[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman":3,"chapter-marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-273":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Marvel: A Lazy-Ass Superman",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1721879,2198,"Chapter 273 273 — The Dream Chaser","marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-273",273,"\u003Cp>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For 20 advanced chapters, visit my Patreon:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Patreon - Twilight_scribe1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl politely murmured, \"I'm sorry for your loss,\" just as the dishes were served.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry didn't continue the topic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply gestured to the mountain of food on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl didn't stand on ceremony—she dug in ravenously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching her enjoy her meal so earnestly, Henry finally resumed cutting his steak, slowly savoring each bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This restaurant's food was excellent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No intoxicating aromas, but the beef was aged perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The searing heat of the grill locked the juices beneath a lightly charred crust—every mouthful layered with flavor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They chatted intermittently while eating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mostly, she ate while asking Henry about Hollywood, and Henry responded in fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recounted some beginner advice he'd learned long ago from Old Gary when he'd first arrived in L.A.—choosing only the pieces appropriate for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suggestions like \"learn stunts\" or \"work as a creature performer\" were left out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she wanted to act in dramas, getting typecast early would ruin her future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the specialized Hollywood of today, once you're typecast, climbing out of that niche is nearly impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both shared little personal information—just experiences about pursuing acting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she was a total newcomer, not even past the doorstep of the industry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, she listened far more than she spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Henry… well, he'd only played a handful of background characters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had briefly worked on a big-budget production—but he'd been fired halfway through, so he didn't mention it. No need to invite extra questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, their conversation was like two rookies cluelessly pecking at each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry had too few real roles to give profound advice, and most importantly—he had almost no experience working with agents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Hollywood, an agent's power determines half of an actor's future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their network, their ability to get wind of upcoming productions, their access to producers—these decide how wide the road ahead will be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the actor must still be capable of performing—and generating market response—to secure future opportunities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could be said that the actor and agent were each other's ceiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry had nothing to offer in this area—not even someone to introduce her to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Which made him think of the unreliable stunt-team leader, Channing Williams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't contacted the man in forever, and after being tricked into working as a security guard at that banquet, Henry felt no desire to rely on him again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After both finished eating, Henry ordered two coffees and pulled out his sketchbook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl asked nervously, \"Do I need to pose a certain way?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"However you like. Relax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This isn't a fashion magazine beauty shoot—no angles, no dramatic lighting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a simple sketch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Alright.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With zero experience, she chose the worst option—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared directly at Henry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intensity of her stare made him snort a laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's wrong?\" she complained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry straightened his face and said seriously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Plenty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you stare straight into the camera like that on set, the director will scream at you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And this isn't a passport photo—you don't need to look so stiff.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But I don't know what else to do. You're the one who didn't say anything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her baby-fat cheeks, now flushed from eating well, puffed up in displeasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me try it this way—are you American?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\" She shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But I'm not illegal or anything, don't misunderstand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I won't.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry thought a moment and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then try remembering something fun from when you were little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you don't know where to look…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced around the restaurant, checked the lighting, then moved a salt shaker to a fixed spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just look at the salt shaker.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shift in her gaze caused the noon sunlight from the restaurant's large windows to fall across her profile, dividing her features cleanly into light and shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing slightly angled, the shadows softened, letting the bright sunlight highlight the youthful glow in her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her bone structure—naturally pronounced—gave the light depth and contrast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry flipped to a blank page and picked up his pencil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike ordinary sketchers who had to hold a pencil up to measure proportions, Henry—blessed with Kryptonian precision—could replicate outlines and structure with photographic accuracy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he focused on instead were the nuances—the tiny gradients of shadow, the subtle texture of skin, the depth of expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl noticed he hardly looked at the sketchbook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gazed at her instead, pencil moving rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he… scribbling?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—his previous sketches had been good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So why was he drawing like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was the sketchbook someone else's?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or was he making her ugly on purpose?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uneasy thoughts crept in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse—her childhood didn't hold many \"fun memories.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most involved hiding in her mother's arms, avoiding her father's violence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finding something happy to think about wasn't easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Life lately had been miserable—her beloved ballet was no longer an option, her Hollywood audition attempts kept failing…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How was she supposed to feel happy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking that, she suddenly realized—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't helping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was bullying her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A petty revenge!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ugh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This hateful jerk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression shifted sharply—eyes narrowing, anger simmering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry caught that flash of spirit immediately, adjusting the sketch—the eyes, the mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There it was: the faint echo of a future legendary beauty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he had said the sketch would take ten minutes, he was done in about five.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry let out a pleased, \"All done,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and admired his work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl leaned forward, curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can I see?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He handed it over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn't draw you ugly, so don't tear it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at her likeness—sharp, spirited, eyes bright with defiance—and her emotions became complicated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…This was my expression?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm guessing you were thinking about punching me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or figuring out how many punches it'd take.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caught red-handed, she jerked her head away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry passed her the pen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mind signing it for me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's not a stolen sketch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At least let me know the name of the girl in the drawing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unless you want future strangers calling you 'Mona Lisa' or something.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She murmured, \"You're no da Vinci…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But still wrote carefully:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shar-LEEZ_THERR-n\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🎉 Power Stone Goal Announcement! 🎉\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'll release one bonus chapter for every 500 Power Stones we hit!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let me know what should I do\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your support means everything—let's crush these goals together! Keep voting, and let the stones pile up! 🚀\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>",1062,"2026-06-06T15:31:22.542Z",1,"novelbin.me","11bef5b06eaf6595a712d2bebb7040758dab4d2f9d2b1f01783fc373e9faf203","marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-274","marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-272",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmarvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-cover.jpg"]