Cripto grabbed Clark in his mouth and ran wildly through the air, flying straight back to the Met, putting Clark in the cornfield.

It knew where Clark lived, but because of Downey, it didn't have much contact.

So Criptow chose the tactful way, he often ran to Gotham City and mingled with Ace, the Batman's dog, and in fact, he took the opportunity to observe Clark in the Metropolis next door with super vision and super perspective.

It's in Gotham City, silently following the bits and pieces of Clark in the metropolis, and it's very satisfying.

It's also nice to look at Joe's offspring in this way.

In that little head, Cripto, who has a high level of intelligence, knows very well some obscure things. For example, Donnie has a respectful attitude towards Clark.

Donnie and Clark are not all the way at all, and even the act of becoming friends seems redundant.

Donnie stands on the side of reality and utilitarianism, while Clark is always on the side of justice.

The two are destined not to play together.

Donny would rather believe that he could get along with Batman than that he could get along with Clark...... Well, in fact, Donnie's way of liking violence against violence and responding to blood with blood seems to conflict with Batman's philosophy.

However, the current Batman is much better, and the middle-aged bat, who is entering the fourth stage, is also acting in a way that is going to the extreme little by little, such as when fighting criminals, the attacks are getting heavier and heavier, and the prisoners are getting more and more injured.

It is estimated that he was also forced by the clown who troubled him every once in a while.

Gotham City is becoming more and more chaotic, and seeing that the stable order that Donny built with brutal means a few years ago is beginning to collapse, Batman is also a little anxious.

You can't bloodied Gotham City again, can you? Kill all opponents, and treat all supporters with a strong support for them?

Then he wouldn't be Batman, he would be the second Donnie.

Criptow looked around smartly, the ripe cornfields, in the light of the setting sun, seemed to flash with the brilliance of life, and the towering corn stalks were just right to hide their figures.

Cripto pounced on Clark and licked it.

"A third of the special cells in his body were drained, and he couldn't wake up in a short time."

Donnie's voice suddenly came, and Criptow immediately jumped to his feet and stared at Donnie non-stop.

Downey walked out of the portal and looked at Cripto flatly, then at Clarke.

He has a keen interest in the Code of Life.

"Get out of the way, I'll take the Code of Life without hurting him, and he'll only need to sleep for a few days before he'll be intact." Donnie walked slowly.

As for whether it is really intact? Clark may be safe, but his enormous potential may be diminished.

After so many years of mixing with the Code of Life, the essence of his life could be improved to some extent. If Donnie takes the Code of Life now, Clark will inevitably weaken some of his potential.

The Code of Life, which gives Clark amazing plasticity.

But Donnie has his sights on the Code of Life, and he is bound to get it. The moment he took control of the Kryptonian spaceship, he also took control of the special cells that Clark had been stripped into a vessel.

Each cell is mixed with a large number of precisely encrypted gene fragments, which are extremely complex, and even the current Donnie cannot parse them thoroughly in a short period of time.

The genetic chains of a billion Kryptonians are all completely dormant in the life codex, and Downey needs to splice and combine them little by little, reassembling fragments and fragments into a life code that represents the source of Krypton's life.

He only needs to master the variable genetic patterns of all Kryptonians, and even if he returns the Code of Life to Clark, Donnie will make a lot of money.

He analyzed the Code of Life, which was equivalent to mastering the means of mass-producing controllable Kryptonians.

Even like the original CNA imprinted in the Tinder Source, the original genetic chain of the Kryptonian is engraved into the Tinder Source, creating a unique new life model.

A transformer who can become stronger by basking in the sun? That's equivalent to getting rid of the limitations of super energy crystals, which is kind of interesting.

Kriptow was visibly hesitant, his head bowed deeply, trying to bare his teeth, but worried, his front half prostrate and tail hanging high, fearful and trying to be courageous.

It's hesitating whether to get out of the way.

"I don't have to lie, killing Clark didn't do me any good, and it deprived Earth of a strong and credible warrior. Don't forget, no matter how bad I am, I'm still on a mission to protect the planet. You're going to trust me...... Prosperous! Donnie said.

Cripto's eyelids twitched when he heard the word "prosperous wealth", and he gave Donnie a deep look humanely, whimpered, and slowly moved out of the way.

Behind it, a burly man in a blue suit and a red cloak was lying unconscious on the ground.

Downey reached out and grabbed Clarke, feeling the latter's state, which would probably be a few hours of sleep.

After a deep groan, Donnie slammed directly at the back of Clark's head, and the sound of the bell was like a metal collision, and then he nodded with satisfaction.

As a result, Clark didn't have to slow down for two or three days.

Criptow let out a low cry and stared at Donnie viciously.

"Look at it, dead dog, if it weren't for us, you would have starved to death on the streets." Downey kicks Cripto, but is nimbly dodged by the latter.

As he spoke, he thought, and Donnie's thoughts about Wanda became more and more intense.

After more than a month of separation, we will finally meet again, and the most difficult threshold has been passed, what else can't be overcome?

"You guard Clark, I'll be back soon." Donnie commanded, directly opened the portal, and threw Criptow and Clark into it, and at the other end, it was Downey's own laboratory, located deep underground in the Tang Manor.

Donnie himself, on the other hand, turned around and walked towards Clark's house. At the end of the farm, a small house on the second floor stood, and the night had not yet fallen, but it had begun to darken, and the house was lit up.

Because of Donnie's timely return and hands-on, the house was not attacked by the Kryptonians, otherwise it would definitely not have been spared.

Invisible particles streaked by, and in the house, Martha, who was praying worriedly, fell asleep peacefully.

With a creak, Donnie pushed open the door and walked in, walking straight through the living room to the storage room, where the small ship that transported Clark as a baby was waiting quietly, covered in dust.

The moment Donnie stepped into the storage room, the spaceship lit up, a figure composed of light, serious but gentle and wise.

Joe Eyre, looking at Donnie with a flat gaze.