American comic book: My Father is Superman, am I just an NPC?

Chapter 32 Yay! Cursed again!
Chalk dust hung suspended in mid-air in the classroom. Outside the window, the shadow of a bird was pinned to the curtains, and even the sunlight seemed to freeze. This was some kind of power of Tessa, the Grim Reaper.

However, Ian only smelled the pleasant fragrance.

But they didn't see anyone.

"Hide and seek? I don't like playing that."

Just as Ian was looking around...

"It's been almost a day, and I don't get the feeling that you're in a hurry at all?" Death Goddess Tessa frowned and walked through the teacher's body from behind the teacher who was frozen on the podium.

She seemed to have changed her clothes today; still all black, but now she wore a shiny leather jacket and pants. Ian really wanted to know if Death, that creature, actually farted.

"Ok?"

Tessa sensed Ian's strange gaze.

"Who said I didn't do anything? I've prepared a brilliant plan, do you know what it is?" Ian cautiously probed the Grim Reaper.

"Ok?"

Tessa, the female Grim Reaper, frowned.

"Do you think I'm watching you every second? Don't be so narcissistic, little guy." Her tone was unfriendly, but Ian's smile immediately brightened.

“You’re right, I think so too.” Ian’s smile was very sunny, he was a truly cheerful and outgoing young man, but the female grim reaper’s brows furrowed more and more deeply upon seeing this.

"I really didn't expect that attending class would be more important than your father's life. How should I put it, you're a very competent student?" Death Goddess Tessa's tone was clearly somewhat speechless.

She glanced around. The physics teacher's mouth was still forming the words "Fl = Fl," the poor teacher, completely unaware that something violating physics was happening.

"It's part of the plan."

Ian blinked.

"what's the plan?"

The female Grim Reaper narrowed her eyes. As if she had also learned to teleport from those evil spirits, she appeared in front of Ian in a flash, but without bringing even the slightest breeze.

"I can't tell you, but this is also part of the plan. Believe me, I really do have a plan—if I tell you, my plan might not work." Ian made a reference to the Three-Body Problem, but unfortunately, everyone present, whether they could move or not, probably couldn't understand his humor and lame joke.

"If you still want to save your father, you'd better hurry." The female death goddess Tessa didn't press further, but instead gave Ian a demonstration of what a proper threat looked like.

however.

“Perhaps you could offer me some help? You know… I’m just an ordinary person.” Ian wasn’t trying to gain sympathy; he was well aware of his own limitations.

Upon hearing this, Tessa, the Grim Reaper, frowned again.

"What does this have to do with me? Do you think I care?" She showed a slightly displeased expression, crossed her arms, and looked like a delinquent girl who was not to be approached.

“If it really doesn’t matter,” Ian tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, his tone certain, stating what he had guessed, “you probably wouldn’t be here.”

Discovering this secret doesn't actually require very profound insight.

"..."

Tessa, the Grim Reaper, fell silent, and the temperature in the classroom plummeted. It was unclear whether this was due to her mood. And just as the atmosphere reached its peak of tension...

“What a cunning brat, you win.” Death Tessa shook her head a few times as if she had a headache. Her compromise made Ian more and more convinced that he might really be the God of Gamblers in Metropolis.

The boy was secretly giving himself a thumbs up.

"Why don't you start the investigation from yesterday's plane crash? Your father hasn't made a mistake in a long time, has he?" Death Tessa had already given a hint.

“We should go to Metropolitan General Hospital, right?” Ian quickly replied, which was similar to his previous line of thinking. Perhaps he also had the potential to become a famous detective in the Metropolitan City.

"Ah."

Tessa raised her eyebrows almost imperceptibly.

"It seems you have indeed done some investigation and research."

Her tone softened considerably, further proving that she wasn't constantly monitoring Ian's progress. Of course, he was the Grim Reaper; he must have plenty of business to attend to.

“I told you I have a plan,” Ian emphasized again, and just as he was about to ask for more clues, he suddenly saw Death raise his long, slender fingers.

“Let me save you some time to execute your plan.” With that, the beautiful, pale-skinned woman snapped her fingers, and the black-and-white world crumbled like a ripped canvas. Ian felt a wave of dizziness, and when his vision cleared, the smell of disinfectant filled his nostrils. Under the stark white light, the large sign for “Metropolitan General Hospital” hung before them, their figures reflected in the post-rain puddles—the world had somehow regained its color.

But time seemed to stand still.

Ian looked at Tessa's hand with some surprise. There were no gems or the Infinity Gauntlet on it, but a snap of her fingers still had the effect of changing the world.

"Is this the power of the Grim Reaper?"

Ian didn't know much about this special species. He only knew that there was a Death in the old American TV series "Supernatural," which made him realize what his "Death Knight Familiar" meant.

"If you want to be the Grim Reaper, I can submit your application for you, the kind that lets you start early." The Grim Reaper Tessa seemed utterly speechless at the boy's boundless curiosity.

Her tone carried a hint of sullen dissatisfaction.

"Calm down, don't panic." Ian looked up at the name of the hospital building, deep in thought, which once again prompted Death Tessa to ask him a question.

"What are you thinking about while staring at that spot?"

She tilted her head and asked, puzzled.

"I don't think the name of this hospital sounds very nice."

Ian responded.

"???"

Tessa, the Grim Reaper, is taking a deep breath.

“If one day I were interested in becoming mayor, I would definitely rename this place Metropolitan First People’s Hospital…” Ian continued to mutter incessantly.

"stop!"

Death Tessa couldn't help but interrupt him.

"Has anyone ever told you that you might have some mental issues?" The woman, who always prided herself on her good temper and high level of cultivation, couldn't hold back any longer. She even began to regret her choice.

"Yes, I also have a doctor's certificate."

Ian rummaged through his school uniform and pulled out a slightly crumpled medical report, which had originally been kept in a drawer in the living room along with the medication prescribed by the doctor.

The medication is finished, but the certificate is still valid.

"??????"

Death Goddess Tessa is already thinking about returning the goods.

"hurry up."

She took a few more deep breaths.

"This is the only help I can give you after this."

Done.

As if she were rushing to leave work, she suddenly poked Ian between the eyebrows, and before Ian could react, the female grim reaper had vanished from the spot.

next moment.

The world suddenly started functioning again. The sirens of ambulances, the creaking of trolleys, and the shouts of paramedics filled his ears simultaneously. Ian found himself surrounded by people coming and going.

But no one noticed the boy who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

[Temporary Curse: You will be immune to death for 24 hours.]

On the status bar.

The clear icons are flashing.

It's a state that seems negative but is actually positive.

The incredible effect almost made Ian unable to resist stabbing himself twice on the spot.

(End of this chapter)