The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Chapter 123: Model Dad


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Host: Mike Kent.

Novice Gift: Assassin Time.

Ability: Memory fantasy embodiment.

Current ability level: LV3.

Current upgrade progress: 90%.

Son: Clark Kent (Kryptonian).

Son: Eric Kent (mutant, awakened).

Son: Charles Kent (mutant, awakened).

This is the current situation of Mike’s ability.

It is not far from LV4.

He is looking forward to the changes that will occur when he reaches LV4.

What’s more, according to the rewards he got when his ability was upgraded before, if he’s right, he might get a character’s permanent ability.

This was what made him really look forward to it.

Logging out of the system, Mike stretched, finished his already cold coffee, and walked into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Mike picked up his phone that he had tossed aside and looked at the new text message on it, revealing a smile.

He got a text from Raven.

Since the Hellfire split, she had gone solo, and only from time to time would send a message to Mike, or make a phone call to talk about her situation, and if she happened to be near New York, she would do it together and have a good chat in bed.

It’s just that there aren’t many opportunities like that.

After sending a message back to Raven, Mike tossed his phone to his pillow and went to bed.

……

The next day, Mike woke up the three Clarks early, and after a quick bite to eat, the family drove toward New York.

On the way, Eric and Charles looked excited, while Clark looked a little distracted.

Mike glanced at Clark on the passenger side, a mysterious face reassured: “Do not worry.

By tomorrow, you’ll definitely have a dance partner to invite.”

Clark nodded sullenly, looked out the window and said with some confusion, “Aren’t we going for clothes shopping?”

Mike laughed, “You’re about to graduate, got you a graduation present.”

“A present?”

Charles and Eric put their heads together.

“What’s that?”

“You’ll find out in a minute.”

Mike smiled mysteriously.

A few moments later, Mike stopped his car in front of a car dealership.

Clark froze and looked at Mike in surprise, “Dad? This isn’t the gift you were talking about, is it?”

“A car store?” Mike teased, “You’re over thinking it, your present is inside!”

“Wow! No way!”

“Dad! You’re too eccentric!”

Eric and Charles exclaimed, looking at Clark with envy.

To have a car of their own, it was definitely a very cool thing to have at school.

Mike glanced at the two: “When you graduate, I’ll give you one, too.”

Charles’ eyes lit up and he said, “Then I can graduate now!”

He had long since finished teaching himself all the high school courses.

“Heh, you’re quite a little smartass!” Mike laughed, and as Charles was triumphant, he turned the tables and said, “Then you have to have a driver’s license first.”

Charles slapped his head and looked speechless.

He is only fifteen years old, cannot yet take the driving license, how about also in the next year.

Eric also sighed helplessly.

“Cut the crap and get going!”

Clark low mood has ceased to exist, urged a, dragging Mike into the car dealership.

Because Mike made an appointment in advance, he was optimistic about the relationship between several models in advance. After Clark chose the model and colour, after Mike paid the money, the car was picked up neatly.

“Hey!”

Charles circled around the car, patted it, and smiled at Clark: “How’s that? I told you the yellow one looked good.”

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Eric nodded and said: “Agreed.”

The car had a very youthful appearance, and with the yellow colour, it looked vibrant.

Turning his head to Clark, he said, “Try it on!”

Mike tossed the keys to Clark.

Clark took it and walked quickly toward the car as Eric pulled Charles, who had long since crossed over to the passenger side, away from him and sat on the passenger side in Charles’ impotent rage.

“Do you want to get in the car?”

Eric asked, showing his head and smiling at Charles.

Charles gave a middle finger.

Mike frowned, “Charles?”

Charles smiled sarcastically, opened the door and sat in the back seat, “Let’s go!”

“Sit tight!”

Clark reminded, and drove off as the two men screamed.

“Slow down!”

Mike shouted, looking at the car that had disappeared from view, smiling and shaking his head.

After waiting for a while, Clark turned back in the car, looking at the three happy expressions, Mike knew the car was the right purchase.

Next stop, buy clothes!

Mike looked in the rear-view mirror, looked at the car that was following, saw the three happily joking about something, and looked at his empty car, couldn’t help but mutter, “One by one, they have no conscience, they forget their old love when they have a new one.”

Alas!

The old father sighed and shook his head sadly.

When they came to a store, the three brothers bought a suit each, standing together very eye-catching, at the encouragement of the three, Mike also bought a suit.

When the four stood together, the eyes of the guide were glowing and couldn’t help but say, “Too handsome.”

“Discerning!”

Charles said with a smile, only to be slapped on the head by Mike.

“Check out.”

Mike said, and after the four changed their clothes back, they carried them out of the store.

Since he was in New York, Mike decided to have a good look around and stop by Chinatown to buy some spices.

When he finished these things and returned home, it was already evening.

The three boys finished dinner and went upstairs to bed with various moods. Mike looked at Clark’s back and smiled mysteriously.

He would make sure that the boy would be the brightest pup of tomorrow.

……

The next day.

The entrance to the prom was at 6:30 p.m., and at 4:00 p.m., Charles and Eric were getting dressed.

Combing their hair, putting on their suits and carrying their corsages, the two were only fifteen years old, but when they were dressed like this, they looked like 17 or 18 year olds.

“Clark! Clark!”

Charles rushed into Clark’s room, saw Clark still dawdling to change clothes, said, “Hurry up, we still have to arrive early!”

Clark buttoned up leisurely, looked at the time, jumped out of the corner of his eye and said, “It’s only five o’clock, don’t worry, it’s not too late.”

They have a dance partner, he has not yet, what is the hurry……

They went and did not know what to do.

But he dawdled further and it was over.

Eric and Charles dragged Clark out of the house and drove Clark’s car, heading for the place where the dance was being held.

“Drive slow!”

Mike shouted, watching the taillights turn into two dots of light until they disappeared from sight before turning around and closing the door, flipping his palm and pulling out a card.

Name: Devilish Girl.

Character description: A thousand changes, who does not know the true face of the woman.

Remark: Guess who I am?

There’s no mistake, it’s Raven’s ability.

Raven’s abilities are very practical, but the level of strength is not high. After being realized, the maintenance time is still very considerable, enough to dance a few dances.

Mike looked at the card in his hand and muttered, “I’m so touched by my own actions, it’s almost like a model dad ……”

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