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

It's so close to the metropolis, the law is just a decoration for the powerful, and people live numbly. Where else could it be but that place with its simple and honest folk?

He offered a few perfunctory words of comfort to the Reagans.

David and Clark quickly returned home and recounted what they had seen and their conjectures.

"You mean Clark's power was transferred to Avery by lightning?"

Upon hearing the news brought back by his two sons, the father, Jonathan, was shocked and then frowned.

If that's really the case, then it wouldn't be a good thing if my son lost his abilities.

"Gotham, that place..."

Martha was somewhat uneasy.

"If Avery runs away from home and goes astray, he might use this ability to do bad things."

She and Jonathan knew how powerful Clark was, and they patiently taught their son not to abuse his talent, usually using it to save the farm a few manpower.

Avery might not be able to maintain his composure after suddenly gaining that ability, especially after going to Gotham, a place rumored to be rife with crime and one of the highest crime rates in the United States.

"This is where the problem lies."

David nodded.

"Avery clearly doesn't intend to use that energy to repair fences or till the land."

He has quite an impressive plan for his future.

A cold smile flashed across his eyes.

Avery said he would come back and bring people to erase everything that made him uncomfortable, and then nothing would be able to stop him.

It makes one wonder if that guy has already discovered that the meteorite is his weakness.

"We must bring Avery back before he causes any massive damage with my abilities."

Clark's face was grim, and he clenched his fists.

He cannot accept that someone might be injured or even die because of his abilities.

"but……"

Martha hesitated, wondering how to stop her.

"I might have to go on a long trip, Mom and Dad."

After a few seconds of contemplation, David looked up at Jonathan and Martha, coughed twice, and said seriously.

"Help Clark clean up this mess and bring Avery back."

He didn't believe that Clark, the future Superman, would permanently lose his powers. If powers could be transferred away by accident, they could also be transferred back.

"David?"

Hearing David's unusual tone, Clark looked at his brother, his eyes widening slightly, and vaguely guessed what he was thinking.

But if his strange appearance is revealed now, won't his parents be even more worried?

[Surprise from Clark +1.5, worry +1.6...]

In fact, it wasn't just to help Clark regain his abilities; David's eyes flickered slightly.

After Clark lost his abilities, the amount of emotional points provided shrank by more than twenty times.

"The main source of my emotions is that a gold mine has disappeared, and the speed of ability integration has dropped more than tenfold."

If the fusion speed was like a bicycle before, now it's like a tortoise crawling, and that's how he gained his new ability.

"But what are you going to do, son?"

Jonathan was full of doubt that his son was not afraid of danger.

"Use meteorites."

David pulled a meteorite the size of a thumb from his pocket.

"Don't……"

Upon seeing the deadly meteorite, Clark instinctively raised his hands to block the light, but the meteorite did not emit a green glow, only a faint green fluorescence that could not be seen in daylight.

He felt no weakness or discomfort whatsoever, and touched his body in surprise.

"I...I'm alright?"

David was not surprised that Clark did not react as expected.

Because on the way back, he secretly used the kryptonite behind Clark without Clark's knowledge.

"Avery not only has a similar physique to Clark."

They probably have the same weaknesses as him too.

"But...but it's still very dangerous."

Martha couldn't allow her youngest son to take such a risk.

She was worried about her youngest son going on a long trip alone to Gotham, a place rife with criminals, let alone going to subdue Avery, who had gained super strength and super speed.

"Don't worry, son."

Jonathan patted his youngest son on the shoulder and offered some words of advice.

"Let's sit down and think of a solution."

The youngest son taking a meteorite to Gotham is far too reckless.

"Actually, Mom and Dad... you don't need to worry about me."

Seeing the worry in his parents' eyes, David opened his mouth.

Chapter 50: Batman Robbing a Bank

"Actually, Mom and Dad... you don't need to worry about me."

Having gained new abilities, David was no longer going to hide his special abilities.

Although the Eternals' mutant constitution cannot be revealed to prevent their strange appearance from worrying their parents, their ability to manipulate their powers can be shown.

"What do you mean?"

Seeing their son about to say something, the couple exchanged a puzzled look.

hum!

A smile flickered in David's eyes as he raised his hand, a highly concentrated cluster of purple energy remaining dormant.

"I also have some special abilities, so self-defense is not a problem."

Purple light illuminated the room.

"Son, what... what's going on?"

Jonathan and Martha were astonished to see the light emanating from their youngest son's hand, which resembled a small purple sun.

Clark stared wide-eyed, finding it hard to believe what he was seeing.

This was different from the scene he had imagined his younger brother displaying his abilities.

In the living room, you could hear a pin drop.

……

Let the shocked and surprised parents process the sudden news first.

"Manipulating energy?"

David went upstairs to prepare for his departure, and Clark followed, asking incredulously, "You actually kept a part of your ability from me."

He would tell David anything he was capable of, and he was somewhat saddened that his brother's concealment might be out of defensiveness.

"It's an ability that I recently awakened."

In his room, David pulled a box from under the bed and effortlessly carried the heavy box, weighing over a hundred pounds, to the table.

The box is about the size of a baby cradle.

"Really?"

"believe it or not."

"you……"

Seeing that David didn't seem to be lying, Clark calmed down a bit and was about to press him to tell him when he had acquired this ability.

blah blah blah!

David opened the box.

Large and small meteorites emitting green fluorescence lay quietly in the wooden box; a rough scan revealed at least seventy or eighty pieces.

"This...this is a meteorite??"

Clark was stunned halfway through his sentence, "How can there be so many meteorites?"