“Uncle, that guy … Clark… There’s something weird about him!”
Back at the mansion, Lex, sitting by the fireplace, spoke to Luke, who was lying on the sofa looking lazy, without the look of an elder he had before.
Although they only met once, they didn’t exchange contact information.
But he was impressed with Clark, getting a sense of … someone close.
Well, he couldn’t say that either.
To be precise, it should be … curiosity.
“What’s your big discovery, Detective Luthor?”
Luke was thinking about how to explain his identity to his younger cousin. After Lex interrupted his thoughts, he asked with a smile.
He vaguely felt that he had seen the current plot somewhere.
The boy Clark, his first girlfriend Lana, and Lex Luthor, who appeared early, somehow created a familiar feeling.
“I’m sure that the Porsche slammed into Clark, but — he wasn’t hurt! And saved me from the water!”
Lex tossed his hair and doubtfully said so.
“That’s a Porsche! It crashed into the bridge!”
At this time, he wasn’t someone powerful yet, so he lacked the bonus buff of ‘genius’.
With a keen sense of observation, it was still impossible to capture the trajectory of the plot.
The bald Lex was exchanged, he instantly noticed that something was wrong.
“Isn’t that a good thing?”
Luke naturally knew the reason, but he didn’t make it clear.
“Do you want to kill an innocent passer-by with your driving and go to jail? — Although not necessarily. With the help of the lawyers’ invited by Lex Corp, you might get off, claiming insanity. Then be acquitted and sent to a nice nursing home for a few months or so.”
“But anyway, it would be a conspicuous stain in your records.”
“You know, your father still wants you to be the President of Lex Corp.”
Luke laughed and joked. He remembered Lex Luthor in a certain timeline and seemed to have actually been a President once.
It was said that the other party’s mantra was ‘No one knows Superman better than me’, loved to play the accordion, and would always talk about the fate of all mankind …
Wait, what seemed to be wrong …?
He was suddenly confronting a redheaded President.
“… the President.”
Lex suddenly fell silent.
Like Clark, he was in some kind of rebellious period.
He didn’t agree with his parents’ lessons, and he was confident in his ability.
Longing for freedom while hating external constraints.
Simply put, he was a chuunibyou.
“He always plans for my future but never asks me what I really think.”
Lex snorted softly, seriously dissatisfied with his father’s paternalistic, authoritarian style.
In contrast, the young godfather in front of him was much more tolerant.
This was one of the reasons why Lex sincerely respected the other party.
“If you want to show your talents and prove yourself, you have to gain some achievements.”
Luke’s mouth smiled. The fire in the fireplace illuminated his face, half-bright and half-dark.
“When others see you, they would no longer call you ‘Lionel Luthor’s son’ but Lex Luthor. Then you can successfully escape your father’s shadow and exist as an independent individual.”
Lex thought about it, and he did have the idea of being independent.
He came to this town not only for a vacation but also for those abandoned factories.
Seventeen years ago, the meteorite shower destroyed the lives of many people and the industrial development of the town.
This was a good opportunity to revive and recreate the prosperity it once had.
“Uncle, what do you think I should do?”
Lex humbly sought advice.
Sitting in front of him was the most famous young upstart from Metropolis, a talented investor, who his own father was impressed with.
To use a term often used by the media, he was ‘the man who sees the future.’
“Agriculture and manufacturing are the economic pillars of Kansas. There are many farms and ranches in the town, but there’s a lack of related industries, such as food processing, meat processing and other manufacturing plants.”
Luke casually blurted out.
“Buy those abandoned factories, reopen them, and run them.”
“In time, the company will be able to provide enough jobs in the town, win the praise of the municipal government, and be honoured as one of the ‘Top Ten Outstanding Youths’, as well as use the actual industry to expand into deeper and wider areas.”
Lex brightened up. He mainly worked in the financial and trading markets before, and didn’t have a deep enough understanding of this aspect.
“What do you have in mind, Uncle? We can work together!”
The young man’s mind turned rapidly. His father would certainly not allow himself to ‘do anything wrong’, but it would be different if he joined his godfather and borrowed the name of the other party.
“I don’t like to touch money, and I’m not interested in it, Lex.”
Luke waved his hand and slightly smiled, “My happiest days were when I was living in a basement in Metropolis and making $91 a month.”
“…”
Lex was silent. He had become accustomed to the strange words that popped out of his godfather’s mouth.
For example, ‘Set a small goal of earning 100 million this year’, ‘Making money is just a passing thing, money brings me less than 5% happiness’, ‘I’m face blind, I can’t tell if those Hollywood actresses are pretty or not’ and so on.
“Uncle, so … you really just came here for a vacation?”
Lex still wouldn’t give up. He could never imagine that a big man like Luke, whose time was precious, would come to this backward, conservative town for a leisurely vacation.
“I’m here to inspect and collect meteorites.”
Luke shrugged his shoulders and whispered.
“You should also know that this town used to be called ‘Creamed Corn Capital of the World’, until the meteorite shower that shocked Kansas. Now, it’s renamed ‘Meteor Capital of the World’, which is a means to increase its fame and attract tourists.”
“But anyway, there are a lot of residual meteorites here.”
He had already selected and assembled a team of archaeologists and would soon be exploring various parts of the town to collect the meteorite fragments.
When you think about it, Clark was really unlucky.
As a Kryptonian, he actually lived in a small town full of Kryptonite.
“I never knew that you were interested in archaeology and meteorites, Uncle.”
Lex was a little surprised. However, it did seem to the outside world that Luke had some strange hobbies.
For example, his collection of Hollywood actresses, as if he was collecting stamps.
Targets, such as Jodie Foster, Sharon Stone, Demi Moore and so on.
There were also Nicole Kidman, Charlize Theron and others who weren’t famous at the time.
Most surprisingly, he also had a special hobby of investing in movies and making guest appearances.
“It’s normal for hobbies to expand.”
Luke smiled. He could explain why Marvel Studio’s script suddenly turned into a Hollywood playboy script.
First of all, it was because before his younger cousin came to earth, it was rather boring and no fun.
As everyone knew, the DC universe was built and developed around Superman. Clark Kent was the most important one — although he always loses to the big daddy — “I always have a plan” Batman. But that didn’t hinder his younger cousin’s status.
Otherwise, it was impossible for Dr Manhattan to be particularly interested, and an unprecedented observation experiment had been carried out.
A world without Superman meant that there would be no superheroes and supervillains.
Therefore, in order to pass the time, Luke could only develop his personal interest out of his love of movies.
Moreover, he was very principled. He would only have a one night fling with each actress.
Even if a few of them appreciated his skills, Luke definitely didn’t miss it.
Therefore, in the Hollywood circle, he gained the nickname ‘heartbreaker.’
“Well, Lex. Let’s talk again later; it’s dinner time.”
Luke stopped talking, got up and said so.
He guessed that Clark would continue to ask his adoptive father, Jonathan, questions about his identity because of the car accident.
At that time, it should be an opportunity for the Kryptonian older cousin to shine.
“My silly cousin, it’s time to get down to business.”
Luke thought with a smile.
