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Half a month later, the Kent family, after traveling for almost a month, finally returned to their farm.

"Phew! It's still comfortable at home!"

Mike put down his luggage, sighed, and said to the three Clarks behind him: "Quick! Pack up, let's go to a restaurant in town to eat!"

When the words fell, instead of the cheers as expected, there were instead wailings.

"Oh, no!" Eric howled miserably and shouted, "Dad, I don't want to eat outside!"

Charles looked at Mike with tears in his eyes: "I'm going to vomit, Dad."

Clark shouted, "I want braised pork!"

Gudong!

The three of them swallowed hard.

"Three gluttons!"

Mike scratched Charles's nose and said, "Put your luggage away first. I'll go buy meat later. You guys just stay at home."

The three nodded frantically.

Mike smiled, put his luggage away, turned around and walked out the door.

He drove to the supermarket in the town and bought some ingredients. After buying as much material as possible, Mike bought a few toys for the children and left the supermarket in large and small bags.

Putting things on the back seat of the car, just as Mike walked to the driver's seat and was about to get in the car, he was attracted by the Electrical Appliance City opposite.

Raven?

Looking at the picture played on the TV placed in the window, Mike smiled.

On the screen, some battle scenes were being played. Ruiwen's face just flashed by, and there were no more scenes of her.

"Still so active."

With a whisper, Mike opened the door.

Since the last separation, he and Ruiwen haven't seen each other for three years.

But in the past three years, he could occasionally see Ruiwen on TV.

Although they had kept in touch, they only called occasionally to chat about the current situation of both parties, and did not talk much.

Since the incident at Three Mile Island, the Hellfire Club has become more and more active, and Raven has become busier and busier.

Mike shook his head, started the car, and drove home.

No matter what the hellfire is like, no matter what the government is like, it has nothing to do with him now. After all, he is just a farmer.

After going home to cook a sumptuous dinner for the three little gluttons and letting them go to bed, Mike finally had some personal time.

Sitting at the desk, Mike looked at the system and smiled.

After he returned home today, the three little guys got a new growth record called 'A Remote Journey', and his ability level was finally upgraded.

Host: Mike Kent.

Newbie gift: Assassin time.

Ability: Embodiment of memory fantasy.

Current ability level: lv2.

Current upgrade progress: 1%.

Son: Clark Kent (Kryptonian).

Son: Eric Kent (mutant, unawakened).

Son: Charles Kent (mutant, unawakened).

Upgraded!

Finally upgraded!

Do you know how I spent these six years?

Mike had the urge to be moved by himself and even cry.

Silently giving himself a thumbs up, Mike began to experiment with changes in his abilities.

First of all, there is much more materialization power, which can support materialization for a longer period of time. Even some equipment and props that could not be materialized before can be materialized.

Secondly…it’s awesome!

Mike's eyes lit up.

The types of his manifestations, in addition to items and props, can actually manifest the ability!

No!To be more precise, it’s just skills!

If abilities are sustainable, then skills can only be used once.

Lifting chestnuts...

If he could manifest fire-type abilities, he could continuously use fireballs and other attacks, but now he can only manifest fireballs. After using it to attack, he would have to manifest another fireball.

Now, try it!

Mike's eyes flashed, searching for the embodied skill in his memory.

A few minutes later, Mike's eyes flashed, and a distorted light and shadow appeared on his palm. Then after he stretched out his hand and used it, his body disappeared in a flash and appeared outside the house.

Teleport.

Become!

This ability upgrade is worth it!

It still takes a long time to materialize. If you use it in battle... that's courting death.

But... fortunately, he has cards and can use them to carry skills.

It was really wise to make cards at that time!

Mike trotted home and sat down at the desk again. Just when he was about to materialize the cards and add new inventory to himself, he was stunned for a moment.

Because he saw a line of inconspicuous small words at the bottom of the system page.

"You have new rewards to claim."

Mike's mouth twitched.

This shit is so annoying sometimes.

If he didn't see it this time, he didn't have the habit of looking at the system, so he didn't know when he would discover this reward.

Receive award.

With a thought in mind, I chose to receive it.

A message appeared in Mike's mind.

The reward is a lottery draw, and the drawn item is a permanent prop and equipment.

After muttering silently in his mind, the virtual lottery box appeared in front of Mike.

The box shook gently, and items kept flashing out.

A distant ideal land, Tiansheng Ya, Thor's Hammer, Zhidian Zhana, Heaven's Lock, Longinus Spear...

Looking at those items, Mike was greedy.

After calming down, Mike began to extract items.

Putting his hand into the lottery box, Mike shook it casually, as if he had caught something. When he took his hand out, the light ball in his hand flashed slightly, and an object appeared in his hand.

It was a box smaller than a palm, entirely silver with golden lines outlined on it, and it looked extremely mysterious.

And the moment the item appeared, the information about the box had already appeared in Mike's mind.

Eternal cigarette case.

The function of this thing is very simple, that is, to store items, and after using the stored items, the used items will automatically be restored to the cigarette box after 24 hours.

In other words, if you put cigarettes in this cigarette box, there will be endless cigarettes to smoke. It is worthy of being called an eternal cigarette box.

What the hell... wait!

Mike looked at the size of the cigarette box, but his eyes were a little strange.

This size seems just right for his cards...

With a flick of his finger, a card appeared between his fingers.

Mike opened the cigarette case and tried to put the card in.

"Really?"

Mike was startled for a moment, and then with a thought, the card in the cigarette box quietly appeared at his fingertips.

As a reward from the system, the contents of this cigarette box can appear according to his thoughts, and can even be stored in his mind, which is very magical and convenient.

The card shattered silently, and an ordinary weapon made a long time ago appeared in his hand and then was scattered by him.

With a thought, the eternal cigarette box disappeared.

Now he will wait 24 hours to see if the card will be restored. If it can be restored, this thing will be of great use to him.

Mike rubbed his forehead, calmed down, and then started making new skill cards.

There was almost no skill card inventory, which made him feel a little panicked.

"Set yourself a small goal first..."

With a whisper, Mike started to work.