The Father of Superheroes Chapter 25: for dad
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Power stone, please
Good day
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"Life is like a tube of toothpaste. When you've used all the toothpaste down to the last squeeze, that's when you've really lived. Live with all your might, and struggle as long as you have life."
– Mion Sonozaki (Higurashi)
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The power of realization.
Mike calls the power within the body by name.
When it is exhausted, the embodied thing disappears.
However, Mike used the power of cards to advance the process of 'consumption'.
That is, when the card was made, all the power to maintain the realization was poured into the card.
In this way, his fighting ability and time have been greatly improved.
The power and consumption of materialized objects are related to the proficiency of materialization. Therefore, Mike prefers, or more precisely, chooses some convenient and full-featured items for targeted materialization, so as to improve his proficiency. degree, thereby enhancing the power of the embodied thing.
He divides objects into three categories.
The first category is the Shinigami Zanpakutō.
The second category is the Noble Phantasm in fate.
The third category is the props that have magical functions, but do not belong to the same series, and stopwatches belong to them.
However, with the embodied power and power level in his body, the embodied item can only manifest a part of the power of the original item.
For example, Zanpakutō can only materialize the beginning solution, and the **** solution cannot be materialized yet.
Thinking about it, if you want to do it, you can only wait to upgrade to LV2 or higher.
LV2…
Looking at his current level progress bar, Mike said he was very calm.
Holding the blank card between his hands, Mike took a light breath and began to materialize items and fill the cards.
After a while, the blank card was supplemented by incarnations.
On the front is a short knife, and on the back there is some information specially written by Mike.
Name: Gunslinger.
Item introduction: This is a Zanpakutō, which has the same lethal power to the soul. When the liberation language is uttered, it will exert its real power.
Liberation language:
First solution: shoot him, magic gun!
Remarks: The blade that can expand and contract freely, change its length, and enhance its attack speed and strength is a sigh of relief.
With a flash of light in his hand, the card disappeared, and the embodied power in Mike's body had bottomed out.
In order to prolong the existence of the manifestation, he had to use up the power in his body.
"You can only make one card a day, and going out with Logan consumes more than a dozen cards. You have to replenish it quickly!"
Closing his eyes and looking at the cards in his mind, Mike sighed.
He's like a squirrel, he'll keep saving cards because it gives him a sense of satisfaction and security. And once the cards are used, even if there are still a lot of cards left, there will be a sense of crisis...
Mike stretched his waist and whispered, "Sleep!"
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The next day, Mike and an excited Clark came to New York.
Today, their task is to buy, buy, buy.
Because the previous home was bombed, all their things were destroyed, so they had to buy it again.
Household items, clothes, and Clark's toys, and school tools.
Before buying these things, though, Mike bought a pickup truck to use as his means of transportation.
When they bought all these items and returned home, it was already evening.
In one day today, Bob and Mary have finished moving what they packed yesterday, very efficiently.
However, because many things have been moved away, the home seems a little empty.
"Going to buy some furniture tomorrow, and Clark's room, which has to be rearranged too."
Mike squeezed his chin and whispered, picked up the things he bought today, put them away, and turned on the TV.
"Clarke, watch TV by yourself, and I'll cook dinner."
"Oh!" Clark shouted to Mike on the sofa, "Dad, I want to eat braised pork."
Mike laughed and started cooking.
After a warm dinner, the father and son sat together to watch TV for a while, washed and slept.
Time flies fast...
It has been a week since Mike came home.
He has been quite busy this week.
Not only did he rearrange the home, but he also fixed the kindergarten for Clark.
The kindergarten is in the small town, ten minutes away from his house, which is very convenient.
"Clark!" Mike pressed on Clark's shoulder and said solemnly, "Don't fight with other children! Do you know?"
Clark nodded seriously and said hesitantly, "But what if they hit me?"
Mike has a headache.
Of course he feels distressed when his own child is beaten, but if Clark fights back and accidentally fails to control his strength...
Some **** images appeared in Mike's mind instantly.
Mike touched Clark's head and said, "Why are you worried that they will hit you?"
Clark lowered his head and said worriedly, "I don't know."
Perhaps it was because I knew that I was different from other people, so I had these worries.
Mike looked at the little guy distressedly, and said firmly: "Don't worry! If they beat you, I'll beat their parents!"
"Giggle!" Clark smiled happily, nodding his head.
Mike smiled at Clark and said, "Go to sleep, Dad will call you to get up tomorrow."
Clark nodded and jumped happily back to the room.
"call!"
Mike sighed, wishing Clark all the best on his first day of school.
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The next day, at the gate of the kindergarten.
"Father, bye."
Clark waved to Mike very sensible and followed the teacher into the classroom.
Mike smiled, and after Clark disappeared from view, he sighed worriedly.
Clark's first school trip made him worry too much.
Mike turned to leave, but didn't see Clark quietly standing at the door watching Mike's back, until Mike disappeared, his little face shrugged.
Seeing that the little guy was unhappy, the female teacher who held Clark's hand smiled. Before this time, she would always see this situation.
"Is it Clark?"
The female teacher, who had a few freckles on her face and looked very sunny, touched Clark's black hair and squatted down to look at those sky blue eyes.
Such beautiful eyes.
The female teacher praised in her heart and said, "Don't be afraid, there are teachers here, and there will be many children, you will be very happy."
Clark nodded and suddenly said to the teacher, "You are so gentle, teacher."
The female teacher squeezed Clark's face happily and said, "You really know how to talk."
"Teacher, do you have a boyfriend?"
"No!" Looking at Clark funny, he said, "What? Are you going to be the teacher's little boyfriend?"
This kid is so cute.
"How is that possible!" Clark stepped back and said, "You are too old for me!"
Love is so...
With a corner of the female teacher's eyes, she ate the sigh in her heart again.
Clark said solemnly, "I'm here for my dad! I want to find him a girlfriend!"
Without waiting for the female teacher to be moved, she heard...
"Every time he brings those beautiful sisters back, I only see them once. It's a pity."
The corner of the female teacher's mouth twitched: "You are so sensible."
In my heart, I silently added a sentence - scumbag.