Marvel Comics: Starting with the Ability to Replicate Superhuman Talents

The sun sets in the sky and the moonlight covers the earth.

The conversation between Gino and Clark ended unhappily.

Clark insists that with great power comes great responsibility, and superpowers should limit their abilities.

Jino holds the opposite attitude. He will not use his powerful force to harm innocent people, but he will ruthlessly kill enemies who threaten him.

At this moment, outside the small town of Smallville, on the road near Luther Manor, the sports car turned a corner and drove into the manor.

The old housekeeper has been waiting for a long time.

Jino threw the keys of the sports car to the butler to park the car and walked into the castle.

Gorgeous lamps hung in the huge living room. Lex shook his wine glass and sat on a chair. He raised his hand and took a sip of red wine. He looked at Kino triumphantly and said, "Château Lafite, pure taste."

"It's a pity that you are not of age and can't drink."

Gino sat at his seat, with a steaming steak on the plate. The rosemary juice spread on the surface of the steak, giving it an alluring aroma.

"Not being able to drink red wine doesn't make me angry, Lex. I don't like that stuff at all." Gino shook his head, holding a knife and fork to cut open the steak, putting it in his mouth to chew and taste.

"By the way, there's something I have to tell you. Jerome is awake."

Lex raised his eyebrows, put down the red wine glass and said, "I just wanted to tell you about this."

"Just this morning, Jerome who was in the VIP ward of the Metropolitan City suddenly woke up and then disappeared instantly. After that, the entire hospital lost power for half a minute."

"Disappeared suddenly?" Gino frowned: "You mean he has super powers like me?"

Lex put his chin on his hands and nodded, "I'm afraid so."

"The meteor shower many years ago created too many unknowns and accidents, as well as your terrifying abilities."

"This is why we came back here, brother." Gino glanced at Lex's bald head: "If we can solve the mystery of the meteorite, maybe you can regain the hair you lost."

Listening to Gino's sarcasm, Lex's face darkened: "We said we weren't allowed to talk about my hair."

"My fault, my fault." Gino smiled and raised his hands to express surrender. When his brother was angry, he would ignore him like a little girl for several days in a row.

Well, actually from a certain point of view, Lex is a dark, disabled and arrogant boy.

"But Jenommy actually gained superpowers." Gino rubbed his chin, looked at Lex and said, "Lex, be careful lately. When I was at school in the afternoon, I received a threat from Jenommy."

"Threat?" Lex's face looked a little ugly, and he guessed what Jenommy was thinking: "Is it because of the incident thirteen years ago? He thought we would die without saving him."

"That's right." Gino nodded, feeling helpless about Jenomie's neurotic brain circuitry.

"Master, maybe I shouldn't disturb your meal." The old butler Jarvis, wearing a tuxedo with one hand behind his back, said politely: "But a group of police officers came from outside the manor and planned to ask the young master about the situation."

After hearing the butler's announcement, Lex couldn't sit still and stood up:

"Asking about the situation?"

He looked at Gino: "What happened? Was your ability exposed?"

At this moment, Lex has begun to think about whether he needs to hire some killers to kill all the insiders to ensure Gino's safety.

Jino shook his head and said:

"No, not really."

"I broke the bully's arm as quickly as possible. No one noticed, and the police were just confused."

After hearing Geno's words, Lex regained his composure. As a relative, he knew Geno's strength, and he knew even more that the world was not ready to welcome superhumans.

Lex turned to the old butler and said, "Butler, tell the police that we don't have time to cooperate with their investigation."

As the eldest son of the powerful Luther family, Lex is not afraid of the consequences of not cooperating with the police.

The old butler nodded and left. After a while, he turned back and reported: "As you wish, the police have left."

In a free America, capitalists have a very strong say, and the small town police dare not offend the local tax-paying company, the Luther Group.

And this is the power of capital.

The policemen left in dejection after encountering disappointment at Luther Manor. The police car turned left and right and then came to Kent Farm, which is also Clark's home.

Compared with the submissive attitude at the manor, two local policemen came directly to the door of Jonathan's house. They knocked on the wooden door roughly: "Mr. Jonathan Kent! We are small town police. There are some matters that require your son to cooperate in the investigation."

The family who were eating around the wooden table in the room looked at each other. Martha looked at Clark with some worry, subconsciously feeling that her son had caused some trouble.

Jonathan signaled his wife to calm down, then glanced at Clark, who was a little panicked. He stood up, opened the door, and blocked the police with his body: "Officers, this is Jonathan Kent. What did Clark do?"

The leading police officer took out a small notebook and said, "It's an incident that happened at Smallville High School. The football captain in the same grade as your son suffered an inexplicable fracture in his arm during a fight."

"His arm was shattered and he will never be able to play football again."

"According to witnesses, the other party had a conflict with the new transfer student Geno Luther."

"And your son wanted to stop the conflict and witnessed the whole process."

The policeman said with an expressionless expression, "We want to know what happened."

Listening to the police officer's statement, and thinking of his child's terrifying abilities, Jonathan's face became gloomy and scary. He mistakenly thought that Clark had broken Whitney's arm and left him disabled.

After all, only his son has this terrifying ability.

But years of education convinced Jonathan that Clark was not the person to do such a thing.

For a moment, Jonathan felt a little confused.

"Are you looking for me?"

At this time, Clark, who heard the noise, came to Jonathan and looked at the police officer.

The two police officers glanced at Clark and said:

"Yes, classmate Clark, do you know how Whitney's injuries were caused?"

Clark was silent for a moment and met the eyes of the two police officers.

There was also the suspicious gaze of his father Jonathan. Clark was a little sad at this moment. He didn't expect that his father would suspect that he did it.

Think again of the conversation he had with Jino not long ago.

The words that the other party said at that time, "The wolf mistakenly thought that he would be accepted by the dogs by disguising himself as a hunting dog, but the wolf is still a wolf after all." Clark was extremely shaken in his heart.

After a moment of silence, Clark made up his mind. He raised his head and stared at the two police officers: "Sorry, I didn't know what happened at the time. Whitney's inexplicable fracture of her arm might be some kind of supernatural event."