Chapter 46 Clark Burned by Little Mars
As night fell, the stars hung high in the sky, and dark clouds floated silently, quietly covering half of the moon.

Rickman took care of the company's business all afternoon and returned home.

A fire was lit in the fireplace, and under the light of the fire, he sat on the sofa chair with an uncertain expression, like a wild beast that wanted to choose someone to eat.

Since gaining the ability in the meteorite rain more than ten years ago, Rickman has been going smoothly, no longer the small salesman who can drink around and almost be fired, until now he has achieved great success.

"The feeling of being threatened, the feeling of embarrassment, I haven't experienced it for a long time, the man in blue!"

A few small clods of shoe soles found on the floor of the living room have been sent for testing, and the results will almost be available tomorrow.

"Then send the soil from these farms to the Geological Survey Bureau for comparison.

It's not hard to identify which farm people you're related to. "

Rickman's eyes were fierce as he fiddled with several sealed test tubes.

These are the soil samples that he quietly took back from those farms in the afternoon.

Soil testing is a very complicated thing. The organic and inorganic substances contained in the soil in different places, as well as bacteria and viruses, will present different data.

Especially the soil of the farms. Some farms raise cattle and sheep, and the manure is mixed into the soil. Some farms grow corn, some grow wheat fields, and some grow fruits and vegetables. The fertilizers and brands used are also different.

"From this point, it's not difficult to find you out, man in blue!"

From the signing of the land acquisition contract to the sudden appearance of the man in blue who threatened him at home at noon, it was just a few hours, and it was another small town in the countryside.

He couldn't believe that guy was a masked vigilante who occasionally heard about it and came to administer justice!
"It definitely has something to do with those farmers."

A gust of wind blows, the curtains are blown, and the moonlight shines into the room like a silver gauze.

On the sofa in the room, there was an extra figure at some point.

"You are careful."

A low voice came.

"Who?"

Rickman jumped up from the table and chair near the fireplace like a frightened bird, took out a silver pistol from under the seat, and pointed at the figure on the sofa.

The man in blue broke into his house and threatened him. Once or twice, he hid guns from many places in the house in the afternoon, just in case of emergency.

"Everyone who walks will leave traces."

On the sofa, the figure sitting did not seem to see the pistol in Rickman's hand, and murmured.

"It seems that someone is happy to be one step ahead of me and forgets about the rest."

David heard that Rickman was going to send the soil to the Geological Survey for comparison, so it was not difficult to guess what happened.

A certain son of Krypton may be a little carried away, maybe he is a little nervous about doing this kind of thing for the first time, not knowing that he has left a little clue.

"It's almost time to catch the little tail!"

He stood up slowly, revealing a cold face from the shadows.

"who are you?"

The purple skin made Rickman's eyes widen, and the gun in his hand did not bring any sense of security.

After merging the second template, the vertical lines on David's chin had disappeared, but his skin still inevitably turned purple when he used the powerful physique of the Eternal Race.

Just came in at a speed close to the speed of sound, so the skin color appeared.

David moved and came to Rickman. Before he could react, he grabbed his neck and left the villa.

Rickman was out of breath, the scene was blurry, and a few seconds later, he was thrown on the cold concrete floor after a whirlwind.

A dark, deserted alley.

"Where is this?"

He stood up in panic, vaguely making out that this seemed to be a street in the metropolis.

"Your burial place."

"who are you?"

Looking at the figure exuding a terrifying aura, Rickman's heart stopped beating, his hairs stood on end, fearful and angry at the same time.

creak!

"You don't have to know who I am."

David's eyes fired purple rays, and the gun in Rickman's hand fell into his hands at some point.

After the tooth-piercing sound, he effortlessly kneaded it into scrap iron, and melted it into a ball of dazzling molten iron, which flowed down between his fingers.

"you you……"

Rickman, who was a little angry just now because of fear, seemed to be choked, unable to speak, and couldn't believe what he saw.

"You just need to know that you've got a couple arguing all morning when they shouldn't be anxious.

Just know that you want houses and land that you shouldn't. "

This matter should never end with the return of the land and the house, and end it casually and easily.

David said coldly.

"If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price."

"I have a lot of money, I can give it all to you, and spare my life."

Looking at the trembling figure with purple eyes, Rickman's voice trembled, and he didn't understand why he just used his ability to acquire the land of a few small town farmers, causing such a big disaster.

Obviously, when he did whatever he wanted in the metropolis before, he never had this situation.

First came the extremely fast man in blue, and now came a purple-skinned man who was as strong as a monster.

"3000 million, no, 8000 million...!"

Before he could finish.

There was no movement on David's face, and the two rays in his eyes tore through the darkness, burning the begging Rickman into a ball of ashes, which fell in the cold, damp and dirty alley.

He turned and left, disappearing in place.

……

"David, you know what's going on, don't you?"

The next day, I left home and went to the school gate.

Clark stopped David with a worried face.

"This morning, my parents and a few farmers went to the police station to report, only to find out about Rickman's disappearance."

"Did you kill someone again?" He didn't want to speculate in that direction, but not long ago, a police detective disappeared under David's hands, and it was hard not to think of it.

He just said why David was so calm yesterday, which was completely out of his character.

At the end, Clark couldn't help feeling a little angry.

"Isn't it normal for you to tell the secret, afraid of being exposed, and escape from the metropolis?"

David spread his hands nonchalantly.

"Anyway, with his ability, he can get extremely nourished wherever he goes."

"Do not……"

What else did Clark want to say.

Walking into the campus, David took out a pitted fist-sized meteorite from his pocket, forcing him to retreat weakly.

"David, I just asked you a few words, but you actually used meteorites to deal with me."

Under the radiation of the meteorite, Clark backed up with a heartache, looking at his brother in disbelief.

"Don't get me wrong, you forgot the geography teacher Reagan's homework?"

David weighed the meteorite in his hand.

"Let us collect all kinds of rocks according to the method he taught us to identify. What I have been arranged is to collect meteorites and rose quartz."

It would be ridiculous for geography teachers elsewhere to tell students to collect meteorites for homework, but in Smallville, a town that calls itself the meteorite capital of the world, meteorites are everywhere.

Clark, who was afraid of meteorites, could only watch his brother leave, and planned to ask after school in the afternoon.

After school in the afternoon, after leaving the classroom, the sky outside has gathered dark clouds and drooped, and it seems that there will be a downpour.

Clark looked up depressed.

When school was over, Chloe asked him to help proofread and revise the school newspaper, but David had long since disappeared.

Missed the school bus and had to walk home.

Most of the time, he doesn't like his abilities that are different from ordinary people. Clark plans to go home and take a look, and wait until it really rains.

"By the way, I can think about how to ask David about that on the way."

After ten minutes, walk onto the bridge.

Clark raised his head inadvertently, his face changed drastically.

"Avery, what are you doing?"

As the cold wind blew, a rebellious figure stood on the railing of the bridge, wearing earphones on his head, looking down at the dam under the bridge, throwing the stones in his bag down irritably.

Clark recognized his classmate, Avery Regan, the son of their geography teacher.

But Reagan, the geography teacher, always told Avery not to call him dad at school, but to call him teacher. This afternoon, he was still in geography class, and in front of a class of classmates, he mercilessly reprimanded his son who had finished half of his homework.

"Come down, it's dangerous!"

Clark yelled.

But Avery, with headphones on and blasting rock music on his head, with a gloomy face and a rebellious brow, didn't hear it at all.

Stab it!

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, rumbling.

Seeing the dangerous figure standing in the wind, Clark rushed forward and hugged his waist, about to pull him off the bridge to prevent him from falling or being struck by lightning.

Wearing electronic equipment on the head, it is easy to cause lightning when standing at a high place.

click!
Unexpectedly, a thunderbolt strikes and hits the two of them.

The meteorite in Avery's schoolbag, which was used as a geography homework, shone brightly, and the lightning connecting the two turned green.

Zizizi!
"Ah ah ah..."

Responding as if he was briefly shocked by an electric shock, his whole body became stiff, and Clark let out a painful cry and fell to the ground.

Avery also fell to the ground, his clothes were split by lightning and sparks remained.

"Are you all right, Avery?"

His body just seemed to be slightly numb, and Clark felt that his body was fine.

I just wanted to help Avery who fell on his back to see if he was not injured.

Unexpectedly, the sparks on the clothes of Avery, who was dizzy, burned him.

"what!"

Unexpectedly, Clark screamed in pain, retracted his hand like an electric shock, and stared at the painful and blistered hand with wide eyes in astonishment.

"Just a little spark, why?"

And looking up again, Avery's chest was burning with sparks, and he was fine, it seemed that he was just a little dizzy and woke up in a daze.

"Clark?"

 The update is a bit late, I wrote [-] characters more, please read it later. (〃'▽'〃)
  
 
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