I, the younger brother of Superman, ended up with a Thanos template.

Luther assembled a top-notch team comprised of experts from around the world, including but not limited to those in medicine, psychiatry, interrogation, and hypnosis.

The conclusion reached, based solely on the examination of a drunkard who now lives in a leaky, dilapidated house and is impoverished, is that there is a more than 98% chance that the man is not lying.

Whether it's to unravel the mystery of the meteorite or to investigate whether aliens crashed to Earth more than a decade ago, he's determined to catch this guy.

Luther stared intently at the figure in the red cloak on the screen, like a hunter who had discovered his prey had broken into the manor and was looking at his rifle.

Inside the jar on the wall is a set of green steel armor equipped with various high-tech features.

This is the result of his acquisition of a brain with strong scientific research talent over this period of time.

However, this was a last resort.

When will those in power personally engage in hand-to-hand combat with wild beasts?

Luther dialed a phone number.

His plan needs some help, and he also needs someone to step in and support him.

The phone number was labeled Sam Lane, followed by the titles General and Congressman.

"General Ryan, I've heard that the military has recently been tracking and trying to capture a special 'living creature'?"

Perhaps I can be of some help.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips. He spoke humbly, but his tone revealed a confident arrogance, as if the other party was already his prey.

……

"What...what do you mean?"

David said that even if the meteorite disappeared, it would still have weaknesses. Clark was slightly flustered; he didn't want to experience that feeling of weakness and discomfort even once more, if possible.

"You can move freely in a very short time."

"It's because you have super hearing, just like super vision, right?"

Clark didn't mention when he gained super hearing, but David guessed it when he saw that Clark could act like a normal person in a very short time.

It's just unknown that Clark had ulterior motives and was still hiding this matter, in order to prevent him from secretly killing people again.

"Yes."

Clark paused for a moment, then nodded.

"No matter how good your hearing is, it can't replace your eyes."

There will always be things your hearing can't do.

“But…brother, my hearing is so good that I can even listen to what’s happening on the other side of this country. My brain can easily distinguish thousands of sounds in an instant.”

David waved his hand to stop Clark from speaking.

He understood the Kryptonians' power, especially the potential of the Sons of Krypton, better than Clark himself.

But that doesn't stop Superman from often getting into trouble in the comics and nearly losing his life on several occasions.

Even Superman, who has both eyes intact, is like this, let alone now that he is disabled and has such obvious weaknesses.

“Relying too much on hearing means that once the enemy discovers this, they will target it with weapons, such as sonic weapons…” David shook his head and said.

"Get some sunshine, it won't do you any harm."

Everything has its advantages and disadvantages. Having overly sensitive hearing can sometimes bring terrible consequences. Superman has been attacked for his hearing in the comics on several occasions.

"I will."

Hearing his brother's concern, Clark opened his mouth, though he didn't quite agree.

He believes that as long as there are no meteorites, he has nothing to fear. In addition to his super sound, he also has super speed. The speed of sound is as slow as a tortoise in front of him.

He can easily escape several kilometers in an instant.

He was still more wary of the meteorite, but his brother had just returned home, and Clark didn't want to argue about it.

"besides……"

"What else?"

Upon seeing David, Clark hesitated slightly, wondering if he had any other weaknesses.

Superman has many weaknesses, such as the red sun which can cause him to lose his powers, but under normal circumstances, there are no red sun weapons to attack him, especially since this planet does not yet know what Kryptonians are.

David still wanted to talk about meteorites, so he paused and asked a question.

"Do you think a stone that has been ground into powder can still be called a stone?"

"It probably doesn't count."

Faced with the sudden question, Clark scratched his neck.

Suddenly, he realized something, and even his blind eyes widened in shock. His powerful memory allowed him to recall events from over a month ago.

"I remember losing control at the time, and I wished that all the meteorites that were weakening me would disappear."

"Could it be..."

Clark recited his wish without missing a single detail, but a hint of unease appeared on his face. He had almost lost his most precious possession and paid a considerable price for that wish.

"good."

David slowly pulled a test tube out of his pocket.

The transparent glass test tube contains a green fluorescent liquid.

"The meteorite is gone, but there are still things that can counter your abilities."

"what……"

His strength was quickly drained, and Clark staggered backward, grabbing the railing for support.

"A meteorite? David, what did you produce?"

Although not as intense as before, the familiar feeling of weakness, accompanied by unpleasant symptoms, left me with almost no strength left.

[Shock from Clark +206...]

"A byproduct of meteorites."

Clark's strength seems to have increased again during his time as a hero, David said, shaking the test tube in his hand.

This is the finished product he made after obtaining the formula for a meteorite solution that grants the ability to become ethereal.

When Clark made a wish to make the meteorites disappear, his entire box of meteorites collected over the years vanished, leaving only a few vials of this solution.

The contents of this test tube are definitely not stones; they were simply ignored by the Wishing Stone.

"Where did this come from?"

After shaking it a couple of times, David put it away to stop Clark from suffering. Like a vampire no longer exposed to ultraviolet light, Clark straightened up, panting heavily, and gradually regained some strength.

"It does not matter.

The important thing is when this batch of clearly special meteorites arrived on Earth.

Many laboratories have come here to take samples and conduct research on it.

David had already discovered this, but for some reason he hadn't told Clark. Now that he saw the Son of Krypton was being a little careless, he took out the test tube to let him know about it.

He certainly didn't want to see the headlines one day featuring the comical story of Superman, with his Man of Steel, being accidentally shot and killed by robbers while trying to stop a lab heist.

"The meteorite is gone, but some of the byproducts of its formation may still be there."

While the chances of you encountering it are slim, it's not zero.

David gave a slightly serious reminder.

The third chapter will be released around midnight. You can go to sleep now and read it tomorrow.

103. Chapter 102 Clark Was Taken Away

"I see."

Having regained some strength, Clark, with a slightly resentful expression, took two deep breaths.

He could guess to some extent why his younger brother hadn't told him.

Most likely, in the future, when he is full of confidence that he can stop him from doing something, he will take out this and shake it, and it will make him fall to the ground in a sorry state, not even as good as an eighty-year-old grandfather, and suffer a great humiliation.

However, it's also possible that they're keeping a trump card in case he encounters the red meteorite again and his personality changes drastically.

"I'll be careful."

Regardless, Clark didn't want to think about it anymore, because he had also kept his super hearing ability a secret from his brother.

Seeing him nod to indicate that he remembered, the probability of him making a mistake should be greatly reduced.

David turned and went downstairs, intending to go to sleep.

In fact, in his opinion, Clark had another major weakness, which was nothing compared to Kryptonite, but he probably wouldn't have avoided mentioning it.

……

I'm back home after a long absence.