SUP Chapter 95: Going All Out! Call Me Ancestor! (Part One)

Ian envied that toad that could only be used to find people, it looked very magical at first glance. He remembered that some people in Europe and America liked to lick toads, so this must also be some kind of officially controlled contraband.

"Stop, stop, listen to whether they have any difficulties... They must have difficulties..." Ian swayed his identification while beginning his deceptive persuasion.

Mainly, he didn't dare to struggle too hard against Madison's grip. There was no helping it, since Ian hadn't inherited his father's biofield from afar, he might accidentally tear off Madison's arm if he wasn't careful.

Though that could perhaps be seen as giving away a ticket to cybernetic ascension.

But Madison probably wouldn't like that.

"This is just a blank piece of paper!" Madison slapped Ian's hand away, her blonde hair exploding with anger. She felt she was also going crazy, actually turning her head subconsciously to check the identification information.

What kind of official identification would superheroes have!

"That's not right, you should have seen my [Silk Superman] official certificate." Ian followed along with small steps, looking puzzled as he took back the card and examined it carefully for a moment.

There was nothing wrong with it at all. It displayed the identity he wanted to show in his heart, and even the silk threads in the photo were the coveted style he had run to several supermarkets but couldn't buy.

Gleaming with perfect oil.

The kind of quality that after use, you could still sell to perverted women on same-sex dating websites. As for why not sell to men, of course it was because Ian still had morals and principles in his heart.

Definitely not because perverted broke boys couldn't afford the price.

"You definitely didn't take your medicine this morning!" Madison stamped her feet anxiously, pulling out a bottle of pills from her bag. "Delusional disorder, right? Then take some of my psychiatric medication first!"

She seemed to have exposed something.

A deeply hidden secret.

Yet it felt so reasonable.

After all, not just any girl could sit next to Ian for several years. Ian was about to confess that he had "recovered," but seeing the [Extra Large] medicine bottle, he immediately chose to keep quiet.

Minors actually understand better than adults what's more beneficial for themselves, this is a selection mechanism evolved by nature. Minors who don't seek advantage all died off before evolving into homo sapiens. Although Darwin never elaborated on this point, it didn't prevent Ian from drawing inferences from evolution theory.

"Crunch, crunch, crunch~"

Ian felt that his friendship with Madison had lasted quite a long time, so he found an excuse for his deep emotional connection and directly poured the entire bottle into his mouth.

[Metabolic Disorder]

Unfortunately, due to his overly strong physical constitution, Ian only gained a negligible negative status effect. He wondered if his old father's Fortress of Solitude still had Kryptonian pharmaceutical recipes.

Alien medicine from outer space would definitely work well.

"No! You ate them all?" It wasn't until Ian returned the medicine bottle to her that Madison realized belatedly, her eyes showing shock and her voice carrying several notes of disbelief.

"Didn't leave me any? Not a single pill left?" It could only be said that transmigrators wouldn't encounter ordinary desk mates. Madison's focus was obviously different from most normal people.

She was only shocked by Ian's "selfishness." As for drug poisoning and such, sorry, American academic underachievers didn't have this concept in their minds, and not knowing basically equaled non-existence here.

Honestly, this kind of thought process even Ian found somewhat peculiar.

"Going to see a psychiatrist would really be excellent value for money for you."

Ian made a thoughtful judgment.

The simple-minded green tea girl didn't understand his implication.

"I don't care, you have to go prove it to my psychiatrist, so she won't think I've been selling the medicine she prescribed me on the side." Madison tried to drag Ian to continue running.

"Come with me to the police station now!" Since Madison had let go of Ian when she took out the medicine, she only now discovered that Ian's hand had become a target she couldn't grasp.

She reached down to grab it.

Ian raised his hand high.

She moved toward the top.

Ian suddenly put his hand behind his back.

"What's wrong with you!?"

Madison began to suspect whether Ian had developed [ADHD] as a side effect from taking the medicine. She kept looking behind Ian, and after seeing no pursuers, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"I'm mainly afraid that if your hand touches me again, this woman will ruin my grand ambitions and path to godhood." Ian recalled what happened in the classroom a few days ago and still felt lingering fear.

Perhaps that kind of healing ability for others was a miraculous cure for those who needed it, but for Ian, all he could feel was overwhelming psychological trauma.

Who understands, family members.

Madison's healing hands were definitely a nightmare for the hamster faction.

"So beauty has become a bone-scraping knife again?"

Madison was quite helpless.

She thought of Ian's words when he talked about money rather than feelings.

"Pretty much."

Ian didn't bother to correct her.

The ancestors' words could also apply here after being slightly twisted.

"Wait until I become a Hollywood superstar, then if you want to shake hands with me, you'll have to pay me!" Charging Ian in reverse was Madison's long-standing dream.

"Being a superstar isn't as good as opening a hospital with me. That's where the real fast money is. I can find the injured, and you're a miracle doctor. Together we'd definitely win big."

Ian made a heartfelt suggestion.

"Advising people to study medicine deserves divine retribution!" Madison rolled her eyes directly. She might understand what Ian was saying, but had no intention of responding.

Choosing to see a doctor, naturally meant resisting certain personal problems.

"I'm serious. Even if I buy you family medical insurance so you don't have to worry about one pregnancy resulting in twenty-six babies, you still won't consider it?" Ian was still somewhat unwilling to give up.

On the main road, people came and went.

Some sharp-eared people couldn't help but turn back to look at them. Mainly because a man wearing stockings on his head and a sexy girl discussing such topics was indeed enough to cause misunderstandings.

"What do you take me for? A pig? Giving birth to a whole litter in one lifetime?" Madison's hand went into her messy hair again, and she used her other hand to pull out her phone to check where the nearest police station was.

"Pigs can't give birth to that many, but I think magicians definitely can." Ian had of course seriously thought about it. He remembered seeing pregnancy potions in the Harry Potter movies he watched before transmigrating.

If there weren't any.

Then the questioner had watched pirated copies.

The spiritual heir of the Supreme Emperor would not remember wrong.

"What magicians?" Madison's eyes flickered slightly after hearing this, but she covered it up by lowering her head to play with her phone. The fourteen-year-old young actress still wasn't deep enough in scheming.

Ian took a deep look at Madison's phone, which she was holding upside down.

"Like them." Ian spoke softly, pointing across the street where those black-clothed people had somehow appeared ahead of Madison and Ian's escape route.

The leader's magical toad stuck out its long tongue, pointing toward Madison. After Ian's reminder, Madison immediately discovered this group of black-clothed people who were like persistent plasters.

"This is impossible!"

Madison kept looking at the street behind her, and at the black-clothed people crossing through traffic, she had just looked at the map and clearly knew there were no small roads nearby that would allow those people to circle around and appear ahead.

"Unscientific!"

Madison looked completely puzzled.

She wanted to run but discovered black-clothed people blocking both left and right sides.

"You scored a full six points on your Natural and Physical Sciences course, and now you're telling me you really believe in science?" Ian tilted his head, once again feeling enlightened.

"No wonder you need to see a psychiatrist!"

He believed Madison was the one with mental problems.

After all, normal people who saw Superman flying in the sky every day, plus The Flash and various other superhumans on TV, wouldn't believe in the kind of science the general public recognized.

Even if they believed in science.

It should be an all-embracing belief.

They shouldn't question it like Madison was doing.

"No... what I mean is... this isn't normal, right? Um, not normal?" Madison was once again crushed speechless by Ian's logic.

It was frustratingly reasonable.

"What's abnormal about it? For so many years, our world has always been like this, trust me, switch to studying magic. You can't handle science at all."

Ian once again dodged Madison's grabbing hand, and incidentally patted Madison's shoulder.

"How is your hand speed so fast?"

Madison nervously watched the surroundings, no longer bothering to question Ian's abnormal hand speed. "We need to find police. These people definitely have no good intentions."

She discovered black-clothed people on all sides with no way to escape, and immediately began looking around for defensive weapons, the next moment, she saw Ian stuff an orange into her hand.

"You haven't noticed that I've had stockings on my head for so long, and people we've encountered on the road haven't even thought about calling the police. The police, who have been seriously spoiled by Superman, definitely can't save you, but don't panic, I can. I always can. Don't move from this spot, I've already bought you the orange."

Ian surveyed the surroundings.

"Let me first figure out how to destroy the surveillance here."

No helping it.

This was a busy district after all.

There were always a few cameras of unknown functionality. Who could have thought that Ian's lifelong enemy would actually be cameras? It wasn't that Ian was timid and hesitant.

Rather, he had indeed caused too many incidents recently, and he wanted to let his family members take a break. Especially Lois, after working overtime, even his old dad didn't dare provoke his mom when she got home.

Ian didn't dare let his mom keep working overtime because of him.

Whether his dad's punches hurt or not didn't matter.

But if his mom got angry, the dad she sent over wouldn't just be about whether punches hurt or not, since there was no way to get injured, Ian felt that wasn't a wise upgrade choice.

For his family and himself.

He should at least behave for a few hours or even more than ten hours.

"Just this one orange?"

Madison felt familiar deception. "You said the same thing yesterday. Do you know how long I waited on the playground? The school security almost arrested me as a thief!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got.

Instead, she wasn't as panicked and nervous anymore.

At least she had a friend to accompany her in getting caught and having their kidneys harvested. So if they got caught, so be it. Resigned Madison only hoped her prematurely ended Hollywood kidneys could sell for more than Ian's kidneys.

This was already the final bottom line for a lifelong strong middle school queen.

At this time, a group of black-clothed people had already crossed the street, only dozens of meters away from her and Ian. Looking around, Madison aimed at a cane an old lady was using.

"Asking other people for help is useless. These people aren't normal. Perhaps... perhaps just as you said, they have magic, and other people seem to just take their behavior for granted." Madison reminded Ian, but ultimately didn't go snatch the old lady's cane.

"They also have biofields?" Ian was shocked.

"What biofield?"

Madison blinked in confusion.

"When encountering such unscientific, unnatural, and abnormal things, blaming it on biofields is definitely right..." Jealousy made Ian's handsome face somewhat twisted. He found a few stones on the ground, originally planning to smash cameras, but now he wanted to throw them all at the black-clothed people.

"Weren't you just saying it was magic?"

Madison couldn't keep up with Ian's thinking.

"It could also be magic." Ian could only comfort himself this way, but his behavior seemed quite unreliable and fence-sitting to Madison.

"Whatever crazy plan you have, use it quickly! Don't think about summoning Superman, I tried it, no use." Madison rolled her eyes, the increasingly close black-clothed people making her kidneys ache.

She wanted to struggle a bit more.

"That's because you tried it and it didn't work, doesn't mean my call for help is useless. People are different from each other... Of course, I don't like calling Superman to save me, because I believe everyone can be Superman."

Ian turned his back to Madison, revealing the [CD] letters on his T-shirt, extra large, but not just extra large. Madison could only stare dumbfounded.

This shirt wasn't torn because Ian had bought many copies.

"What does it mean?"

Madison's brain kept switching between several scenarios.

Her brain wasn't working properly.

"It's half the abbreviation for Super Boy, meaning I'm a Super Boy who hasn't grown up yet!" Ian believed this was just because of Madison's failing language course reading comprehension ability.

His label was clearly super obvious.

"..."

Extremely speechless, Madison watched Ian hide in a surveillance blind spot, revealing only one eye, aiming a stone at the surveillance camera and throwing it out. The stone was as powerful and swift as a bullet.

However, the surveillance camera was completely unaffected.

Ian directly knocked down a black-clothed person eight hundred meters away.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Madison was stunned.

"This is part of the plan. Even you were fooled by me, so they definitely wouldn't realize I was going for a sneak attack." Ian adjusted his strategy in time. Madison, who once again felt very absurd yet still found Ian quite reasonable, opened her mouth but ultimately didn't know how to evaluate Ian.

"That boy also has problems!"

The black-clothed people saw their companion attacked.

One of them directly conjured a huge fireball with both hands and was about to attack Ian, Madison was dumbfounded, while Ian, who didn't want to expose his shooting skills anymore, frowned.

"See that! I told you they were magicians!"

Ian directly closed his eyes.

"No, even if they really are magicians, you're just giving up? Abandoning? Don't you always say you have a super brain? Quickly think of a solution!"

Knowing she was a vase with an empty head, Madison urgently wanted to awaken Ian's fighting spirit. Of course, she had indeed misunderstood Ian's behavior.

"I'm using my ultimate move right now."

Ian's words just fell.

Madison opened her mouth to say something.

The next moment.

Her voice and movements came to an abrupt halt.

The entire world stopped.

Pedestrians froze in mid-step, birds suspended in the air, even fountain water droplets solidified into crystal-like sculptures. Pedestrians, vehicles, even leaves suspended in air rapidly lost color.

The whole world became like a frozen black and white animation.

Only Ian still retained color.

"What do you mean, 'If I don't come, you're going to write a book called My Guide to Courting Death and the Tsundere Lady's Love Strategy?'" An annoyed voice rang out.

Ian opened his eyes.

He saw under the red traffic light, which like the surrounding environment had turned gray and white, stood that familiar woman in a camisole. Who else could it be but the displeased Lady Death?

Seeing this situation.

Ian knew he had won again.

Facing Ian's smile, Lady Death responded with a cold laugh.

"You think this can threaten me?" She walked barefoot on the gray-white zebra crossing, each step creating ripple-like waves, approaching Ian step by step.

"But you still came." Ian wasn't panicked.

He even quoted a classic line from Gu Long's novels.

"????"

Lady Death found she hadn't scared Ian, then just stopped in front of Ian, looking at the boy who was slightly shorter than her, and rolled her eyes very helplessly.

"This isn't because of you, don't be narcissistic." The Death Goddess folded her arms, her fingernails tapping on her arms, her black long hair moving without wind.

"I came because there's something behind this matter that I need your help with." After speaking, without waiting for Ian's inquiry, Lady Death directly raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

All surveillance cameras on the entire street simultaneously turned to ash, even the rear-facing lenses of pedestrians' phones scattered into black sand with the wind. It must be said, the visual impact of this scene was really quite sufficient.

Ian's eyes were very bright.

"Sigh!"

Lady Death sighed again, looking at the scattered black ash and the boy in front of her, her expression showing indescribable frustration. A deity who had lived countless ages had truly never encountered anything like today's situation.

Death had seen countless beings' worship.

And this, was indeed the first time someone desired her power just to use it to destroy surrounding surveillance cameras. This guy wasn't even asking her to kill those damn things! This was no longer a matter of using nuclear bombs to kill chickens, she simply couldn't understand what kind of mental state would lead to such prayers?

Was it unthinking?

Or was he really very obedient to his father?

"Happy now?"

Lady Death stared at the boy in front of her.

"A little bit?"

Ian's tone was even uncertain.

"..."

Lady Death was silent for a moment.

"Remember, as repayment, you need to investigate this matter clearly and give me an explanation..." She seemed to be hinting at something again, reaching out to touch Ian's forehead.

"That's not right."

Ian wasn't deceived by the other party's small action.

"That's not what I promised! What I promised was clearly that as long as you respond to me, when I can't reach my back while bathing, you can come to my house to help me scrub it!"

"And only for five minutes."

He corrected the other party's concept substitution.

The next moment.

"Whoosh~"

A wind blew by.

The supreme deity disappeared very quickly.

Faster than any previous time. The black and white world regained color, and Ian found an odd pointer in his hand, the pointer was pointing straight toward some unknown direction.

"What's the matter that made her so urgent?"

Ian was thoughtful.

He sensed something unusual.

After all, when it involved external universe erosion of this universe, Lady Death hadn't given such clear guidance. Was this matter more urgent than his old father being contaminated by evil demons?

"This is your solution? A compass?" After the world resumed flow, Madison became lively again. In her field of vision, she could only see Ian's hand suddenly had an odd pointer.

"This is just the tsundere lady's reserved confession." Ian stuffed the pointer into his pants pocket. Without the restraint of surveillance cameras, he immediately rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fight a group of wizards.

A huge fireball flew toward them.

The surrounding pedestrians were indeed weirdly blind to this.

"Be careful!"

Madison wanted to pull Ian to dodge, but found Ian was like he'd taken stimulants, charging toward the fireball and punching it to pieces.

"Show-off!"

Ian looked at his hand that wasn't even burned, very disappointed. Another fireball came howling, and Ian didn't even blink, raising his hand to punch and explode the weak attack.

"Damn! You're so fierce, why didn't you say so earlier!"

Madison was stunned by Ian's performance.

Her jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"I kept telling you not to run, not to run... Little delinquent, your brain really doesn't work well." Ian didn't turn back, directly catching a streetlight that the black-clothed people controlled with telekinesis to smash at him.

Perfectly replicating his old father's operation.

Excellent.

The feeling of not dropping the ball was great.

"I can't control his mind!"

"Damn! Who the hell is this guy?!"

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