As Superman’s Younger Brother, I Became a Native of the Motherland

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Chapter 172 Recruitment and Black Kryptonite

"I had an accident a few years ago, an accident that shudders to think about, and after that...I had speeding."

At dinner, Bart explained the origin of his superpowers to Eric's family.

Picking up the coffee at hand, Bart took a light sip and said, "Although sometimes people look at me strangely, but... when you have the ability to speed, your life will be much easier. For example, getting up I only need two seconds to go downstairs to buy coffee and stop by the comic store to read a comic I like, all of which add up to less than half a minute."

Bart smiled at Jonathan and Martha, "So there will be bad things in life and there will be good things."

Martha nodded, and then asked with some concern: "Your parents, won't they worry about you?"

"Actually, our relationship is not going back to the way it used to be."

Bart took a bite of the pizza and said in a casual tone: "When I became a very fast person, our relationship became very strange. They looked at me more and more strangely, something had happened. change, and there is no going back.”

"But I guess your family's relationship will definitely not be as bad as mine."

Bart glanced at Eric and said.

"By the way, how did your ability come from, and was it born through an accident like me?"

He suddenly remembered something and asked Eric directly.

"No, my ability is innate."

Eric shook his head and said.

"That was astonishing."

After eating the pizza on the plate in front of him, Bart wiped his lips and wanted to say something else.

Jonathan took the opportunity to ask him the question he wanted to ask, "Aren't you from Smallville? Or the place that gave you your superpowers, isn't it near the small town of Smallville?"

"No, it's not."

Bart shook his head, "The place where I generated my superpowers is a little far away, and I'm a wandering boy now."

"Well, maybe you should go back to your hometown to see. Once the homeless people live for a long time, they will miss the warmth of their hometown."

Martha said to him.

"I don't have that idea at the moment."

Bart shrugged his shoulders back.

After dinner, Martha cleared the table.

"need my help?"

Bart stood aside and asked her.

"Yes, can you bring me the dinner plate?"

Looking at the mess of plates and leftovers on the table, Martha said to him.

"Ok, leave it to me."

Bart let go of the clasped arms, activated his super speed, turned his body into a streamer, and moved to the dining table in an instant.

Martha just blinked and saw that the messy dining table had become tidy.

In a second or two, Bart tidyed up the messy and cluttered dining table.

"This......!"

Martha, who opened her mouth wide in surprise, looked at each other with her husband, and there was a look of joy in her eyes.

"Don't be surprised, it was a piece of cake for me, by the way, I cleaned the somewhat rusted sink."

Bart shrugged his shoulders and said to the two.

"Is it done in just two seconds?"

Jonathan's face also showed a surprised look, "This kind of speed...Eric and Clark can't do it, right?!"

Eric, who was sitting on the side, moved slightly at the corner of his mouth, but turned over the newspaper in his hand unhappily, and did not speak.

After dinner, Eric and Bart stood outside talking.

Since the temporary barn is used as a living room, the two can only go outside the barn if they want to say some privacy.

"You called me here, what do you want to say?"

Eric frowned.

"I just want to talk to you. After all, you know that once you meet the same kind, it is definitely a very happy thing."

"Why don't you talk about your experience as a thief over the years."

Eric looked up at the full moon above his head and said casually.

"Didn't I ever tell you that I only steal money from the rich. I'm not a bad guy. I met some friends in the slums who taught me something."

Bart felt that he could not be misunderstood, and said with some frustration: "I need to pay to rent a house to live in. When I fall asleep, I am an ordinary person, and I will also be hurt. When I am alone, I need to take care of me. Own."

"It seems you took good care of yourself."

Eric replied.

After taking a deep breath, Bart adjusted his emotions, "Okay, bro, stop studying me, this little bastard, let's talk about the mysterious Eric Kent, shall we?"

Speaking of launching super speed, he left Eric's side.

In less than a second, he stood in front of Eric again, holding two books in his hand.

"The author of this "Cthulhu" is Eric Kent, which is you, you are still a writer, I really didn't see it."

Bart, who showed a surprised expression, picked up another book, "This book is about the study of European witch culture, um, you seem to be very interested in that kind of occultism. And I saw that on your notebook. There's scribbled 'Lana' and you're interested in this girl named 'Lana'."

Bart nodded pretentiously, "I'd love to hear your story about you and Lana, but we'll have to wait until we get back."

"Where did you come back from?"

Eric felt that the other party's words were somewhat inexplicable.

"Anywhere! Two of us with superpowers can go anywhere, and the reason I'm here to see you is so we can have some fun, by the way... have you been to Florida?"

"No, I'm not interested in Florida, but I'm reminded of a place you might be interested in."

Eric said calmly.

"where?"

"metropolis."

......

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Eric and Bart turned into streamers and arrived at their destination in an instant.

"I must say, this time I was faster and I was the first to arrive."

Bart pinched his waist and looked proudly at Eric in front of him.

"I ran backwards for a while."

Eric replied casually.

"Running backwards? If I believed you, I'd be a fool."

Bart shook his head, with an expression of "I believe your nonsense is a fool".

He turned around and looked at a manor on the outskirts of the metropolitan city in front of him.

"This is where you're taking me?"

"That's right."

Eric takes the curious Bart into the Justice Society headquarters.

After passing through the dark corridor, enter the interior of the hall.

Looking at the conference table and the round chairs in the hall, the weird paintings hanging on the walls, and the solemn aura emanating from the entire hall, Bart couldn't help swallowing.

"What is this place?"

Bart stepped back as he spoke, accidentally bumping into the iron door of a room.

Bang!

The moment his body touched the iron door, he felt a bang.

A huge force immediately spread to him through the iron gate.

The uncontrolled Bart stumbled forward after being hit.

Stabilizing himself, Bart looked at the room with the iron door locked in surprise.

"Roar!"

A terrifying cry came from inside.

The frightened Bart opened his mouth wide and looked at the existence in the iron gate.

Although the line of sight could not see the existence inside through the iron gate, the bloodthirsty and terrifying monster had already been outlined in the heart.

"Justice Society Headquarters."

Eric sat on the chair, looked at the trembling look of the other party, and said, "Compared to your thief duty, here is a career that is more suitable for you, becoming a member of the secret society."

"Member of the Justice Society?"

Bart glanced nervously at the room where the "monster" was closed, and asked cautiously, "After becoming a member, do I need to take any responsibility? For example, the responsibility to save the world, or must strictly regulate my behavior."

"Do not."

Eric shook his head, "You only need to be responsible for me, and by the way, you can still get paid."

Eric does not reject recruiting a Speed ​​Force by his side.

Although the guy in front of him doesn't seem to have fully grasped the so-called speed force, the development potential seems to be good.

Even if it's not as good as Barry Allen, it shouldn't be too bad. After all, the two are related by blood.

"I have to...I have to think about it."

Although he was very moved, Bart felt that if he agreed rashly, he might have lost the price.

"Hey, what is that?"

His eyes caught a glimpse of a red uniform on a hanger not far away, and Bart was very interested in it.

"The uniform of a generation of Flash, doesn't the ID card you carry with him have his name on it?"

Eric glanced at the flashing lightning symbol on the red uniform and said, "If you want to wear it, you can try it."

Before Eric could finish speaking, Bart stood in front of him wearing the uniform of a generation of Flash that had already died.

"I think . . . quite appropriate."

After looking at his uniform, Bart nodded with satisfaction, "By the way, I wear this uniform, you won't deduct from my membership salary, will you?!"

......

After successfully fooling Kid Flash and joining the Justice Society, which currently only exists for himself and Solomon Grandi, Eric took him back to Smallville.

The place in the barn is very large, so I tidied up the other party casually and let him sleep all night.

The next morning.

Eric just got up when he received a call from Dr. Hamilton.

After Lex's capital injection, a three-story laboratory was built at the original location of the Hamilton warehouse.

Hamilton, of course, became the head of the laboratory.

Since it was just newly built, and the conditions of Smallville could not be compared with that of the Metropolis, Hamilton did not recruit any professional scientists, only some assistants and security guards.

After entering the brand-new laboratory, Eric saw Hamilton wearing a white coat.

"Hey, Eric."

Seeing Eric come in, Hamilton immediately greeted him.