American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!

"I think you never take off this strange watch."

Kara looked at the watch on Peter's wrist curiously.

"Is your wound no longer painful?"

Peter glanced at her fair belly and asked her with a frown.

"Hiss!"

As soon as Peter mentioned it, Kara immediately felt a pain in her lower abdomen.

The burning and stinging sensation came in waves, making her frown.

"You are not suitable to be a teacher, Kara."

After Peter used the rune to heal the other's wound, he stood up and said to her.

"Next time, let Persephone accompany you, so that you won't hurt yourself because of your reckless and brainless behavior."

Kara, who felt much better, said unconvincedly: "Peter, this is like you falling down when you walk, it is an unavoidable tragedy."

Then she cast her eyes on Peter's wrist, "You haven't told me yet, what is the use of your watch? I don't think it's an ordinary chronograph watch."

Kara was going to get to the bottom of Peter's watch issue.

Peter didn't answer directly, he looked down at the watch.

The hands of the watch have traveled about three quarters of the distance. According to the previous running frequency, it will reach the end in about a month.

Compared with the time interval between Mark and Tom, the interval between the arrivals this time has shortened again.

Stroking his beard and looking at the watch, Peter fell into deep thought.

I don't know what type of baby will come this time.

Originally, he thought that the world limited by the system was framed in the American comic world, but now it seems that it is not limited to this kind of world.

If different types of fictional worlds are unfolded, then the range of choices for "father-worried people" will be extremely wide.

And there are many "father-worried people" in this fictional world who are more difficult to deal with than Tom.

What if he gets a father-worried person like Itachi in the Naruto world, or Mordred in the fate world who specializes in stabbing his father, wouldn't he have to worry about his life at any time.

In addition.

Peter sighed slightly. The Weasley family in the Hogwarts world has always been famous for having many children, but even if they have many children, they only have seven.

I just hope that after the system plug-in gave me the seventh "Father Worry", it will be quiet for a while.

Now six children live on the farm, and he can no longer control the situation.

If a few more children come at this frequency, he has already imagined his miserable life in the future.

"What's wrong? Did I ask you a question that is difficult to answer, Peter?"

Seeing that Peter kept frowning and didn't speak, Kara asked puzzledly.

"No, I just thought of other things."

Peter shook his head, stared at the watch on his wrist, and said to her: "Actually, I am not an earthling."

"What?!"

Kara was shocked by Peter's serious expression and words.

"You are not an earthling?"

"Yes, I am a Trisolaran living in Alpha Centauri. We live on a planet surrounded by three stars, so it is called 'Trisolaran'. The environment of the Trisolaran planet is extremely harsh, with irregular gravitational fields and constantly changing climates, which makes the physiological structure and adaptability of Trisolarans very different from humans."

Kara was stunned by Peter's casual nonsense.

"Really? Peter."

"Yes, our social system is highly centralized, and all individual values ​​are based on whether they can contribute to the whole. The law only has two judgments: innocent and guilty. Guilty means execution. Our lifespan depends on how long we can serve the whole. If we can't continue to serve, our life will end, so my appearance doesn't change much."

"And the reason why I look at this watch frequently is that when the hour hand reaches the end, I will return to my planet. Kara, are you willing to go back with me then?"

"Ah?!"

Faced with Peter's sudden serious question, Kara's brain fell into a sluggish state.

After a while, she hesitated and said uneasily: "I need to think about it carefully."

Is this an alternative emotional confession? !

But I am Clark's cousin, and Peter is Clark's godfather. Isn't this a mess of generations?

Also, why does this Trisolarian sound so unreliable?

"Okay, I'm just joking with you. Your wound hasn't healed completely yet. It's best not to move around. Just lie down and rest for a few days."

While Kara was hesitating and hesitating, Peter stood up and said that he was just joking.

Kara was stunned when she heard Peter say that he was joking.

Then, regardless of her own injuries, Supergirl jumped up and pounced on Peter like an angry lioness.

"Bang", Kara's body was hugged from the air by Peter and suppressed forcefully.

But because of her reckless behavior, the wound split again, so she could only lie on the bed with tears in her eyes and accept the care of Persephone and Rhea.

At night, after Peter's family finished dinner, Raven and Tom went back to their rooms early to study.

With the arrival of the final exams, the two are now studying late at night for their grades.

As for Mark and Loki.

Mark's grades have always been stable, and Loki doesn't take the exams too seriously, so the two stayed in the living room to watch TV.

"Godfather, can we talk?"

Peter was about to ask Rhea to bring the meal to the injured Kara's room when he heard Clark's voice.

Looking back, he saw Clark's worried expression.

"certainly."

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Peter stood up, took some clothes, and asked Clark to go to the "secret base" in the barn to talk with him.

The cold moonlight shone down, and the cold ground seemed to be covered with a layer of silver frost, adding more chill to the cold winter night.

Amidst the creaking sound, Peter and Clark stepped on the barn stairs and climbed to the second floor.

In the barn, the cold wind whistled in through the wall through which Karare's sight penetrated.

Walking up to the barn on the second floor, Peter turned to Clark, who looked worried, and asked, "What's wrong? Did something disturbing happen in high school?"

"No, no, Godfather."

Clark clenched his fists with a tangled expression on his face.

After a while, he asked Peter: "Godfather, is my father's heart disease serious?"

Peter was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, don't worry, Clark, your father doesn't have a heart disease, he just has some irregular heartbeat. The doctor thinks there will be no problem as long as he pays attention to rest."

"How did you know about your father's heart problem, Clark?"

Peter asked him.

"When I came back to the farm from school in the afternoon, I heard my father and mother talking."

Clark said in an uncomfortable mood: "I know I shouldn't eavesdrop on their conversation, but I'm sorry, Godfather, I've been afraid of losing them, you, and everyone."

Peter came over and comforted him: "Don't worry, Clark, that won't happen. What you fear will never happen."

"but."

Clark raised his gaze, with a trace of fear and confusion in his eyes, "Godfather, I once had a dream."

"Dream? What dream?"

"I dreamed that on a quiet afternoon, my father was working in the barn. It should have been a normal day. The sun was shining brightly. Dad walked into the barn and fell to the ground like that. Later, when we found When he did, he stopped breathing."

When Peter heard Clark's story, his mood became heavy for a moment.

"The doctors said Dad died of a heart attack and they couldn't save him. It was already too late."

Clark's voice became lower and lower, "After that, there was my father's funeral. I knew it was a dream, but that dream was too realistic. Snowflakes were floating in the sky, and the ground was dyed white. In the church Here, everyone is wearing black clothes, with white flowers on their chests, and my mother is crying."

Clark's eyes turned red when he said this, "I know it was just a dream, but I was really scared when I heard that Dad had a heart problem."

"Godfather, your face is ageless. When I face you, I may not feel that sense of loss, but when I face my parents and see their increasingly older faces, my heart will be seized by fear for a moment. "

Peter listened to Clark's words and was silent for a moment. He put his hand on the other person's shoulder and comforted him: "There is no need to be afraid and anxious, Clark. When we grow up and our parents get older, we will all worry about them leaving us." Go, but you shouldn’t be overly afraid. Life is short. It’s not worth losing precious time because of the fear of today for the unknown tomorrow, don’t you think?”

"Your dreams may just be the reflection of your inner consciousness. Clark, I am in charge of human dreams now. I know what different dreams represent. They are the thoughts of the soul and our secret true feelings."

Clark got some warmth from Peter's hands, and he frowned and said, "But, Godfather, that dream was extremely clear, as if it had really happened."

"Um."

Peter cast his gaze towards the dark wilderness outside, "Perhaps, it really happened in a corner of the world, but it is not our world. Just like the unjust world we have experienced, in some distant parallel world, somewhere This afternoon, perhaps such a tragedy has happened, but here, the godfather promises you that he will not let it happen."

Peter looked at Clark with burning eyes, "I will not let Jonathan lose his life due to illness. I have contacted Bruce. Tomorrow we can take Jonathan to Gotham and receive the best treatment."

Just as Peter finished speaking, his cell phone suddenly rang.

He picked up the phone and found it was Bruce calling.

"Bruce?"

"Sir, something unexpected happened. Can you come to Gotham?"