c7: Sign-in Rewards, the Pure-Hearted Karl
Nawaki felt extremely ashamed.
When Karl had grabbed him earlier, he had actually treated him as an enemy and even launched an attack.
"Well, he is a friend of mine."
Tsunade nodded calmly.
Among everyone present, she was the most composed.
After all, Karl was someone she had personally interacted with through the Chat Group.
More importantly, she knew something the others did not.
Karl was not from this world.
And without Karl… Nawaki would have already died in that trap.
It was precisely because of Nawaki's death in the original timeline that she had sought help through the Chat Group.
And Karl had come for that very reason.
"Indeed, he said he was commissioned by you to save Nawaki."
Orochimaru looked at Tsunade, his expression slightly hesitant.
After thinking for a moment, he still couldn't hold back his curiosity.
"This friend of yours… how exactly did you meet him?"
Orochimaru, Jiraiya, and Tsunade had grown up together in Konoha.
They were extremely familiar with each other's connections.
Yet Karl was someone they had never seen before.
Tsunade paused briefly, then replied,
"I met Karl by chance outside the village."
Naturally, she could not reveal the existence of the Chat Group or Karl's true origin.
Even if she did, they might not believe her.
And it could bring unnecessary trouble.
"But he is a very reliable friend. You can rest assured."
Hearing this, Orochimaru spoke in a low voice, his tone meaningful.
"I had a brief exchange with him."
"No… rather than an exchange, it was more like I was completely crushed."
"At that time, I couldn't even see his movements clearly before I was slammed directly into the ground."
"If he had intended to kill me… I would already be dead."
"Not just me."
At this point, a deep look of caution appeared in Orochimaru's eyes.
"I'm afraid even Hiruzen Sarutobi-sensei might not necessarily be his opponent."
In truth, Orochimaru felt that Karl's power had already surpassed that of his teacher entirely.
After all, he had been defeated before he could even react.
Even Hiruzen Sarutobi, known as the "Professor" and master of countless jutsu, could not achieve such overwhelming dominance.
However, such words were difficult to state directly.
So he phrased them more cautiously.
"Orochimaru, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Jiraiya immediately protested in dissatisfaction.
Beside him, Nawaki also found it hard to believe.
Seeing this, Orochimaru said nothing further.
He trusted his own judgment.
At that moment, Tsunade nodded slightly.
"Yes, his power is indeed above Hiruzen-sensei's."
"I don't believe it!"
Jiraiya still refused to accept it.
Tsunade looked at him with a strange expression.
She thought to herself, if Karl were here again, he might just knock you away with a single punch like before.
But she didn't say it out loud.
She knew that no matter what she said, Jiraiya wouldn't believe her.
The group continued chatting for a while before Jiraiya and Orochimaru eventually left.
Nawaki lowered his head and spoke softly.
"Um… the person who saved me… is his name Karl?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Then… where is Big Brother Karl now?"
"He went somewhere very far away. Why?"
"Then… when he comes to Konoha, you must tell me. I still haven't thanked him properly…"
Hearing this, Tsunade smiled gently.
"Alright."
…
The next day
Karl had already woken up early.
At this moment, he felt an indescribable sense of lightness throughout his body.
It was as if the restraints that had bound him for over twenty years had finally been shattered.
That feeling was similar to a being breaking through its limits, like when Superman absorbs vast amounts of solar energy and reaches a new level of power.
[Ding! The host can sign in today. Would you like to sign in?]
A long-lost notification sounded.
Karl had previously set a twenty-five-year accumulated sign-in.
During that period, the system had remained mostly silent.
Now, hearing its voice again felt almost unfamiliar.
He nodded slightly.
"Sign in."
[Ding! Host has signed in successfully.]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Superman Suit (Black).]
As the system notification faded, a set of entirely black clothing appeared before Karl.
Unlike the classic red-and-blue suit of Superman,
This version was darker, more subdued reminiscent of the black recovery suit Superman wore after his resurrection in DC storylines, where his strength was gradually restored under solar radiation.
Karl looked at the suit in front of him.
For the first time he felt that the system reward…
Actually suited his taste.
He immediately reached out and caught the clothing.
He unfolded it and took a closer look.
The wide cape, the iconic "S" emblem on the chest, it was unmistakably the suit worn by Superman.
However…
The one in his hand was entirely black.
Karl's expression became slightly strange.
He walked to the walk-in closet and took out another suit.
This was the red-and-blue version he had purchased earlier from the Chat Group Store.
He held both suits side by side and compared them carefully.
Aside from the color difference, the design, texture, and even the Kryptonian-style emblem were identical—almost like replicas based on different comic-era variants, including the black recovery suit Superman once wore after his resurrection.
"Heh…"
Karl chuckled lightly.
"Isn't this just wasting points?"
Although a few hundred points wasn't much to him now, there was still an inexplicable sense of loss.
Still…
It wasn't entirely useless.
After all, the color schemes were different.
And while Karl personally preferred the black suit's low-key and imposing aesthetic, there might be times when the classic red-and-blue version would be more suitable.
Putting both suits back into the closet, Karl went to prepare a simple breakfast.
After washing up, he sat quietly in a chair to rest.
At that moment
His phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID.
Skye.
"Hello? What's up?"
"Didn't we agree to go shopping today? What time are we leaving?"
Karl paused for a moment, then quickly recalled.
"Now, I guess."
"Then come pick me up."
"Okay."
…
The person who had called Karl was Skye.
Her real name Daisy Johnson.
Also known as Quake.
A key figure connected to S.H.I.E.L.D..
At this point in time, however, Skye had not yet joined S.H.I.E.L.D.
Nor had she awakened her Inhuman abilities.
She was still just an ordinary girl and also… one of Karl's girlfriends.
Although Karl had been an ordinary person before obtaining the Silver Superman template,
He was still tall, wealthy, and handsome.
Naturally, he did not lack romantic relationships.
A girlfriend from high school.
One from college.
And even an Asian actress.
Karl briefly calculated in his mind.
That didn't seem like too many… right?
Well he still considered himself quite pure-hearted.
After all, compared to someone like Tony Stark—who was constantly making headlines for his lifestyle Karl felt he was rather restrained.
After changing into casual clothes, Karl adjusted his hairstyle slightly.
Then with a slight flicker, his figure vanished instantly.
The next moment, he appeared inside a small apartment.
Compared to his own residence, this place was clearly much more cramped.
But Karl didn't mind.
He walked through the space with practiced familiarity.
When he reached the bathroom door, he finally saw a beautiful figure standing before the mirror, applying makeup.
Karl smiled.
"Hi, Skye."
"Karl?"
Skye froze, staring at him in disbelief through the mirror.
"How… how did you get here so fast?"
She had just started getting ready right after calling him.
She knew very well that her apartment was nowhere near Karl's.
Yet he had arrived almost instantly.
Karl stepped into the bathroom, smiling casually.
"Well… I'll explain that later."
He walked up behind her and gently brushed her hair aside.
"But right now… I think it's still a bit early."
"We could go back to sleep for a while."
Seeing his expression and movements, Skye immediately understood his intentions.
She glanced at the lipstick in her hand and hesitated slightly.
"But… I just finished my makeup…"
"Isn't that even better?"
Karl smiled faintly.
He leaned forward and kissed her gently.
Then, without hesitation, he lifted her into his arms and carried her toward the bedroom.
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