"You're still alive?" Gregg, trembling from the pain, saw Clark, who was almost unharmed except for some dirt on his body, and couldn't believe it.
"Should we leave it to the law?"
David knew what Clark was thinking.
"We can't cross that line." Clark's expression was serious; they couldn't do anything that would disappoint their parents.
"And then let him blab to everyone in town about having a pair of freak brothers with super strength?" David continued.
"I..." Clark hesitated at David's words.
He didn't want to bring trouble to his family, but letting David use the same trick again?
Absolutely not. Clark instinctively resisted.
He should discuss it with Gregg, though even he knew that was too naive.
"What should we do?"
Swish!
Suddenly, Gregg, who should have been in too much pain to stand, got up and fled like the wind, kicking up dust as he ran towards the forest under the road.
David's eyes narrowed. His powerful vision locked onto Gregg, and observing his running posture, he saw that Gregg's arms had completely recovered.
"The tenacious vitality of an insect?"
"Clark, aren't you going after him?" David glanced at Clark, who had momentarily blocked his view.
Clark reacted. He decided not to mention how he would resolve this for now. If Gregg escaped and went after their parents for revenge, that would be terrible.
This time, he didn't hold back. With a blur, he caught up to Gregg, who was running at nearly the speed of sound, and blocked his path.
"Gregg, I can't let you leave and hurt anyone else."
Clark could vaguely guess why Gregg had attacked him.
He had almost no previous interactions with Gregg, and the only recent one was because of Lana.
"How are you so fast?"
Just as he was about to reach the forest, Gregg's vision blurred. A figure appeared in front of him. He braked hard, staring at Clark in shock.
At the same time, a stone was flung out from Gregg's jacket pocket.
He looked back again.
David had already walked over, now standing a dozen meters behind him.
One brother was super strong, and the other was faster than a rocket.
Gregg suddenly had some regrets, wishing he hadn't come to deal with these two rivals before finding his dream girl and creating offspring.
[Regret from Gregg +0.13, +0.09...]
"Ugh..."
Suddenly, Clark let out a muffled groan. His strength seemed to drain away rapidly, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to stay upright. He glanced at the stone that had flown a few meters away.
It had a gray-black exterior with a green crystal inside that was glowing.
"It's the same meteorite as Lana's necklace." His face turned grim.
But the crystal was more than ten times larger than the one in Lana's necklace.
"Huh?"
Gregg, who had expected to be trapped between them and had no hope of escape, was surprised to find that the meteorite, which he suspected might be related to his own mutation, was Clark's weakness, whose speed was like lightning.
He wanted to pick up the stone to deal with Clark, but remembering David behind him, he quickly gave up and turned to flee.
[Fear from Gregg +0.22...]
"What a shame."
David picked up a stone from the ground, narrowed his eyes, and aimed at Gregg's fleeing back, throwing it with all his might.
Whoosh!
Accompanied by a sharp sonic boom, the stone carried a force even greater than the bullet from an anti-materiel sniper rifle, hitting Gregg precisely in the head.
Bang!
Gregg had just excitedly entered the forest when his head exploded like a watermelon. The blast wave blew the leaves in the forest, scattering red and white everywhere.
Seeing the person killed before his eyes, Clark's eyes widened as he looked at his brother.
"David?!"
"I had no choice."
With no more Emotion Points, and Gregg completely dead, it seemed Gregg's regenerative ability wasn't strong enough for true immortality. David spread his hands helplessly.
"I wouldn't have killed him if he didn't have regenerative abilities."
If possible, he would have preferred to create another human emotional point generator.
[Madness from Jeremy 0.15, Hatred 0.11...]
He didn't know what it felt like to be conscious but trapped in darkness, like a person in a vegetative state, but it must have felt awful.
Because in just two days, Jeremy's emotions had become increasingly extreme and intense, giving him more and more emotional points.
"Kill him, David."
Clark whispered excitedly.
"You could have chased after him, or you could have moved the meteorite and let me catch him."
He should have been more careful; if he hadn't fallen for the trap, he could have stopped David.
[Remorse +16 from Clark, Anxiety +15, Worry +13...]
"And then what?"
David asked calmly.
"What good would it do to chase him down and catch him? Do you have a better way to deal with him?"
As he spoke, he stepped forward, picked up the meteorite, and turned to leave.
"I'll wait for you to tell me a better plan, Clark."
"But does such a plan even exist?"
The Kryptonite radiation faded, and Clark regained his strength. He looked at the headless body, his face filled with regret, and clenched his fist.
After David drove the car back onto the road, Clark, with his hands still covered in dirt, returned with a hint of dejection.
"What did you do?"
"I buried Gregg deep in the forest."
"Legally speaking, you're destroying evidence of my killing Gregg. You're an accomplice and will be convicted alongside me," David said with a light laugh.
"That's right."
Clark looked up and said seriously, "But you're my only brother."
"..."
David shook his head.
"If you said that with the same unwavering gaze as a juvenile detention counselor facing a repeat offender, Clark, maybe I would have been moved for a second or two."
...
David hadn't intended to deal with the genetically mutated Gregg.
But he hadn't expected Gregg to actively seek him out to attack Clark, and also try to kill him.
It was likely because of Lana, he surmised.
"Like the strong instincts of insects to compete for a mate, they will defeat and eliminate all rivals."
Since he had regenerative abilities and couldn't be turned into an emotional point generator, killing him was a bit of a shame.
However, after Clark had thought he might not encounter situations like Jeremy's again, and that he could keep a close eye on David, his worries about David had gradually decreased in frequency after that day.
But after David killed Gregg, Clark immediately began to worry about him falling down a path of corruption again, and his worries grew stronger.
[Worry +19, +20... from Clark]
Ignoring the somber Clark driving, David sat in the passenger seat, casually looking at the scenery outside.
After David and Clark drove away.
In the forest, a large white wolf with fur as beautiful and smooth as silk slowly emerged. It gazed in the direction the two had left, its eyes holding a hint of confusion, as if pondering something.
...
On the way, he secretly touched up the car's paint, using his amazing lung capacity and breath to accelerate the drying process.
Clark decided not to tell his parents about this for now, not wanting them to worry.
Dealing with Gregg hadn't taken David much time.
He loaded up a cart with fruit and returned to the market again, less than an hour later.
Lex Luthor was still there, using the excuse of wanting to understand the fruit and vegetable business in Smallville to talk with Jonathan and Martha.
Martha thought that if Luthor decided to get into the fruit and vegetable acquisition business, it might be good news for the residents who ran farms and orchards in the town, so she didn't keep him at arm's length like her husband.
"Hi."
David greeted Chloe and Pete, who were helping out.
The fruit stand wasn't busy, and the two didn't have much to do.
"Lex, are my family's fruits that attractive to you?"
Clark asked with a smile when he saw Luthor hadn't left yet.
Luthor observed Clark's somewhat unhappy expression, then looked at David, who seemed naturally relaxed as if he had just returned from a spring outing, before turning his attention back to Clark.
"What happened, Clark?"
He asked softly, testing the waters.
"You look like you've run into some trouble."
A flicker of unease crossed Clark's eyes. "It's nothing."
"Clark, when I was little, I was quite mischievous."
This was a good opportunity to build rapport, Lex Luthor thought, a glint in his eyes as he smiled.
"So I was often called to the counselor's office. To keep people from seeing through me, I ended up learning a bit of psychology..."
"Mr. Luthor, my son is just having some typical teenage troubles. He can handle them himself."
Noticing the two of them, Jonathan walked over, slinging an arm around Clark's shoulders. He politely declined, "We won't bother you for any psychological counseling."
"Besides," he added, "being called to the counselor's office usually means more than just being mischievous, doesn't it?"
David watched from the side, knowing his father, Jonathan, likely assumed Clark was still bothered by the floating incident from earlier and didn't want Luthor prying.
"I was just..."
Luthor smiled, about to say something more.
Suddenly, from the back of the crowd, several police officers pushed through, showing their badges and arrest warrants. The surrounding people immediately parted, creating a circle, eager to see what was happening.
"Mr. Lex Luthor, we are officers from Smallville Police Department. We currently suspect you are involved in a bank robbery, and we need you to come with us to assist with the investigation."
"Robbery?"
Luthor blinked in surprise.
"There are many eyewitnesses who saw you armed and robbing the town bank about half an hour ago. You stole a hundred thousand dollars from the bank. You might have been wearing a bulletproof vest under your clothes and escaped after being shot twice by the security guard on duty," the officer stated.
"I risked getting shot to rob the town bank? And only for a hundred thousand dollars?"
Disturbed by the police at such a crucial moment, Luthor wondered if he'd heard correctly, chuckling in disbelief.
"Officer, the factories under my name donate more than a hundred thousand dollars annually to the town's schools, police department, and fire department."
Jonathan and Martha exchanged a worried glance.
Robbery?
The onlookers were surprised and confused. They had heard Lex Luthor's name, and that he was involved. If it were about acquiring the bank, that would have seemed more plausible.
Luthor's eyes darted, looking back at Clark and David.
"I was here for the past hour. The Kent family can vouch for me."
All eyes, from the police to the onlookers, turned towards them.
"I..."
Jonathan was momentarily speechless.
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