Chapter 22 The idea of ​​robbing thieves

"That's surprising, Mr. Luther. Although your reputation is not very good, you have changed my impression of you today."

Peter took another look at this entrepreneur who didn't have a good reputation.

Of course he wouldn't believe that this guy could be a good person who was passionate about charity.

"People in Smallville may have some misunderstandings about me."

Lenor Luther smiled and shrugged.

After Peter said a few words to him, he saw Clark and Azu waving to him and said to Leno: "Sorry, I have to accompany you for a while."

Lenno smiled and stepped aside, watching Peter's figure walk to the two children.

"gentlemen."

His subordinates came over and asked him: "Will our chemical plant plan be temporarily suspended? This is a big loss for us."

"Yes, stop for now."

His eyes became more serious, "Because - I found something more valuable."

He has already investigated and found out that the person who killed the zombies with a samurai sword that night was Peter Padrick.

"Destroy the relevant video materials at the scene, and then ask the public relations department to take action and unify the narrative. The attackers at the scene were just terrorists who lost their minds. I don't want to see any talk about zombies."

He gave orders to his men.

other side.

Peter walked up to Clark and Azu and asked them, "What's wrong?"

"Clark wants to use the bathroom."

"Are you nervous?"

Peter asked Clark as he held Clark's hand on the way to the bathroom.

Clark exhaled and said absently: "I don't know. Just now I saw my mother shaking hands and hugging those strangers. Their tears made their collars and sleeves wet. There was also the smell of flowers in the room. I A little breathless, Godfather."

"I counted in my mind, and they said probably thirty-two times, 'He was unharmed and died quickly,' and twenty-five times, 'God works in his own mysterious ways,' Godfather."

Clark raised his head and asked Peter, "Why do people keep repeating the same things?"

Peter looked at Clark in surprise.

He didn't expect this kid to be so worried and sensitive.

Sure enough, she has the potential to become a Holy Mother!

After thinking for a while, he said to Clark: "Because every same word will make those who have lost their loved ones stronger."

"profound."

Clark nodded.

After the funeral, Peter drove Clark and Azu home.

Perhaps affected by the atmosphere of the funeral, Clark felt a little depressed.

Azu was not surrounded by the shadow of death at the funeral. He asked Peter: "Dad, why did Uncle Louis turn into a zombie?"

He's obviously more interested in zombies.

"Because Louis and Vanessa did something wrong. They wanted to resurrect their son when they were overly sad, so they made a wish to the devil and were punished."

Peter tried to explain in a way that both of them could understand.

"I know."

Clark, who was sitting in the back seat, suddenly said: "Like Old White in "The Monkey's Paw", they made mistakes because of sadness."

"Grief is no excuse for stupidity, Clark. There is a difference, but it is a matter of life and death."

As Peter spoke, he thought of the dry swamp.

In that land contaminated by kryptonite, the magic still exists.

What to do with this land?

Maybe you can go to the mayor and buy the ownership of that land, prohibiting anyone from entering.

The swamp itself may come in handy later.

Thinking of this, he made the decision to purchase land.

After driving home, Peter checked his savings.

The average price of land in the United States is $4,100 per acre, which means that if you want to own 1,000 acres of land, you will need to pay approximately $4.7 million.

Land in Kansas is relatively cheap, paying only about $3,500 per acre.

The swamp covers approximately 100 acres. If you want to buy it, you will have to prepare $350,000.

He looked at the bank card in his hand and frowned.

Although he went to the metropolis and robbed many gangsters, the expenses were also high because he had two naughty children.

The balance in the bank card now no longer exceeds 200,000 US dollars.

"Looks like I have to go to the metropolis to buy some."

Taking a deep breath, Peter put the bank card away.

Clark and Azu can temporarily let Nell help take care of them. If everything goes well, they can be solved by themselves in one night.

But before that, some preparations need to be made.

"dad."

Here he was planning to go to the metropolis to have fun, and Azu came up to him.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to hear a story."

Azu expressed that he also wanted to listen to a bedtime story.

"Okay, what story do you want to hear? The Seven Dwarfs, or the Mermaid Princess?"

"dad."

Azu curled his lips, "I'm not Clark, I'm not interested in such childish stories."

"oh?"

Peter looked at him in surprise, "Then what do you want to hear about?"

"About zombies."

"You are still a child and are not suitable for contact with this."

Peter immediately rejected the other party's request.

This kid's taste is even heavier than mine.

After Azu was rejected, he became a little depressed.

"It's your birthday in a few days, Azu, maybe you can look forward to this."

Seeing that the other party was a little depressed, Peter changed the subject and mentioned Azu's upcoming birthday.

As soon as he heard about his birthday, Azu immediately became emotional.

"Can I make a request? Dad, about my birthday present."

"It's best not to. Birthdays are full of surprises."

Peter told him: "Birthdays mean almost endless possibilities. A pinata full of candy, a toy box upside down on the floor, these could all be surprises."

Azu's eyes immediately lit up, but soon he remembered something again and asked Peter: "Dad, when is your birthday?"

"My birthday?"

Peter was stunned for a moment when Azu asked him his birthday.

When is your birthday?

He no longer remembers.

After traveling to this world, is your birthday the birthday of your previous life, the birthday of your original person, or the day you traveled to this world?

"Dad is past the birthday stage."

"Why?"

Azu asked curiously.

After touching Azu's head, he said slowly:

"Because only when you grow up, you will realize that every birthday is actually like a turnstile. It takes you farther and farther, deeper and deeper. Suddenly one day, birthdays become irrelevant. And it became completely inevitable.”

Peter coughed and felt that he had said too much, and patted Azu on the head, "It's too late, you should go upstairs and sleep."