I, the younger brother of Superman, ended up with a Thanos template.

He couldn't go to the ball looking like this, so that the person he dreamed of would see him.

In the bright living room.

Snapped!

"Is this why you stay cooped up in your room all day, Greg?"

When her son returned, Grek's mother looked grim and threw a stack of photos and several videotapes onto the sofa.

The photos of Lana, her classmate, were taken from various angles, during the day, at night, and on her way home... It's as if they were taken by a pervert, and the content of the videotape is the same as the photos.

You cannot enter my room without my permission!

Greck shouted angrily and hurriedly put away his treasured possessions in a panic.

“How could you do this? I’m in the same club as Lana’s aunt, Niel. My son is always secretly taking pictures of his niece. How am I supposed to face her?”

As Greke's mother spoke, she became emotional and almost cried.

"I can't let you continue like this."

She was too negligent, too respectful of her son's privacy, and didn't pay enough attention to what he did, which led to her son becoming like this.

He secretly photographed female classmates, spent all his time in his room raising insects, became increasingly gloomy, and stopped interacting with people.

"I'm going to call Clermont Military Academy tomorrow morning."

She couldn't imagine what her son would become if things continued like this.

"Absolutely not! What will happen to my insects if I leave!"

"You should have changed that weird habit a long time ago. I'll throw away all those bugs in your house tomorrow." She became even more agitated when she saw her son yelling at her without any restraint for those bugs.

Bang!

He hurried back to his room and slammed the door shut.

As Grek looked at the butterflies, beetles, and spiders he had collected in the bottles and jars, his expression calmed down, and he spoke with an almost infatuated tone, as if he were talking to a lover.

"You are so beautiful, no one can hurt you. I will take you to a safe place."

The soil in the bottle, which provides habitat for insects, emits a beautiful pale green fluorescence.

This is a meteorite he found at night some time ago. He broke it into pieces and added it to each bottle. It glows at night, making it even more beautiful.

He also sent fluorescent butterflies as a gift to the person he had a crush on.

"I wonder what Lana's expression was like when she received the gift; it's a pity I didn't take a picture."

After packing his things, Greck once again revealed that same fascination with insects.

I packed all the bottles and jars in the house into the car, ready to go to the abandoned treehouse from my childhood to put the insects there.

Moreover, he could hide up there and avoid being arrested and sent to military school.

click!

"Greek, where are you going!"

The dilapidated car started, and Grek sped onto the highway. Ignoring his mother's shouts as she chased after him, he sneered and headed straight for the treehouse from his childhood.

But after driving for a short distance, just outside the town, the road came into a mud pit and became bumpy.

Snapped!

Due to inertia, the bottle containing numerous insects fell to the ground and shattered.

Now free, insects carrying meteorite dust swarmed around the cramped car, attacking Grek who was driving.

"No, don't bite me!"

The sharp, needle-like pain was unbearable for Greke. He swerved the steering wheel and crashed into the roadside bushes.

The green-glowing insects were frantically biting him.

"Ah ah ah..."

Grek's screams echoed far and wide in the deserted countryside, eventually fading as he fell unconscious.

……

The school auditorium was filled with a terrifying experience that left everyone weak in the knees and trembling.

Everyone was still in shock and soaked to the bone, so the party could no longer continue.

Someone called the police, and the town police quickly arrived to investigate. Upon hearing that the children had almost been attacked, the students' parents rushed over to take their children home.

The quiet night was broken as ambulances, police cars, and vehicles driven by parents almost blocked the school gate.

“David, Clark!”

Jonathan and Martha arrived after receiving the news, but couldn't find their two sons in the crowd.

"Chloe, have you seen them?"

Martha asked the little girl who had visited her family's farm before and left a deep impression on her.

“I don’t know, Aunt Martha.”

Accompanied by her father, Chloe, wrapped in a blanket, sat on the steps at the school gate and replied, "They should be alright."

"Dad, Mom, we're here."

"The couple is looking," Clark shouted.

"Clark, where did you go?" Chloe asked the question that had been bothering her for a while.

"I... David and I didn't have a dance partner. Halfway through the dance, we got bored and went outside for some fresh air."

Clark and David walked over and saw Chloe and Pete's parents were there. Clark scratched the back of his head and said...

He wasn't very good at lying and seemed a little nervous.

But nobody thought much of it; many people were terrified tonight.

"Are you guys okay?"

After glancing at his youngest son's newly changed clothes, Jonathan patted his son on the shoulder and asked his two sons a question.

"I'm fine, Dad."

David smiled at his concerned father, and Clark replied that he was fine.

Jonathan glanced around and subtly signaled to his worried wife not to ask any more questions.

The couple knew that the attacker had suddenly disappeared, and it was probably their eldest son who did it.

Moreover, both sons were wearing clothes that should have been neatly folded and stored in the closet at home, indicating that they must have both encountered some kind of trouble.

"Are you Clark Kent and David Kent?"

"Yes, sir."

Where were you when it happened?

"us……"

The town police routinely came over and took a statement, without suspecting Clark and David, who had left halfway through the process. Judging from the eyewitness testimonies of others, their physiques were vastly different from that guy's.

Furthermore, it's still unclear whether this was an attack or a prank, so there's no need to make a big deal out of it for now.

Judging from the fact that the other party scared everyone in the room half to death and then suddenly disappeared, it is most likely the latter.

"Unfortunately, tonight was supposed to be a wonderful evening for the children, Jonathan."

"It's good that the children are alright."

The parents chatted for a bit, then each took their children home.

……

"So, it really wasn't a prank after all?"

At home, Jonathan and Martha sat on the sofa and looked at their two sons, asking them a question.

"A person who can generate electricity?"

The couple exchanged a surprised glance.

Chapter 14 Gotham is not far from Metropolis

After hearing his two sons recount what had happened, David followed Clark after he took the man away, still worried. While crossing the school fence, he accidentally tore his clothes, and then he saw that Clark had already rendered the man incapacitated...

“You did a great job, Clark, you saved your brother and everyone else.”

Jonathan pondered for a moment, then said seriously.

"While we ask you to conceal your abilities, it doesn't mean you should stand idly by when someone is in trouble."

We believe that God gave you these abilities for a reason.

"God?" Clark, who was already feeling awkward and thought his brother didn't need him to save him, felt even more uncomfortable upon hearing this.

"What's wrong?" Jonathan noticed that Clark's expression was a little off.

"It's nothing, except that the madman who wanted to kill everyone at the ball also kept saying that God gave him his abilities."