No one can stop my happiness!

In the afternoon, the weather was a bit gloomy, and the cold wind blew low across the streets of the town.

Martha went shopping, and Clark and David followed to help carry things.

There were signs that it was going to rain, and pedestrians in the town hurried.

Just as he put the two buckets of laundry detergent that were on sale at the supermarket into the car, Clark's eyes blurred, and the surrounding scene changed into black and white as if he had entered the world of a movie. People walking on the street were no longer individual residents, but skeletons and muscles.

A woman with a vegetable basket passed by casually, and Clark was at a loss and made an evasive gesture.

David knew that his super vision was uncontrollably turned on again: "Control your ability with your mind, don't be afraid, and don't resist."

Zod just came into contact with the sun on the earth, and he adapted to all kinds of sudden abilities in less than a minute, although it has something to do with him being a well-trained elite fighter.

But as a Kryptonian, Zod doesn't have more organs and legs than Superman, and his potential is not as good as his.

"Think about why you can always manipulate it before gym class."

Looking at Clark with a troubled face, David suspected that this had something to do with Clark's mental state.

He resists his own ability to emerge, which makes him seem like an alien, reminding him that he is an alien at times and sometimes not.

"I..."

Clark was about to speak, when suddenly a strange skeleton appeared in his sight not far away, attracting his attention.

The other portraits had been exposed to X-rays, and in the black and white field of vision, the skeleton actually showed emerald green fluorescence, like...

"Meteorite?"

This instantly reminded Clark of the things that made him suffer many times.

He didn't know why, those meteorites came to the earth with him, but they are his nemesis, and he will feel weak when they get close to him.

"What's the matter, Clark, it happened again?"

Martha came out of the supermarket, saw that the eldest son was not in good condition, and proposed to go home immediately: "Let's go home."

"No, I'm fine."

Seeing the green skeleton walk into a small shop by the street, Clark shook his head, took a deep breath, and tried to control it, and after two seconds, he actually turned off his ability.

"David is right, as long as I don't resist it, I can do it!"

He was overjoyed, but looked at his calm brother, feeling a sense of frustration.

Obviously, the ability belongs to him, but his younger brother knows the trick better than him.

David was not surprised by this.

"As we all know, Superman is a kind of idealistic creature."

Martha was a little happy that the eldest son showed signs of freely controlling the emerging abilities, so she didn't have to worry about him having problems.

"Mom, didn't you just say you were going to an antique shop?"

Clark just saw the green skeleton walk into the antique shop on the street.

"The desk lamp in our bedroom is broken, and Aunt Catherine will help you fix it."

After walking a few steps, Martha led her two sons into the dilapidated antique shop on the street.

jingle.

The door opened and the welcome bell rang.

There are a variety of objects, such as porcelain and horn products in glass cabinets, oil paintings, antique wall clocks, and colorful embroidered pictures on the walls.

There are also some palm-sized statues with a strong ancient African tribal style randomly placed in the corner...

It is said to be an antique shop.

David looked around and wondered if there were real antiques in it.

An antique shop that has been reduced to repairing appliances, he was speechless.

"Mostly last week."

"Kent girl... I mean, Martha, how are you?"

Catherine walked out from the back of the store with quick steps, nervousness flashed across her eyes, and a ritualized smile hung on her face.

"How is the business?"

Martha didn't doubt it. After all, she was the familiar Catherine in front of her. The bridge of eyes, nose, and even a wrinkle at the corners of her eyes were the same.

"Not bad."

"I'll get the lamp." After chatting for a few more days, Martha smiled and got down to business.

"Lamp?"

Catherine wondered.

Clark secretly wanted to open that special perspective again.

He tried his best to control the muscles at the corners of his eyes and finally succeeded after seven or eight seconds.

Behind the counter in front of him was a skeleton of flesh and blood emitting meteorite fluorescence.

"But...why are you so much shorter?"

The skeleton was different from what he had just seen. It was a young woman just now, but now she was hunchbacked.

"Could it be that there are two?"

He remembered that Aunt Catherine's daughter Tina also attended the high school the same as him, but he was not in the same class as her.

"The mahogany desk lamp that was broken by Jonathan."

After Martha's explanation, 'Catherine' seemed to finally remember, and turned around and went into the room to get it.

"What's the smell?"

David sniffed, and a faint stench entered his nose.

Clark also sniffed but found nothing.

In addition to super hearing and eyesight, the Kryptonian also has other senses that are far superior to ordinary people. He may not have awakened it yet.

As an ordinary person, Martha didn't notice anything.

"Sorry, Martha, I'll take a look, the lamp hasn't been fixed yet, can you come back next week?"

'Catherine' came out with an apologetic look on her face.

"Of course."

The always talkative Martha chuckled.

She turned around and was about to leave with her two sons when suddenly she saw a wad of money that was exposed under a cabinet near the stairs.

Bending down to pick it up.

"This is?"

"Thank you, Martha, I'm such a fool."

Seeing the wad of money, Catherine hurriedly put it away, with a slightly stiff tone.

"A customer paid in cash. I've been looking for it all day, and it turned out to be here."

"You're welcome, this is not a small amount, Catherine, you have to safely keep it."

Martha's eyes flashed awkwardly, and she smiled.

After talking for a bit, she took her two sons and left quickly.

After leaving the antique shop and walking on the street, Martha whispered.

"A Smallville bank storage and loan belt was tied to that wad of money."

As soon as the small town bank was robbed, a wad of dollars from the bank appeared in Catherine's store.

"Catherine said it was paid by customers, but we all know that her antique shop has not been successful for a long time..."

"I don't think it is possible to throw ten thousand dollars around with the conditions of Aunt Catherine's house."

David had noticed the panic on 'Catherine's face when the wad of money appeared.

"The person who stole the money is most likely related to her."

"I saw it too."

Clark said, looking back at the antique shop, and saw a surprised scene.

Inside the antique shop, a hunched figure grew taller as if its skeleton had been pulled, its chest and back straightened, and it became what he had seen before.

And most importantly, a female corpse was placed in a closet in the store.

Old, rickety, heart no longer beating, blood has coagulated.

"I don't think we saw Aunt Catherine." He opened his mouth.

"Who could it be?" Martha wondered.

"I don't know, but..." Clark told his discovery.

The person she has known for many years may have died, and the body was just near her.

Martha was a little frightened and decided to go home first and discuss with her husband Jonathan how to solve this matter.

Even if the eldest son has superhuman abilities, she doesn't want him to be easily involved in this matter.

After closing the door, Tina's flesh flowed like plasticine, returning to her original appearance.

Thinking of Martha's unnatural expression when she discovered the money just now, she put up a temporarily closed sign on the door with a blank face, and a cold voice sounded in the store.

"No one can stop my happiness!"