What's wrong with Superman's brother wanting to be Homelander?

Chapter 34: A Strange Request

After a ten-second silence, Walter finally realized what was wrong.

The focus of the conversation shifted imperceptibly.

He should have been the one leading this conversation!

"Putting aside the fact that I'm just a chemistry teacher, not a mineral expert, the most important thing is that I don't have a positive view of the business opportunities you're talking about."

It's just a stone, and no matter how unusual it may be, it's still just a stone.

Of course, as a professional scholar, I can tell you with certainty that it most likely contains some radiation. I advise you not to be exposed to it for extended periods, otherwise, who knows what side effects it might cause.

Since he couldn't break free from the boy's hand on his shoulder, Walter simply changed to a comfortable and lazy sitting posture and said in a deliberately relaxed manner.

He must regain control of the conversation.

"Dear Mr. White, I think you haven't grasped your current situation..."

Lucas remained calm throughout.

He spoke calmly, and calmly and quietly increased the pressure on Heisenberg's shoulder.

"hiss--"

A tremendous force quickly came from his shoulder, spreading rapidly along his left shoulder and throughout his entire body.

pain!

Walter gasped in shock, his face turning deathly pale, and cold sweat pouring down his back.

"What are you doing? I'm a teacher!"

Walter forced himself to remain calm, resolutely raising his head, trying to intimidate the insolent student with his gaze.

My profession has a natural deterrent effect on them; just look them in the eye for no more than three seconds, and these scoundrels will become fearful.

Throughout his decades-long teaching career, he has dealt with even the most unruly students, and some of them were even more outrageous. This method has proven effective time and time again.

But when Walter's eyes finally focused on the student named Lucas Kent, the panic and fear he had expected did not appear at all.

There was no respect in the boy's dark eyes, only a chilling indifference, as cold as looking down at an ant.

The overwhelming sense of oppression washed over him, instantly shattering Walter's self-righteous sense of authority.

His status as a teacher, which he had relied on for decades and which had intimidated students, became worthless at this moment.

The intimidating gaze that used to work every time looked ridiculous under Lucas's stare.

Walter froze, a sudden surge of intense fear and panic rising within him.

It's like a herbivore encountering a carnivore.

This is precisely the effect of the law of the jungle.

"Who, who are you?" Walter blurted out instinctively, as if possessed.

This sense of oppression could never have come from a seventh-grade freshman.

"I'm your student," Lucas said, looking at Walter with a half-smile. "Of course, sometimes I don't mind playing the role of Homelander."

"Homelander?" Walter looked bewildered.

"You can think of him as a tyrant who wants to be above all rules, unrestrained by anyone, and do whatever he wants."

Walter's expression froze instantly, especially when he heard the word "tyrant".

The cunning old man discerned the hidden meaning in Lucas's words—

He wouldn't mind killing himself, and he wouldn't feel any moral guilt about it.

Heisenberg just couldn't understand how the other party dared to do that.

But he was also extremely certain that the other party would actually dare to do that.

Although Walter himself didn't understand why he was troubled by the threat of a minor—

He clearly had a gun.

Furthermore, it must be said that the opponent's strength was truly formidable; no wonder that Walter, that autocratic barbarian, valued him.

"To be honest, Lucas, you really surprise me. You have an ambition that is completely inconsistent with your appearance, but you are different from the ambitious man in Shakespeare's famous Macbeth. You are an exceptionally contradictory individual."

Walter's tone softened.

"I don't think Mr. Heisenberg, who is proficient in chemistry, is also proficient in human nature... Perhaps you have other insights besides Drucker, but in any case, I wish us a pleasant collaboration."

As he spoke, Lucas withdrew his hand.

Feeling control of his body return to him, Walter didn't rush to stretch his somewhat stiff body. Instead, he stared straight at Lucas: "You knew about me all along?"

Heisenberg was a name borrowed from the German physicist Werner Heisenberg, and outsiders rarely knew this name unless there was a business relationship involved.

"Sir, I know everything!"

"..." Walter remained silent for more than ten seconds this time.

As someone who has personally experienced major life changes, his physical ailments have made him cherish certain things even more, such as life, while also gaining a deeper understanding of certain things.

Even so, he couldn't bring himself to say something so pretentious.

After a long silence, he stood up and slowly extended his hand to Lucas: "Pleasure doing business with you!"

Lucas smiled and raised his hand to receive it.

The moment their palms touched signified that the deal was finalized.

Walter then took the kryptonite from Lucas.

"I need to explain this in advance."

Walter spoke in a deep voice:

"I am only proficient in chemistry, and I am not particularly good at studying minerals."

This is not me being modest; chemistry and mineralogy are fundamentally two different disciplines, even though ores contain chemical components.

"However, I know a scholar in the field of mining who might be able to help."

"But based on my past experience with meteorites, I usually don't gain anything from them."

"Every year, minerals from space fall to Earth. These minerals are essentially no different from Earth's materials. When broken down, they are mostly common elements such as iron and nickel, with at most some silicon and magnesium mixed in."

"They are all substances that have already been discovered on Earth, only in different forms of condensation. It is difficult to detect anything beyond common sense, and some of them even carry small doses of radiation."

"Perhaps it will bring you unexpected benefits."

Seeing Lucas's confident expression, Walter hesitated, looking at the dark green stone in his hand, and remained silent.

After a while, he noticed that Lucas hadn't left and couldn't help but ask, "Do you have some other deal to make?"

"indeed."

Lucas shrugged. "To be precise, this isn't really a deal, it's just an add-on to this deal. It's easy for you to do."

"Is it easy for me?" Walter didn't ask the idiotic question of why it wasn't easy for him; he went straight to the point: "What is it?"

"It's simple. You will then organize ninety-nine in-class chemistry quizzes, which must be grade-level quizzes."

"You can decide the difficulty of the questions, and the number is the same. You can make ten questions, or you can make only two or three questions, but you must ensure that there is one question that no one can answer."

Then, they would hand in the answers to me before each grade-level test.