What's wrong with Superman's son wanting to be Superman?

Jordan persisted: "How did you know?"

Clark's expression visibly stiffened. His eyes darted around slightly, his lips twitched slightly, and after a few seconds of silence, he displayed the authority of a strict father.

"Get to work right now!"

Clark concealed the fact that he also went through a similar period.

Simultaneously.

It also concealed the attempts he had made with Louise.

"..."

Jordan and Jonathan were not as smart as Ian and failed to realize the problem. They were stunned by Clark's raised voice and quickly turned back to clearing the ruins.

after all.

Wonder Woman still couldn't catch Ian, but she did retrieve her Lasso of Truth. Ian, having finished his official duties, then devoted himself to his family's charitable work.

"I heard you saved my wife and me, thank you." Aquaman Arthur was digging through the rubble with Ian when he sensed the awkward atmosphere and took the initiative to start a conversation.

"No need to thank me, Uncle Arthur. Just remember that you owe me more than a thousand favors. I saved you and Aunt Mera, which means that your children and grandchildren were able to be born and reproduce because of me."

Ian worked very hard.

He remained polite.

however.

The response clearly had the feel of a conversation killer.

"Forehead……"

Aquaman Arthur's personality clearly couldn't handle such a brat, so he could only cough awkwardly twice and say, "Actually, my wife and I already have a beautiful son."

"He's studying at school today... Maybe you two can play together sometime?" Aquaman Arthur still felt quite favorably toward the child who saved him and Mera.

He also really wanted to get closer to Superman's family.

"Hahaha, Arthur, you really are something else! Yes, that's it, let him take your son out for a few more days." Wonder Woman was passing by when she heard Aquaman Arthur's words.

then.

The demigod immediately stopped moving the abandoned bus, put it down, gave Aquaman a thumbs up, and then resumed the moving and cleaning work.

Ian threw a stone at him.

Missed.

He was so angry that he stomped his feet.

"Does that mean Arthur now has a son?"

The Flash sped past.

"?????"

Arthur was completely confused.

He hasn't had much contact with Ian yet.

Therefore, he failed to grasp the meaning behind the Flash's words. Due to the awkward silence, Arthur cleared his throat again, wanting to break the ice.

"You know what? I'm a fish-man, and I can talk to fish." He wasn't very good at communicating with children, so he mentioned his most impressive and magical ability.

Ian looked up at the burly man.

"I can do that too."

He continued digging happily.

"really?"

Aquaman was momentarily stunned, his expression gradually turning to shock.

"Uh-huh."

Ian nodded.

He's clearly talking to the fish right now, so how can that not be considered having a special ability in that area? He has to have it even if he doesn't; the evil god can't admit to being lacking in any way.

"Then we can exchange experiences."

Arthur became interested.

He said.

Edited by Ian.

He said it again.

Ian once again showcased his talent as a writer.

The relationship between Aquaman and Ian was fairly pleasant.

This rescue.

It lasted until the evening.

It wasn't that the entire city recovered in a single day; rather, the superheroes had done what they could, and the remaining reconstruction work was the responsibility of the government and Wayne Enterprises.

Wayne Group will take full responsibility for providing funding for post-disaster reconstruction.

This wave.

Quinn's Corporation, which belongs to Green Arrow, did not dare to follow suit. They only indicated that they would provide building materials and ensure that Metropolis would have a sufficient supply of food and supplies during this period.

The Kent family can finally go home.

So does everyone else.

Wonder Woman returned to her city after a long, tiring day. She took a shower, ready to rest, but unexpectedly, her phone rang.

"Hello~ Hello~ Can you hear me?"

That was Batman's deep voice.

Diana thought something urgent had happened and sat up.

however.

But she could only hear it.

“Diana, I’ve figured it out. Ian really is the MVP, and you really did win by doing nothing… I won’t use the last word, as Batman I’ve always been very polite.”

Batman's voice, as always, carried a deep, superb, bubbly tone.

The tone of his voice inexplicably triggered another episode of high blood pressure in Diana.

She was completely confused.

Why was the other party able to call him using Bruce's phone number?

Did they eat Bruce too?

Chapter 128 The Death of Ian! The Heroine Sheds Tears!

Outside the window.

The city's neon lights are flashing.

As the princess of Themyscira and a demigod on earth, Wonder Woman Diana was certainly not lacking in intelligence. Almost the instant the other person opened their mouth, she realized that the other person was definitely not Batman.

Bruce would never use such a direct tone to promote himself.

The big capitalists in the Justice League always only put on the most sophisticated kind of show-offs—except when they're bragging about their wealth. That's why Diana realized the problem the moment her blood pressure spiked.

"Ian Kent!"

Having already developed some psychological trauma, Diana was certainly able to make a clear judgment: it was definitely the Kent family's strange device using a convincing voice changer!

"Yes, the person I'm talking about is Ian Kent. You owe this well-behaved, obedient, sensible, gentle, kind, and generous child so much."

“Without him, you… our Justice League would be wiped out long ago.” Batman’s bubbly voice continued to whisper as he gave the youngest son of the Kent family a praise of over six hundred words.

"..."

Diana, wrapped in a bathrobe, was speechless. She searched the house thoroughly, even checking under her bed – clearly afraid that Ian might be hiding somewhere.

Who says only US military personnel suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder?

Wonder Woman now has her own PTSD!

“I’m not under the bed. Batman never hides under the bed. If you don’t believe me, go ask the Joker; he just had his second child.” The voice of the real Batman came through the phone again. He was playing the Batman from his own books, the Batman character he owned the copyright to, so no one could find fault with him.

"??????"

Diana glanced at her phone in disbelief. She began to rummage through everything, checking not only the ceiling but also her bed.

Nothing at all.

Not only did they fail to find the boy who was hiding, they also failed to find a single spy camera.

"Damn Kryptonian brat! That's not how you use super hearing and super vision!" Diana yelled into the phone, clearly having misunderstood something.

This misunderstanding is quite subtle.

Even the bathrobe she was wearing made Diana feel uneasy, so she quickly found a tortoise shell made of pure lead and put it on herself before she felt a little more at ease.

obviously.

Superman has always been more than just a source of fear for Bruce.

"I am Batman, and this is the power of technology." The voice of the real Batman rang out again, but not through a phone, but through the notebook that Diana had placed in the living room.

I saw.

Under Diana's incredulous gaze, the laptop, which should have been closed, slowly opened and moved on its own, which was even more unsettling than the cabinet moving.

"???"

Diana stared in disbelief at the figure in the background of the Batcave on the computer screen—wearing full armor, he really did look like a real Batman.

“Our Wayne Technology products have a lot of backdoors. Buy a computer and get a full set of built-in monitoring, surveillance, and explosive devices. It’s clear that our main selling point is cost-effectiveness.”

The official Batman is expressing his feelings.