He ran.
He chased.
Ian felt somewhat powerless to escape.
He had gained a new profession and a new talent.
Ian's attribute improvements were actually quite noticeable.
Attribute,Base,Current
Strength,11,13
Constitution,8.9,14
Intelligence,2.8,3.0
Spirit,7.5,7.6
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| Status | Value |
| :--- | :--- |
| **Name** | Ian Kent |
| **Normal Profession** | Student Lv7 [125/640] |
| **Transcendence Profession** | Berserker Lv4 [9/80], Savage Tyrant Lv1 [0/10] |
| **World Recognition** | Independent NPC |
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However, this kind of improvement couldn't provide immediate rescue.
"Save me! Someone save me!"
Ian didn't know who to turn to for help. Martha's grandmother's house was quite far from here. And calling his mother to ask her to change her name to Martha was clearly too late.
A person on two legs simply couldn't outrun someone flying in the sky.
After only a few steps, before Ian could even find some street punks to grab and throw at the Superman in the sky, he was pinched by the back of his neck and lifted into the air by his own father.
The bad news.
He was effortlessly caught by his father.
The good news.
His father only tossed him onto the doorstep of their house.
"Wait for me inside!"
He flew away as if rushing off to perform some vigilante duty—Ian was temporarily given a few breaths of fresh air and some time to think of a countermeasure.
"Phew~"
Ian let out a long breath, stripped off the cheap Batman suit, and stuffed the bull-headed demon back into his small backpack. He could finally check his new talent.
[Perfect Divinity: Can absorb chemical substances to automatically synthesize required reinforcing compounds within the body for leveling up. Each instance of chemical synthesis within the body will bring you corresponding experience enhancement.
When you are subjected to any form of mockery, your body will enter Musou Mode. In this mode, you gain a 30% increase to all attributes, but your moral compass will continuously decline.]
It must be said that the [Constitution] increase obtained from the [Savage Tyrant] profession was truly astonishing. Judging purely by the panel increase effect, it was even stronger than the [Berserker] template.
"That shouldn't be right! Homelander was the unlucky one who got ripped apart." Ian suspected that these professions could advance in later stages, and [Savage Tyrant] was an early-stage profession.
This speculation couldn't be confirmed yet, but the newly born Transcendent Talent was definitely something. Ian felt that he had already intuitively found the great path to leveling up.
"Worthy of me!"
Ian pulled out his special beverage and took a big gulp.
[Savage Tyrant Experience +1]
It worked!
The value of the chemistry teacher clearly shot up immediately. He pulled out the battered thermos bottle, figuring he needed to buy Mr. White a more expensive thermos when he had the chance.
"I have one skill point for the Savage Tyrant profession. Let me see what I can learn." Ian stood by the front door of his house. He definitely wasn't procrastinating on going inside.
[Blazing Sun Eyes: The eyes can emit high-intensity laser beams. Continuous use will lead to temporary vision degradation. The intensity of the laser beam depends on the user's Spirit attribute.]
[Aberrant Breath: You continuously cultivate Aberrant Factors within your body. These can be actively expelled from the lungs in gaseous form, causing the target to suffer a severe biological aberration reaction.]
[Iron-Hard Body: Your body surface gains a significant enhancement, substantially increasing Strength and Constitution attributes.]
...
The dazzling array of skills was still numerous.
However, only three skills were available for Ian to learn at his current level.
The ability to fly was not among them.
"If there's a passive, you must choose the passive! This is something all gamers know!" Ian didn't deliberate much and unhesitatingly chose the skill that brought him closer to the family.
[Iron-Hard Body]
"System, can you change it to Steel-Hard Body? I've had enough of counterfeits." Ian tried to negotiate with the system, but the always cool system just silently granted him the skill.
| Attribute | Base | Current |
| :--- | :--- | :--- |
| **Strength** | 13 | 21 |
| **Constitution** | 14 | 38 |
| **Intelligence** | 3.0 | 3.0 |
| **Spirit** | 7.6 | 7.6 |
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A qualitative leap!
This was absolutely an unexpected physical enhancement for Ian. If he didn't run out of other [Savage Tyrant] skill points, he'd be afraid of investing more into this skill.
Yes.
Ordinary skills could be leveled up, and profession skills were the same, but each subsequent level required twice the skill points of the previous one. That's why Ian had been reluctant to spend the few [Berserker] skill points he had saved up.
"Time to grind hard!"
Ian felt that his system was as agreeable as he was. Silence meant consent. The next time he leveled up this skill, the system would surely silently change the skill name.
"Don't disappoint me."
Ian, who was attempting to mentally manipulate his system, still needed to step inside his house. He cautiously walked in, tiptoeing into the living room.
His second brother, Jordan, was sprawled on the sofa watching TV. The news showed Superman had just prevented a nuclear power plant leak, his red cape fluttering fiercely in the radioactive dust.
The reason for his father's previous haste was found.
"Where are Mom and Jonathan?"
Ian cautiously probed his second brother.
His second brother turned around to look at his younger brother, who had been coming home late lately and was suspected of genuinely dating. "Jonathan went to the field for extra practice. As for Mom, she went out too..."
"It's strange. Mom watched a news report about Batman and rushed out in a hurry, muttering curses. I think she definitely doesn't like that superhero from the neighboring city."
Jordan stroked his chin, offering a deduction he considered comparable to Sherlock Holmes.
"Ahaha, yeah, Batman is really bad..." Ian's forehead beaded with sweat. It wasn't that much at first, but his body stiffened completely when his hand nervously went into his pocket.
"Of course, despite that, I still really like Batman! Love him." This was Ian's timely correction, as the phone Batman had tossed to him was still in his pocket.
He hadn't thrown it away.
After all, Ian wanted to get a connection. He needed to keep in close contact with Batman. Before, he didn't have his contact information, but now Batman could enjoy the same treatment as Miss Death.
"Huh?"
Jordan snapped his head back upon hearing this.
"You're acting weird!"
His tone was slightly suspicious and uncertain.
"What do you mean?"
Ian felt guilty, thinking his second brother had figured something out.
He hadn't.
"Did you get a boyfriend too?" Jordan's voice was full of implied meaning, carrying concern for his own brother, and concern for his own... future.
"What do you mean!?"
Ian was stunned.
He widened his eyes.
He didn't dare to think too much.
If his intelligence kicked in, it would lead to terrifying thoughts.
"This thing... Forget it, you can't know! You tell everything to the two adults!" Jordan initially wanted to say something but managed to control his tongue in the end.
"Is there a possibility that I've never told on anyone..." Ian was truly wronged this time. Although he was a straight-A student, he didn't have the typical bad habits of some high-achieving students.
"Hmph."
Jordan didn't believe him.
He pulled a letter out from under his butt.
"Someone mailed you a letter. I think it's a love letter... because there's no sender address or signature. I've received them too." Jordan's final emphasis was slightly deliberate.
"A green envelope. How could it be a love letter."
Ian rolled his eyes.
He took the mail and curiously opened it. Inside, there was indeed a thin letter and a piece of paper. It was a check, worth seven zeros!
"A prank?"
No one would believe this was a real check.
Ian looked at the letter in surprise—the content was expressed in a very gentlemanly, elegant manner. However, it still left Ian completely bewildered.
[To Mr. Ian Kent:
I hope this letter finds you well!
I take the liberty of writing because my heart is stirred with an overwhelming love and admiration after reading your great work. Thus, I am eager to pour out my sincere praise for this piece of work in this letter. Please allow me, with the utmost respect, to express my heartfelt appreciation for your outstanding work, *The Tragic and Beautiful Love of Batman*.
Your artistic talent is breathtaking.
Your depiction of the character's psychology is nothing short of exquisite.
When Batman trembled and said, "How can I be your half-brother," I felt profoundly shocked! What a genius setup! What a dramatic twist!
To support your creation, please accept the enclosed reward I offer you, and also accept my anticipation for the continuation of the story. I wish to see the latest update of the plot within three days.
Please.
Please satisfy your most loyal reader on Earth.
Otherwise, I fear I won't be able to control myself.
Handwritten by your admirer, Joker.]
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