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Mike was startled when he heard the system prompt.

There has been no movement in the system for three years, but now there is movement...

He looked at the two children.

"No way."

When the child's mother said the names of the two people, he had a vague hunch in his heart. Now...

He quickly glanced at the system.

Sure enough, the system's interface has changed.

Host: Mike Kent.

Newbie gift: Assassin time.

Ability: Embodiment of memory fantasy.

Current ability level: lv1.

Current upgrade progress: 54%.

Son: Clark Kent (Kryptonian).

Son: Eric Kent (mutant, unawakened).

Son: Charles Kent (mutant, unawakened).

Eric, Charles…

What's the situation?

Mike couldn't help but scratch his head.

If they were really the two people in the memory, how could they become twin brothers?

If not, this would be too much of a coincidence.

He looked at the two little guys with a look of helplessness on his face.

Just then, the doctor and nurse walked in.

"Take care of yourself!"

"Sorry!"

Mike: "..."

After spending some time in the hospital and leaving the two babies in their care, Mike buried Olivia in the town cemetery before Clark got out of school.

There is no picture on the tombstone, just a name.

The heavy rain is still falling, as if it is washing away the whole world.

Mike stood quietly in front of the tombstone for a while, opening and closing his mouth. After saying something to it, he slowly turned around and left. Then he went to the kindergarten to pick up Clark, and rushed to the hospital with the little guy.

"Dad, where are we going?"

Seeing that it was not the way home, Clark asked Mike curiously.

"I'll take you to meet two people." Mike said mysteriously, "How was it? Did you enjoy your first day of school? Did you make any new friends?"

Clark nodded excitedly: "Of course! They are all the same age as me. I think I can hit five of them with one punch!"

"Hit?" Mike's eyes twitched and he said, "Did you hit someone?"

"No, no!" Clark shook his head hurriedly and said, "I just described it that way!"

"How's it going, teacher? Do you like it?"

"I like it!" Clark nodded, and then said: "Dad, can you marry my teacher?"

"?" Mike blinked: "Why?"

"Because you don't have a wife yet! I'm very anxious!"

The corner of Mike's mouth twitched crazily and said, "Look at your dad, does it look like he can't find a wife?"

Clark thought for a moment, rolled his eyes, and said, "Like!"

"You brat!" Mike scolded with a smile, "Wait until I get home and I'll beat your ass to nothing!"

Clark chuckled, made a face at Mike, turned his head to look outside, his face fell, and he said loudly: "Dad, why did you bring me to the hospital!?"

Mike sneered deliberately: "Haha, what do you think!?"

Clark's little face turned pale, and he said with a sad face, "I don't want the injection!"

Mike got out of the car, picked up Clark, and said, "It's not up to you!"

Clark waved his little arms and legs in mid-air and struggled.

Mike laughed secretly, put the little guy under his arm, and walked towards the hospital.

In fact, Clark's health is very good. He has not had any diseases or injections since he was a child.

The reason why he was afraid was because he saw other children crying so much when they were given injections that he was afraid.

Clark shrugged his head until Mike put him down, then he raised his little head.

"Ok?"

His eyes were instantly attracted by the two sleeping little guys.

"Dad, they are..."

He looked at Mike in surprise.

"From today on, they are your brothers."

"Yo hoo!"

Clark cheered.

Mike shushed, and Clark hurriedly covered his mouth and said anxiously to Mike: "Dad, can we take them away?"

"Not yet, we have to wait a few days."

"Oh!"

Clark responded, lying next to the crib, smiling silly at the two little guys.

After staying in the hospital for a while, the father and son returned home.

The next few days passed peacefully as Mike arranged the room for the two little ones who were about to arrive.

It wasn't until Mike took Eric and Charles home that the peaceful days became chaotic.

That day happened to be Sunday.

Clark is home on vacation.

When picking up the two little guys, Mike put them into the baby's room and asked Clark to look at the two little guys. After calling him something, Mike came downstairs.

Bob came to him for something.

After taking more than ten minutes to process what Bob had said to him and pouring himself a cup of coffee, Clark's shrill scream rang out.

"Dad! Come on!"

Mike calmly walked upstairs with the coffee and shouted to Clark: "What's wrong?"

"It looks like they pooped!"

Mike smiled slightly, he had already expected this, and after Clark's baptism, he was able to be calm.

"Just pull it!"

Mike slowly went upstairs.

Clark showed his head from the door of the room and said to Mike with a horrified look on his face: "Dad, it's so disgusting! Ugh..."

"Haha!" Mike smiled, patted Clark's head and walked in, and then...

"Ugh... poof!"

A sip of coffee spurted out.

I saw two little guys crying loudly, covered in gold and garbage...

The corner of Mike's mouth twitched and he said to Clark: "Why did you pull the diaper open?"

Clark pinched his nose and said aggrievedly: "They were crying. I wanted to see why, so I pulled away."

Mike put the coffee aside and said, "Go! Bring me a basin of warm water."

"Oh!"

Clark ran out of the room. Mike shook his head, picked up a tissue and wiped the bodies of the two little guys. After Clark fetched water, he wiped the bodies of the two little guys and picked them up and put them on the bed. .

"Wow, it's clean!"

Clark stood happily beside the bed.

Mike held two diapers, bent down and said to Clark: "The next step is to change them..."

Nourishes...

Before they could finish speaking, two jets of warm water poured over Mike and Clark's faces.

The father and son froze, and Mike twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "It's good to get familiar with each other."

"Wow!"

Clark screamed in collapse and ran into the bathroom.

"Ha ha!"

Mike smiled happily and wiped it casually with paper.

Fortunately he hired a nanny, otherwise he would rather kill Stryker a hundred times if he didn't do this every day!

"Two troublemakers!"

Shaking his head and smiling at the two little guys, Mike wiped them up.

And this time, it lasted three years.

Three years later……

When brothers Eric and Charles were three years old, Clark finally turned six.

The two little guys were much more mischievous than Clark. Fortunately, as they grew up, they began to become more sensible.

"When I throw you into kindergarten next month, I will be liberated!"

Mike looked at the two brothers who were struggling with each other again, and sighed in his heart. Just when he was about to go over and separate the two, the phone rang.