

But... does this have anything to do with her mission?

Xiao Miaoluo was puzzled with the tomato slices in her mouth.

Then the brunette beauty wiped away her tears, regained her composure, and said, "I swear I love him...even though we've lost him, life goes on, especially with the fakes that have been popping up lately, I have to go Check properly."

After all, the body of Superman has not been found yet. What if the physiological structure of Kryptonians is different from that of humans?In case their definitions of death are different, even if there is only a one in ten thousand possibility, Louis is willing to wait.

Hearing this, Asar's ears turned red. The little girl knew that eavesdropping was not good, but she envied Louis for being able to express her love so bluntly, unlike herself...

Xiao Miaoluo snorted, and refused to admit it: "Who loves it or not? It's so clear, it's so gross..."

It's just a pity that her lover is no longer there.

Xiao Miaoluo looked at Louis sympathetically, lamented the tragic fate of the beauty for a second, and then heard her continue: "Although I don't want to admit it...but Superman is dead."

Asar hesitated: "...?" Wait a minute?

No, wait a minute, what did you say?Who is dead?I didn't hear you just now. Say it again?

The black-haired beauty satisfied her, and Louis said with a firm expression: "The metropolis has lost its patron saint, but not all fakes can bear his code name..."

Speaking of this, Louis' expression couldn't help but drop for a moment, but this strong and independent beauty soon got up again and said, "I wonder if these new guys will... what is the relationship."

Asal: "..."

Asal fell into a huge crisis in his life!

Caught off guard, the sudden death message of the mission target, like a drum beating, or a spring thunder piercing through late winter, rushed into Asar's mind with a torrent of information—she completely crashed .

Xiao Miaoluo was stunned, her eyes were dazed, and her usually proud expression became dull, as if there were a hundred little bees buzzing around her mind.

The little girl couldn't hear what Louis said after that. She didn't even eat the tomato, and only a few big words in capital letters were left in her mind-"Superman is dead".

Superman is dead.

Superman is dead.

Superman is dead.

Assal the marmot screamed: Ah! ! ! ! !

This is what the mission scroll says: Mingjiao, Asal—Superman, but who the hell would have thought that the Superman in this world is already dead!dead! !

The start collapsed, Asar thought: the mentality has collapsed.

The author has something to say:

Dynasty of Superman is the follow-up to the death of Superman. It is neither injustice nor a lord. I chose this background because I like this Connor and it is convenient for the snapping of the fingers next door. Learn about DC animated movies, DC animation is much better than real people.

The topic of this article: Who is Superman?