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

The family was having dinner when a news report suddenly came on TV, with the host delivering the report with a serious expression.

"Metropolitan Midday News reports that a bank vault in Smallville, Metropolitan, was mysteriously burglarized yesterday. No signs of forced entry or tunneling were found at the scene. A large quantity of valuable jewelry and gold bars were missing from the vault. Now, please watch our reporter's interview with Officer Bob..."

The three paused in their meal, their attention drawn to this bizarre news story related to the small town.

On television, Officer Bob, a familiar face to the townspeople, led reporters and cameramen to observe the scene, offering a series of perplexing analyses that ultimately yielded little useful conclusion.

There is only one unreliable conclusion: based on the footprints found at the scene, the gang of thieves who committed this shocking crime seemed to have no physical form, appearing out of thin air in the vault by passing through the wall, and then leaving with the jewelry and gold bars by passing through the wall again.

"Could it be someone with special abilities?"

The family members all made their own guesses.

However, since it was a theft case that didn't involve any injuries, none of them took it too seriously.

……

After finishing his meal, Clark went outside and practiced for a while, working on everything from scarecrows and fence posts to cattle troughs.

Sure enough, it easily mastered its thermal vision, reaching the point of melting stone, and even controlling its new ability to continuously heat the plastic sink without burning it.

Seeing Clark use his abilities as naturally as a person can breathe or a fish can swim, David raised an eyebrow, quite surprised.

"It seems that my mother won't have to go through the trouble of heating milk every morning anymore."

Normally, it shouldn't be so easy for Superman to master his abilities during his growth process, and he should have caused some changes on his own.

"Can't you do it too?"

After making sure that his abilities were under control and wouldn't accidentally hurt anyone else, Clark smiled.

He had seen David's eyes emit energy beams that evaporated the Pool of Lazarus.

"By the way, where did you get all that strange knowledge?"

Clark looked curious as he recalled things like the Pool of Lazarus and the Dionysian Factor.

"Haven't I said this once already?"

"A wizard's diary found by chance in Gotham?"

Clark recalled his brother's explanation to their parents, and he stroked his chin with a puzzled expression.

"But do magicians really exist in this world?"

"If there are aliens in the world, why can't there be magicians?"

David glanced over and asked back, leaving Clark speechless.

His parents, Jonathan and Martha, readily accepted his reasoning; after all, the idea of ​​curing all diseases and bringing the dead back to life sounded incredibly magical.

……

"You mean this stone can really make people make a wish?"

With a series of hammer blows and chisels, no mark was left on the stone. Aikins shook her hand, which was throbbing from the impact, her eyes burning with passion, as if she were looking at the greatest treasure in the world, and as if she were caressing the face of a lover.

She couldn't believe that such a magical item existed in the world, like Aladdin's lamp from fairy tales.

"How do you make a wish? Do you rub it with your hand?"

Aikins asked impatiently.

"No, just hold on and make a wish."

But I haven't figured out its limitations yet.

Luther, who had been swayed by the power and fallen deeply in love with Atkins, truthfully recounted his discovery with a smile.

"besides……"

He wanted to say that there might be side effects.

"You'll know after you try it."

But Aikins, who only saw Luther as a slave and whose heart burned with passion, couldn't wait a second longer.

Just think, with this, what can't she get?

"Put this stone in front of anyone and they would probably find it hard to stay calm. Even the president would go crazy over it."

"I want to become a real goddess, just like Aphrodite from Greek mythology!"

Aikins, holding the stone, immediately and excitedly wished to become the goddess of love and beauty.

After she made her wish, the air was completely silent. It was as if nothing had happened. There was no dazzling holy light as she had imagined, no little angels playing sacred music, and not even the stone trembled or lit up.

But the next second, she felt as if her body was changing.

……

"Clark, I remember warning you to stay away from Lana."

After school in the evening, I got off the school bus at the farm gate.

After waving goodbye to Chloe and Pete, David and Clark were about to go home when a cold, angry voice suddenly rang out, and a figure slowly emerged from the shadows under the streetlight, blocking their way.

"But you don't seem to be listening to me at all!"

Chapter 72 Whitney's Abilities (Two-in-One)

Whitney blocked David and Clark's path with a cold expression.

Whitney, what do you want to do?

Clark was stopped at his doorstep, his expression wary and suspicious.

"It's not obvious. He can't beat you in the war surrounding Lana, so he's planning to use other methods."

David didn't understand that Clark's personality had a shy and honest side, and he was almost completely unromantic. Whitney was a typical blond handsome man, not lacking much in appearance, and had a previous relationship with him. It was quite a failure that he couldn't compete with Clark.

"Clark, I advised you."

What happened today is not my fault.

Whitney pulled her hands out of her pockets, clenched her fists, cracking them, and gritted her teeth coldly, like a wild beast about to attack.

"Whitney, what gave you the audacity to show up at my door like this?"

Ignoring his aggressive stance, David looked Whitney up and down, his tone seemingly puzzled.

Whitney had been easily defeated by David in a bar with several other football players before, and after that, she undeniably developed a bit of fear of David, but that was in the past.

"I admit you're good at fighting, but you can't even touch a hair on my head right now."

Whitney sneered as she rolled up her sleeves, revealing the fluorescent tattoos she had previously hidden under her clothes.

After joining that team, the tattoo gave him strength and abilities that ordinary people did not have.

"Whitney, even if you beat me up, it won't change anything."

Under the radiation unique to the meteorite, Clark, a Kryptonian, rapidly lost his superhuman strength, his legs went weak, and he looked unwell. He tried to persuade him.

"Your solution is exactly what Lana doesn't like."

"I'll call first and then we'll talk."

Clark's words were like adding fuel to the fire. Whitney's eyes flashed with intense jealousy, and she punched Clark, who seemed to be bewildered.

David stepped aside to block the punch that was nothing more than a tickle to Clark.

"I'll show you my power."

Look how I'm disciplining your disobedient brother right in front of you!

Whitney, fist raised, smiled contemptuously, her body moving like a phantom, passing right through him, and punching Clark in the head.

"Ok?"

David turned back and frowned. Whitney's rapid movements seemed to him like a silent film slowed down more than ten times.

He vanished from his spot in a flash, taking Clark twenty or thirty meters away in the blink of an eye.

Whitney's seemingly inevitable punch missed its mark, and the two brothers vanished before her eyes, disappearing into the distance like ghosts.

His expression changed, he took a deep breath, and wondered if he was hallucinating.

"How...how did you do that?"

"Whitney, your body?..."

Away from the tattoo containing kryptonite, Clark regained some strength and was equally surprised when he recalled Whitney passing through his brother like a ghost.

"Are you alright, David?" He hurriedly turned to ask David, whose body had been pierced, if he felt any discomfort.

"fine."

David gave a brief reply, then raised an eyebrow at the astonished Whitney in the distance.

Whitney also gained powers because of the meteorite.

This is not surprising.

"Everyone else in the town can gain abilities from the meteorite, so how could Clark, the rival of the son of DC, be ordinary and not be dragged into this by fate?"