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

"Kayla? Poison?"

David looked grim.

Was it an accident, or was someone deliberately poisoning the animals?

After resting for a while, Kayla saw Clark on the phone and quickly came over, indicating that she wanted to talk to David.

“David, Kayla wants to talk to you.”

Clark glanced at Kayla, who had a serious expression, hesitated for a moment, and then handed the phone to her.

Although the two hadn't had much contact before, he felt that Kayla's concern and anxiety after his father fell ill were genuine, but he didn't know where this concern came from.

Nama.

Your father has been poisoned by the devil's flower.

Stepping aside and avoiding Clark, Kayla spoke quickly and in a low voice.

"When I heard that your father had fallen ill, I rushed to the hospital immediately."

After hearing about what happened yesterday, and discovering that the person he rescued was also in the hospital with a persistent high fever and identical symptoms, I went to check the area where the incident occurred and found the devil's flower there.

What is the Devil Flower?

Ignoring Kayla's form of address, David sounded annoyed, as if his father had suffered an undeserved misfortune.

"The Devil's Flower was first discovered by the town's residents hundreds of years ago in a wasteland on the outskirts of the town. It is a local poisonous flower."

Those who smell its fragrance will laugh and cry, experience inexplicable emotional turmoil, as if possessed by a demon, and soon…

"Soon what?"

His expression changed.

"It will die, which is why that flower is called the devil's flower. After a brief period of madness, it is summoned away by the devil."

"Can't modern medicine cure it?"

"The Devil's Flower was burned down. This flower, which has a harsh growing environment, has been extinct for hundreds of years. The town hospital couldn't do anything about it, and... people poisoned by the Devil's Flower usually don't live more than a day."

Kayla looked at Jonathan lying on the hospital bed through the glass window, her voice tinged with sadness. She had heard some things about him in the town; the father who raised Nama was a good man praised by everyone.

"One day?"

A day is enough to transfer a patient to another hospital. It is really asking too much of a hospital to immediately develop an antidote for a flower poison that has been extinct for hundreds of years.

David frowned, knowing that no matter how advanced modern medicine is, some toxins produced by primitive plants and animals have not yet been eradicated.

"Kayla, I remember you once said that your tribe were descendants of extraterrestrials."

Is there any way to treat this poison?

He didn't believe everything Kayla said.

Hundreds of years ago, there were no Americans on this land, only Native Americans. He remembered that Kayla was from a Native American tribe.

Could it be that Kayla hasn't given up on the prophecy and came up with this method to make him trust her?

When it comes to his parents, David is unwilling to overlook any possible possibilities.

“I can’t help it, Nama.” In the hospital, Kayla shook her head sadly.

Although their tribe are descendants of aliens, they do not possess any advanced technology.

"Give the phone to Clark."

Suppressing his burning anxiety, David said.

"David, what did Kayla say to you? Do you have any ideas?"

Clark asked anxiously, gritting his teeth.

"I can't imagine what this family would be like if something happened to Dad."

His younger brother has always been more resourceful than his older brother, and now he hopes that his younger brother will tell him that he actually has other hidden abilities, such as being able to make seriously ill people better with a wave of his hand.

"You comfort your mother."

"Don't worry, Dad's illness isn't a problem."

David took a deep breath and said quickly.

“I have found Avery, and I’m going back right away.”

After hanging up the phone, his expression was uncertain.

Although her father was critically poisoned and on the verge of death, anything is possible in this world.

"There are tons of ways to bring someone back from the dead!"

Putting aside the distant issues, just considering Gotham, David could immediately think of two clues for how to treat Jonathan.

Chapter 62. The Pool of LS Road

"The Court of Owls, which secretly rule Gotham, created immortal 'claws' from the magical metal Amber Gold to serve as their henchmen."

David's eyes flickered.

However, although amber gold can bring people back to life, greatly increase their strength and agility, and grant them immortality, its effects are too slow.

The process involves implanting amber gold into the body, allowing it to fuse with the blood and cells year after year, while the body remains frozen throughout, before the person can finally be resurrected.

"The process is too slow, so this can be considered a last resort."

Another solution—the Pool of Lazarus!

He picked up Avery, who was pale and unconscious, and prepared to go back to the town first to check on his father's condition, otherwise he wouldn't feel at ease.

"Although I have to go back to Gotham later, at full speed, it won't take me more than a few minutes to travel between the two places."

For the average person, the two cities would take several hours to drive to each other, but for him it was not much farther than going to the supermarket in town.

Bang bang bang!

Leaving the hotel, David broke through sonic booms and sped along at lightning speed, faster than the fastest reconnaissance fighter jet on Earth, arriving at the town hospital in less than three minutes.

He left the person on the rooftop and then found his father's hospital room.

Squeak.

“David.”

The ward door opened, and there was her youngest son, whom she hadn't seen for several days, back. Holding her husband's rough hand, Masha, the mother who was guarding her husband with tears in her eyes, couldn't hold back her tears and called out in a trembling voice.

"Mother."

David, his father lying unconscious in the hospital bed, hugged his mother with a pained expression.

My father, who was always optimistic and stubborn and as strong as an ox, was lying in a hospital bed with pale lips and a high fever that made him delirious. It was heartbreaking.

“Children, have I told you about the first time I met your father?”

The hospital has just discovered that Jonathan has been poisoned by an unknown and deadly toxin, which is damaging his body and could be life-threatening within a day.

With tears in her eyes, Martha stroked her husband's face and said sadly.

"At the time, he was taking a finance course at Metropolitan University. He was sitting by the fountain, dressed in jeans, eating an apple."

I borrowed his notes from him, unaware that I had actually taken notes.

"That was the first time we met. I thought about marrying him, and I never imagined that our last meeting would be like..."

"It will be alright, Mom."

I already have a way to cure Dad!

Listening to his mother's heartbreaking recollections of the past, David gently placed his hand on his mother's shoulder and couldn't help but interrupt.

He turned to look at Clark, his eyes filled with doubt. "Didn't I tell you to comfort Mom? Why is she still so upset?"

Kayla was also in the room, and Clark's face showed a downcast and helpless expression.

His younger brother didn't tell him anything. He just said he had a solution, but couldn't explain what it was, which made it hard to believe.

"Is there really a way, son?"

Martha wiped away her tears helplessly and turned around, her voice trembling.

"There is a spring in the world called the Pool of Lazarus, whose water can heal wounds, preserve youth, and even bring the dead back to life."

In the room, David looked at his father on the hospital bed and said in a deep voice.

[Kayla's doubts +0.11, joy +0.10...]

Seeing that Kayla looked happy after he told her the solution, instead of nervous or anything else, David realized that she hadn't poisoned her and that he had wronged her due to his suspicions. The thought flashed through David's mind without him showing any emotion.

“Lazarus? I don’t remember him being a character from the Gospel of John in the Bible, who was dying but was resurrected after Jesus prayed for him.”

When Clark heard his brother describe the spring's exaggerated effects, he opened his mouth, feeling it was all absurd.

Was it really not something the younger brother made up to comfort them?

A heartbroken Martha also had some doubts.