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Chapter 352 Lana 3 puts the golden headband on Clark Goku.

Chapter 352 Lana Sanzang puts the golden headband on Clark Goku.

After returning to New Hope City with Lana, Clark took a large quantity of Compound V and its accompanying syringes, stuffing them into the storage bag that Rune had prepared for him.

"Is this also your superpower?" Lana asked. It just didn't seem scientifically scientific that a whole bunch of medicine and syringes had been put directly into that small storage bag.

Clark shook his head. "Rune made this for me—"

He paused for a moment. If he had just had a big argument with Rune, Clark would definitely have spoken ill of him at this moment, but Rune hadn't said much, which made him feel a little guilty.

Rune has done so much for me, but what have I done for Rune?

Such a thought came to Clark's mind. He was covered in Rune's gadgets, but it seemed that Rune didn't have anything he had given him.

"What's wrong?" Lana asked, puzzled. Clark shared his thoughts with Lana, who patted him gently on the back. "It's alright. You've been through so many years together. Just go back and apologize to Rune properly."

Clark nodded, still looking somewhat sad.

"Okay, okay!" To comfort Clark, Lana pinched the boy's cheek. "Take me flying one more time!"

Clark originally wanted to leave Lana in New Hope City, since it was safer there, but Lana's affectionate actions undoubtedly delighted him, and he put aside the advice that Rune had repeatedly given him to be cautious.

"Let's go!"

As he spoke, Clark simply swept Lana up in a princess carry, easily pulling her into his arms. Even though he had already done it once before, Superman's heart still fluttered.

So soft, so light, so fragrant—

"What are you doing?"

Lana's question brought Clark back to his senses, and he realized that he had done something quite rude. Clark chuckled and then flew directly into the sky.

Lana looks so cute when she blushes.

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After a long yet short period of time, Clark finally found a refuge. The entrance was half-buried underground and looked dilapidated. There was also a dried-up riverbed next to it. Lana guessed that the drying up of the riverbed might have forced the others to leave.

Clark then easily moved the heavy object blocking the door, and the shelter behind it was surprisingly intact, with several makeshift beds and storage cabinets inside, and a path leading into it.

"Be careful, there are still some Terminators here." Clark explained why he came here. Although the T-600 and other Terminator models did not have the nuclear power battery of the T-800 with a lifespan of 120 years, they could still maintain autonomous operation for up to several months without active control.

Lana nodded, and just as Clark was about to delve deeper, he noticed a wound on Lana's arm.

Are you injured?

Upon hearing Clark's question, Lana quickly looked herself up and down and finally found a wound on her arm. The wound wasn't deep, and if Clark hadn't pointed it out, Lana might not have even seen it by the time it healed.

"It's probably because you were fighting those robots, and I was hiding in the bushes when I sniffed it out," Lana guessed. "It's nothing serious."

Clark immediately pulled out a medical kit from his storage bag and used his X-ray vision to examine the Terminators inside the shelter. The robots were still motionless, so he immediately pulled Lana to sit on the bed.

"show me."

Clark pulled Lana's arm over and carefully cleaned her wounds. Those powerful arms that could pierce through robots were now caressing her skin with an incredibly gentle touch.

Lana gazed at Clark's focused profile, a warm feeling welling up inside her.

"You know what?" she whispered, "When my mother was still alive, she had the same expression on her face when she bandaged my scraped knee."

Clark looked at Lana with a puzzled expression: "What do you mean by 'when Mom was still alive'?"

"My parents died one day due to a meteorite accident."

"I'm sorry..." Lana's words left Clark at a loss. In fact, Lana and Clark lived in the same community and often ran into each other, but he had no idea that Lana's parents had passed away.

Clark shouldn't have known about this either, because he arrived on Earth on the same day as the meteor shower.

Seeing the boy's reaction, Lana couldn't help but laugh. She took Clark's hand and whispered:

"No, it's okay, I'm used to it."

This statement is actually a lie. She hasn't gotten used to it yet, and she never will. Although Lana was adopted by her aunt, her childhood was still filled with loneliness.

Clark gripped Lana's hand tightly, wanting to say "You still have me," but the words wouldn't come out.

But Lana suddenly took a necklace off her neck, from which hung a small, beautiful green crystal. "This was passed down to me by my grandmother; it's said to bring good luck."

She then handed the necklace to Clark, saying, "I want you to wear it."

This act, which amounted to exchanging tokens of love, exhausted all of Lana's courage. She didn't even dare to look at the boy's reaction, but Clark was overjoyed. He took the necklace from Lana's hand and happily put it on.

But as soon as he put it on, Clark's expression turned strange. When the crystal was pressed against his chest, he felt a wave of weakness wash over him.

Unbeknownst to him, this green crystal was a type of kryptonite, and one of his weaknesses. Its radiation would interfere with the absorption of yellow solar energy by superhuman cells, but it would also grant ordinary people superpowers.

If Clark hadn't had his growth accelerated by God and hadn't undergone the extreme training of Steve and Stark, he would have been lying on the ground long ago, just like the consequences of his previous attempt to get close to Lana.

"Thank you, I will cherish it." Clark tried his best to keep his voice from sounding strange. He didn't want Lana to think that he didn't like the necklace, after all, it was left to him by his grandmother.

Lana blushed and smiled with satisfaction. She then reached out to adjust the position of the necklace, but her fingers inadvertently brushed against Clark's neck, causing both of them to tremble slightly from the contact.

That's a bit too ambiguous; they're still sitting on the bed at this hour!

"Um—Clark, I—" Lana was about to say something when she was suddenly interrupted by a violent tremor. Although Clark could not use his X-ray vision now, he still realized who was responsible for the tremor.

"It's the Terminator!"