The family rested in the pickup truck for a while, hugged each other and said some sincere words. After the atmosphere gradually returned to a warm atmosphere, they got out of the car and got down to business.
Jerry and Clark carried the remaining supplies from the pickup truck into the cabin. Naomi went inside first to start the generator and clean up. Laurie brought the information and documents she picked up into the house, and helped her future mother-in-law make some things.
thing.
No one wants to wash the car at the moment. They probably want to wait for the smell to dissipate.
This wooden house is not big, at least it is much smaller than the old home built by Deathstroke himself in the mountains of 40K Earth. It only has one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, and the total area is about fifty square meters, that's all.
Fortunately, it is summer now, and we can move in with a little tidying up. Therefore, the tired group did not bother to fiddle with the details for too long. They quickly gathered at the dining table in the hut and had their first meal after escaping.
meal.
It's just a simple instant food. Just heat the canned food, dip the bread in the bean soup, and eat it.
"Half of our food is contaminated."
After rubbing his face, Jerry said the result in a heavy tone. He shook his head, and his hair was obviously graying under the firelight of the fireplace:
"No one thought that we would encounter a dung beetle dropping its feces on the road. Although we were not hit by it, there was a lot of food in the cart that was inedible."
In fact, speaking strictly, food with dirt on it can be eaten. It only takes an Indian chef to make people unable to distinguish between rice and feces.
It's a pity that the Kent family is Americans. They usually live a good life, so they can't accept this kind of contaminated food at all, and they don't want to take the risk of eating it.
"It doesn't matter, there is spring water on the mountain, and we still have shotguns." Naomi grabbed her husband's hand and encouraged him to cheer up. It doesn't matter if half of the food is consumed, as long as the whole family is safe.
"Yes, we are already lucky." Holding a small piece of bread in her hand, Laurie agreed with the two old people with a smile: "And there is electricity here, and there is a satellite pot where you can watch TV programs, which is great."
"That's right." Clark now showed that he had gotten rid of the influence of radiation, and gulped down the food: "Don't worry about the food, I can fly to the city to look for it, but I have to explain first that the social order has probably collapsed now, even if I
When I pay, there will be no cashier, so I can only buy for zero yuan."
"Understood, child, we all understand." The mother sighed and nodded: "In the past, we were too pedantic. We had to use extraordinary methods in extraordinary times. Survival is the first priority. Our family
Everyone should live well."
She just looked away. After all, compared to life and death, the so-called morals and ideals were nothing.
"Let's not talk about that. Since the child has the solution, let's not worry about it." Jerry stood up from the dining table and turned on the hanging TV: "Let's watch TV for a while. The radio can only hear local music.
We will see if there is any situation around the world."
He was stunned before he finished speaking, because the TV screen that lit up clearly told him the answer, which was 'there is a problem'.
In the shot, the Eiffel Tower fell down like a burning Christmas tree. The molten steel turned into a rain of fire, falling on the people running around, turning them into small burning flames, wailing in pain and rolling on the ground.
This doomsday scene comes to mind intuitively and cannot be compared to listening to the radio.
"Sure enough, a super-powered villain has appeared." Superboy added at the right time. He stood up and shook his cloak: "I'm going to save people first."
Without waiting for a reply from his family, he flew out of the room and disappeared into the night sky.
Almost at the same time, his family saw him on the live TV broadcast. They saw Clark blowing on the melted iron tower that was about to fall, and the tower turned into a crystal ice sculpture. At the same time,
, he also saved a French beauty who fell in mid-air.
He slowly landed with the woman in his arms, just in front of the camera. Due to jet lag, it is late at night in France, so unfortunately there is no way to adjust the sunlight effect.
But it was the same with the moon, and the firelight burning everywhere could also illuminate him, making him look tall and heroic.
After rescuing people, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he checked on the fallen victims, used super speed to put the unsaved bodies together, and placed the rescued people together, waiting for rescue.
Unfortunately, the situation in France is not much better than that in the United States. Ambulances and hospitals have been shut down for a long time, so he can only fly to the pharmacy, get emergency medicine, and treat these people at super speed.
He is still a bit stubborn and saves people too quickly, but it's not a big problem. At least he still remembers Deathstroke's teachings, and while deliberately imitating Da Chao, he knows that he has to show his face as much as possible.
So he accepted the survivors' thanks with a smile and reminded them to leave dangerous places like the city center as soon as possible. No matter how romantic the French are, they should not act according to their temper during a world crisis like this. They should still escape if they should.
Then he asked these people if they had seen who did the bad thing, and he would go and catch the bad guy.
It's a pity that no one saw it, and they don't even know how the whole thing happened. Maybe all the insiders are dead.
At this time, the brave reporter had also arrived. Little Superman simply accepted the interview and explained that he was here to save people. He didn't think too much about it. He came to Paris today just to do one thing, save people, save people.
, or save people!
As the possessor of super intelligence, Superboy's brain is a bit slow, but he never has to worry about things like foreign languages that rely more on rote memorization.
His fluent French, handsome face, and unruly long shawl hair made him an idol in the hearts of countless French girls.
In the past, people were afraid of Superman, but when a crisis comes, they need Superman. That's how funny it is.
After all, compared to those unknown destroyers with superpowers, the Superboy Supreme who knows everything is more reliable and friendly, isn't it?
People are like this, they always compare, it's almost an instinct.
When she saw him being interviewed, the French female reporter looked at him like he was looking at fat. Laurie, who was also a reporter, snorted and felt a sense of crisis.
She had secretly decided in her heart that when Superboy came back, the relationship between the two would take a further step and develop to the stage where they could kiss each other. She could not let her boyfriend be seduced by a wild fox.