"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"
"Looking for a Superman-branded mug? You can find them on the shelves in the living goods section, the second row after turning right up ahead."
"Are you a fan member of Superman?"
"If you sign up for a fan membership card, you'll get a 30% discount on all items in the store... Yes, it's not complicated; please go to the counter and ask the attendant."
Matthew Culbert, wearing a red hat and the official uniform of the "House of Superman," provided guidance to customers with practiced ease.
He had gone from being an occasional part-time worker to an enviable permanent employee.
Perhaps due to the nature of the work, Matthew was much more cheerful than before.
When he first arrived, Matthew was a bit clumsy and dull. A small number of tourists, seeing his young age and personality, couldn't help but give him a hard time, but most tourists understood him and sometimes even encouraged him.
In the words of the second boss, Brad: "Superman's fans are some of the few normal people in this world. You, kid, have come to the right place!"
Because of this, Matthew's perception of Superman had quietly changed as well.
Although Superman wasn't as kind and approachable as Mr. Kent, wouldn't sponsor his schooling, or introduce him to a job, in a certain sense, Superman had indeed provided him with a job opportunity.
Therefore, Matthew believed that as a superhero, Superman must possess incredibly fine moral character, and he could also make those around him better.
Matthew gradually recovered from his depressed and introverted state.
The orphan who walked out of the Red River Home had thus turned the page of his life and started a new chapter.
Work at the "House of Superman" was busy, and he had to balance his studies, but the newly turned 16-year-old Matthew didn't feel tired; on the contrary, he felt very satisfied.
Compared to the gray childhood where he couldn't see a future and was full of confusion, he now had hope, and he was very certain he could live the life he wanted.
It had to be said, the generous weekly salary from the "House of Superman" gave him a lot of confidence.
"Praise Mr. Kent, praise Superman, and also praise my dear boss!"
Matthew thought this to himself, when suddenly he heard a familiar voice behind him.
"I bet Brad and Dalton didn't discuss this; otherwise, how could the socket for this Superman laser desk lamp be designed on its butt?! This is simply an insult to Superman..."
Matthew turned his head to look.
Shawn was walking over slowly with Mira, pushing three baby strollers while talking.
As if they had just noticed Matthew.
Shawn nodded at him with a smile, "Matthew, it looks like you're doing well; you've even been promoted!"
"Long time no see, Mr. Kent, Mrs. Kent."
Matthew greeted them, scratching his head shyly like an ordinary boy, "I heard from Dr. Wendy that you had three healthy boys. I've always wanted to find a chance to meet them, but you know, I'm too busy with work right now..."
As he spoke, he looked toward the strollers, his face full of surprise and a smile: "My god, they look so beautiful!"
After more than three months, the children had gradually grown, each with exquisite features.
Setting aside their special abilities, they looked very adorable.
Matthew took two steps forward, couldn't help but bend down to tease the children, and said: "In the past, there would occasionally be babies at the Red River Home, but most of them... well, you know. You've raised your children so well; they are so well-behaved and cute. They will surely have a wonderful childhood."
Matthew's words weren't particularly charming, but they were sincere.
The boy was still that same boy. In his gaze at the three, Alexander and the others, there was a certain expectation and longing; it was a kind of spiritual fulfillment for the regrets of his own childhood.
Kind people can even heal themselves through beautiful things.
This was the reason Shawn was willing to pull Matthew along.
Seeing the much more cheerful Gecko, Shawn was also very happy; he had the feeling of helping an original character escape from the quagmire.
Shawn pointed to the hall and said with a smile: "That bastard Brad isn't here. I think we need your help. This place is too big; could you show us around?"
"Of course!" Matthew nodded immediately.
Matthew led them through the dazzling array of merchandise areas, not forgetting to explain things in a coherent way, though many of the "thunderous" Superman-related designs made Shawn feel terrible.
"What's wrong, Mr. Kent? These best-sellers sell very well in the store. Many fan tourists even mail them to friends and family. Don't you like them?"
Matthew was a bit confused by the strange expression on Shawn's face.
"Hahahaha~! Not at all, Shawn loves them. I'll buy him a few before we go back later!"
Mira was already laughing uncontrollably on the side, and she said: "We are also loyal fans of Superman. Seeing such unique products, we will definitely support and buy them."
It seemed the Kent couple's perception of Superman was the same as his.
Matthew breathed a sigh of relief and recommended: "It's okay if you don't buy anything; the House of Superman doesn't force consumption. The second-floor area has an introduction to Superman's heroism, as well as commemorative items left behind when he punished evil and promoted good. There's also a newly opened Superman ability experience hall. If you're interested, we can go take a look."
The "House of Superman" was indeed becoming more and more impressive, able to attract numerous tourists who came for its reputation and maintain its word of mouth, relying on more than just Superman's influence.
Brad and Dalton, the two founders behind the scenes, must have put a lot of effort into this.
"Then what are we waiting for?"
Shawn and Mira looked at each other and smiled, and said to Matthew: "We brought the children here today just for the experience; the second-floor area is perfect for us."
They pushed the strollers and went upstairs to the second floor, led by Matthew.
Compared to the crowds on the first floor, the second floor was not much less busy. It wasn't as brightly lit as the first floor, but the displays in each area were clearer. Some Superman clippings and models, set against specific lighting, appeared more sacred and atmospheric.
Alexander and the others seemed to really like this environment. After coming up, they were dancing with joy, babbling, and were so excited they almost jumped out of the strollers.
It really was like that.
"Little Ben, you can't do that~"
Mira calmly held down the second child, Benjamin. This guy was a repeat offender; the small stroller couldn't contain him. With a kick of his legs, he could slip out.
"Iya~"
Christopher's eyes blinked and blinked, and suddenly he reached out his little hand, pointing at a mini sculpture of Superman, "Dad... Daddy, Daddy~~!"
"???"
Matthew was stunned on the side, not because little Christopher was misidentifying his dad, but because how old was he?!
Did he accidentally discover a young genius?!
But this was too outrageous!
"Um, did I remember wrong?"
Gecko's mouth was wide open as he looked at the Shawn couple, his tone somewhat disbelieving: "Are they really only three months old?"
Actually, in terms of body size, the children looked like they were four or five months old.
The third child had changed the most since birth. He was originally thin and small, but now, although he was still a size smaller compared to Alexander, the difference was no longer obvious when placed next to Benjamin.
Considering that both Shawn and Mira were taller than average, it seemed very normal for the three children to grow into "giant babies."
But in any case, the fact that they could speak at such a young age was just too conspicuous and special.
What normal child speaks at three months old?!
Regarding this, Shawn smiled meaningfully at Gecko and bluffed: "It's just average. Mira and I both spoke early; little Christopher is just a bit smarter than we were."
"Is that so?" Matthew was a bit skeptical.
"Do you know California Institute of Technology?"
Mira said nonchalantly: "We are both honorary alumni now."
A killing blow.
Those who can get into the Institute of Technology are all geniuses, not to mention becoming honorary alumni at such a young age.
Matthew's young heart suffered a heavy blow, and he felt sour. As a super-human, his ability was the useless Painless Regeneration, while the Kent couple, as ordinary people, seemed to have heads that were even more outrageously brilliant than super-humans.
No wonder they could give birth to such smart children!
Matthew thought for a moment and still suggested: "Perhaps you could take him to the Super-Ability Identification Center for a test?"
Gecko didn't know the secret of compound v and thought super-humans were born that way, so it was normal for him to have such thoughts.
Shawn waved his hand: "We'll consider it, but let's wait until the children are a bit older."
Matthew: "Indeed."
The matter was brushed off just like that.
Mira lowered her head and whispered in the third son's ear: "Don't cause trouble, or we'll have to go back early."
This little guy hadn't spoken at home before, and his performance today really surprised the couple.
Seeming to understand his mother's words, Christopher giggled and then really quieted down.
Having settled Christopher, Shawn smiled bitterly.
He stared at Benjamin's tense little face and said to Mira: "Honey, look, I have a bad feeling."
Just as he finished speaking, Benjamin began to purse his lips and exert force.
Although the second-floor exhibition hall was a bit noisy, both Shawn and Mira could clearly hear the gurgling sound coming from their second son's butt.
Mira reacted quickly and hurriedly picked up Benjamin: "Oh, baby, let's find a spacious place before starting, shall we?"
Unfortunately, what was done was done.
The stench permeated through the diaper, and she still had to praise him, saying he was great.
Mira skillfully changed the baby's holding position, opened the diaper, and reached out to Shawn: "Hand me the replacement."
Shawn was used to it and pulled a new diaper out of the backpack.
Just at this moment, the excited Alexander suddenly twisted his body and started making a fuss.
The small stroller was pushed by him, swaying left and right.
Mira: "Wait."
Shawn: "Don't make a fuss."
Seeing that the Kent couple couldn't free up their hands for a moment, Matthew, who was on the side, didn't think much and volunteered: "I'll do it."
He stepped forward and opened his arms.
Shawn's eyelid twitched: "Don't..."
"Don't worry~"
Matthew picked up Alexander directly, thinking Shawn was just being polite.
"Oof, he's quite heavy!"
He hugged the chubby child with both hands, subconsciously weighed him, and then confidently said to the Kent couple: "You might not know, but when I was at the orphanage, I held quite a few children. I swear, don't worry about him falling."
While speaking, Matthew stretched out his arm and pinched Alexander's cute little face.
"Iya~"
Having a strange big brother play with him, Alexander was happy, waving his little hands and gently hitting Matthew's arm.
Then.
"Click—"
Matthew's arm hung limply.
"???"
Matthew looked confused.
Shawn and Mira closed their eyes at the same time, unable to bear watching.
After a while, Matthew reacted. He was a bit unsure, looked at the Kent couple, and mumbled: "Um, is my arm broken?"
A three-month-old baby, could he have such great strength?!
Wait, he seemed to have discovered something incredible...
No choice, it couldn't be bluffed past now.
"Sigh~!"
After putting the diaper on Benjamin, Shawn sighed and said to Matthew in a leisurely manner: "If you like holding him, hold him a while longer. Feel free to hold him; anyway, you have Painless Regeneration, Alexander can't kill you."
"..."
Matthew quietly scanned the surroundings, then his expression became serious. After hesitating for a moment, he lowered his voice: "Sir, I am willing to keep your secret."
This was a promise belonging to the youth.
While speaking, Matthew's arm was able to move again; it was indeed resistant to beatings.
It should be noted that his Painless Regeneration ability wasn't without any feeling, it was just that the number of pain nerves was not as high as normal people, and when the degree of injury exceeded a certain threshold, he himself would block out this pain, making it look as if he was fine.
So Matthew had felt pain just now, but not that much; at most, it was the same as someone gently patting him.
Shawn stared at Matthew's ability, his eyes shining while also feeling a bit of pity for him.
Shawn stroked his chin and thought, "This is the legendary experimental holy body. It's a pity his only ability is this; it doesn't improve his own strength much. If only there was a way to increase his configuration..."
The innocent Matthew didn't know yet.
An accidental discovery and a kind concealment would lead his future down a completely different path.
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