Nobody can stop me from drawing cards in Gotham!

Chapter 44 Go, Clark!

Who would throw things from a high place at night? Even if it doesn't hit anyone, hitting a fish that's surfacing to breathe is still a very unethical thing to do...

—This was Jaeger's first reaction upon hearing the voice.

However, despite thinking this way, Jaeger still sent a small portion of the poisonous fog to the balcony to check the situation.

You won't believe it until you see it, and what you find will shock you.

The toxic fog responded almost instantly—it wasn't something thrown from a height, it was a person!

Someone fell into the nearby sea!

"What?!"

Jaeger couldn't care less about his confrontation with Clark for the moment, and ran to the balcony after saying "I'll go take a look".

"How is that person doing now?"

"This is bad. He's already choking on water. If we don't save him within six minutes, his brain will fail. If we don't save him within ten minutes, he's probably beyond saving," the Poison Mist said. "Do you want to save him, Langdon?"

"Why not save them?" Jaeger retorted.

He had reached the balcony, gripping the railing with both hands and looking down. Sure enough, he saw a human figure faintly visible in the sea.

Clark caught up with Jaeger when he suddenly ran towards the balcony, and now, half a step slower, he stepped onto the balcony as well. Following Jaeger's gaze, his eyes widened instantly: "What the... someone fell into the water?!"

Ignoring Clark's shock, Jaeger frowned and quickly communicated with the poisonous fog in his mind.

The poisonous mist volunteered: "My fully externalized body extension can save that person, Jaeger! Unlike most of my liquid counterparts, the extension of my gaseous symbiote is not limited by distance."

"No," Jaeger refused. "You are my most valuable card, and I'm not planning to reveal that so soon."

Jaeger's words about "the best card" had a double meaning, and Poison Mist could only understand Jaeger's praise. She was instantly moved, but at the same time, she became even more eager to try.

"Are you worried about being seen by that tall guy next to you?" Poison Mist's tone suddenly turned fierce. "It's okay, I can knock him out first!"

"They're not stupid. If I were to knock them out while trying to save someone, wouldn't that make me look like I'm the one with the problem?" Jaeger stopped the poisonous mist that was starting to emanate murderous intent from Clark beside him. "It's alright, I have a way."

The conversation took place in a very short moment. In Clark's view, he had just uttered those words when Jaeger turned around and looked at him the next second.

"It might be too late to borrow a yacht from the cruise ship now, and most of the passenger cabins are equipped with lifelines." Jaeger patted Clark on the shoulder. "How's your strength, Kent?"

"It's alright," Clark replied. "If you mean pulling that guy back with a rope, that's not a problem for me."

"Then you wait here and keep an eye on the man's movements in the sea." Jaeger didn't waste any more words. "I'll be right back."

While Clark's attention was focused on the unfortunate man who had fallen into the sea, Jaeger seized the opportunity to scan everything in the room.

As familiar terms and numbers appear, the abilities of the LEGO Builder begin to shine.

Having locked onto the required blocks, Jaeger reached out and transformed them the instant he passed through their path, then casually plucked them from the ground.

Meanwhile, the poisonous fog was not idle either; some of the fog was secretly transferred to Jaeger's legs, acting as a propulsion system.

This allowed Jaeger to be faster and more efficient, and he quickly retrieved all the blocks he needed.

Once the raw materials are gathered, the rest is quite simple.

In the blink of an eye, Jaeger had assembled the scattered building blocks in his hands.

[Assembly complete, you will receive one "Ultra-High Molecular Weight Polyethylene Marine Rescue Rope" module]

With another flick of his wrist, the transformation was complete. Jaeger then carried the rescue rope, the length of which had been calculated in advance, and hurried back.

It took Jaeger less time than expected to be back on the balcony, gripping the rope in one hand and shouting, "Get out of the way, Kent!"

Clark cooperatively moved aside to find the best spot to throw the rescue rope, while simultaneously shouting in that direction, "Hold on, sir! Catch the rope, we're pulling you up!"

With that shout, Jaeger quickly wrapped one end of the rescue rope around the balcony railing, then braced his foot against the edge of the wall and threw the other end of the rope out.

"Poisonous fog!" Jaeger cried out in his mind.

"Understood!" Poison Mist replied instantly. The invisible mist surged from Jaeger's fingertips, blending into the night and speeding forward. It quickly caught up with the rope in mid-air, biting it like a hunting dog and dragging it forward.

Fortunately, the person who fell into the water, although choking on water, was not yet unconscious. The moment the rope was thrown, he reached out and grabbed it, then cooperated by wrapping it around his body.

"Alright, now it's your turn to show your skills." Jaeger nudged Clark's arm with his elbow. "Don't embarrass the Kansasians."

"Don't worry." Clark took a deep breath, wrapped the rope around his hand, and clenched his fist. "Watch me."

—For him, superpowers are never everything.

If he lost everything Krypton provided, he could do nothing, he couldn't do anything at all...

Then he was never Clark Kent, but simply Kal'el, the last surviving resident of Krypton.

But compared to Clark Kent, the name "Karl El" represents so little: only the endless sorrow and desolation of a planet and a civilization's demise.

With this in mind, Clark tensed his muscles, drawing on his experience working in the cornfields, and with Jaeger's help, slowly pulled the man closer until he could be lifted up.

Finally, the man reached the side of the boat, but he was already disoriented from being in the water for so long. The moment Clark and Jaeger pulled him onto the balcony, he collapsed from exhaustion and fell heavily to the floor, where he remained motionless.

But in any case, at least the other person is still alive.

Jaeger and Clark breathed a sigh of relief and untied each other.

"Sir, are you alright?" Clark bent down, looking at the other person with concern.

"Fortunately, the other party is smart. Even in this situation, he tried his best to remain calm, so the time spent choking on the water wasn't fatal." The voice of the poisonous fog echoed in Jaeger's mind. "He's just suffering from hypothermia right now."

"He's hypothermic," Jaeger then summarized the poisonous fog's words in a concise way.

"Do you know him, Mr. Langdon?" Having just gone through the rescue together, Clark now felt that Langdon Parrels was at least not a bad person, so he tentatively changed his form of address and asked, "Is he a passenger on the ship?"

Are you sure you want to ask this question to a pseudo-socially anxious person who tries to isolate everyone by himself?

Jaeger's lips twitched, then he pretended to examine the face of the person who had fallen into the water, while secretly knocking on the small window of the poisonous fog for help.

Fortunately, the toxic fog quickly provided the answer: "He was not a passenger on the ship."

Jaeger then said to Clark, "He wasn't any of the passengers on this ship... but that's strange."

Jaeger frowned. "There are no other boats around. Where did this person fall into the water from?"

Clark found it strange upon hearing this and was about to speak when he happened to meet Jaeger's suspicious gaze.

Clark's heart skipped a beat: "Uh, Mr. Langdon?"

“I suddenly remembered something,” Jaeger said, staring at Clark. “Not the passengers on the ship, nor the people who fell into the water and came to this area by boat… This sounds familiar, doesn’t it?”

"Aren't you one of those people who inexplicably ended up in the waters near the Ocean Prayer, Kent?"

Clark: "..."

It's a miscarriage of justice, a complete injustice.

He ended up here because he fell down halfway through his superpowered flight. Surely the guy lying on the ground now couldn't have been in the same situation, right?

"Never mind, I'll ask you that question later." Fortunately, Jaeger turned his attention back to this moment. "Let's move this friend inside first, otherwise, with his clothes soaked and the sea breeze blowing on him on the balcony, his hypothermia will only get worse."

Clark naturally had no objection to this, but as soon as he nodded, Jaeger unexpectedly grabbed the man's trouser leg first, and then dragged him headfirst into the room like a garbage bag.

"..." Clark watched as the man's head was forced to move in a straight line on the floor due to Jaeger's manipulation, and for a moment he even felt a kind of phantom pain in the back of his head.

But he couldn't say anything, after all, Jaeger meant well, it's just that his method was a bit... well, it was a waste of his brain.

In any case, at least the person got into the room, and is now lying unconscious on the ground in a strange starfish position.

Jaeger crouched down beside him and looked at him for a moment, then suddenly looked up at Clark with hopeful eyes: "Go, Clark, go take his clothes off!"

Clark, who had just imitated Jaeger by squatting down next to that person: ?

“Wearing wet clothes will cause further hypothermia, and you don’t want your poor friend to freeze, do you?” Jaeger said matter-of-factly. “Besides, I just dragged him in, now it’s your turn.”

Clark: ? ? ?

Is this why you were so eager to drag people in and even called me Clark?!

The simple-minded young man from Smallville suddenly felt like he'd been tricked by the city folk.

Helpless, Clark could only reach out and grab the man's collar, but as he pulled it open, he suddenly noticed something and stopped in his tracks: "Wait, what's this...?"

"Hmm?" Jaeger thought the man had some hidden injuries from falling into the sea, but when he got closer, his eyes widened.

A faint fluorescent blue light could be seen emanating from the chest of the person who had fallen into the water, where their clothes were soaked.

The flashing lights together formed a faint circle that landed in the center of the man's chest.