"What town with a little bit of history doesn't have a few weird stories."

Clark scratched the back of his head and laughed.

"The unusual and strange event of meteorite rain may have given the opportunity for strange stories to rise and spread."

"Perhaps."

Luthor didn't refute this sentence and smiled lightly.

I wanted to invest in this tragic genius to study meteorites vigorously, but it turned out to be a step too late.

But it doesn't matter, he recently accidentally discovered an incredible mysterious object that may bring him a different surprise.

"Is the 'magic lamp' in fairy tales that can fulfill all people's wishes true or false?"

With a flash in his eyes, Luthor paused for a moment to think for a moment, then said goodbye to the two of them, turned away with a smile on his lips.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but your acting skills have improved."

After watching Luthor leave, David said slowly.

There was hardly much flaw in Clark's expression just now.

"Of course, it would be better if you didn't add that extra body movement."

What he wanted to see had been seen, and David left a word of advice and turned to go home.

Hearing his brother's compliment, Clark was not happy at all, and the body was pushed out of the ward by the nurse to be placed in the underground morgue, he sighed, and his heart was slightly heavy.

"Meteorite ......"

Another person who suffered because of a meteorite.

Had he not brought the meteorite with him, Mr. Hamilton might still have been an acclaimed scientist rather than a Frankenstein in the eyes of the townspeople.

Zizi ...... Click!

Suddenly, a cacophony of sounds hit the lost Clark's ears.

The sound of medical machines running, the wheels of a hospital bed being pushed against the rubbing of the floor, the cries of patients in pain, the cries of babies......

All sorts of sounds drilled into his ears, his eardrums pounded like a drum, and the noise was so loud that he couldn't think.

"Ah...... My ears. ”

Clark staggered back with his head in his hands and sat on the hospital bench with his head in pain.

"Again...... Another ability? ”

Trying to keep it under control, Clark, there's nothing to be afraid of.

It's just another supersensory ability, and Clarke, who had awakened to super vision, has experienced, and like the last time David inspired him, he concentrated, convincing himself that he could control it.

Under careful control, the deafening sound like a frenzy in his ears gradually became less harsh.

……

Luther Manor.

At night, in a quiet and unoccupied office.

In the light, Lex Luthor had a gloomy gaze, rubbing an object in his hand.

"The surprise of what I found last time I went to the Met."

A cluster of yellow crystals grows on a gray rock base, and the base is enclosed by an ancient brass ring with dense Latin inscriptions, which appear to be an ancient artifact.

However, there is nothing unusual about the materials, and it is impossible to identify the date, and the Metropolitan Museum of Art added to the acquisition of a batch of Egyptian antiquities, which Egyptian connoisseurs described as a modern artefact worth a hundred dollars.

It was not of exhibition value, so when Luthor finished browsing the antiquities in the Egyptian exhibition area, he saw that someone had to pile it up and a pile of miscellaneous items in the storeroom haphazardly.

"Is it a fateful encounter?"

During the security guard's handling, the crystal stone slipped from the top of the stacked box and fell to the ground from a height of more than two meters, but it was intact.

He has a certain ability to identify jewelry, a piece of crystal was so broken that Luther was a little surprised, and stepped forward to pick it up with the help of a gentleman, but he didn't care too much, and wanted to put it back in the hands of the security guard.

"Hold this and make a wish."

Behind his desk, Luthor softly read out the Latin on the brass ring of stone.

At that time, after seeing these eight words, he thought of all kinds of mysteries in the town.

"It's like a magic lamp in a fairy tale that makes people make a wish, an interesting object."

Luthor, who had never believed in such a thing before, bought it on the spur of the moment.

When you bring it back to the estate, you can put it on the bookshelf as an interesting craft.

Yesterday, when I was picking up a book on the shelf, I accidentally touched it, and the crystal stone fell to the ground again, and it was still not damaged in the slightest.

He became intrigued, and then realized that the thing was far harder than he had imagined.

"Even though it's crystal, it can't even be smashed with a hammer, and thousands of degrees of fire can't make you crack."

Luthor stroked the cold, hard crystal in his hand, and a hint of heat appeared in his eyes.

After that, he tried all kinds of methods to break it, but it was unsuccessful, and not even a trace was left, and it was hard beyond imagination.

"It's not like a mortal creation."

The computer next to him displayed a copy of the latest information that had been paid a lot of money to be investigated, and it was sent not long ago, with photos of ancient stone carvings.

"Four thousand years ago, you appeared in the Indus Valley, in 146 B.C. you suddenly appeared in Carthage, and in four A.D., the Kush Empire ......"

"Romulus II, after the last emperor of the Western Roman Empire was assassinated, he unwillingly held you tightly before he died......"

Luther's tone was eerie.

"Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, tell me, what secrets do you have?"

He held the stone in his hand and uttered a fairy tale-like wish-making incantation.

A second or two passed, and nothing happened after that.

Because he didn't have the idea of making a wish, his tone was even mocking.

It is certain that it is a strange object with wonderful magical powers, but either there are huge restrictions on making a wish, or there is a huge price.

"Otherwise, Romulus II would have ruled the world long ago and lived until now, right?"

Under the light, Luther, whose face was half-hidden in the darkness, sneered, and muttered softly with restrained ambition in his eyes.

"No hurry...... I'll figure out your secrets. ”

He wouldn't make a wish until then, but he hadn't figured out what to make yet.

"Insight into all the secrets related to meteorites? Or become a modern-day Alexander to rule the world? ……”

……

After a delightful and hearty dinner.

The sky is full of stars, and the cool night breeze blows.

David and Kayla arrive outside the farm, and as the only person in the family who is 'acquainted' with Kayla, his parents ask him to give Kayla a drop-off.

"Thank you for today."

After walking more than ten meters, David was silent for a while.

"Nothing, Nama.

I can do anything for you. ”

Her steps were brisk, and Kayla's face was filled with a faint joy.

"You are the destined savior."

"Can you not call me Namar?"

David frowned slightly, uncomfortably raised.

He didn't agree with the prophecy, and didn't care much about what Kayla called, but now she was friends with the family, and his mother Martha and father Jonathan were very fond of this handsome and intelligent girl.

"You've been up close to Clark.

The so-called Sergei of your tribe who will destroy the world in the so-called prophecy will definitely not be him, giving him a girl is enough to make him scramble, how to destroy the world? ”

The so-called strength is better than ten people, and the eyes can shoot fire, so it is not surprising that aliens are a little different from humans.

As for the arrival of the heavenly fire, it was most likely the misjudgment of the flickering light of the spaceship descending by the technologically backward people at that time.

"And the savior ......"

David's eyes flashed helplessly.

At that time, the aborigines probably didn't know what the mainland was, and the world in their eyes was only a ravine.

"Of course you can ......"

Kayla smiled, she also felt that Nama's title was not very close, her eyes lit up, and she tried to bring it up.

"May I call you David?"

Seeing that David didn't resist, she frowned and turned to mention.

"Your brother Clark really has nothing to do with destruction and destruction at this time."

Kayla recalls the contact with Clark, shy and kind, and anxious about her family's danger.

"But...... Even the cruel and cold-blooded crocodile was ignorant and cute when it was first born. ”

Still, she wouldn't easily assume that the prophecy that had been circulating in the tribe for five hundred years was false.

"The lion's bloodthirsty nature is in its bones, and even if it resists its fate, it will not be able to eat grass for a living, and sooner or later it will show its fangs."

David: "......"

……

"Nama? Sergay?

Destroy the world, me? ”

Standing in the attic of the warehouse, watching his younger brother dozens of meters away see Kayla away, Clarke, who had just finished eating and secretly practiced mastering his newly emerging ability, was stunned.

He had just heard something unexpectedly.

It was as if David and Kayla were talking about something strange.

During the period, it seemed to talk about what kind of Sergei he was, his bloodthirsty nature engraved in his bones, and he would destroy the world in the future?

"Open...... Just kidding. ”

David sent Kayla back to the attic, which was best suited for wind and stargazing, and Clark couldn't help but speak as he watched his brother come up from the bottom of the stairs.

"David, what were you talking to Kayla about?"

(End of chapter)