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dodge.
It was as if a battle was taking place.
“Ian is the MVP. Aunt Diana isn’t just a freeloader; she’s also stopping Ian from digging up the dungeon chests.” Ian, who was tied up, remained expressionless and did not comply.
He uttered a single sentence without any emotion.
Louise spoke first.
Diana was thus spared from being rear-ended in public by a car.
She certainly won't get hurt.
But it's also very embarrassing.
"Ian is the MVP, but Aunt Diana is not only a free winner, she also stopped Ian from digging up the dungeon chests."
talking.
Ian grew another mimicking spider leg and used it to pour a vial of medicine into his mouth—he held back, though; if he really started kicking, he would have collected more than four legs.
"Coo coo coo~"
Ian drank it all in one gulp.
[Savage Tyrant Experience Points +11]
[Savage Tyrant Experience Points +9]
[Savage Tyrant Experience Points +9]
……
The chemicals Luther used for his bio-enhancing experiments were significantly inferior to those used by the Gotham Monster.
Its effectiveness is diminishing.
Also normal.
After all, he was carrying more than a dozen military backpacks.
By this time, half of it had been drunk.
【Savage Tyrant lv10 [4145/5120]】
The value of Luther's dozen or so factories is just so-so. What Ian is unhappy about is that he still has a dozen or so factories that he hasn't explored yet—Old Deng from the Justice League didn't even open the treasure chests after finishing the dungeon!
And he's not allowed to touch it!
Is Wonder Woman, this old woman, even a normal person?
Unreasonable!
"Ian is the MVP, and Aunt Diana not only won by doing nothing, but also stopped Ian from digging for dungeon treasure chests." The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and Ian started repeating himself again.
"Can you please stop repeating that?! You've said it over three hundred times!"
Diana was furious.
Her response was still the same: "Ian is the MVP."
Diana was furious.
far away.
Louise is calming the car.
Wonder Woman looked around but couldn't see Superman. She couldn't find anyone who could help her deal with Ian, and she was already starting to regret volunteering to capture the kid.
"Ian is the MVP. Aunt Diana isn't just a passive winner; she's also stopping Ian from digging up the dungeon chests." Just as Ian was repeating himself again, Wonder Woman grabbed his hair.
“Um… Diana.” Mera, Aquaman’s wife, who had been observing for a long time, couldn’t help but speak up, “It’s obviously abnormal that Superman’s son keeps saying the same thing.”
"Could it be because of the rope you gave him?" As someone who appreciates good looks, she felt that this handsome young man must have his reasons, not to mention that she also knew that Ian had saved her and Aquaman once.
“Yes, that’s the reason.” Ian’s expression suddenly changed, and he gave the Queen a bright smile. “Aunt Mera, you’re such a kind person. You seem so understanding.”
"I apologize for my previous malicious speculation about you."
The boy's words startled the sea queen slightly.
"Malicious speculation?"
She felt somewhat bewildered and wore a completely blank expression.
"You don't actually believe his nonsense, do you? He just said it was for this reason, and that was a lie!" Diana was so angry that she felt like she was getting demigod hypertension.
"The Lasso of Truth is completely useless against him! When I first tied him up, he said I was the best in the Justice League! But when I tried to take him away, he changed his tune! He turned on me faster than any of the bad guys I've ever met!"
Speaking of bad guys.
Diana seemed to have thought of something.
"You're not Zeus in disguise, are you? Are you deliberately messing with my mind?" Wonder Woman was clearly provoked, and her blood pressure was indeed extremely high. She tried to grab Ian's face, but Ian dodged her.
"Huh? If I were Zeus, would you dare use this thing to bind me? That would be utterly rebellious! Hmm, I guess I could be Zeus too." Ian took a step back and jumped backward, instantly leaping eight hundred meters away with the Lasso of Truth.
"..."
Wonder Woman stands with her hands on her hips.
Gritting teeth.
"Clark!"
She was shouting.
not far away.
Jordan and Jonathan watched this scene in silence.
Jonathan was amazed by Ian's jumping ability.
Jordan seemed to be deep in thought.
"The stuff Ian drank looked like enhancement potions..."
Jordan stared at his younger brother Ian's military backpack, which was jingling inside. He knew that Ian must have smuggled some technology and tough stuff from some lab again.
"My dad said that normal people can't drink it, and they'll die if they do."
Jonathan turned to look at Jordan.
I don't quite understand what Jordan was thinking.
"Would you like a drink?"
He was somewhat worried that his second brother was becoming obsessed with the pursuit of power.
however.
Brother, you're really overthinking things.
"You're saying... Kryptonian blood can enhance ordinary people, right? If I were to sell my blood, it would have to be more expensive than normal blood, wouldn't it?"
Ian, the second brother, has always had a unique perspective.
"????"
Jonathan was completely dumbfounded.
"You're going to sell your blood?"
He frowned immediately after regaining his senses.
“No, no, no.” Jordan waved his hand. “I want to sell something else, something similar to blood, but more expensive… Well, from what I know, it’s much more expensive than blood, and I just want to grab something and run.”
He stammered.
Some of the statements were vague.
All are family.
Jonathan knew perfectly well what Jordan was going to sell.
"are you crazy?"
His eyes widened.
I genuinely think that Jordan's thought process is sometimes even more bizarre than Ian's.
"No...sigh, you wouldn't understand, I'm short of money." Jordan seemed genuinely desperate for cash. Jonathan offered some kind words of comfort and said he could provide some financial assistance.
This finally dissuaded Jordan from the idea of selling his children and grandchildren.
Just at this time.
What are you talking about?
Clark descended from the sky with a dark expression.
This is the most severely damaged ruin, and there are hardly any residents left.
The survivors were all properly resettled.
After all, there's Wayne Enterprises.
And then there's the Quinn Group, which, belatedly, entered the rescue effort with even greater fanfare. The two groups were essentially competing to see who was more charitable, so the disaster victims were immediately housed in the cleared areas.
There are many tents there.
"What do you mean, 'didn't say anything'? You didn't say anything at all." As soon as Jordan saw his dad coming over, he immediately put on an expression that said, "I didn't do anything."
He tried to change the subject.
"I was just curious after seeing Ian's situation... If ordinary people drank your blood, or something else, would they also become stronger?"
Jordan and Jonathan both looked at Clark.
Clark was taken aback.
Frowning slightly.
His gaze swept back and forth between his two sons.
"No."
He answered very decisively.