The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Hearing the system prompt, Mike was startled.

The system has not moved for three years, and now there is movement...

He looked at the two children.

"No way."

From the time the child's mother said the names of the two people, a hunch appeared in his heart, and now...

He quickly scanned the system.

Sure enough, the interface of the system has changed.

Host: Mike Kent.

Newbie Gift: Assassin Time.

Ability: Memory fantasy materializes.

Current Ability Level: LV1.

Current upgrade progress: 54%.

Son: Clark Kent (Kryptonian).

Son: Eric Kent (mutant, unawakened).

Son: Charles Kent (mutant, unawakened).

Eric, Charles...

What's the situation?

Mike couldn't help scratching his head.

If it was really the two people in my memory, how could they become twin brothers?

If not, that would be a coincidence.

He looked at the two little guys with a helpless expression.

Just then, the doctor and nurse came in.

"Take care of yourself!"

"Sorry!"

Mike: "..."

After a short stay in the hospital and leaving the two babies in the care of the hospital, Mike buried Olivia in the town cemetery before Clark left school.

There is no photo on the tombstone, just a name.

The heavy rain was still falling, as if washing the whole world.

Mike stood quietly facing the tombstone for a while, opened and closed his mouth. After saying something to him, he slowly turned around and left, then went to the kindergarten to pick up Clark, and rushed to the hospital with the little guy.

"Dad, where are we going?"

Seeing that it was not the way home, Clark asked Mike curiously.

"I'm going to show you two people." Mike said mysteriously, "How is it? Was the first day of school unhappy? Did you meet any new friends?"

Clark nodded excitedly: "Of course there are! All the kids my age, I think I can hit five of them with one punch!"

"Hit?" Mike's eyes jumped and he said, "Did you hit someone?"

"No, no!" Clark hurriedly shook his head and said, "That's how I describe it!"

"How is the teacher? Do you like it?"

"I like it!" Clark nodded, then said, "Dad, can you marry my teacher?"

"?" Mike blinked: "Why?"

"Because you don't have a wife yet! I'm very anxious!"

The corners of Mike's mouth twitched wildly, and said, "Look at your father's appearance, doesn't it seem like he can't find a wife?"

Clark thought for a while, rolled his eyes, and said, "Like!"

"Stinky boy!" Mike scolded with a smile: "Wait when I get home and beat your ass!"

Clark giggled, made a face at Mike, turned his head to look out, his face collapsed, and said loudly, "Dad, why did you bring me to the hospital!?"

Mike deliberately sneered: "Hehe, what do you think!?"

Clark's little face turned pale, and he said with a sad face, "I don't want an injection!"

Mike got out of the car, picked up Clark, and said, "This is up to you!"

Clark struggled with his little arms and calves in the air.

Mike smiled secretly, put the little guy under his arm, and walked towards the hospital.

In fact, Clark's health is very good, and he has never suffered from any diseases or injections since he was a child.

The reason why he was afraid was because he watched other children cry when they had injections, so he was only afraid.

Clark shrugged his head, and didn't raise his little head until Mike put him down.

"Um?"

His eyes were instantly attracted by the two little guys who were sleeping.

"Dad, they are..."

He looked at Mike in surprise.

"From today, they are your younger brothers."

"Yohoo!"

Clark cheered.

Mike 'shush', Clark hurriedly covered his mouth and said to Mike anxiously, "Dad, can we take them away?"

"Not yet, we have to wait a few days."

"Oh!"

Clark responded, lying on the edge of the bed, smiling silly at the two little guys.

After a while in the hospital, the father and son returned home.

The next few days passed peacefully as Mike set up the room for the two upcoming little guys.

It wasn't until Mike took Eric and Charles home that the peaceful days turned into a mess.

Today is Sunday.

Clark is on vacation at home.

When picking up the two little guys, Mike put them into the baby room and let Clark watch the two little guys. After calling himself, Mike came downstairs.

Bob has something to look for him.

When it took more than ten minutes to deal with what Bob told him and poured himself a cup of coffee, Clark screamed shrilly.

"Dad! Come on!"

Mike calmly walked upstairs with coffee and shouted to Clark, "What's the matter?"

"They look like shit!"

Mike smiled slightly, he had expected this for a long time, and after Clark's baptism, he could do it without being surprised.

"Pull it!"

Mike went upstairs slowly.

Clark showed his head from the door of the room, and said to Mike with a look of horror: "Dad, it's disgusting! Vomit..."

"Haha!" Mike smiled, patted Clark's head and walked in, then...

"Ugh... poof!"

A sip of coffee spewed straight out.

I saw two little guys crying loudly, covered in gold rubbish...

Mike's mouth twitched, and he said to Clark, "Why did you take the diaper away?"

Clark pinched his nose and said aggrievedly: "They were crying, I wanted to see why, so I pulled them away."

Mike put the coffee aside and said, "Go! Bring me a basin of warm water."

"Oh!"

Clark escaped and ran out of the room. Mike shook his head, picked up a tissue and wiped the bodies of the two little guys. After Clark fetched water, he wiped the bodies of the two little guys and picked them up and put them on the bed. .

"Wow, it's clean!"

Clark stood happily beside the bed.

Mike took two diapers, bent down and said to Clark, "The next step is to change them..."

Nourishes...

Before the words were finished, two warm water jets poured over Mike and Clark's faces.

The father and son stiffened, Mike twitched the corners of his mouth, and said, "It's good to be familiar."

"Wow!"

Clark broke down and ran into the bathroom.

"Ha ha!"

Mike smiled happily and wiped it casually with the paper.

Luckily he hired a babysitter, otherwise he would have killed Stryker a hundred more times every day!

"Two troublemakers!"

Shaking and smiling at the two little guys, Mike wiped the two little guys.

And this wipe is three years.

Three years later……

When brothers Eric and Charles were three, Clark was finally six.

The two little guys are more troublesome than Clark, but as they grow up, they also begin to understand slowly.

"I'll be free when I throw you in kindergarten next month!"

Mike looked at the two brothers who were scrambling together again, and sighed in his heart. When he was about to go to separate the two, the phone rang.