American comics farmer: start by adopting the villain savior.

Chapter 58 Is this how the bio-force field is used?
A few days later, the central square of the small town of Smallwell was bustling with activity.

A colorful balloon arch spanned the entrance to the magic show, and the shouts of vendors and the laughter of children intertwined.

Street performers walked on stilts among the crowd, and from time to time they would conjure up a handful of colored paper and throw it into the sky, causing passers-by to exclaim in surprise.

There was a figure printed on the huge poster. The person in the picture was wearing a top hat, with a cynical smile on his lips, and playing with a deck of cards in his hand.

"Wow! So many people!" Clark leaned against the car window, his blue eyes sparkling. "Dio! Look, there's cotton candy over there! Is that... is that a Tanghulu (Tanghulu) from the East?!"

Dio snorted coldly, his red eyes glancing towards the magic tent in the center of the square:
"……childish."

Locke: “.”

That’s not what you said last time you were eating candied haws at the Metropolitan (chew chew chew).

"All right."

Jonathan stopped the car and turned back with a smile: "Boys, get ready to get out of the car."

As soon as he finished speaking, Clark couldn't wait to unbuckle his seat belt.

He turned and held out his hand to Locke: "Uncle Locke! Let me hold Sarafiel!"

Seeing Clark so enthusiastic, Locke naturally would not dampen his enthusiasm and carefully handed the baby over:
"Okay, remember to hold on tight, don't—"

His words suddenly got stuck in his throat.

He couldn't believe what he saw.
The moment Clark took Sarafiel, an invisible wave spread from the boy's fingertips, like a transparent film, gently supporting the baby's body.

No matter how Sarafiel kicked her legs in Clark's arms, she was still floating steadily in Clark's arms, without even the wrinkles of her swaddling clothes being disturbed!
Bio-force field?!
Locke's pupils suddenly contracted.

—Superman holds a child with a bio-force field. What am I dreaming about?

No, that's not right...

When did Clark learn about bio-force fields? He can't even control his strength!
This guy almost broke my ribs when he hugged me last time.

Shocked, Locke suddenly turned his head to look at Dio, only to see the blond boy standing beside him with a calm expression, even yawning out of boredom, as if he was accustomed to the scene before him.

These two boys...

You even hid this from me?!
"Locke?" Martha patted his shoulder in confusion. "What are you daydreaming about? The children are all up ahead."

"……fine."

Locke took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the shock in his heart, and stared at Clark's back.

The young man was seen walking forward happily with Sarafiel in his arms. The baby was giggling in his arms, and his little hands were curiously grabbing the balloons floating by. The invisible force field even thoughtfully adjusted the strength so that Sarafiel would not feel restrained and ensured that he would not fall.

This control...

It's like an innate instinct.

Slowly catching up with Clark, Dio looked back at Locke, a smile flashing in his red eyes:
"Dad, hurry up and catch up."

Locke: “…”

Good boy, I’ll settle the score with you when I get home tonight!

He rubbed his temples and quickly caught up with his family.

After all, the performance began soon.

The lights in the super tent suddenly went out, leaving only a spotlight shining on the scarlet curtain.

Following the passionate drum beats, several magicians soon took turns to perform on stage.

The wonderful magic show made Clark exclaim exaggeratedly throughout the whole process:

"Oh my God! How did he do that!"

The sound was so loud that even the audience in the front row looked sideways.

After listening for a while, Dio, who could no longer bear it, had a flash of impatience in his eyes.

"Clark." He lowered his voice. "The missing coin."

"Well, I think it's hidden in the magnetic pocket on his sleeve," Clark continued, gesturing with his hand. "And he has calluses on his right middle finger, which must be from practicing concealing props."

Dio's sneer froze on his face.

"Can you tell?"

"I can see that." Clark scratched his head, his blue eyes gleaming in the dim tent. "But knowing the principle doesn't mean much, and it doesn't hinder the surprises that magic brings me."

“Like, wow, you can perform like this~”

With a cold snort, Dio retracted his Stand and glanced at Sarafiel.

The little devil was watching with great interest, his pair of black eyes wide open.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" The host on stage suddenly raised his voice, his booming voice resounding throughout the venue:

"Now, please welcome Metropolis' youngest and top magician, Ms. Zatanna Zatara, at only 16 years old!"

?

When the curtain rose, Locke inexplicably felt that the name sounded familiar.

But before he could figure it out, Jonathan bumped his shoulder:

"Brother, why does that lady keep looking at us?"

Locke followed the line of sight and met the smiling eyes of the magician lady.

She wore her signature top hat, her black costume outlined her elegant curves, and her fingertips were vaguely pointing in their direction.

"Maybe I'm too handsome." Locke said calmly.

"Hey! It's obviously me."

Jonathan was about to retort when Martha stopped him with a glare.

After all, Zatanna had already started her performance. She took off her gloves and tossed them lightly.

The gloves transformed into dozens of blue morpho butterflies in the air.

Clark's mouth opened into an O shape.

His sight followed frantically, but he could not find even a trace of the prop mechanism. He could only look at Dio for help, but the other party revealed
"Why are you asking me if you're so awesome?"

An expression of disgust.

of course
In fact, the most surprised person was Locke.

He also had no idea how those butterflies appeared out of thin air.

The phosphorus powder scattered from the wings of the butterflies flying through the air even landed on the tip of Sarafir's nose, causing the baby to sneeze cutely.

This is no longer a magic trick.

This is absolutely magic.
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The Milky Way hung in the sky as the Kent family walked on the path home.

Locke walked behind his family, holding the sleeping Sarafiel.

At this moment, Jonathan was dancing and imitating Zatanna's magic moves with Martha.

"That lady named Zatanna is really amazing. No wonder she became a top magician famous in the Midwest at the age of sixteen."

“Jonathan.”

Martha smiled and took her husband's arm. "That's what you said when we saw that magic show in college."

"etc."

Jonathan suddenly stopped and said, "Zatanna Zatara Martha, do you remember the show we watched?"

"It seems so. Zatara?" Martha covered her mouth, her eyes gleaming with memories. "Then it's not surprising."

"Twenty-five years ago," Jonathan exclaimed. "We were at the University of Kansas watching a magic show. I still remember the last trick. Mr. Zatara actually made the whole theater filled with roses!"

Hearing this, Clark, who was walking in front, suddenly braked hard, almost causing Dio to hit his back.

"A family of magic?"

The boy's eyes lit up, "No wonder she's so powerful! Dio, you said that—"

"bother."

Dio quickened his pace and walked around Clark without looking back.

"Hey, Dio."

Clark trotted after him: "How did that guy who made the butterfly do that? Can't he see the world clearly?"

The blond boy rarely refuted and just scratched his hair in annoyance.

He had to admit that he couldn't see through it either.

but
Glancing at his father who was smiling meaningfully, Dio curled his lips.

Star Platinum must have noticed it, right?

Locke blinked as his eyes met Dio's.

Of course he couldn't tell, because it wasn't magic at all.
After all, that
But there is a magician who can recite spells backwards, a magician who will be known as the 'Supreme Witch' in the future.

Now this time period -

Isn't it the time when she was young and toured the United States in search of her missing father, Zatara?
(End of this chapter)