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

Chapter 353 Peter: Call me Master! Leila: Okay, Grandpa!
"Damn it!"

Looking up at the red sunlight shining from the ceiling of the prison, Injustice Superman felt surrounded by weakness and powerlessness.

If he is irradiated by the red sun, he will lose all his abilities.

Needless to say, this is the cage Batman created to imprison himself.

He must have prepared for many years in advance, and now he finally got what he wanted!
"Damn it! Leila, Louise, are you there?"

He hammered hard on the glass wall, but no one responded.

Finally, Superman sat down weakly and dejectedly.

Did this dream-like bubble finally burst?
Covering his forehead, great pain swept over his whole body like a shadow.

The shadow that wrapped around him so tightly made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"dad."

Suddenly, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice was heard outside.

Superman turned around suddenly when he heard the voice.

It turned out that the person standing in front of him was the daughter in his dream!

Lyra is wearing a blue Superman uniform with a red cape on the back.

She has short black hair and blue eyes, as gentle and beautiful as Louise's.
Looking at Leila who was smiling at him, Superman was stunned in shock.

"Lila?!"

He couldn't believe his eyes.

“Isn’t this a dream?”

"Of course not, Dad. We are all in reality. Although I just left the Antarctic expedition team and found that my world has changed a lot when I woke up, people always have to adapt to the new life. You told me that before."

Leila put her hand on the glass wall, trying to convey something to Superman inside.

"Grandpa Peter said that I should just treat it as a dream. When I wake up, I will return to the real world. Oh, sorry, Grandpa said that I can't call him Grandpa. I have to call him Master."

Leila smiled slyly, "I guess if he is called grandpa, he will feel like an old man."

Leila was created by Peter using most of the magic of the ruby. Her personality is exactly the same as Leila in Superman's dream, and she has all the memories of the dream world.

However, she didn't know that she was a nightmare creature, and subconsciously believed that she was still a Kryptonian.

She was ignorantly full of attachment and longing for Peter, the man who created her, and would subconsciously obey Peter's orders.

Although Leila now doesn't understand why she has such a strange feeling towards her grandfather.

"But it's really bad. I had a dream and everything in it was so vivid, but my memory of reality became blurry."

Leila took a deep breath, a frustrated look on her face.

Superman stared at Leila blankly, and suddenly a ray of sunshine shone into his desperate heart.

He didn't expect that Peter could actually pull Leila from the dream world into reality.

What should have been a mirage actually became a real reality!
Looking through the glass at his daughter's gentle and pure aqua-blue eyes, he suddenly felt that fate had finally shown him mercy.

"Laila, it's great to see you."

"Me too, Dad."

"I used to think that if I had a boy I would name him Joe and if it was a girl I would name him Leila"

"Oh, I finally know where my name came from. I thought my mother gave it to me."

Superman placed his hands on the glass wall, so that his hands were facing Leila through the glass.

"Laila, your mother was taken from me. We were supposed to have a child, we were supposed to have you, and I overreacted to it. I lost myself."

Superman said to Leila regretfully: "I have made an irreparable mistake."

"I know, Dad."

Leila also became sad.

Her blue eyes were filled with sorrow. "I know what happened in Metropolis. My mother died because of it. Countless people died in that explosion."

"In the dream, the tragedy was prevented by my grandfather, but reality is not as perfect as dreams. Dreams have the most beautiful things, but reality is the cruelest nightmare."

Leila tried hard to smile at her father despite her sadness.

"But I can change, Dad, and you can change too. New resolve can grow from grief, and we can do more for this world, make it less tragic, and create a world where lunatics, villains, and tyrants no longer hurt people."

"We can reverse the climate crisis, and we can stop those unnecessary wars."

Leila's eyes were filled with hope that Superman could clearly see, "I belong to this world, and I can use my powers to help it."

As she spoke, she looked down at the "S" mark on her chest.

"This sign is supposed to be a symbol of hope, a symbol that gives hope to those who see it. But when I was on the street just now, people saw it on my chest and their faces showed fear. This shouldn't have happened."

With sadness in her eyes, she lowered her head and closed her eyes.

“Hope should not become fear.”

Looking at his daughter's sad expression, Superman blamed himself and apologized to her, "I'm sorry, Leila."

He was silent for a moment, then said to Leila: "The Godfather is right. The world needs a superman. Leila, you can replace me. You can do better. You have the power to change everything."

The imprisoned Unjust Superman suddenly calmed down.

"Go, Leila, you shouldn't stay here, the outside world needs you more."

Superman raised his head and looked at his daughter with satisfaction, "You will always be my pride and Lois's pride."

"dad."

There was a flash of pity in Leila's eyes.

She knew her father had made a mistake and had to be punished here.

Although she wanted to release her father, she knew she couldn't do it. Not to mention that Grandpa Peter didn't agree, even if Grandpa agreed, she couldn't do such a thing as jailbreaking.

In the dream world, Uncle Bruce made a mistake and was willing to be imprisoned.

Today's fathers will become like Uncle Bruce when they make mistakes.

I cannot trample on the laws and order of this world.

Exhaling deeply, Leila placed her hand on the glass and faced Superman closely.

“I love you, Daddy!”

"Whoosh!"

After saying goodbye to her father, Leila flew out of the prison.

A tear fell from the corner of her eye and dripped onto the ground.

Watching his daughter's leaving back, Injustice Superman had a complicated expression on his face.

metropolis.

Leila's red cloak fluttered in the air as she flew, looking down at the city that was completely different from the one in her dream.

The metropolis in the dream had not been attacked by a nuclear bomb, and everything was so beautiful.

The real Metropolis was destroyed by the Joker's nuclear bomb.

Although the city has been rebuilt now, she seems to be able to hear the cries of the people who used to be here.

“This is so similar to the city in my dreams, the people are similar, the places are similar, but I can feel the difference.”

Murmuring to herself, Leila closed her eyes and took a deep breath of the city air.

"The air is a little fresher."

With her arms open, Leila allowed her long, healthy and beautiful limbs to stretch freely.

“If I could just stretch myself, if I could just let go of the barriers within me.”

Stopping her flying posture, Leila closed her eyes and quietly felt the breath of the city.

“I can hear you.”

Suddenly, Leila's blue eyes suddenly opened.

She heard screams coming from the street.

"Ahhhhh! Help!"

Hearing the cry for help, Leila's expression became serious and she immediately flew towards the direction where the sound came from.

On the rooftop of a residential building, a boy of about a few years old was holding onto the railing with his feet dangling in the air, struggling desperately.

Although he kept trying to climb up, he eventually ran out of strength and his hands fell off the railing, and he fell straight to the ground.

Standing on the rooftop, the mother who was unable to rescue screamed, "No! My child!"

At the critical moment, Leila's figure turned into a blue lightning and flew towards the falling boy.

"I got you!"

With a "bang", Leila gently hugged the falling boy.

Hovering in the air, she said to the stunned boy, "Don't play on the rooftop next time. It's very dangerous, understand?"

The boy nodded dumbly.

She flew to her mother, holding the boy who was either frightened or stunned.

Leila handed the boy in her arms to the other party, "Here you go, ma'am."

"Bobby, my child, I'm so glad you're okay."

Taking the child from Leila, the mother thanked her excitedly, "Thank you, thank you. If it weren't for you, Bobby would have been in trouble. You are such a good person."

With tears in her eyes, the mother kissed her child and thanked Leila.

But the next second, the mother looked up and saw the "S" logo on Leila's chest and was stunned.

Looking up at Leila standing outside the rooftop, she said in a panic, "I-I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

As she said this, the mother quickly picked up the boy and walked quickly into the room.

At the same time, he said to Leila in a hurried tone: "This kind of thing will not happen again, I promise."

"Dangdang!"

The door to the rooftop was closed.

Standing outside, Leila felt that everything around her was very quiet, with only the whistling of the wind.

Leila could feel that the other person was afraid.

But the mother was not afraid of herself, she couldn't even see her own face clearly.

What she was afraid of was the symbol on her chest.

Leila's blue eyes were filled with uncontrollable sadness.

She wanted to say something to her mother, but suddenly felt that her words were so pale and powerless.

Looking up, she looked toward the city streets in the distance.

There are still sporadic exchanges of fire between government forces and rebels, the city is still in turmoil, and the people here are still in fear and anxiety.

"So."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind her.

".What do you think? Leila."

(End of this chapter)