Chapter 441

On the fourth floor of the manor, which was the floor where the guest rooms where Bruce and Selina lived were located, in the dark corridor, Bruce was dragging Benjamin, who had not yet woken up, toward the stairs. Selina was in front keeping watch for him.

Benjamin, as the general person in charge of all agents in the manor, disappeared for more than half the night, which had already aroused the vigilance of all agents. If it weren't for the fact that Benjamin often performed some secret missions alone before without notifying his subordinates, and other agents knew his style of doing things, then the agents would definitely have started searching the whole manor long ago.

However, this gave Bruce the opportunity to interrogate Benjamin. He and Selina transferred Benjamin to a utility room on the third floor. When Bruce dragged him in, Selina stood outside the door, one hand supporting the door, and said to him: "You had better be quick."

Saying this, she looked at the window at the end of the corridor, where light was vaguely flashing, looking like someone walking with a flashlight. Selina turned to Bruce and said: "The explosion in the reception room before made too much noise. They will definitely start searching from there."

Saying this, she lowered her head and glanced at her watch again, saying: "Returning from the reception room to our bedroom takes 6 to 7 minutes. Even if they need to search and will delay time, they will find this place in 20 minutes at the latest."

Selina's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. She said: "Forget it, I'll go over there and make some noise to help you delay some time. You had better get it done quickly."

Saying this, she turned around and left. Bruce closed the utility room door and began to try to wake Benjamin up.

The two of them didn't have the scenes of lingering affection before parting ways like those couples in some movies, because Bruce knew very clearly that with Selina's skills, even if she couldn't fight, she would definitely be able to run away.

On the other side, Lex had just walked out of Shiler's guest room. That Professor clearly expressed that he only wanted to sleep now, so what else could Lex say? Could only wish him a good dream.

And at this time, he was walking upstairs. He intended to go find Clark.

Before, Clark's various abnormalities were all seen in his eyes. To say he wasn't curious was impossible. He could see that Bruce also wanted to figure out what kind of person Clark was. He wanted to solve this problem before Bruce to prove that he was stronger.

When the door was knocked, Clark was still in a daze. He only slept for a short while, his brain was still a bit unclear, but soon the sleepiness disappeared, followed by a long-lost relaxation.

Because his mood was very good, Clark didn't care about Lex's disturbance. After opening the door, he let Lex walk in, also moved a chair for Lex, and then said: "Hello, I already introduced myself before, now it's your turn."

Lex let out a cold snort and said: "I don't need to talk to you to know that we two definitely can't chat together, you redneck from the countryside who only knows how to giggle..."

"How can you say that? Fortunately, you are not a student of Metropolis University. If you were in school, they would expel you because of your personal attack."

"You are a student of Metropolis University, what major do you study?" Lex soon began to check the household registration.

He felt there was a very strange temperament on Clark, a kind of divinity of compassion for all living things that he had never felt on anyone else.

This kind of temperament made him feel very weird, because he felt that even he himself was the object of compassion.

How ridiculous, Lex thought, when did he need others' sympathy? Not to mention, the person who sympathized with him was still a fool who looked like he didn't understand anything.

However, this kind of feeling surrounded his whole body, making him feel as if he were on pins and needles. A kind of vaguely rising anger ascended, making his complexion become not very good.

Clark also noticed Lex's weirdness. He spread his hands and said: "We two should be about the same age. Which university are you from? Or are you still in high school?"

This sentence hit Lex's heart again. Before, Bruce mentioned some of his experiences at Gotham University, and now, Clark came to tell him how Metropolis University was. Altogether, among these three people, only he alone hadn't gone to university.

Lex felt he shouldn't have any emotional fluctuations because of this reason, but every time he thought of Bruce possibly being able to chat better with Clark, he had another strange feeling.

He felt on one hand that Bruce, whose wisdom was on par with his own, how could he chat better with this fool, and on the other hand felt that if he both grabbed the opportunity but fell behind others, that would be losing face too much.

Clark could feel people's pulse and heartbeat. He could judge someone's mood through many pieces of information he could feel. What made him feel a bit suspicious was that Lex's mood fluctuations were quite intense. Clark didn't understand why this was.

He thought for a while, and then asked: "Did you quarrel with your friend? That guy with black hair just now?"

Lex took a deep breath. He didn't understand why every question of Clark was so sharp. He said with a gloomy face to Clark: "Who exactly are you? How did you come here?"

"Didn't I explain it all?" Clark said somewhat helplessly.

"Do you expect your stupid lies to be able to deceive anyone? I won't mention the distance between Metropolis University and the Mayor's Mansion first, nor talk about the blizzard raging outside and the thickness of the snow on the road, and ignore the fire truck water tank that appeared strangely in the flower bed downstairs..."

"Clark, has anyone told you how obvious the expression is when you feel my mood fluctuations?"

Clark's movements stiffened. He instinctively stretched out his hand to touch his own cheek. He still wanted to explain, but indeed couldn't think of any good reason. After half a day, he sighed and said:

"It's really strange. Everyone I met today can see my abnormality, more than I met in the past few years."

Lex gave a "snort" and said: "Do you think it's that they can't see it? If you don't believe it, you can use a serious tone to chat with them about this problem, I guarantee they will be embarrassed to death."

Clark scratched his head, seemingly not wanting to imagine this scene. He shrugged and said: "So what? Our relationships are all quite good."

"But do you believe it or not, if you really fly in front of them, or suddenly lift a car, their first reaction will definitely be fear, and might even attack you."

Lex stood up from the chair and began to pace in the room. Clark stood with his hands on his hips and said: "They won't. My friends and family won't fear me because I have something different from others."

"And, even strangers are the same. I use this ability to help others, how could they fear me?"

Lex stopped his footsteps, tilted his head to look at Clark. There was a coldness in his eyes that Clark couldn't understand. He said: "We can make a bet. Once you publicly reveal abilities far exceeding ordinary people, you will become a public enemy of the world."

"I won't." Clark denied very firmly. He said: "Although I don't want to be a savior, I have also never thought about ruling the world."

"From the time I started awakening abilities until now, I have never used this ability to do any bad things, nor have I subjectively used this ability to profit for myself. On the contrary, I have helped many people..."

Lex shook his head. His tone was cold and said: "Unsupervised superpowers are poison to human society, and also to you. You will be poisoned to death sooner or later."

Clark completely didn't agree with this kind of thinking of his. He also shook his head, and then said: "It seems you are a pessimist, but I am just the opposite."

"My mom and dad often said to me, although sometimes keeping defenses against people might make you safer, if you don't open your heart to accept this world, then this world will never accept you."

Lex looked at Clark's face. He just wanted to mock his naivety, but seeing the very serious and firm expression on Clark's face, he suddenly couldn't speak again.

Clark's eyes had always been very clear. Looking all the way to the bottom from his eyes, one couldn't even find a bit of impurity. Looking into his eyes, one could very clearly see what he was thinking.

Lex had never seen such a person. In the two years since he recovered his sanity, in the eyes of all humans he had seen, there were chaotic and unclear secrets and desires.

Two years ago, Lex woke up, but in order to wait for an opportunity to kill Lionel, he hadn't exposed himself. In these two years, he had seen too many people who smiled at him, touched his head, and said some sympathetic words, but the kind of schadenfreude emotion in their eyes couldn't be hidden.

Behind Lex's arrogance about his own wisdom, there was indeed pessimism about human nature. Or rather, for people like him and Bruce, wisdom was their talent, and also their curse. Skepticism would accompany all stages of their lives.

But now, Lex suddenly discovered that he wasn't completely mocking and despising Clark, this kind of fool who seemed naive to the point of being incurable.

He originally thought he could really play Clark around, easily make him say all his information, and then use the advantage of his IQ to show superiority. But now, he had fallen into a serious argument with Clark, and wisdom didn't give him an advantage in this aspect.

"What exactly did you come here for?" Clark looked at Lex's constantly changing expression and felt very confused. He felt Lex seemed to have no purpose at all. After asking him two questions after coming in, he had been sitting there silently.

"I just, forget it... I originally just wanted to come and confirm whether you have any danger to Metropolis. This is my territory, you had better not give me, and don't give yourself trouble..."

Just after saying this sentence, Lex was silent again, because he discovered that he was really like that kind of little hooligan who didn't learn anything in junior high school, threatening children younger than himself not to cause trouble.

He put his elbows on the table, covering his forehead. He discovered that since entering this room, he had become a bit abnormal. The details he thought about, Clark couldn't understand at all, but the emotions of his that Clark could feel, he was speechless to refute.

"Looks like you are not a student of Metropolis University." Clark sized up Lex. Now Lex's body shape was still relatively thin, his face also looked relatively youthful, looking younger than Clark. Clark felt he might still be in high school, so he asked:

"Silu Ke"

"You should be about to take the university entrance exam, right? Which university do you plan to go to?"

Before Lex could answer, Clark said to himself: "Actually I feel Metropolis University is quite good. Although it doesn't rank as high as other universities on the East Coast, the campus facilities and club atmosphere are all not bad."

Lex gave a light "che," seemingly wanting to explore a few schools with higher rankings. But just when they were about to chat, "bang, bang, bang" a few gunshots came from downstairs, followed by "boom boom" explosion sounds.

Lex was almost shaken off the chair, and Clark had already arrived at the door. He pushed the door open, walked to the stair entrance, looked down, and just saw Selina running up hurriedly, followed by a series of agents.