The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 153 The Sneak Attacker in the Dark

"It's amazing."

Franklin exclaimed as he excitedly walked around the building block house. Given his height, he looked like a child who saw a new toy in the mall, although in terms of age he was indeed a child.

"Are these building blocks part of your body? Where do they come from? Will excreting such a large amount at once cause harm to your body?"

Obviously, normal children would not ask these questions. Yang Le scratched his head, thought for a while and then answered.

"I haven't really thought about this question. If I had to say it, it feels like saliva. If you accumulate it, there will be a lot, but not too much."

"Evil!" Valeria frowned. It was obvious that Yang Le's metaphor was not so popular. Even Peter and Moonstone's expressions looked a little unnatural.

"Metaphor, metaphor, understand?" Yang Le explained hurriedly, walked to the door, opened it, and made an inviting gesture.

"Would you like to see the internal structure? If you like, I can also help you build one."

"Is this sturdy?" Moonstone asked. She didn't want to be buried in blocks in the middle of the night.

"Don't worry, it's strong and reliable, and it won't let in wind or water. It's definitely a hundred times stronger than your tent."

Yang Le reached out and knocked on the wall, making a "clang clang" sound.

"A house that can shelter you from the wind and rain? That would be great." Valeria stretched.

"Sleeping in a tight tent all the time is going to affect my growth. I don't want to be like Benjamin Franklin and not grow tall."

"Hey!" Franklin shouted dissatisfiedly. His height has always been a pain for him, not just because of his shallow brotherly dignity, but also because of what happened a few years ago.

A few years ago, on the night when the zombie crisis just broke out, he lost consciousness while escaping with Uncle Peter. Since then, not only has his height stopped growing, but his super powers have also disappeared.

Therefore, whenever height is mentioned, Franklin would think of his lost superpowers. If he had not lost his superpowers, at least he would not be so powerless in the face of this crisis, and he would have a chance to save his parents.

"Sorry." Valeria shrugged. Although she apologized, it didn't seem very sincere.

Franklin took a deep breath. He chose not to argue with his sister at this time. They had quarreled about this countless times in the past few years. Maybe Valeria was also blaming him.

"Why are you the most useless when I need you the most?"

Valeria once said this, and little Valeria regretted it as soon as she said it. Peter scolded her severely that time, Moonstone comforted him, and the craftsman also took out his own collection to amuse him.

Everyone was afraid that he would collapse because of this sentence, but they underestimated Franklin. If he was going to collapse, he would have collapsed the moment he learned that he had lost his power. He thought of what Xiao Wa said before anyone else, but he still survived.

Their parents and their friends taught him more than just how to control and use superpowers. If Franklin was just an ordinary naughty kid, the world would have been destroyed countless times.

For a long time after that day, the three adults were much more cautious when interacting with Franklin, for fear of irritating him.

Only Xiao Wa is still the same as before, quarreling with Franklin from time to time, but she knows how to be careful now and no longer says extreme words. This is because she understands Franklin. This special treatment will only make him pay more attention to his missing superpowers. Keeping a normal mind is the best choice to comfort him.

It turns out that no matter what time, the people who understand you best are only your family.

Thinking of his sister, Franklin couldn't help but smile, enjoying the small warmth in his heart in this hell on earth. "Stop grinning like an idiot."

A familiar voice interrupted Franklin's fantasy. When he came to his senses, it was indeed his sister. She was looking at him while holding her bag.

"Go pack your things. Harpy has already built a house for us. Come over and help clean it up."

"Harpy?" Franklin asked when he heard the name he had never heard of before.

"It's Yang Le." Valeria rolled her eyes at her brother.

"He said his friends all call him that. If you just stop being distracted, I won't have to explain it to you."

"Sorry, it's my fault." Franklin admitted his mistake generously. Maybe it was because of the mental filter just now, he was now particularly patient with Valeria.

"Your expression right now is disgusting." Valeria frowned, then turned away to prevent Franklin from seeing her expression afterwards.

"Hey, I'm your brother after all." Franklin walked up quickly and snatched the bag from her hand.

"At least respect me a little."

"I understand, little Peter Pan."

Peter looked at the brother and sister playing with relief. This might be his only comfort in the end of the world. He didn't know what the brother and sister thought, but at least in his heart he raised the magical twins as his own children.

Peter knocked his head hard. Not only Franklin, but his spider sense also failed after entering the doomsday, and it kept ringing "ringing ringing". He hadn't had a good sleep for a long time.

"Please, stop for a moment."

Peter scratched his hair hard, even pulling out a few strands. What happened today? Why was he screaming so loudly?

The spider sense that had not stopped for several years had made it's credit with Peter cleared to zero. Peter raised his head weakly and vaguely saw a series of blue blurry shadows rushing towards the twins.
Peter was horrified. In his superhuman vision, everything became so slow, which allowed him to see the silent attacker clearly.

It was the Night Walker, with only the upper half of his body left. He was now opening his bloody mouth and pouncing on the quarreling brother and sister. Against the backdrop of the night, he perfectly displayed his father's bloodline.

"careful!"

Peter took a big step and ran towards the Wonder Twins. From the lifted ground, it could be seen how anxious he was at the moment.

But the Night Walker was faster than him. After hearing Peter's warning, the brother and sister turned around and saw only the bloody mouth and sharp teeth of the Night Walker.

And, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a fist made of building blocks passing between the two of them.

"Crack!"

The Night Walker bit hard on the fist that the Brick Monkey extended. Before it could react, the blocks began to spread like ants, turning into thick restraints, and finally wrapped it tightly, leaving only its eyes exposed.

Then it fell heavily to the ground.

(End of this chapter)