Nobody can stop me from drawing cards in Gotham!

Chapter 41 Clark: Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck!

As it turns out, besides Jaeger knowing that the guy everyone was mistaking wasn't Bruce Wayne, there was another person present who also knew this...

That was the poor young man who was being surrounded in the middle.

Jaeger let the poisonous fog almost reach the man, who was nearly flushed and frantically trying to explain, "I'm sorry, everyone, but I'm not Bruce Wayne... if that's the name you're referring to..."

But no one listened to his explanation. The alcohol and excessive enthusiasm had clouded everyone's judgment, so much so that the girls giggled at the young man's flustered appearance, assuming he was deliberately telling a joke: "Haha, Bruce, you're still as good at joking as ever!"

"I didn't!" The young man looked like he was about to collapse. He didn't dare to move at all, his tall body forced into a ball, but unfortunately, he still couldn't stop the person next to him from getting closer. "It was an accident!"

"Okay, hunk, you're not Bruce Wayne." A girl closest to the young man touched his muscular biceps and giggled as he stepped back in surprise. "Then who are you? -- Okay, stop joking. I've seen Bruce before, you are him."

The young man looked even more bewildered: ? ? ?

Yege, who was watching this scene from the sidelines, suddenly felt genuinely sorry for the young man.

To be honest, what that beautiful woman said was true; this young man does indeed look somewhat like Bruce Wayne. If you had only seen the chairman of Wayne Group from afar, you would easily mistake the person in front of you for the other man.

But for Jaeger, who had close contact with Bruce himself, the difference between the two was quite obvious.

This young man was noticeably taller and more muscular, with a frame larger than Bruce Wayne… to be honest, he had more of a Batman physique than Bruce. (Note)

But judging from his simple and honest demeanor, and how he blushed with embarrassment when a beautiful woman got close, he clearly had absolutely nothing to do with Batman...

Anyway, the Batman that Jaeger imagines will probably be someone who remains calm and collected even when surrounded by beautiful women, as if Mount Tai were collapsing before him.

However… Jaeger looked at the young man who had been mistaken for Bruce and noticed his soaking wet plaid shirt and his hair that was still dripping wet—as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

It can't be some unlucky person who accidentally fell into the nearby waters, was pulled out by the people on the cruise ship, and then mistaken for Wayne.

Just as Jaeger was pondering this matter, a familiar sound of cards tumbling rang in his ears:

You have triggered a special event card.

[The Strange Drowning Youth has been added to the poker table]

[Description: This is a strange young man who was rescued on the deck of a cruise ship by passengers and mistaken for Bruce Wayne. Despite his denials, everyone seems to assume he is Bruce Wayne because of the subtle resemblance between the two.]

Of course, this can't be hidden from the clever you... So, who exactly is this young man who accidentally entered the Ocean Prayer Ship? Was his arrival here an accident?

As you delve deeper into the investigation, you begin to discover the unusual aspects of this person, and the secrets hidden aboard the Ocean Prayer...

Objective: Investigate the identity of the strange young man and the secrets aboard the Ocean Prayer.

Jaeger: ?

No, don't add any more drama to this, mahjong table! Where did I find anything unusual about this person?

What's unusual is that this guy looks somewhat like Bruce Wayne? Then, fast forward to the point where the two have similar eyes, so according to the Harry Potter setting, Bruce Wayne is actually the young man's mother... oops, I misspoke, bro?

But regardless, investigating this young man in front of us is now a certainty...

Jaeger watched as the young man in front of him was pulled and dragged away by the people next to him, and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Clark Kent just feels like he's been having a lot of bad luck lately.

As an honest and good young man from Kansas, a Smallville native who grew up bathed in sunshine and running in cornfields, he always thought that he would grow up peacefully in this land until he was ten years old, inherit the farm of the kind Kent couple, marry Lana Long, the most lovely girl in town, and then live a peaceful life.

But when he was ten years old, everything changed.

To be honest, Clark didn't notice some of his own unusual traits at first.

Even if he has superhuman strength, he can easily break a spoon if he doesn't control it properly.

Even if he never gets hurt, even if he climbs to the top of the barn while playing and falls down, he finds himself completely unharmed.

Even though he was very fast, he always managed to win first place in the town's school sports meet, far exceeding the speed limit a child should have.

Clark never felt special; he simply thought it was because he ate more corn and was more robust than the average person—even though occasionally his dear parents would look at him with a somewhat worried but ultimately loving gaze.

Until he was 10 years old, he was running in the cornfield... and then he flew.

It took flight.

It's no exaggeration; Clark really did fly into the air.

At that moment, he had never felt his body so light, only rising higher and higher to breathe in the corn-scented night breeze of Kansas and to feel the sky so close to him.

Those clouds that were once so far away from him are now just adorning his fingertips.

The feeling of flying was so wonderful that Clark couldn't resist becoming so engrossed that he flew back and forth in the Smallville night sky several times before finally crashing down above his own barn, unable to contain his excitement.

But after that initial enthusiasm subsided, Clark belatedly realized: how could an ordinary human suddenly fly?

Who exactly is he?

Filled with unprecedented fear and self-doubt, Clark sought out the Kents, hoping to get answers from his parents.

Jonathan Kent, his adoptive father, immediately exchanged a glance with Martha Kent, who was standing next to him, and simultaneously put their hands on Clark's shoulders.

"This secret can't be kept hidden any longer..." Jonathan said. "It's time we told you the truth, my child."

"Wh-what..." Clark instinctively resisted. He didn't want to know the truth anymore. He began to fear everything the truth would bring—for example, it would create a rift between him and his parents.

Fortunately, gentle Martha hugged the frightened little Clark and comforted him, saying, "Oh Clark, my child... Don't worry, no matter what, you are our child—Jonathan and I's child, our Kent child."

Clark then met Jonathan's gaze and looked at Martha beside him... He gained courage from the gazes of his two elders and finally learned the truth from them.

He was not the Kents' biological child, but an alien who fell from the sky and was adopted by two kind foster parents when he landed in Kansas.

This also explains the origin of his many special abilities—after all, he is an alien.

But that's not enough. Even if I'm an alien... where am I from? Where do I come from, and what kind of creature am I?

Jonathan was also unable to answer Clark's question.

But then he had a brilliant idea and took Clark to the barn, where he saw the spaceship that had sent him to Earth.

“We’ve been keeping this hidden, thinking that maybe one day you’ll need it,” Jonathan said, putting his arm around Clark’s shoulder. “I think it’s time, kid.”

Encouraged by his adoptive parents, Clark touched the spaceship from his home planet, successfully activating the AI ​​system on board and seeing a projection of his biological father, Jor-El.

Needless to say, Clark learned the truth about his origins, the destruction of Krypton, and a series of other facts, and also learned his Kryptonian name.

—Karl Eyre.

Finally, the projection of his biological father told him: "If one day you are ready, Karl, go to the North Pole."

"At the farthest border of Earth, in that endless snowfield, there is me, and there is Krypton—the final gift I left for you."

...So, this is the story of Clark Kent, or rather, Carl El, before.

To avoid worrying his parents, and with the goal of one day exploring the Arctic, Clark is currently hiking across the United States, using this opportunity to hone his outdoor skills, familiarize himself with his abilities, and also do good deeds and help those in need as much as possible...

For example, rescuing a pilot who unfortunately crashed into the sea due to a plane going out of control.

This wouldn't have been a difficult task for Clark, who possesses super speed and flight capabilities.

But ironically, such a simple rescue operation went wrong today.

In fact, after Clark successfully brought the unfortunate pilot who had fallen into the water and was unconscious ashore, he originally planned to fly away secretly as usual and keep his merits hidden, but he fell over a cruise ship while passing by.

Yes, it fell down—a straight down.

Clark's abilities seemed to have been affected by something and suddenly disappeared.

This was Clark's first unfortunate event... his abilities malfunctioned, causing him to fall into the sea near the cruise ship.

Fortunately, the passengers on the cruise ship noticed the enormous wave, comparable to that of the Philippine diving team, and quickly threw down a rope to rescue the disheveled Clark, who had lost his superpowers and was being forced to swim in the water.

Clark thought he was lucky; he had just lost his superpowers and fallen into the sea, and someone just happened to come and save him.

As it turned out, he was overthinking it; that damned luck had no intention of letting him go.

Because just as he stepped onto the deck, someone suddenly grabbed him, looked him over, and then screamed, "My God, Bruce—it's Bruce!"

Clark, who was about to thank them, froze on the spot: ?

Who?

To make matters worse, the scream instantly drew the attention of everyone else on deck, who then swarmed over as if they had seen Michael Jackson come back to life.

Surrounded by a crowd of strangers, and mistaken for some unknown celebrity, Clark Kent found himself in a state of utter despair, with no one paying any attention to his explanations.

Why are people here so unresponsive... And who exactly is Bruce Wayne?!

—And this is the second unfortunate thing that happened to Clark today.