American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!

Contrary to Vanessa's expectation, the door lock was only slightly turned, but did not open.

Peter, who was standing outside the door, suddenly remained motionless strangely.

He neither pushed the door in nor walked away directly.

The air fell into silence.

Vanessa's nervous heart was in her throat.

Finally, when she was about to collapse, Peter's footsteps were heard outside.

After the footsteps gradually faded away, Vanessa collapsed to the ground with a "thump".

Take a deep breath, thankful that the other party did not come in, she slowly threw down the dagger in her hand.

A few minutes later, she staggered and walked to the body of her son.

Looking at the night outside, her eyes were fierce, "No matter what, I will make you come back to me, Terry."

After Peter left, she went to the kitchen and found a roll of tape, tied the pick and shovel together, and then made a strap with a rope and put the tools in the strap.

After completing all the preparations, she carried her son's body to the trunk of the car.

Her husband Louis's driver's license was recently revoked, and the car has been in the garage for a long time.

"Buzz!"

The car roared and sped in the rainy night.

Vanessa drove the car and soon arrived at a forest outside the town.

The quiet forest was filled with the sound of fear.

The rain slapped on her hair, and for a moment she even felt an uncontrollable fear in her heart.

Does she really have to carry this body through the woods and go to that place?

But when she thought that this might be the only way to save her son, she could only grit her teeth and move forward.

Thirty minutes later.

She finally arrived at her destination, panting.

This was a pit surrounded by rocks, covered with a lot of fallen leaves.

The soil was green and exposed a little under the cover of the dead leaves.

She put the body package on the ground and knelt on the muddy ground to catch her breath.

Then she used the prepared tools to dig a hole in the ground.

The soil soaked by rain was very soft, and Vanessa quickly dug a big hole and put her son's body in it.

After putting the body in, she filled it with soil again.

By the time she was done with all this, she was too tired to stand up.

After sitting there for a while, she stood up and walked back to the roadside step by step.

After Vanessa's back disappeared, a figure stood out from behind the bushes.

Peter stood in the woods, looking at the place where Vanessa buried the body, frowning slightly.

Before, in front of the storage room door, he did not push the door in.

Vanessa, who was hiding at the door, was easily captured by his senses.

The other party's undisguised murderous intention naturally did not escape his perception.

Although he could easily push the door open and kill the other party.

But considering that the other party was Louis' wife, it was not suitable to kill rashly.

In addition, he was more interested in what the other party wanted to do.

So he did not push the door in, but left the scene, monitoring and tracking the other party.

Sure enough, he discovered the secret!

Walking to the pit surrounded by stones, Peter stared at the newly dug pile of soil below.

Why did this woman dig up the body and bury it here?

Is this land different, and has some magical power to revive her son?

Staring at the pit in front of him, Peter fell into deep thought.

Looking up, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of green light.

Jumping into the pit, Peter reached out to lift a dead leaf and picked up a piece of green stone on the ground.

The cool green stone was held in his hand.

Is this a meteorite?

No, it should not be an ordinary meteorite.

Looking at the surrounding environment filled with strange atmosphere, Peter had some guesses.

The next day, early in the morning.

At Padrick Farm, Clark and A Zu sat at the dining table to eat breakfast.

"Dad."

A Zu picked up the milk and drank it all in one breath.

"Can you buy me an eagle kite?"

"Do you want to fly a kite?"

"Yes, it would be better if you could buy me a kite string."

Azu proposed the idea of ​​buying a kite, "I saw someone flying a kite in town, maybe I can experience the feeling of flying, I mean, holding the kite is like flying myself."

"What about Clark? Do you want it?"

Peter asked Clark.

Before Clark answered, Azu said first: "Clark hasn't come out of the funeral yet."

"What's wrong? Clark."

Peter cast a look at Clark.

Clark thought for a while and said: "I think the atmosphere of the funeral is a bit low, and it always makes me think of bad things."

Peter nodded, "Clark, because you see people's sadness, you will also feel sad, right?"

"Maybe."

Clark felt that the oatmeal in front of him was not as delicious as before.

He raised his head and asked Peter with some doubt: "Godfather, is this normal for me?"

"Of course, Clark, sadness is also a part of normal human emotions."

Peter touched Clark's hair, "People who have just lost their loved ones will begin to grieve within three days of their death, and it will last for four to six weeks. This is the case for most people."

"But as time goes by, human feelings will turn into another emotion, as colorful as the rainbow. The intense grief will gradually lessen into a kind of heartache, and the heartache will evolve into mourning, and finally mourning will Turning into a memory...this process may last from six months to three years."

Clark was a little frustrated when he heard this, "I - it will last for half a year!"

"That's not your relative, so there's no need to worry, Clark."

After Peter comforted Clark for a few words, he placed a lead box on the table.

"What's this?"

Azu and Clark's eyes were immediately attracted to the lead box.

Before Peter could say anything, Azu immediately opened it impatiently.

A faint green light instantly caught their eyes.

When Clark came into contact with this light, he immediately felt a sense of discomfort.

Azu didn't notice Clark's strangeness and directly took out the stone and handed it to him.

"Look, Clark, what a beautiful stone!"

Clark reached for it.

The moment he touched it, he immediately felt a burning sensation.

He shook his hand back and let out a hissing sound from his mouth.

"Crack!"

The thrown stone was immediately caught in Peter's hand.

Seeing Clark throw the stone away, Azu immediately asked with concern: "Clark, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't know, I just felt like I was burned."

Looking at the uncomfortable Clark, Peter nodded imperceptibly.

As expected, the stone picked up at the burial site last night was kryptonite from Krypton.

As a Kryptonian, Clark's body will enter a state of rapid decline when exposed to Kryptonite.

Although his superpowers have not yet fully manifested, kryptonite still has an effect on him.