The food in his arms scattered all over the floor, and Logan suddenly pounced over and hugged Locke's thighs.

His howls shook the chandelier:

"Why did you die so early?!"

There was a glint of water in the werewolf's bloodshot eyes.

"Without you, who will take care of your evil son?!"

Locke: “.”

He looked down at the legendary tough guy Wolverine, who was now rubbing against his overalls like an abandoned large dog, with snot and tears all over his trouser legs.

silence.

Dead silence.

Only the firewood in the fireplace was occasionally emitting sparks, as if mocking this absurd scene.

"Excuse me." Locke finally found his voice, "What happened this time?"

Raising his head, Logan gave a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Do you know what your son did in the future?" He reached for the wine cabinet with trembling hands, "Give me a strong drink first."

"That's the limited edition whiskey I bought!" Locke slapped his claws away, "Get to the point!"

"Alright alright."

Logan sighed.

Then he quickly went through it for Locke -

A story about a secret emperor.

"Alas," Locke sighed, "Dio actually..."

"Yeah. You don't know, he turned the entire United States into his kingdom. He even changed the name of my hometown, Canada, to get revenge on me."

"what is it call?"

"Lock Kingdom." Logan wailed.

After another moment of silence, Locke turned silently and walked towards the tool room.

"Wait! Where are you going?" Logan hurriedly got up.

"Looking for the belt."

His voice was terrifyingly calm. "I need to give my rebellious son a little shock."

"it's useless."

Logan rushed over and hugged his waist again.

"Just make sure you don't die, Locke!"

The kitchen fell into an eerie silence.

".so."

Locke slowly squatted down and looked Logan in the eyes, "Are you here to stop me from dying?"

Wolverine's expression suddenly became complicated.

"What about Clark? Why didn't he stop DIO? Could it be..." Locke asked.

"That's why I came to you."

"Because Clark disappeared, we don't even know why he disappeared." Logan shook his head. "Even Martha and Jonathan don't know."

"That's why no one can stop Dio in the future! Not even Martha and Jonathan! The last person we could think of was you!"

"You can't die! This is the best way!"

"So what exactly caused my death?" Locke asked puzzledly, "You have to tell me first."

"It must be before December 1998! Locke!"

"Just after I met you, the first..."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There was a knock on the door, and Dio's impatient voice penetrated the door: "Dad! Open the door!"

"Well--!"

Logan's voice suddenly stopped, and his body began to twitch.

"Qiang!"

The steel claws came out uncontrollably.

The tough guy pressed his temples tightly, cold sweat seeped out between his fingers, and his pupils were stained with blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"?!"

Locke's expression tightened.

PT

SD?!

What did this kid Dio do later that gave Wolverine PTSD just from his voice?!

“&%¥$@”

Logan squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, but Locke couldn't hear them at all.

until

He suddenly looked up, his scarlet eyes staring straight at the door!

"You inherently evil Kent brat!!" Logan roared in a voice not quite human, "I'm going to kill you right now—!"

"boom!"

The door was opened from the inside by the world. The blond boy remained irritated, but was stunned the moment he saw the living room clearly: "What?"

"Canteen Spicy Sauce!"

"The World!"

Time freezes at this moment.

"I'm sorry, my future friend."

"Let's talk about it when we wake up."

"Eula!"

"Eula!"

"Eula!"

"Ola!" X100

Time resumes its flow.

"what?"

Summoning the world, Dio's vigilant gaze shifted from the messy food on the ground, to the unconscious man, and then to Locke.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

But there are still some question marks in my head.

Was he dazzled?

Did this guy just want to kill him?

Chapter 32 Clark the Snitch and Dio the Sleepyhead

Locke carefully helped Logan, who was unconscious after being hit by Ola 100 times, onto the sofa and covered him with a quilt.

I have to say that the adamantium skull is really hard.

His fist hurt a little.

"Another future person?"

"Did you come here specifically to see me this time?"

"Wow~"

The boy whistled, a playful smile playing on his lips. "It seems my future self is very popular?"

If only the world wasn't raising its fist at Logan's head when you said that.

Sighing, Locke reached out and ruffled Dio's blonde hair.

"Stinky boy, take your substitute back first."

He glanced at the mess in the living room—

Spilled food, broken plates, and three deep scratches on the wall made by steel claws.

"Do you know why they came back?"

Dio shrugged, looking nonchalant: "It depends on the situation."

"It's definitely related to me."

"Dior!"

But before Locke could explain, Clark's voice came from outside the window:

"Dio! Why are you running so fast? Mom said she forgot to take your blueberry pie! She said Uncle Locke must not have eaten it tonight."

The voice stopped abruptly, and a pair of blue eyes widened as they looked at the scene in the living room.

"Uh is this the new birthday party decoration?"

"And who is this uncle?"

"A unconscious traveler." Locke said naturally.

"Okay, Uncle Locke."

Clark nodded obediently, while Dio beside him snorted coldly and walked towards the stairs with his hands in his pockets, his golden bangs casting a shadow in front of his eyes.

"I'm going to bed, Dad."

Without even turning his head, he said, "Also, chase him away tomorrow when he wakes up. Thank you."

Watching Dio disappear around the corner of the stairs, Locke couldn't help but smile.

He must care.

after all

"Uncle Locke." The boy stuck out his tongue and whispered, "Actually, Dio is looking forward to tomorrow."

"This kid..." Locke shook his head and took the blueberry pie from Clark's hand. The warm and sweet smell made him relax a little. He ruffled Clark's fluffy curly hair and smiled, "Thank your mother for the pie for me."

"Ok!"

Clark nodded vigorously, and when he turned around, he couldn't help but glance at Logan who was unconscious on the sofa.

The boy suddenly lowered his voice: "Uncle Locke, this uncle looks so sad. He even frowns when he sleeps."

Locke was stunned when he heard this, and then he noticed that even though Logan was unconscious, his muscles were still tense.

Even the injuries he had just suffered from being beaten repeatedly with the Platinum Star had recovered.

Adamantium?

"It's okay." Locke gently pushed Clark towards the door, "When this uncle wakes up, we'll treat him to your mother's blueberry pie, which is guaranteed to make him smile.

Clark nodded, turned around and was about to leave when he seemed to suddenly remember something.

His blue eyes shone back.

"Uncle Locke!"

"I almost forgot to tell you a secret!"

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