American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!.

Chapter 22 The idea of ​​robbing thieves
"That's surprising, Mr. Luther. Although you don't have a very good reputation, you have changed my impression of you today."

Peter took another look at this entrepreneur with a bad reputation.

Of course he wouldn't believe that this guy was a good person who was keen on charity.

"People in Smallwell may have some misunderstandings about me."

Lionel Luther smiled and shrugged.

After Peter talked to him for a few words, he saw Clark and Azu waving at him and said to Leno, "Sorry, I have to leave for a while."

Leno smiled and made way, watching Peter walk over to the two children.

"gentlemen."

His men came over and asked him, "Should we temporarily stop our chemical plant project? This is a big loss for us."

"Yes, temporarily."

His eyes became more serious. "Because—I found something more valuable."

He has already found out that the person who slashed the zombies with the samurai sword that night was Peter Patrick.

"Destroy the video footage of the scene, and then have the PR department take action and unify the story. The attackers at the scene were just terrorists who lost their minds. I don't want to see any talk about zombies."

He gave orders to his men.

the other side.

Peter walked over to Clark and Zu and asked them, "What's wrong?"

"Clark wants to use the bathroom."

"Are you nervous?"

Peter asked him as he held Clark's hand on the way to the bathroom.

Clark exhaled and said absentmindedly, "I don't know. I just saw my mother shaking hands and hugging those strangers. Their tears wet their collars and sleeves. There was also the scent of flowers all over the room. I had difficulty breathing, Godfather."

"I counted in my head, they said 'he was not hurt, died quickly' about thirty-two times, and 'God works in his own mysterious ways' twenty-five times, Father."

Clark looked up and asked Peter, "Why do people keep repeating the same things?"

Peter looked at Clark in surprise.

He didn't expect this kid to be so sensitive.

She really has the potential to become a saint!

After thinking for a moment, he said to Clark: "Because every similar sentence will make those who have lost their loved ones a little stronger."

"profound."

Clark nodded.

After the funeral, Peter drove Clark and Zu home.

Perhaps influenced by the atmosphere of the funeral, Clark was in a low mood.

A Zu was not surrounded by the shadow of death at the funeral. He asked Peter, "Dad, why did Uncle Louis become a zombie?"

He was clearly more interested in zombies.

"Because Louis and Vanessa did something wrong, they wanted to revive their son in their grief, so they made a wish to the devil and were punished as a result."

Peter tried his best to explain in a way that both of them could understand.

"I know."

Clark, who was sitting in the back seat, suddenly said, "Just like Old White in The Monkey's Paw, they made mistakes because of sadness."

"Grief is no excuse for stupidity, Clarke, although there is a difference between the two, but it is a matter of life and death."

As Peter spoke, he thought of the dried-up swamp.

In that land tainted by kryptonite, the magic still exists.

What to do with this land?

Maybe I can find the mayor, buy the ownership of the land, and prohibit anyone from entering.

The swamp itself might come in handy later.

Thinking of this, he decided to buy the land.

After driving back home, Peter checked his savings. The average price of land in the United States is $4100 per acre, which means that if you want to own 1000 acres of land, you will need to pay about $470 million.

Land in Kansas is relatively cheap, costing only about $3500 per acre.

The swamp covers an area of ​​about 100 acres. If you want to buy it, you have to prepare 35 US dollars.

He looked at the bank card in his hand and frowned.

Although he had robbed many gangs in the metropolis, the expenses were also high because he had two naughty kids.

The current balance in the bank card does not exceed 20 US dollars.

"Looks like I have to go to the Metropolis to get some supplies."

Taking a deep breath, Peter put the bank card away.

Clark and A-Zu can ask Neil to help take care of them temporarily. If everything goes well, he can solve the problem in one night.

But before that, some preparation is needed.

"dad."

He was planning to go to the metropolis to rob other gangs when A-Zu came over.

"what happened?"

"I want to hear a story."

A-Zu said he also wanted to hear a bedtime story.

"Okay, what story do you want to hear? The seven dwarfs, or the little mermaid princess?"

"dad."

A-Zu curled his lips, "I'm not Clark, I'm not interested in such childish stories."

"Oh?"

Peter looked at him in surprise, "So what do you want to hear about?"

"About zombies."

"You are still a child, it is not appropriate for you to be exposed to these things."

Peter immediately rejected the other party's request.

This kid's taste is even heavier than mine.

After being rejected, A-Zu became a little depressed.

"Your birthday is in a few days, Zu, maybe you can look forward to this."

Seeing that the other person was in a low mood, Peter changed the subject and mentioned Zu's upcoming birthday.

As soon as he heard about the birthday, A-Zu immediately became excited.

"Can I make a request, Dad? About my birthday present."

"It's better not to. Birthdays are full of surprises."

Peter told him: "Birthdays mean almost endless possibilities. A colored jar full of candy or a toy box upside down on the floor could all be surprises."

Azu's eyes lit up immediately, but he soon remembered something and asked Peter, "Dad, when is your birthday?"

"My birthday?"

When A-Zu asked him about his birthday, Peter was stunned.

When is your birthday?
He no longer remembers.

After traveling to this world, is your birthday the birthday of your previous life, your original body’s birthday, or the day you traveled to this world?

"Dad is past the birthday stage."

"why?"

Azu asked curiously.

After patting A-Zu's head, he said slowly:
"Because only when you grow up do you realize that every birthday is like a turnstile, taking you further and further, deeper and deeper, until suddenly one day, birthdays become not possibilities, but inevitable."

Peter coughed and felt that he had said too much, so he patted Zu's head and said, "It's too late, you should go upstairs and sleep."

(End of this chapter)