American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 55 New Coupon Cards

"This is really interesting."

Gino gripped the car body and pulled gently.

With a loud "bang," the boy lifted the large SUV and straightened it, and the four wheels made contact with the concrete road again. The process was inevitably bumpy, and Pete and Chloe, who were hitting their heads, cried out in pain.

"it hurts!"

Chloe covered her swollen forehead and mouth, fighting off the urge to vomit as she got out of the car. She looked at Gino with wide eyes, her face full of apology: "I'm so sorry, Gino, I ruined your party."

"Ah, no need to apologize, we're friends, aren't we?" Gino smiled. Helping Chloe was just a small favor; the important thing was the experimental subject.

"Just... friends?" Chloe's expression darkened as she looked at the nonchalant young man, a sense of inexplicable disappointment welling up inside her.

After witnessing Gino's "divine power" tonight, Chloe has erected a high wall in her heart. Perhaps she and Gino were never from the same world from the very beginning, and perhaps this will only intensify over time, eventually separating them into two different worlds.

Perhaps the only one who could accompany him to the end was the equally mysterious Clark?

Gino paid no attention to Chloe's emotions. At that moment, Little Black Pete also climbed out of the SUV with trembling legs.

Even his once-proud thick black lips had turned pale and bluish-purple, suggesting that tonight's adventure was not going to be a pleasant experience for Pete.

"Oh my god, tonight was a nightmare."

Pete swallowed hard, glancing at Gino with awe before looking at the struggling monster in the dense forest. He asked the question that had been on his mind: "Gino, what should we do next?"

"What should we do?"

Gino chuckled, picked up a twig from the ground, and said, "I wonder how you would react if rats got into your house."

"But unless you're an animal rights activist, you'll usually kill any rats that break into your home."

Gino gently broke the twig in his hand, turning it into a rough wooden spike. He then turned to Chloe and the other woman with a smile: "Do you know how the medieval church killed those they considered witches or vampires?"

"They would tie people to crosses and pierce their hearts with wooden spikes."

Gino tossed the wooden splinter lightly into his hand, and the boy smiled at Pete: "If you want to watch how I kill your vampire bride, you can come with me."

Pete quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, no, I don't want to!"

Just kidding, that monster kept calling his name.

Gino wasn't surprised; perhaps this was the answer he was looking for. The young man pointed his long, slender index finger at the SUV: "Then, you two drive away."

Pete pursed his lips and led the distraught Chloe into the SUV.

The damaged SUV spewed out large plumes of black smoke from its rear exhaust pipe, but still drove slowly and steadily into the distance.

Watching the SUV disappear from his sight, Gino chuckled softly and slowly walked towards the bat monster, while taking out his phone to call Lex.

"Lex, you've caught something interesting again."

"Yes, you'll need to bring a larger cage."

After hanging up the phone, Gino walked up to the bat monster and stared at it, which was pinned down by the giant tree and unable to move, only able to raise its head and roar at him. He said in a low voice, "Dead material is no match for living material."

With a smile playing on his lips, Gino raised the wooden spike and stabbed it fiercely into the monster's arm.

"Pfft!"

Blood mixed with foul-smelling pus splattered on the leaves. Ignoring the wailing monster, Gino quickly used four wooden stakes to immobilize its limbs.

Under the cold moonlight, the bat monster's tattered red dress looked exceptionally vivid and tragically beautiful.

The ball I most wanted to go to never got the chance.

And it can be predicted that it will spend the rest of its life in a dark and sunless underground experimental base.

The basement level of the Luther Chemical Plant.

Nearly half of the world's top biologists gathered outside the giant transparent glass case, rubbing against the mindless monster.

They were all highly paid scientists hired by the Luther Corporation to assist Lex in a groundbreaking research project.

At the very front of the crowd,

Lex stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with fanaticism as he stared at the bat-like monster lying on the ground, devouring the fat of a live cow.

"Honestly, you gave me a big surprise by catching a live subject."

Lex turned around and looked at his brother sitting on the sofa.

Upon receiving the message, Lex immediately dropped what he was doing and arranged for professionals to retrieve the experimental subject as quickly as possible.

In a corner not far away,

The lab naturally had a place to rest. Gino rested his hands on the sofa, tilted his head back, and stared at the ceiling.

"Yes, live material."

Gino gave a perfunctory answer to "Cheap Bro," but he was actually checking the system interface.

After several weeks of daily interactions with Clark and friendly "communication" with Talia, I've earned enough points to redeem a new copy card.

With a slight thought, the familiar golden card was now between Gino's two fingers. The warm card was covered with intricate and luxurious patterns, looking both mysterious and strange.

Gino was thinking about what he should do with the card.

The ability to replicate bat monsters?

Don't be ridiculous, you could crush that kind of trash with a single finger.

"Lex, when will your experiment begin?"

Gino's gaze swept over the large petri dishes in the laboratory, and he had some ideas in mind.

"Originally, it would have taken several years to overcome some technical challenges, but with this guy..."

Lex turned around, reached out and patted the glass case, eliciting a snarling roar from the bat-like creature. He continued, "I believe my first experiment will begin around this time."

"Great news."

Gino flipped his finger, and the gold card disappeared. He was already looking forward to what surprises Lex's experiment would bring.

Early in the morning.

As Gino drove his sports car into the school, two policemen waiting outside the gate approached him with warm smiles: "Mr. Gino!"

Gino glanced at the two policemen. Was it because of yesterday's murder?

"We received a call from Mr. Julie Moss's father, who said his daughter hadn't come home all night and that the house appeared to have been vandalized."

One of the police officers cautiously said, "According to the intelligence the police have, she was going to your estate that night to attend a ball."

Another policeman then asked, "Did you see her at the dance?"

Surprisingly, Gino smiled gently and said, "No, I haven't met Miss Julie Moss before, nor have the guests last night."

The two policemen nodded: "We're sorry to bother you, but Julie's father is blaming you for his daughter's disappearance. That old man seems to have gone mad; he keeps pestering us to find you to ask about the situation."

Who is Mr. Gino? A rich second-generation who sponsors the town's police department with tens of thousands of dollars every year, how could he possibly kidnap Moss's ugly and fat daughter?

Gino smiled, shrugged, and said, "It's alright, I understand Mr. Moss's sadness."

The two policemen bowed and scraped: "Well then, have a nice day."

Gino waved his hand, signaling the two policemen to get lost.

What about Julie's father?

Gino thought it best to let the middle-aged man believe that his daughter was simply missing.

If you tell a man the truth, he might go crazy because he can't accept it.

The once chubby and fair-skinned daughter has turned into a mindless and insane bat monster.

It's best to keep this a secret.

A lighthearted moment today: Some people are really hard to judge. Clark saved the protagonist's brother, and the protagonist repaid him with a car. Even giving Clark some dating advice gets him called a simp. I mean, when the protagonist taught Clark a lesson during the Gray incident, he didn't hold back either. Isn't that a normal way for friends to get along? How does repaying kindness become being a simp? It's truly a stage on the internet. If you're crazy enough, come on over. If you have even a little bit of kindness, the protagonist is a simp, a saintly hypocrite, and has to be portrayed as extremely wicked, right?

(End of this chapter)