[Comprehensive Yingmei] I cover this earth

Chapter 121 Eden 09

Clark fell into shock and thought.

He stared blankly at Ian for a long while before realizing that this little alien who he thought needed to be guided was an unbelievably powerful existence that didn't need his protection at all.

And the reason why he refused to tell himself was also clearly revealed.

— because Ian was worried that he would be hurt.

Clark had no doubts that if he met this... this disgusting monster alone tonight, he would never be able to kill it as easily as Ian.

Unprepared, he even suspected that he would be polluted by this monster to the point of being insane for a while.

Ordinary people's insanity is at most likely to hurt themselves and the people around them, but if Superman is insane... Clark didn't dare to think about it.

He thought again, is it possible that Ian has been watching various superman blackened works these days, is it to prevent this from happening?

Clark: ...The clown was me, waking up to be the enemy of Batman!

Ian looked at him expressionlessly, and Clark saw some subtle worries in his iridescent eyes. Just when he wondered if he had some illusions, he heard Ian say: " Clark, are you okay?"

Clark was taken aback.

This is the most natural and rich expression of emotion he has ever heard from Ian.

Although this sentence is only four words, one of the words is his name.

"I'm fine." Clark took a deep breath to calm his violent heartbeat. He knelt down and looked Ian in the eye, and said, "How about you? Are you okay?"

Ian nodded.

"Let's go home first... Let's go home first." Clark looked at the blood on his body, hugged him into his arms without hesitation, flew into the air, and returned to his apartment as quickly as possible.

"Would the blood be poisonous?" He looked at the blood stains on Ian's body, and hurriedly hugged him to the bathroom. After seeing the disgusting appearance in the monster's body, it was hard for Clark not to suspect Does the rotting blood have some terrible caustic effect.

Ian turned on the shower head, stood under the cold water and drenched himself thoroughly. Soon the pus and blood disappeared into the sewer. He looked at the anxious Clark and said, "I'm fine."

His physical strength is enough for him to survive in the most extreme environment. It is nothing more than pus and blood from the mother nest of the plague tomb. Even if he drinks it, he will be fine-of course, this is just an example, he will not drink it ,too disgusting.

"So... that's what you've been hiding lately?" Clark said. "Have you been taking care of these slug monsters all by yourself?"

Ian nodded.

"...Sorry, I thought you were doing something bad." Clark lowered his eyes, looking like a big dog frustrated and wronged.

Ian paused when he wiped his hair with a towel, as if he didn't know how to comfort Clark, he hesitated for a moment, then reached out and patted Clark on the shoulder.

Because of the disparity in height between them, he had to stand on tiptoes.

This action made Clark look at him in surprise. After receiving a calm and indifferent look, Clark didn't feel frustrated at all, but felt that his mood suddenly improved a lot.He took off a large bath towel from the towel rack next to him, wrapped little Ian in it completely, and held him in his arms to rub him dry.

"Okay, it's getting late, and the night tour is over!" Clark took the hair dryer and blow-dried Ian's hair. Plant something... right?"

Ian nodded.

He has always had only one principle in his actions, and he will never keep his hand if he can kill the grass.

"Very good, Ian, you are great." Clark smiled happily, but his men rumpled Ian's hair, "It's time to let the citizens of the metropolis know that you, the little black man, saved the world at night. them."

Ian looked up at Clark and shook his head hastily.

"So low-key." Clark was not surprised, but the movements of his hands were a little more gentle, "You are really a little hero, Ian...ah no, you are already a little hero. "

hero?

After Ian heard this word, his body froze obviously, but he quickly covered it up as if nothing had happened.Although Clark felt Ian's abnormality, he only thought it was a child's shyness and didn't take it to heart.

A crisis of trust was so easily resolved invisibly, and at the same time, the slug crisis in the metropolis was easily strangled in the cradle.

……

For the next few months, Ian lived in Clark's house.

He basically has nothing to do on weekdays. He eats, drinks, and has fun. Occasionally, he is taken out for a trip by Clark, and he has a lot of fun.

His pollution level also continued to drop during the pleasant vacation, and soon reached the normal level.

But Ian, who has recovered to normal, still doesn't know what he should do next. Star Nest has no tasks for him in a short period of time. The Pope doesn't know what he is busy with recently, and basically never contacts him.So, Ian continued to live in Clark's house, and he got used to it anyway, didn't he?

……

That night, Clark returned to the metropolis with Ian in his arms.

"Oh... this familiar night is really nostalgic." Clark looked at the metropolis already immersed in the night, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

They had just returned from a trip to Greenland, and it happened to be summer in the northern hemisphere. The two had spent three days and three nights in the Arctic Circle during the polar day. At this moment, they saw the night for the first time in three days.

Thanks to Clark's fast enough flight speed and Ian's physical strength to withstand high-speed movement and high-altitude low temperature, they were able to travel around the world without Ian's passport or visa.

"It's quite tiring after going out this trip." Clark yawned and said, "Let's go back early and rest."

Ian nodded, although he didn't feel tired at all.

After Clark sent Ian back to the room, he was about to calculate the expenses of the trip and figured out what reason to use to reimburse the money, when he suddenly felt something and raised his head to look out the window.

His pupils reflected the other end of the night sky, where there was a meteorite, dragging its long tail, falling in the direction of the metropolis.

"Wow..." Clark raised his eyebrows, "This is really rare."

He opened the astronomical phenomenon forecast on his mobile phone and found that NARS did not have any forecast about meteorites at all, let alone the early warning that a meteorite might hit a city.

This made Clark feel a little unusual.

But no matter what, this meteor must be blocked.He immediately opened the window and quickly flew towards the direction where the meteorite fell.

……

Meanwhile, in his room, Ian jerked his head up.

He jumped out of bed, ran to the balcony of the bedroom with short legs, raised his head and looked at the meteorite with its long tail in the sky, the densely packed pupils in those eyes disguised as human eyes seemed to hear some horns assembled in his eye sockets.

He instinctively entered the fighting state almost instantly.

That is--

That is an old sun-worshipper from beyond the sky!

This thing came so suddenly, so caught off guard!

…That’s right, all the old sun-worshippers who are able to communicate with the old days’ rulers on the earth have been informed of the truce, and will not run out to block the eyes of the secret star in a short time, only the old ones who suddenly descended from the sky Only those who are dependent on the sun will be so ironed that they will directly smash into the metropolis where human beings gather!

Just when Ian was getting ready to fight, he saw a figure jumping up from the balcony of the living room and flying towards the meteorite!

Ian who can't fly at all: ...

Isn't this what pot is not opened and which pot is lifted!

Clark's speed was extremely fast, and he was close to the falling meteorite in the blink of an eye.

He adjusted his posture in the air, confirmed the angle and speed at which the meteorite fell, and completed the calculation in his mind instantly.

Just when he was about to intercept the meteorite, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The meteorite suddenly changed in his field of vision.

It was obviously a foreign round meteorite with a long tail, but in Clark's eyes, it seemed to be a wandering spirit dragging a long robe, falling from the sky.

Clark's flying movements paused, and the sudden dizziness made him lose his mind for a moment.

After returning to normal, he looked at the meteorite again, and this time, he saw more clearly the terrifying illusion that the meteorite gave him.

It was like a dried corpse, a monster with long clothes and turbid energy.

The corpse seemed to have noticed Clark's shocked gaze, and it turned its head stiffly to look at Clark.

Clark's eyes darkened.

He felt severe drowsiness coming continuously, his mind went blank, as if he was about to fall into endless eternal sleep in the next second.He tried to keep himself awake, but his body felt like it was leaden.

After pausing in the air for a second, he lost the propulsion to fly and plummeted towards the ground.