"You're going to deal with the spokesperson of the Crimson Lord?"

At Merlin's house, Raven, who was returning home for the weekend, asked while helping Merlin prepare potions in the alchemy laboratory:

"You want to get a deep ruby?"

"Hmm."

Merlin took the grinder, carefully grinded the herbs, and said to his sister:

"It's all delivered to the door, and it would be a shame if you just refused."

"You look confident."

Raven put her finger on the bowl containing the potion, and used her magic to shake the potion so that the contents of it fused together, and she said to her brother:

"Have you found a way to win? I've seen that rude Red Tank, who's stupid, but not that easy to deal with. Crimson power permeated every corner of his body, and it was nearly impossible for him to be killed until the Crimson Ruby was removed. ”

"He's been living with the gem for decades, and he's very connected to it."

Xiao Ruiwen glanced at Merlin, who was calm, and she said seriously:

"Your ability is to restrain all brute force users, but only restraint, you can't break his defenses head-on, you can't stop his impact, you don't want to take that deep ruby... I'll tell you, although Setorak is low-key, it is a true ancient evil god, it likes to watch fists and knives fight head-to-head, and it will not hand over the gem to a 'thief'. ”

"You told me this, and I've learned about it from other sources."

Merlin took the potion from Raven's hand and poured his ground potion powder into it, a stream of green gas rising from the contact between the two, and a foul smell.

Merlin poured the viscous glue-like liquid into the triangular crystal bottle of the potion as usual, and as he closed the lid, he patted his sister's hair, and said gently:

"Don't worry, little Raven."

"If the Crimson Juggernaut wants to see a showdown at the pinnacle of power, then it's not destined to disappoint."

"I'm not stupid enough to challenge the Red Tank alone, I've got a helper."

Raven looked at her brother suspiciously, but did not avoid Merlin's action of stroking her hair, although the little girl was still as proud as ever, but with sincerity for sincerity, the relationship between the two has indeed become much closer in the past few years.

"You're talking about the madman prisoner? And Colosse? ”

Raven Says:

"An immortal, and a man of steel... It is true that the two of them can entangle the red tank, but IMHO, if it is only the two of them, if they want to win, it is estimated that they are still a little close. ”

"I know."

Merlin pushed his glasses, he smiled at Raven, and then said:

"Wade and Piot are in charge of the grappling, and neither of them, including me, is in charge of fighting the Red Tank head-on... The three of us are just trying to prevent Cain. The horse saw that the situation was not good and fled. ”

"As for the real opponents of the Red Tank..."

"I've got it covered."

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In the afternoon, there were still 2 days left before the battle between Red Tank and Professor Charles.

Merlin arrived in Kansas, and after taking care of some of the ghost base's decision-making, Merlin drove a car from the base toward the small town of Smallville, northwest of the base.

His destination was Kent Farm on the outskirts of the small town of Smowell.

The old Kent family is a small "celebrity" in the small town of Smallville, and almost everyone in this town knows about their family.

On the one hand, the old Kent and Lady Martha were kind to people all their lives, and they would help them in any situation, and over time they became friends with the whole town, and everyone knew that they were a kind couple.

On the other hand, the withdrawn young man of the old Kent family, Clarke, the only son of Kent and Martha, who is very troublesome, also made the Kent couple "household names" in the town.

It is said that Clark was a troublemaker when he was a child, and when he was in school, he basically had to change schools every 2 months, which broke the hearts of old Kent and Martha.

When he grows up, he still gets into a lot of trouble.

The boy went out to work as a seaman, and ran all over the world all day long, and occasionally some strange stranger would run to the small town of Smaller, and ask the townspeople about Clark.

There are journalists, and there are public officials, and some guys who don't look like good people at first glance.

Clarke's good-looking, athletic boy was a big boy and many girls were interested in him, but Clark rarely stayed at home as an adult, much to the disappointment of girls his age.

Because of the old Kent couple, everyone has no ill feelings towards the young Clark, but the fingering behind it is definitely indispensable, and occasionally parents use Clark to teach their unbehaving children.

Hey, if you don't go to school and do your homework well, you're already going to be a troublesome person like Clark...

Well, for Clark, who could easily hear the whispers of everyone in the whole of Kansas, it really made him a little sad to say that.

But in recent months, life has gone so smoothly for the Clark family that the inexplicable visitors seem to have disappeared overnight, and after integrating into a vast system, Clarke's privacy has been superbly protected, and all clues about him on the Internet have been erased overnight.

Under the protection of .B's official background, this young man who longs for a peaceful life can finally stay quietly and help on his farm. Of course, occasionally they will come out to deal with some things that the police can't do, and fly around in the dark to rescue some people in need.

Clark doesn't want to get in trouble, he wants to keep a low profile like his parents...

However, strength does not allow it.

He can hear those crimes, and he has enough power to fight those crimes and protect those innocents.

If he doesn't do it and let those crimes continue to happen, then it will be difficult for Clark to get through that level in his heart. Old Kent and Martha had educated him well, he believed that he was responsible for the society, and that he had contributed to the maintenance of order.

What's more, he's not like other superheroes, he doesn't like to be in the limelight very much...

Every good deed is to keep a low profile as much as possible.

Seriously, Merlin likes such obscure, not fame or profit, pure for the sake of doing good for the sake of doing good, and he hates the hypocrites who rush out to help in order to win praise and profit, those bastards with ulterior motives.

In his heart, Merlin thinks that what those guys are doing has tarnished the word hero.

Not everything is a business of fame and fortune, and deep down, people should always keep their expectations and yearning for good disappointment.

At least, that's what Merlin thinks.

And Clark. Kent, the young man, thought so, too.

From this point of view, two men who are ten years apart can become real good friends.

"Hi, Martha."

Merlin parked his car on the edge of the Kent farm, where he had grown up, and he looked at the sheep grazing on the Kent farm, and the sheepdogs running around driving the flock, and he had a heartfelt affection on his face.

He pushed open the fence gate of the farm and greeted Mrs. Kent, who was doing the laundry, Lady Martha, Clark's mother.

The latter looked up and saw Merlin walk into the farm, a smile on her face, which was no longer young.

In recent months, Merlin has occasionally come to visit the family, and from her husband, Lady Martha knows that Merlin is a mysterious public official who has helped her precious son hide his identity and indirectly helped the family avoid the troubles.

Merlin was already a friend of the Kent family.

"Hello, Mr. Merlin."

Lady Martha stood up, shook the drops of water from her hands, and said to Merlin:

"Clark and his dad are out selling, and he may not be back for a few hours. Are you here again to persuade my son to join your department? ”

"Of course, Martha. Your precious son is a very useful talent, and I will not see his talent unless I am blind. ”

Merlin casually threw a cleaning charm and helped Martha brush the soaked clothes in an instant and hang them on the hanger.

This action did not surprise Lady Martha.

People like them are called "occult contacts" in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s system, and if they weren't driven crazy by those supernatural phenomena, then their receptivity must be strong.

Luckily, Martha and his wife were the latter, and because their son was a superhuman, they were already familiar with these strange things.

"But my Clark wasn't very willing to get into government."

Martha brought Merlin some farm-grown dried fruit and two chairs, and they sat under the vines, basking in the sun and chatting. The kind and gentle lady said to Merlin:

"He was wary of the government because of the rudeness of those agents."

"I understand."

Merlin drank black tea, which was not delicious, and he said to Martha:

"I didn't force him, I just needed Clark help with something. Speaking of which, Martha, are the banks in the city still dunning lately? ”

Merlin glanced at the slightly dilapidated house on Kent Farm and asked about something else.

Martha sighed, she looked at the sheep on the farm, and said to Merlin with some disinterest:

"Yes, Kent's investment failed again, and he confidently raised a flock of sheep, saying that he would definitely make a lot of money, but this year's lamb price is much cheaper than in previous years... He is always like this, he has a very poor vision, he fails every investment, but he never gets tired of it. ”

Merlin was a little silent.

Old Kent, the man he saved from the tornado, he was a good man, that's for sure.

But he is also a real "business genius".

In the more than 20 years since Clark was a child, the elder Kent has successfully managed the originally prosperous farm into its current dilapidated state through his "accurate" business vision.

Seriously, the old Kent's business vision is far worse than James's.

This is evident in the dilapidated pickup truck that Clark drove on each of his trips, which is said to have never been changed from Clark's childhood until he became an adult.

But then again, in this state of poverty, the old Kent couple can still educate Clark so well, which already shows that the two of them are truly good people.

In this day and age, there are really not many good people like them.

"Take this."

Merlin took a bank card out of his pocket and placed it on the table in front of Martha's eyes.

Seeing that Martha was about to refuse, Merlin whispered:

"It's not a handout, Martha, you listen to me."

"Do you remember a few months ago when your son Clark caught two thugs who had broken into your farm and sent them to our base?"

Martha nodded, it did freak the hell out of her.

"Those two guys are wanted."

Merlin explains:

"The two of them are officially wanted by many countries, and the bounty is quite generous. I was going to give Clark what he deserved, but he refused, thinking he was doing a trivial thing, but in reality, he did us a great favor. ”

Merlin pushed his glasses and said to Martha:

"It's normal to be rewarded for doing good deeds, and Clark can act as if it didn't happen, but I can't. My job is to protect the innocent and fight crime... The help of enthusiastic citizens needs to be commended. ”

He pushed the card in front of Martha's eyes, and he said sincerely:

"It's not a lot of money, but it's enough for you to pay off the bank's debts, and there's still some left, I mean... If you're not going to persuade Old Kent to stop and invest again, then you'd better take it and give your family a little more insurance. ”

"Besides, Clark is not too young, it is time for you to prepare him for marriage, no matter what country you are in, the marriage of young people is a big deal... You can't do it without money. ”

He said to Martha, who hesitated:

"It's Clark's money, Martha, it's clean and you deserve it. I also don't want to see the next time I visit, the farm has a different owner, and I actually like it here. ”

He looked back at the farm behind him and said:

"It reminds me of the place where I grew up... It makes me feel very relatable. ”

Martha was still a little hesitant, and Merlin probably guessed what the old lady was worried about. He whispered:

"Don't be afraid, Martha, I won't use it to blackmail you, let you help me persuade your son to help me... Actually, Clark and I agreed a long time ago that I would give him a chance..."

He looked into Martha's eyes, and he said earnestly:

"A chance to be a hero, to be a savior."

"And now, the time has come."

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