American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

Chapter 353 Exploration
"But how is this possible?"

It was already past 12:00 in the evening when I walked out of the bar. Under the dark night, a lonely full moon was hanging high in the sky.

The bright moonlight sprinkled on the ground, as if covering the earth with a layer of light silver robe.

Beautiful and sad.

Walking on the country road, listening to the subtle sounds of insects moving in the grass.

Jesse kicked a toad that was blocking his way away.
Countless chaotic thoughts flashed through his mind.

Just a few minutes ago, after several experiments, I finally accepted that I had the ability to make my words come true.

"So that Genesis guy you mentioned is the source of my super powers, right?"

Jesse looked cautiously at the blond boy walking not far ahead of him.

"Yes, the little fellow named Genesis, a creature born of angels and demons, whose existence even frightens the God of your universe."

Walking on the country road, letting the breeze caress his cheeks, the boy's eyes were filled with memories.

The gentle breeze reminded him of the happy times he and Lex had spent in the small town of Smallville.

However, times have changed, and both of them are very busy and have not had any free time for a long time.

"But why would he choose me?" Jesse pursed his lips. He knew very well who he was. Why would a waste who lived a lazy, uneducated and muddle-headed life be chosen by Genesis?

"There aren't so many ifs in the world, Jesse. Since I chose you, you are the most suitable one."

"But." Jesse tilted his head: "Shouldn't this thing belong to heaven? Isn't there anyone to take care of it?"

"Of course there will be people in charge, and they are already here."

As if to confirm what Kino said, the next second, two white elites in suits, one beast and one fat, emerged from the grass in the countryside.

"Jesse, we are angels, you have to hand over Genesis."

The thin man in the lead spoke first, without noticing Kino standing nearby. After all, this man didn't look like he had any terrifying aura, and he might just be an insignificant passerby.

"That's right. This thing doesn't belong to you. It is a product of heaven and will be taken back by us in heaven."

"Hand it over?" Jesse shook his head quickly: "I don't want to hand it over!"

Are you kidding? I haven’t played enough with such a powerful superpower, so how could I be willing to hand it over to these two angels?
"And how do you prove that you are angels?"

Jesse said slyly: "The Bible says that angels have perfect wings and extraordinary heavenly magic."

"But you guys."

Jesse glanced at the two of them. These two guys didn't have handsome faces, perfect bodies, or even wings that symbolized angels.

Simply put, it is like a product produced on a low-quality assembly line in a third-rate factory. Not only does it look cheap, but the quality is also poor.

After hearing Jesse's words, the two expressionless angels suddenly showed embarrassed looks on their faces.

Wings? Heavenly magic?
Please, they are just low-level angels and don't have the authority to own a pair of wings.

It seems like God cut corners when creating them. Apart from the ability to be resurrected infinitely, there is nothing outstanding about these guys.

and,

They are just the lowest level angels, responsible for handling the dirty work in the human world.

And the worst thing is: I don’t know where the management of heaven learned this from, but they have these damn performance indicator tasks every week.

Angels who fail to complete their mission will face the risk of being optimized.

"Sorry, but we really are angels."

"If you don't hand it over, we can only use some violent means." Jesse didn't care and raised his arms with full fighting spirit: "Come on, let me see how powerful you are!"

The two looked at each other, without hesitation, and charged towards Jesse with roars.

"I said, stop!"

Jesse yelled at the two men.

In the next second, it was as if an invisible wave spread from Jesse to all around.

The two angels remained stiff with their legs raised, embarrassed looks on their faces.

Unable to move at all, body stiff.

He was so busy looking for Jesse that he forgot that he had Genesis in his body.

What to do now?
The two looked at each other and saw embarrassment on each other's faces.

The product born from angels and demons is obviously not something that low-level angels like them can contend with.

"So, what should we do next? Kill these two guys? But they are angels." Jesse saw that he had controlled the two angels and for a moment he didn't know where to start.

"Killing them will only cause them to return to the human world. Conventional physical means can only kill the bodies of angels, but cannot erase their souls."

Kino told Jesse the origins of these angels.

"You seem to know a lot." Jesse looked at Kino deeply. Having dropped out of school and started living in society at a young age, he understood a lot of social principles.

Moreover, for a powerful being like Kino, Jesse believed that everything the other party did would not be done out of interest.

There must be bigger secrets and plans hidden behind his actions.

"This has nothing to do with you. We each get what we want, Jesse." Kino smiled and didn't care about the temptation in Jesse's tone.

Naturally, he had his own plans when he came to this world.

After asking Tony to build the Iron Man armor, the boy began to plan how to further enhance his strength.

So he came to the Missionary Universe.

After all, the God of this universe can be found, unlike in other universes where you can't find God at all.

"Okay, then you two will do Brazilian dance here for a week!"

Jesse didn't care about Kino's plan. He gave a holy word and asked the two of them to perform a gorgeous dance on the spot.

Ignoring the two dancing clowns, Jesse dragged his slightly tired body back to the church.

He really didn't understand why things happened like this.

Just as Jesse hadn't even sat down on the stool, a shrill sirens sounded outside the house.

"Jesse!"

A sheriff walked into the church, and at the same time he saw a blond boy standing under the cross, staring at the church decoration with interest.

But Chang Chang obviously didn't pay much attention to the other person. He looked at Jesse and said, "Eugene hasn't come back for a day. Do you know where he went?"

Hearing the sheriff's words, Jesse, who was originally upset, suddenly widened his eyes: "Shit!"

He blurted out a swear word, and recalled in his mind the time at noon when the boy had been pestering him and telling him about his inner distress.

Jesse was so annoyed by him that he remembered angrily saying "Go to hell".

"No way." Jesse's face turned ugly in an instant. Was that boy sent to hell by him?

(End of this chapter)