[{"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-284":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},1721890,2198,"Chapter 284: Camping Day","marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-284",284,"\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>As one of the future icons of independent womanhood, Charlize Theron certainly wasn't the kind of person who'd move into a new place, discover she had a familiar neighbor, and then show up at his door every day to mooch meals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had her own life to build—her own dreams to chase—and the bills weren't going to pay themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless she wanted to find a sugar daddy (she didn't), she had to make every minute of her time count.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she kept busy. Very busy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though she didn't sign John Crosby's more predatory contract, the agent still performed his duties: he enrolled Charlize in acting school to prepare her for future roles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And acting school cost money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with the agency covering half, the other half was still hard on her wallet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlize squeezed every penny until it screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything seemed to be falling into a predictable rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Henry didn't suddenly start visiting his newly-moved-in superstar-neighbor-to-be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't forgotten what universe he lived in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Marvel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He himself was not \"normal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If enemies ever came for him, would they kindly spare the people close to him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Doubtful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure, he didn't have mortal enemies yet—not that he knew of—but all it took was one lunatic deciding he needed to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he'd told Charlize before, Hollywood had no purely \"good\" or \"bad\" people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Expose your weakness to someone, and the gentlest sheep might turn into a wolf overnight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same applied to the rest of society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't just shady organizations he had to watch out for—even the so-called protectors of justice could be threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So forming close ties with ordinary people…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was something Henry approached with caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for dating someone who could protect herself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, of course—just pick a self-sufficient badass from the Avengers like picking cabbage from a market.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even if he did find such a woman, who said he had the ability to win her over and pull her into his orbit?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forget it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he didn't pursue anything, nobody could bait him with anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Henry returned to his original plan: packing his camping gear and taking Katie—the tiger—into the wilds for a proper hunt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He should've done it days ago, but helping Charlize had delayed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking Katie to the hidden lab near Sheep Cave Valley wasn't an option anymore—the local wildlife had long been wiped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The barren ecosystem wasn't bouncing back anytime soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Henry planned to drive out to the forests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tiger belongs in a forest, after all—and forests had much richer ecosystems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant more food for his big striped disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most American forests were public land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the Forest Reserve Act of 1891, the U.S. Forest Service and the Bureau of Land Management oversaw about 251 million acres of federally protected land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These areas were strictly shielded from development.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which was why America imported so much lumber—other countries could get deforested; American scenery had to look nice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People weren't forbidden from entering the woods, though.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could hike, camp, and—if they were idiots—go in and get themselves killed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as they didn't break the rules, like setting fires, illegal logging, or illegal hunting, their life or death was their own responsibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In California, hunting required a license.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hunting license came with rules—where you could hunt, with what tools, during which seasons, and with what quotas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Animals were classified as protected species or game animals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Game animals ranged from doves and rabbits to deer and black bears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as you obeyed regulations, you could hunt them—but seasons and quotas applied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, reality worked on one simple rule:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If no one catches you, it doesn't count.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Henry still obediently got a hunting license, a firearms permit, and bought a modern hunting bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That way, even if a ranger saw him taking down some critters, it'd be fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the paperwork, he'd face fines and confiscation of gear—and the confiscation included the prey itself. A complete loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't bring a gun because it made no difference to him—gun or bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, using normal weapons only limited his killing potential.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this trip was just for fun—and to get Katie some meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it weren't too suspicious, he'd have brought a slingshot and been done with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Camping gear—tent, sleeping bag, cookware—was all store-bought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry didn't insist on crafting everything himself. Practicality over pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless you got some high-end gimmick item, camping gear was cheap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't looking for luxury glamping or Bear Grylls survival torture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a simple trip to reconnect with nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the most important preparation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Katie's collar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Collars were crucial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A collared tiger could be explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An uncollared tiger in the woods meant trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also made a custom leash—metal rings forged from finger-thick steel rods linked into a chain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normal rope wouldn't survive Katie for more than three seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry didn't fear getting dragged around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He feared the leash snapping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once everything was packed, he started loading the car like a normal person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had just placed the tent and backpack in the trunk when a soft, sweet voice sounded beside him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Henry, are you going camping?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And saw a golden-haired, blue-eyed beauty in an ivory sundress, holding a white handbag, shaded by a large straw hat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smiled sweetly and waved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…1, 2, 3.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, Poppy. Long time no see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barbara Morse puffed her cheeks, pouting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You totally forgot me, didn't you? I said I'd visit during vacation!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn't forget—really.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I just figured you'd find a college boyfriend by now. You know, a star quarterback or some athletic golden boy. Someone better than me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's not like I'm a big Hollywood star.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry spoke so bluntly it nearly sounded like he was about to grab her collar and ask:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's your angle?\"\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! 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