In front of Superman, you have no choice but to give yourself to a little girl.

Feeling an unprecedented warmth and sense of security, Carol gradually woke up, whimpering softly like a kitten that had just woken up, and couldn't help but shift to a more comfortable position to rub against him.

"Mmm... I haven't slept this well in a long time."

"That's strange, I just had a dream about C, and I even dreamt about..."

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Carol slowly opened her eyes. Looking at the handsome face that was exactly like the one in her dream, she was slightly taken aback. "Am I still asleep?"

Carol instinctively reached out and touched it.

"Miss, do I look like a casual person?"

"……Uh-huh?!!"

Carol, who was always confident and composed, felt a sense of shame she had never felt before, and her beautiful face flushed with a blush.

"Get down yourself?"

"Huh? Oh! Oh!!"

Carroll, whose mind was blank, belatedly got off Wayne.

But then she remembered that she was still near the white hole, and sure enough, her body once again flew uncontrollably toward the white hole.

"??!"

Carol instinctively raised her hand towards Wayne, who was "moving away," but the next second her body erupted with some strange golden energy. The uncontrollable and powerful energy pushed Carol back and into Wayne's arms.

Wayne caught Carol and helped her steady herself. "Relax, don't try to control it, just like breathing."

Although somewhat confused, Carroll suppressed her embarrassment upon hearing Wayne's instructions and floated up shakily like a child learning to walk.

"Yes, that's it. It's a part of you, it's your instinct."

Wayne faced Carol and slowly flew backward. "Come on, try to resist the gravity of the white hole and fly over here."

Seeing this, Carol felt her cheeks burning. Wayne's actions reminded her of something she had done when she had a puppy.

Shaking her head to banish those embarrassing thoughts, Carol cursed herself inwardly for thinking about these things, which was unlike her usual self.

In a state of extreme agitation, Carol struggled to control her energy, which darted about uncontrollably like a golden meteor.

Fortunately, Wayne caught her again. "Don't rush, relax, and follow your instincts."

"instinct?"

Looking at Wayne's patiently lecturing face, Carroll seemed to be making some kind of connection to something.

"Um... you're getting a fever, is your energy out of control again?"

"Huh? Oh! Sorry!"

Carol forced herself to calm down and took deep breaths.

After a long while, Carol, who had finally calmed down a bit, tried to fly again. Unlike the previous two times, although she was still a little unskilled, she was now able to fly freely according to her own will.

This was of extraordinary significance to Carroll.

Choosing to become a pilot, she naturally became very fond of the freedom and thrill of soaring through the sky, but being inside an airplane is completely different from flying by herself.

Watching Carol, unable to hide her excitement, easily escape the white hole's gravity with her powerful energy and transform into a dazzling meteor streaking across the universe, Wayne nodded slightly with satisfaction—it seems he's quite talented in teaching too.

"Not bad."

Wayne gazed at the anti-Earth separated by more than a dozen galaxies, then turned and called out to Carol, "Want to try and catch up?"

"Hmph."

Carol smiled confidently, "Even though you're Superman, I won't give up so easily..."

Carroll paused abruptly halfway through her sentence.

Feeling her body brimming with power, she suddenly recalled the words she had vaguely heard while she was unconscious.

That was Wayne's voice, she was sure of it.

Given that Wayne saved her and that she gained this power as soon as she woke up, she could roughly guess that her gain of power was inseparable from Wayne.

But the important thing is the content of his words. He said it was a thank-you gift for helping someone.

Carol tried to recall, but couldn't remember the name. It still made her feel uneasy—so he helped her because of someone else?

"Come on! I'm ready!"

Carol's expression turned serious. She didn't know why she was like this, but... she just wanted to prove herself to him.

"Ladies, please go first."

Wayne looked at Carol, who was slowly flying to his side, and gestured for her to enter.

"That's really thoughtful of you, gentleman, but that's not fair to you."

Carol pursed her lips. If she were to gain such a small advantage, she would not only fail to prove herself to him, but she would also despise herself.

Wayne shrugged indifferently, looked up at a lifeless dead star in the distance, and ignited it with his burning gaze.

Watching the planet being casually destroyed, Carol's heart was in turmoil, but at the moment the "starting gun...ball" exploded, she flew at top speed in the opposite direction of Earth (Carol couldn't see it, but her suit had a navigation function).

"If that's all you can do, you're still a long way from beating me."

Hearing the mocking voices beside her, Carol gritted her teeth, and the golden energy emanating from her body became even more dazzling, causing the surrounding space to subtly distort.

However, no matter how fast she sped up, Wayne remained at the same constant speed beside her.

She might have been happy at other times, but now she only felt depressed and resentful.

As Carol unleashed her energy, the golden energy also warped space, enabling her to travel across dimensions.

With the ability to travel through space, crossing more than a dozen star systems is no longer "impossible" for Carol.

More importantly, this gave Carol hope of winning. She suppressed the cheers in her throat and the elation in her heart, and rushed towards the direction of the Earth with all her might.

When the planet that was so similar to Earth reappeared before her eyes, Carol was stunned—because Wayne was hovering not far away outside Earth's atmosphere, waving at her.

"Not bad, you didn't keep me waiting long."

"..."

Carol sighed helplessly; she had lost after all.

"Don't be so discouraged. You're not the first one to lose to me anyway."

Wayne wasn't being sarcastic; he was simply stating a fact. "And among the people who lost to me... you're not bad, are you?"

Carol's eyes widened slightly, and she pursed her dry lips. The dazzling golden energy seemed to have become uncontrollable again.

Is it out of control again?

Wayne caught Carol, who awkwardly bumped into his arms, and then a cool, soft sensation touched the corner of his lips.

"Thanks."

Carol's eyes darted around, and she awkwardly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I mean, I'm sorry, I'm not very familiar with it yet, you know, flying."

"Thank you for teaching me."

"Also, thank you for catching me."