MTL - As Superman’s Younger Brother, I Became a Native of the Motherland-Chapter 235

Eric took the master key and shook his head.

The reason why he used the master key to **** the master control of the world engine with the opponent in the "secret fortress", and constantly modify the information.

The purpose is nothing more than to prepare as much as possible for the final **** of the opponent's spaceship.

Only in the constant confrontation with the opponent can he understand the structure of the spaceship.

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Chapter 263 Neptune likes sashimi

"Cindy, the clams at table five haven't arrived, can you hurry up?"

In a restaurant near Ci'en Harbor, the proprietress is instructing Cindy, the waiter, "Speed ​​up your speed, there are more and more customers."

"Okay, boss!"

Cindy, who was wearing a waiter suit, walked quickly to the kitchen while lowering her head and writing down the seafood ordered by the customer in her notebook.

"Squeak!"

A regular customer of a seafood restaurant slammed the door open and walked in, saying to the people in the restaurant, "Hey guys, you can't imagine anyone coming?"

After the people in the restaurant heard what the other party said, they raised their heads in astonishment and looked in the direction of him.

The door of the seafood restaurant was pushed open, and a sunny youth with blond hair and an enviable figure walked in.

Although the appearance is very sunny, the expression of the youth is not sunny at all, but instead gives a feeling of low pressure.

After seeing the young man come in, everyone in the restaurant looked uneasy.

After all, many people around here know that this young man who came in is a guy who is absolutely not to be messed with.

"Why is he here? This is a seafood restaurant!"

"I feel so guilty."

"what should we do?"

The customers in the seafood restaurant suddenly whispered.

The blond youth sat on the window seat with a gloomy face.

"Gudong!"

A young man sitting next to him swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear.

"Go and see what he needs?"

The proprietress whispered to the waiter Cindy.

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Although Cindy was a little afraid to greet this strange young man, she still came over.

The blond youth ignored the gazes of the people around him, sat on the soft sofa and watched the beach scene outside for a while, and took out a book from his pocket.

Cindy came up and saw the name of the cover book - "Cthulhu".

"Hello, Mr. Curry!"

Cindy exhaled and said cautiously to the other party, "I'm sorry, I... uh, I must look bad, I've had three shifts in a row! I'm going to feed two kids to college, and, Oh gosh, sorry again, I shouldn't have told you this."

She had a good impression of the young man in front of her.

Arthur Curry is a guard at the nearby lighthouse. With a strong figure and handsome features, he is also well-known locally.

Of course, the reason for being famous is not only because of the other person's figure and appearance, but because of his exaggerated ability!

Not only can he easily knock out three or five rogues, but he can also swim like a fish in the water, and he can also control fish creatures for his own use.

Many people say that he can talk to fish and is a good friend of fish.

Someone swore that they saw him talking to lobsters in the supermarket, and even planned to conspire against the octopus, preparing to let the octopus do some unspeakable behavior to him.

Someone nearby has nicknamed him - Aquaman!

Although there are different opinions, one thing Cindy can be sure of is that Arthur Curry is supposed to be very close to sea creatures.

That's why everyone was so frightened when they saw each other entering the seafood restaurant.

In case Mr. Curry saw that his good friend was being cooked in various ways, and dismantled his restaurant in a rage, he would also be affected by Chiyu.

Fortunately, Arthur behaved normally. Although he seemed very unhappy, he still smiled at Cindy.

"It's okay, you look good! I want a fish and potato chips."

Arthur put the book down and said to Cindy.

"Forehead"

Cindy was stunned.

An uncle sitting behind Arthur leaned his head and said to Arthur, "Can't you order fish and potato chips?"

"how?"

Arthur looked at the unshaven uncle suspiciously.

"Because you can talk to fish."

The uncle gave his reasons.

Arthur's face was pulled down immediately, and at the same time he was a little aggrieved.

"I can't talk to fish."

"No wonder, the residents around here know that you can control fish!"

The uncle said you don't lie to me, I'm a little genius.

"Fish can't talk, their brains are too rudimentary to communicate at all."

Although it was very uncomfortable, at this time, Sea King was still a childish young man and tried his best to communicate with each other.

"Then how do you control them?"

Uncle has the meaning of breaking the casserole and asking to the end.

"Just control, squid, shark, eel, that's all."

Arthur patiently explained to the other party, "However, dolphins are another matter."

"Hey!"

As soon as Arthur finished speaking, a young man with glasses sat opposite him and asked, "Mr. Curry, I have a blog. Would you mind if I interview you?"

"Actually, I was going to eat."

Arthur felt that the other party was a little out of sight.

"The time is very short, just a few simple questions. Why did you choose this restaurant, is it because of the decoration? Or some other reason?"

"I"

Arthur mused, "My father brought me here once."

He remembered the pictures of his father coming here to eat when he was a child.

His father Thomas Curry died a year ago.

Although Arthur had not yet become the master of Atlantis at this time, because marine biologist Dr. Stephen Shen claimed that Arthur was an "Atlantean man", everyone in this area knew about Arthur's Magical.

Although this "Atlantean" claim was strongly denied by Arthur's father.

"Are you really from Atlantis?"

The young man with glasses asked him curiously.

"I don't know, the answer my father gave me was that I needed to find it myself."

"Is that so? So assuming Atlantis does exist, what role do you think you'll play in it?"

The youth continued to ask Arthur.

"Man, I'm just here for a meal."

Arthur was impatient, clapped the book beside him and said to him.

"Okay, my question is over."

The young man left Arthur angrily.

Feeling clean around him, Arthur let out a long breath.

This is his trouble.

He has never been able to accurately locate himself, is he human, or is he a so-called Atlantean?

Before his death, his father once told himself to let him go to the sea to find Atlantis and find his mother.

But now he doesn't want to go to Atlantis at all.

A bunch of complicated thoughts flashed in his mind in an instant, and the confused Arthur picked up the book and stuffed it into his arms.

But the sound from the TV quickly attracted him.

Cast your eyes to the TV screen and find that the TV is broadcasting news about the battle between the Air Force and the aliens.

Seeing the alien in black armor soaring into the air like a rocket and dismantling the fighter jet with his bare hands, Arthur's brows furrowed.

"Alien?"

Arthur murmured the word again, and Cindy brought him the food.

After thanking him, Arthur remembered what his father had said to him while eating sashimi.

My father once told himself that his great-grandfather's generation had seen "aliens" when he was a lighthouse keeper at the lighthouse.

My great-grandfather was in the waters off San Francisco and saw battles that were more brutal and fierce than anyone could imagine.

A monster with a height of tens of meters and a human form fighting caused the earthquake in San Francisco. Countless buildings and buildings were burned down, and the tsunami that swept over the entire pier.

The great-grandfather had vaguely heard the cries of battle.

The name "Motherlander" made a deep impression on the great-grandfather.

Seeing the natives in black uniforms appearing in front of the Pentagon on TV, Arthur's heart instantly set off a huge wave.

Could it be that the culprit that caused the San Francisco fire in my own home, the natives, is the guy in front of me?

but

How is it possible, the span in between is almost a hundred years.

No matter how tenacious his vitality is, he certainly can't live for a hundred years and still be so young and alive, right?

Looking at Eric's young face on TV, Arthur fell into a huge shock.

So much so that he didn't even bother to eat the sashimi at hand, and immediately got up and walked outside the restaurant.

After walking out of the restaurant, he took out the books he had been carrying, and Arthur looked at the author of the "Cthulhu" book, Eric Kent.

He had always thought that the San Francisco fire mentioned by his father was a legend, but now seeing the re-emergence of the motherland in the eyes of the public, he immediately realized that it was not a legend.

The great-grandfather also once said that he heard Eric Kent cry out from the devil's mouth.

I originally thought that the name of the author of this "Cthulhu", Eric Kent, was just a coincidence with the terrifying existence in the mouth of his great-grandfather, but now Arthur vaguely understands it.

The existence that fought the devil in the fire of San Francisco was the native Eric Kent; the alien who appeared now is also Eric Kent; the author of this "Crussu" is also Eric Kent.

Feeling incredible about his discovery, he slowly stretched out his hand and opened the book that he liked very much.

The first page of the title page depicts a murloc with a terrifying appearance and slimy, cracked skin.

The second page is a giant monster that appeared in the dark and deep sea, and the words "Atlantis" are written in the lower right corner of the page.

Looking at the words "Atlantis", the quasi-sea king Arthur made an instant decision in his heart.

According to my father's last wish, find Atlantis!