[{"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-285":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},1721891,2198,"Chapter 285 285: College Students on Summer Break","marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-285",285,"\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>Barbara was not the type of girl who embarrassed easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She immediately pressed herself against Henry, looping her arm through his and squishing soft, indescribable things against him as she said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Campus is full of the same old bookworms or those special-admission guys who've injected so much steroid their brains are mush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What's the point of any of them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I wanted to hook some rich sucker, I'd go to Harvard or Yale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judging by your gear, you're going camping? Perfect timing—take me with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry didn't pull his arm back—not because he intended to enjoy the moment, but because he was staring at her with a very strange expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could this girl… dare?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I already have a companion coming with me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe you should take a look at them before you decide,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Companion?\" Barbara released his arm, flicked her hair, making it shimmer under the sun. Pride sparkled in her eyes. \"Who would say no to a girl like me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry answered honestly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well… it definitely won't say no to you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—After all, you'd make a decent emergency ration.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"—But whether you'd feel the same, that's another matter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Barbara was about to latch onto him again, Henry blocked her with a hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anyway, let me go bring it down first,\" he said, turning back toward the stairwell of the apartment building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barbara watched him leave and finally remembered to wave at Gary, who was lounging nearby in a deck chair, tanning in his usual flamboyant attire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hi, Gary! I'm here to hang out!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Summer break already?\" Gary asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yep! School ended at the end of May. One more year and I graduate. I had things to prepare, so I was busy until now. Finally got time to visit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she remembered Henry saying the word \"leash\"… and looked at Gary's expression…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barbara suddenly realized something terrifying:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry might actually be bringing his \"pet\" camping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And sure enough—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Henry stepped out of the building again, he was holding an iron chain attached to a massive tiger—yellow fur striped with black, easily five hundred pounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barbara's face drained of color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stumbled back two steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry didn't bring the tiger too close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped a safe distance away, hauled Katie into his arms like she was a housecat, lifted her front paws, and waved them at Barbara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello, Poppy! I'm Katie! Nice to meet you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He puppeted the giant tiger like it was a stuffed toy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tiger's expression screamed pure disgust, head craning backward, refusing to make eye contact like a diva refusing paparazzi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"H-hello… Katie,\" Barbara managed, raising her hand stiffly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry didn't spare her feelings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply guided Katie into the back seat, looped the chain around the reinforced anchor he'd installed in the car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A big cat might be sweet at home, but outdoors?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew what could trigger an attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this wasn't just any pet—this was a tiger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If someone got hurt, the regret wouldn't even be the biggest issue—the legal consequences alone were a nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Katie didn't harm anyone, a tiger strolling down a street was a public threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And hilariously, this was one of those rare times public paranoia was absolutely reasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So to minimize risk and avoid any accidents, Henry secured Katie thoroughly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no desire to ever face a situation where he might be forced to put her down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>California hadn't banned big cats yet, but injuries were another matter entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Katie was properly restrained, Henry opened both rear windows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chain let her poke her head out either side, but not jump out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Henry turn toward Barbara—who was still standing at a safe distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm mostly taking the tabby cat out,\" he said. \"Still want to come?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tabby?\" Barbara stared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're sure?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This little kitty? Harmless. Who could it scare?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry said as he tugged affectionately at Katie's whiskers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Katie immediately jerked her head and chomped down on Henry's whole hand—right up to the palm—then locked eyes with him, pupils narrowing affectionately, chewing without actually hurting him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry's forehead veins popped, but he forced a smile, pried open her jaws, and withdrew his very wet hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sometimes she gets my hand all slobbery. Bit annoying to clean,\" he said casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barbara shook her head violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was just a normal human—no bulletproof skin, and certainly not tiger-bite resistant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One bite for Henry meant a wet hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One bite for her meant… choosing a prosthetic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she were here just for a mission, Barbara Morse might have turned tail and run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a strange courage bubbled in her chest, and she forced a wobbly smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I… get familiar with Katie… she won't bite me, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did tigers have a \"don't bite acquaintances\" instinct?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry was still thinking about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you're free and you still want to come along, I won't stop you. Katie doesn't bite people for no reason. I'm just worried most people won't believe that and freak out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes dropped to her outfit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…you probably don't want to hike into the wilderness dressed like that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clothes weren't the problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The high heels were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those shoes could deliver critical damage if she kicked someone or stepped on them, but they had zero bonuses to mobility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry's plan was to drive until the road ended, then go deep into the forest to set up camp—he definitely wasn't settling for some roadside camping ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unwilling to be dismissed, Barbara gritted her teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait for me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She grabbed her suitcase, marched straight toward Gary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bathroom. Borrowing it,\" she barked, storming inside with enough force to murder someone if challenged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gary froze, terrified into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, Barbara emerged—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>in full battle mode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cropped pale-yellow T-shirt, tied under the bust to reveal smooth, toned abs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wide neckline showing one shoulder and a teasingly thin strap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ultra-short denim shorts—any shorter and they'd be illegal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long, shapely legs with well-trained curves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And on her feet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>NIKE running shoes with the unmistakable swoosh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to Michael Jordan, Nike was rising to rival adidas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in February, she'd been ambushed into a ten-kilometer hike at Griffith Observatory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They never went, but she wasn't about to be unprepared again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sky, mountains, forest—bring it on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barbara posed proudly, soaking in the approving looks from Henry, Gary, and even the surrounding air.\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>",1124,"2026-06-06T15:31:22.542Z",1,"novelbin.me","858610b9480c593120402f9bbb4752dab53fd20e99ce75f23720f289ab2d81f2","marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-286","marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-284",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmarvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-cover.jpg"]