Today, Alex wore a black suit and slender black-framed glasses. He had a tall figure and a beautiful appearance. He had a solemn face and came to the small town of Smallville, Kansas.

The temperature of the sun was a little hot, and Alex was invited by Superman to attend his mother's funeral.

Funeral home, it is a funeral home called funeral      home. In front of the door, Clark Kent's resolute face, the blue eyes as calm as the autumn lake cannot hide their sadness.

Family, relatives, friends, colleagues and neighbors who came to the Kent family came one after another, hugged Clark Kent on the side of the door and comforted him softly.

Seeing Alex arrive alone, Clark Kent took two steps forward, opened his arms and hugged Alex, thanking him, "Thank you, Alex, I didn't expect you to really come."

His voice was a little hoarse.

"I didn't do anything." Alex shook his head and responded.

What Clark Kent thanked was not that he saved him on the Kryptonian mothership, but that he understood how important his mother was. Only when he died did he realize that no matter what his bloodline was, he had an on earth and grew up on earth, he was already a real earthling.

He could take the initiative and do better, but because of his indecision, his mother died, and many of the same roots on Krypton died.

Clark Kent's heart is very complicated.

"No, you have it, let me know what I should do." Clark Kent smiled lightly, sincere and sincere.

At this moment, behind Alex, Luther was also wearing a close-fitting and expensive black suit, and his bald head was slightly shaking in the sun, coming.

Alex saw Clark's gaze looking back, turned to see Luther coming, with a solemn look on his face and nodding to himself.

"Luther, I hope we can give up everything for the time being. I hope you will come to my mother's funeral with the friendship of college classmates." Clark did not expect Luther to come, and quickly said with a solemn look in his eyes and a solemn voice.

He didn't want his mother's funeral to make any mistakes or be troubled.

"I am not an unreasonable person, the dead deserves respect." Luther was serious and serious, expressing his intention to respect the dead and respect every life, and he did not mean to make trouble again.

Clark's eyes were deeply suspicious and stared at Luther.

Alex patted Clark's arm with his hand and said, "Do yours, Clark. I will be with Luther, he can't have any ideas about this funeral."

"Don't worry, I will break his limbs in advance if he does anything."

Alex nodded to Clark and made a promise.

Luther's face was dark.

Then, Alex and Luthor entered the funeral home.

Unlike the dark and solemn atmosphere that Chinese people should have, the entire decoration of the funeral home here is mainly warm tones, and the details are arranged ingeniously, creating an atmosphere like a monk, which is very warm.

In front of the mourning hall is the coffin of Martha surrounded by flowers. Martha sleeps peacefully among the flowers.

Two large garlands were hanging in the sky, and the surroundings were surrounded by flower baskets of all sizes. Photos of family history were repeatedly shown on the large screen. The old man’s favorite music during his lifetime slowly flowed, and the entire mourning hall was solemn and warm. Family, friends, colleagues, and neighbors came one after another, and everyone was dressed formally to show respect for the deceased.

Everyone admired the remains, commemorated the past, and greeted each other. Low laughter came from time to time.

Funerals in the United States and the East are very different.

Domestic funerals are always filled with heart-wrenching howlings, and people feel sad and heavy, expressing their sadness about the death of the dead.

The atmosphere of funerals in the United States is not very heavy, and no one cries in front of the public. Most of them are chatting and laughing. To use simple sentences to compare the differences, that is, domestic funerals highlight the sadness of relatives, and American funerals interpret the dignity of the deceased.

Alex and Luther sat on the chair behind the right side. They also saw Kara wearing a dignified black long dress, smiling and waving her right hand on one side of her abdomen, and not daring to make big moves, saying that I'm here, Alex, do you see it?

Alex glanced and moustachesed his lips: "Get out, ugly, don't talk to me!"

Kara's expression stopped, her eyes suddenly became furious, and her waving little hand stopped on the right side of her abdomen, clenched her fist, and glared at Alex with gritted teeth, making her head almost smoke.

At this moment, she remembered the scene where Alex, the Tyrannosaurus, slapped herself away and hit Fiora.

You wait, Alex, I and you are not finished!

Kara's head squinted, no longer watching Alex, and chatted with others.

Alex was calm and peaceful, and Kara, a kind of ugly guy with flat chest, could not cause any ripples in his heart. He and Luther sat down on the bench and asked, "Why are you here for the funeral?"

"I need to look at Superman's status and ideas." Luther said lightly: "Also, Alex, I want to talk to you about the first urban pilot that the future Energy Technology Company needs to carry out, and I hope it will be in the Metropolis."

"Alex, the Metropolitan City needs this pilot, rebirth from the fire, fade away the heavy and sad atmosphere of death, bring hope to the citizens of the Metropolitan City, and I need to bring a new side to the Metropolitan City." Luther said.

In this war of alien aggression, the city was the most hit by the metropolis. Nearly one-fifth of it was completely destroyed, and the coast was even more damaged by the tsunami and it was 100 billion US dollars. If Luther had not been unable to contribute money to the reconstruction of the metropolis and care about charity, the situation would have been even more miserable.

But even so, with the energy of the Lex Group, it is still difficult to rebuild the soon-to-be-turned-metropolis into ruins and it will take a long time to rebuild the glorious appearance.

The easiest way is to completely make the metropolis a city of energy technology and make it the center of the world again.

"Yes, Luther." Alex agreed without hesitation. He controlled 60% of the shares of Future Energy Technology Company and had absolute controlling stake. No matter where he was, the company belonged to him.

Moreover, because Alex has lacked love, lacked the feelings of love for the Central City, and lacked the feelings of wanting to make the Central City a better place, he has no interest in building the Central City into an energy city.

It just happened that Luther needed it, so he gave it, it didn't matter.

"But, Luther, I hope that in the future, you will be the CEO of the Energy Technology Company, and handle everything, and I believe that this will make you more convenient."
Chapter completed!