Marvel's father of superheroes

"Clark is feeling a little unwell today, please don't disturb him."

After hearing Mike's words, the two little guys had worried looks on their faces.

Mike nodded secretly.

No matter how much trouble the three brothers make, the relationship between the three is always very good.

"Dad, brother, is he feeling uncomfortable?"

Charles asked worriedly, and Eric rubbed his head anxiously.

Mike nodded and then said: "So, don't disturb him today."

The two nodded obediently.

"When Clark has vacation, before you go to school, I plan to take you on a trip."

Mike revealed the plan he had prepared a few days ago.

"Dad! You are so kind!"

"Wow! Hooray!"

The two cheered.

Mike raised his hands and pressed down, and the two of them immediately stood up obediently.

"But if you don't behave well during this period, I won't take you there."

Their expressions became tense.

"Ahem!" Mike coughed lightly, pressed their heads, and said, "So, come on."

After saying that, Mike left the room with a smile on his face.

During the night, Clark's spirit recovered a lot, and his control over his newly awakened abilities became much stronger.

After dinner, the family watched TV for a while. After Eric and Charles went to bed obediently, Clark carefully came to Mike's room.

"Clark?"

Mike, who was sitting at the desk, turned to look at his son.

Clark's eyes flickered: "Dad, I don't want to go to school tomorrow."

"reason."

"I, I need to rest..."

"Clark." Mike stood up and walked to Clark, bent down, put his hands on Clark's shoulders, looked at the evasive eyes, and said, "You are not a child who is good at lying."

Clark lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, Dad."

Mike walked to the bed and patted the place next to him: "Come, let's talk."

Clark came slowly and stood leaning against the bed, swaying slightly, as if he was waiting to be scolded.

"why?"

Clark's eyes dodge and hesitantly said: "I just don't want to go tomorrow."

"Clark, running away won't solve the problem."

Clark responded.

Mike touched Clark's head, looked at the child distressedly, and said, "Are you afraid that your classmates will look at you strangely? Are you afraid that they will laugh at you?"

Clark looked up, looked at Mike in surprise, and then nodded.

When he ran out of the classroom like a madman and locked himself in the utility room, his classmates would definitely laugh at him.

Mike touched Clark's head and said, "If you don't want to go tomorrow, what about the day after tomorrow?"

Clark shook his head hesitantly.

"You see, temporary escape will not solve the problem."

Clark nodded.

Mike said: "Problems can only be solved by facing them."

"No matter what happens, our family will be your backing, and dad will always be behind you to support you."

Clark nodded and said, "I understand, Dad."

"Okay! It's not a big problem!"

Mike smiled and said: "As Dad said before, you can take care of your classmates. If their parents say anything, Dad will take care of it."

Clark smiled.

"By the way, after you finish this semester, our family will go on a trip."

"Yeah!" Clark nodded and said, "Thank you, Dad."

Mike kissed Clark's forehead gently and said, "Go, go to sleep."

Clark turned around and left, his steps becoming much more brisk.

Growing pains, so good...

Mike sighed and sat at the desk again.

An hour later, a card was completed and disappeared from his fingertips.

I glanced at the system's progress bar... 98%.

Mike turned his head and felt helpless.

He thought that he would be able to upgrade to the next level in the past three years, but in fact, in the second half of this level, the progress was getting slower and slower.

In six years, I haven't been promoted to the first level.

Mike was almost despairing at the speed at which his ability was being upgraded.

Don't want to, sleep!

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The next day, Clark, with Mike's encouragement, mustered up the courage to go to school.

Mike began to plan this travel route and destination.

Eric and Charles were thinking about traveling and were very well-behaved and did not make a fuss.

Everything is fine today.

Except Clark...

As he had feared, he encountered a lot of stares at school.

There was curiosity, doubt, and even malicious looks.

Although the children are still young, they already have their own circles and groups, as well as their own ideas and behavior.

Clark is handsome, well-behaved and sensible. He is loved by teachers and even children like to play with him.

But some people like it, some are jealous, and some even hate it.

"Hey! Utility room boy!"

A kid who was a head taller than the others stopped Clark.

Mickey, the bully among children, is the number one headache for teachers.

Clark frowned, glanced at Mickey, ignored him, and walked around to the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, the other party refused to let go and continued to chase after him. He opened his arms to block Clark and said with a mocking smile: "Come on, tell me, what did you do in the utility room yesterday? Did you steal other people's things and sneak them in there?" eat?"

Clark said angrily: "I never steal anything!"

"Don't steal anything?" Mickey laughed, his eyes rolled around, and he said loudly: "I heard that your father is also a thief! That's why you are a thief!"

He had long disliked Clark, and this time he finally got the chance.

Clark said angrily: "Don't speak ill of my father!"

"Look, I was right!" Mickey laughed and shouted loudly: "Everyone, come and see, come and see the thief Clark!"

Hearing the noise, some children gathered around.

Suddenly, Mickey became more energetic.

This was the first time that so many people paid attention to him.

"I heard that his father is also a thief, so he is the thief, and the entire family is a thief!"

"He stole other people's money, stole other people's food, they..."

"You're talking nonsense, I'm not polite to you anymore!"

Clark roared angrily, his ice-blue eyes flashing with a heart-stopping coldness.

Mickey shrank his neck, and then he realized that he was irritated by his action.

He strode in front of Clark, looked at Clark who was half a head lower than him, and said: "Your whole family is a thief!"

Clark raised his fist.

Mickey said disdainfully: "What? You still want to hit me?"

Clark thought about what his father said to him and the consequences of his punch, and he silently lowered his fist.

Looking at this scene, there were boos all around.

Mickey suddenly felt like a star. He raised his chin, stretched out his hand to push Clark, and mocked: "Thief, coward!"

Clark didn't move at all, but Mickey took a step back, startled slightly, his face flushed, he clenched his fist and swung at Clark, landing a punch on Clark's face.

Clark still didn't move, but Mickey's hand was sore from the shock.

Just when Mickey raised his other hand...

"What are you doing!"

Their teacher ran over and the children dispersed in a hurry. When Mickey wanted to leave, the teacher grabbed him by the collar and said: "Come to my office, and... Clark, you come too!"