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

"Make a wish, Mr. Coro..."

……

“Every time, the old-fashioned Mr. Kavorski would start this lesson with an equally old sex education film.”

The school bell rang, and Pete walked into the classroom with a beaming smile.

"Today, I am finally free from that kind of suffering."

Beneath the thrilling projection screen, a woman nearing sixty, wearing reading glasses, sat with a stern and rigid expression, intently scanning who wasn't paying attention. It was impossible for anyone to have even the slightest thought that shouldn't be in the classroom.

"Who told you that, your brother?" David raised an eyebrow.

"My Father."

"..."

Clark, who was about to speak, was momentarily speechless.

"Students, please sit down."

I'm the new teacher, Ms. Aikins, who will be teaching biology, health education, and human anatomy.

In the golden morning light, a sexy, hot figure wearing a miniskirt walked into the classroom. The beautiful, sexy female teacher in her thirties got straight to the point, raising her hands to pull down the rolled-up projection screen from above the blackboard.

The male students, who had just sat down, stared blankly, almost standing up along with the teacher whose skirt hem rose.

"I don't know why, but it feels a bit hot in the classroom."

Clark swallowed hard, noticing his brother's gaze, and quickly pretended to be serious, fanning himself twice with his hand to look hot.

Summer is coming soon, so this is all normal.

Look, Ms. Aikins is sweating!

Pete made no attempt to hide it; he seemed completely mesmerized, staring blankly ahead.

In the sweltering heat, Ms. Aikins's curves seemed even hotter than the sun. Her miniskirt didn't seem to offer her any relief. She parted her full, sensual lips slightly, fanning herself with her hand, beads of sweat trickling down her wheat-colored neck...

As the film began, she walked to the side of the podium and sat by the window to enjoy the breeze.

But few of the male students in the class actually looked at the projection screen.

David felt a slight heat and frowned.

This is very unusual; he's not interested in the sexy, slightly promiscuous type like Aikins.

"Ability user?"

Perhaps it was too hot, Clark was even more exhausted, his mouth was dry, sweat dripped from his chin, and his eyes seemed to be hiding flames, constantly shifting stealthily between the curtains and the windows.

puff!

Suddenly, flames appeared on the curtain and then it caught fire.

"on fire!"

Upon seeing the flames, the people in the classroom screamed.

Clark's fleeting romantic feelings vanished in an instant, and his eyes lost their fervor.

"Get out of here, students."

Everyone was evacuated from the classroom by Aikins, and the faculty and staff arrived to put out the fire.

"Oh, and that's how a unique biology lesson came to an end."

Pete seemed to see a devout believer whose divine manifestation had been interrupted, looking dejected.

Some people looked uncomfortable, like they were stuck on a slide, unable to go up or down.

In the corridor, David gazed at the cherry blossoms on campus outside, paying little attention to Aikins, who was directing the firefighting efforts.

He's not a serial killer who will kill anyone with abilities he encounters; as long as you don't provoke him, that's fine.

School's out.

The four walked out of the campus, preparing to go home.

"Hey Clark, how's your physics report coming along?"

Holding a book, Lana, with her long black hair, walked over with a bright smile, waved to greet him, and spoke to Clark first.

"I'm fine. How about you, Lana?"

The two chatted freely, like a couple who were more than friends, with a slightly ambiguous atmosphere between them.

"Clark and Lana?..."

David was taken aback, feeling as if he had missed several episodes of a TV series.

“You don’t know, do you, David?”

While you were away, Lana and Clark's relationship progressed rapidly. Don't underestimate a knight who bravely charges for love, even if he was just a country bumpkin who blushed at the sight of girls before.

Pete winked and made faces.

Without his powers and no longer afraid of Kryptonite, Clark began to make his usual advances when facing the person he secretly loved.

Tall and handsome, with a warm smile like the sun, he no longer makes a fool of himself as often as before, and even Lana, who is used to being chased by cheerleaders, can't resist him.

David never expected that Clark would actually benefit from this misfortune and have an unexpected gain.

Lana joined the group, and the others greeted her. She and Clark chatted and laughed as they boarded the school bus.

At the school gate, a figure with a gloomy face appeared. Seeing this scene and the strange looks cast by other passersby, Whitney's face turned pale with anger, and she gritted her teeth.

"Clark..."

He clenched his fist, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, and a dense, fluorescent green tattoo on his wrist was very conspicuous.

"This time, your brothers won't be able to protect you anymore!"

Chapter 71: I Want to Become a Goddess (Part 71)

"Teacher Aikins, Teacher Aikins..."

Aikins rejected the swarm of male school teachers who came up to her asking her out. Wearing sunglasses, she drove her beautiful red Mustang out of the school gate. Some teachers, not giving up after being rejected, grabbed two concert tickets and tried to chase after the car.

Completely ignoring it, the car drove onto the town's streets, the wind blowing through her orange-red hair.

She drove with one hand on the steering wheel, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

“I’m not going back to town to date a bunch of high school teachers whose incomes can’t even afford a detached house.”

There was only one man in the entire town who could catch her eye—Lex Luther, the heir to a billionaire fortune.

A burning desire welled up in Aikins's eyes as she drove toward Luther Manor.

"I hope this Lex Luthor will give me some surprises. I wonder what priceless treasures are in his vault."

She was already getting impatient and stepped on the gas to accelerate.

……

Luther sat behind his desk, his face slightly grim, deep in thought.

Martial was promoted to captain of the bodyguards, but before noon, something terrible happened to him: some of his teammates, who were jealous of his promotion, exposed embarrassing photos of him.

A photo of him drinking with other people at a bar, getting drunk, and hugging and touching a filthy toilet.

"Martial, who is very concerned about his image, was immersed in the joy of becoming captain and was unaware that he had become a laughing stock."

"Is it a coincidence, or a price to pay?"

Luther wasn't a considerate boss; he only cared whether this was an isolated incident or... whether everyone who made a wish with the wishing stone would suffer misfortune.

He rested his chin on his hands, his eyes dark and brooding.

Snapped!

The study door was opened.

"who are you?"

A hot woman in a pink miniskirt walked in, ignoring Luther as if she were looking at her new home, and commented with some dissatisfaction.

"The decorating style is too old-fashioned."

Although this is an old castle, I never expected that the study of someone rumored to be a spoiled rich kid would be in this style.

"Who are you?

Martial, we pay you hundreds of thousands of dollars a month, not so you can just let in random, clueless people.

His thoughts interrupted, Luther glanced coldly at the bodyguards outside the door, signaling them to get to work.

Regardless of what tricks this woman dressed like a bar dancer used to lure them in, they should be asked to leave immediately.

"Boss, we advise you, Miss Aikins, to be more polite!"

Martial and the others gazed at Aikins with such affection that they wanted to melt her, as if she were the goddess of love and beauty descended to earth, the embodiment of all that is beautiful in the world. Hearing Luther's words, they were deeply displeased. How could Luther be so disrespectful to the goddess!

"You don't seem to like me?"