What's wrong with Superman's son wanting to be Superman?

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"Just use whatever crazy ideas you have! Don't even think about summoning Superman, I've tried it, it doesn't work." Madison rolled her eyes, the approaching man in black making her back ache.

and so.

I tried to struggle a few more times.

"That's because you've tried it or not. It doesn't mean my cries for help are useless. People are different... Of course, I don't like to call on Superman to save me because I believe everyone can be Superman."

talking.

Ian had his back to Madison, revealing the "CD" lettering on the back of his T-shirt—it was huge, but more than just huge. Madison was completely dumbfounded.

This garment isn't damaged because Ian bought many of them.

"What do you mean?"

Madison's mind kept switching between several scenes.

My brain just couldn't keep up.

"It's half of the abbreviation for 'super boy,' which means I'm a super boy who hasn't grown up yet!" Ian believed this was just because of his poor reading comprehension skills from Madison's language course.

His labels are distinct and extremely obvious.

"..."

Speechless, Madison saw Ian hiding in a blind spot of the surveillance camera, so he peeked out with one eye, took a rock, aimed it at the camera, and threw it with the force and speed of a bullet.

however.

The surveillance camera showed no signs of anything amiss.

Ian smashed a man in black who was 800 meters away.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Madison was stunned.

“This is part of the plan. Even you were fooled by me, so of course they're even less likely to realize I'm planning a sneak attack.” Ian adjusted his strategy in time. Madison, who felt it was absurd again but still thought Ian made a lot of sense, opened his mouth but ultimately didn't know how to evaluate Ian.

"That boy has a problem too!"

The men in black witnessed their companion being attacked.

One of them conjured a huge fireball with both hands and was about to attack Ian—Madison was dumbfounded, and Ian, not wanting to expose his shooting skills any further, frowned.

"See? I told you they were magicians!"

Ian immediately closed his eyes.

"No, even if they really are magicians, are you just going to back down like this? Give up? Don't you always say you have a super brain? Hurry up and think of a solution."

Knowing she was just a pretty face with an empty head, Madison was eager to rouse Ian's fighting spirit. Of course, she did misunderstand Ian's behavior.

"I'm unleashing my ultimate move right now."

Ian had barely finished speaking.

Madison opened his mouth, ready to say something.

next moment.

Her voice and movements stopped abruptly in an instant.

The whole world stood still.

Pedestrians are frozen in the moment of taking a step, birds hover in the air, even the water droplets of the fountain are solidified into crystal-like sculptures, and pedestrians, vehicles and even the leaves that are suspended in the air are fading color rapidly.

The whole world seemed to have become a frozen black and white animation.

Only Ian still possesses color.

"What do you mean, if I don't come, you're going to write a book called 'Me and Death: The Arrogant Miss's Guide to Courtship'?"

An annoyed voice rang out.

Ian opened his eyes.

Seeing the same gray-white traffic light that matched the surrounding environment, standing under that familiar woman in a tank top, who else could it be but Miss Death with a disgruntled expression?

See this situation.

Ian knew he had won again.

Miss Death responded to Ian's smile with a cold laugh.

"You think you can threaten me like this?" She stepped barefoot on the gray zebra crossing, each step creating ripples as she approached Ian.

"But you're still here."

Ian didn't panic.

It even quoted classic lines from Gu Long's novels.

"????"

Miss Death, realizing she hadn't scared Ian, simply stopped in front of him, looked at the boy who was a little shorter than her, and rolled her eyes in exasperation.

"This isn't because of you, don't flatter yourself." The Goddess of Death crossed her arms, her nails tapping on her arms, her long black hair moving without wind.

“I’m here because there’s something about this that I need your help with.” Without waiting for Ian to ask, Miss Death snapped her fingers.

All the surveillance cameras on the street were reduced to ashes at the same time, and even the rear cameras on pedestrians' phones turned into black sand in the wind. It has to be said that the visual impact of this scene was truly tremendous.

Ian's eyes were bright.

"Hey!"

Miss Death sighed again, looking at the scattered black ash and the boy in front of her, her expression filled with an indescribable sense of frustration. Even a god who had lived for countless ages had never encountered anything like what was happening today.

Death has witnessed the adoration of countless lives.

and this.

This was indeed the first time someone had ever begged for her power, just to use it to destroy the surrounding surveillance cameras. This guy wasn't even asking her to kill those monsters! This wasn't like using a nuclear bomb to kill a chicken; she simply couldn't understand what kind of mental state would lead someone to make such a prayer.

Didn't expect that?

Or do you really listen to your dad?

"Are you happy?"

Miss Death stared at the boy in front of her.

"A tiny bit?"

Ian's tone even carried a hint of uncertainty.

"..."

Miss Death remained silent for a moment.

“Remember, in return, you have to investigate this matter thoroughly and give me an explanation…” She seemed to be hinting at something again, reaching out and tapping Ian’s forehead.

"That's not right."

Ian was not fooled by the other party's subtle actions.

"That's not what I promised! I clearly promised that if you responded to me, you would come to my house and scrub my back when I couldn't scrub it properly in the shower!"

"And you can only rub for five minutes."

He corrected the other party's misinterpretation.

next moment.

"Whoosh~"

A gust of wind blew by.

The supreme deity vanished very quickly.

Faster than ever before, the black and white world regained its color, and Ian found himself holding a strange pointer—pointing straight and upright in some unknown direction.

"What's wrong? Why is she in such a hurry?"

Ian seemed to be deep in thought.

I sensed something unusual.

After all, when it came to the external universe eroding this universe, Miss Death had never given such clear guidance. Is this matter more urgent than her own father being corrupted by evil spirits?

"Is this your idea? A compass?" After the world resumed its flow, Madison became agile again, and all she could see in her vision was a strange pointer that had appeared out of thin air in Ian's hand.

"This is just a haughty young lady's subtle confession." Ian put the pointer in his pocket. Without the restraint of the surveillance camera, he immediately rolled up his sleeves and prepared to face a group of wizards.

A huge fireball hurtled towards them.

The passersby around them did indeed strangely ignore it.

"careful!"

Madison tried to pull Ian away to dodge, but found that Ian was like he was on steroids, charging straight at the fireball and smashing the terrifying-looking fireball with a single punch.

"A showpiece!"

Ian looked at his hand, which wasn't even burned, and was quite disappointed. Another fireball came hurtling towards him, but Ian didn't even blink. He raised his hand and punched away the weak and ineffective attack.

"Damn! Why didn't you say so earlier if you were so fierce!"

Madison was stunned by Ian's performance.

My jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"I told you not to run, not to run... Little punk, you really aren't very bright." Ian didn't turn around, but instead grabbed the lamppost that the men in black were using their minds to smash towards him.

Perfectly replicating the old father's actions.

Excellent.

It feels great that nothing went wrong.

"I can't control his mind!"

"Damn it! Who is this guy?!"

……

It's still relativity.