"No, you can't touch that."

Peter, also known as Lin Fang, swiftly snatched a Playboy magazine from Azu's hands.

The baby crawling on the floor saw his favorite toy being taken away and immediately burst into tears.

Watching Azu, who had shown a penchant for mature women since childhood, Peter felt somewhat speechless.

He glanced at the woman on the magazine cover.

With a strong physique and ample bosom, she exuded a mature charm.

Sure enough, this kid had always displayed a strong attraction to mature women.

"For your health, this is not allowed."

Peter tossed the magazine into a cardboard box.

The box emitted squeaky noises.

He then pulled the box closer and discovered it was filled with a variety of CDs.

Bands like Aberrant Band, Smashing Pumpkins, Nine Inch Nails...

All were popular bands that the original owner had collected from this world.

On top of the CDs was a pile of comic books, with a Tyrannosaurus rex gazing down from above, and Transformers wedged in between the books.

Peter casually picked up a dinosaur model and handed it to the wailing Azu.

Receiving the new toy, Azu immediately stopped crying, his bright eyes fixed on the dinosaur without blinking.

Seeing the other kid no longer crying, Peter let out a long sigh of relief.

Neither his past self nor the original owner knew anything about how to take care of a child.

After all, he had never even been married, so how could he have experience caring for a baby?

"Formula, baby diapers, a crib, toiletries, etc., these are all essential."

He absentmindedly popped a piece of cream candy into his mouth, letting it roll around between his molars.

"If I want to avoid trouble, it would be best to hire a wet nurse or nanny, but unfortunately..."

He shook his head slightly; all his liquid assets together didn’t exceed a thousand dollars. How could he afford a nanny?

Although he had no idea about the rates for nannies in America, it was clear that a thousand dollars wouldn't suffice.

"Ugh!"

Just as he was pondering his future livelihood, he suddenly heard a strange “ugh” sound.

He looked down and saw that Azu had somehow gotten a piece of cream candy stuck in his mouth.

The candy was lodged in his mouth, and Azu, whose face had turned red from being choked, was making painful "ugh" sounds.

Seeing Azu choking on the candy startled Peter.

He quickly scooped him up and performed the Heimlich maneuver, lifting Azu's chin and patting his back.

After a few pats, with a loud "bang," the candy was expelled from Azu's mouth and hit the floor hard.

It sounded like a bullet being fired, tearing through the air and embedding deeply into the floor.

Looking at the candy now lodged in the floor, Peter took a deep breath, shocked as he watched Azu sucking his fingers as if nothing had happened.

This kid has such talent at such a young age?!

Spitting out the candy was like a firearm shooting a bullet.

He took out another piece of candy, wanting to try putting it back into Azu's mouth.

But as he thought about this inappropriate action, he realized that if Azu truly choked to death, it would be a serious issue, so he had to give up.

...

In the afternoon.

Peter drove his car toward Walmart.

He planned to buy some baby supplies.

The old Toyota car made an annoying noise as soon as it hit the road.

Fortunately, the small town of Smowell where he was located had neatly paved roads, smooth and flat like a beetle’s back.

Peter placed Azu in the child safety seat in the back of the car and said to him, "Don't move around, or I'll take away your toys, understand?"

Azu played with the Tyrannosaurus rex, looking up at Peter's face.

Thinking that his father wanted to take away his toy, he quickly put the Tyrannosaurus rex behind him.

After ruffling Azu's golden hair, Peter started the car.

Twenty minutes later,

Peter parked next to Walmart and dropped a coin into the old parking meter.

Then he opened the car door, picked Azu up, and walked toward the supermarket.

There was a short downhill path between the parking lot and the supermarket, and just as Peter reached the middle, he suddenly heard gasps around him.

"My God! My baby!"

Hearing the voice, Peter turned to look up.

He saw a stroller racing toward him uncontrollably.

Inside the out-of-control stroller lay what seemed to be a baby boy.

At the top of the slope, a woman in her twenties was running down desperately, trying to grab the stroller.

Unfortunately, the distance between them was increasing, and the mother was growing more desperate.

"Bang!"

In a critical moment, Peter reached out and grabbed the rushing stroller with one hand.

The chasing mother saw the stroller being intercepted and hurried over, excitedly grabbing the baby boy from the stroller.

"Oh my God! Thank you, God!"

The emotionally flustered mother quickly thanked Peter, "Thank you, sir, thank you! If it weren't for you, I would have almost made a huge mistake. I tripped just now, and the stroller slipped from my hands..."

The woman didn’t care about the dirt on her clothes, her face aglow with gratitude as she thanked Peter.

"It’s nothing, ma'am. If it were my child, I believe someone would help too."

Holding Azu, Peter smiled and said.

The young mother felt even more that Peter was a good person.

"Thank you! I really appreciate it, sir."

Not knowing how to express her gratitude, the woman excitedly hugged Peter again, thanking him once more.

"I'm Martha, Martha Kent, sir. Maybe we could exchange contact information? I mean... my husband would definitely want to thank you in person."

Martha wanted to exchange contact information with Peter.

Looking at the baby in the stroller, Peter initially wanted to refuse.

But then he suddenly remembered something.

"Wait... you said your name is Martha?"

Martha Kent, isn’t she the mother of Superman, Clark?

In other words...

He cast a shocked glance at the baby that Martha was holding.

This black-haired baby is Clark?

Clearing his throat, he tried to ask in a normal-sounding voice, "This child... can I know his name?"

Seeing Peter suddenly focus on her child, Martha felt a bit strange.

"Clark, his name is Clark Kent."

She stated her son's name.

The moment she said "Clark Kent," Peter's heart skipped a beat.

It really is Superman!

The Kryptonian baby he had reserved was actually intercepted by the Kents ahead of time!

Although Azu is nice too, how could a Superman created by later means compare to the original Superman?

He originally thought that next time during a meteor shower, he might have a good chance of finding Superman.

Now that he knew Superman had fallen into someone else's hands, his mindset was starting to crumble a bit.

He really wanted to ask Martha: Can we switch?