As Superman’s Younger Brother, I Became a Native of the Motherland

But Eric punched him in the cheek again, and with a bang, he rolled on the ground.

Clark, who was tumbling in the muddy water, had blue veins blooming on his forehead, and his eyes glowed with red hot eyes, hitting Eric.

Not to be outdone, Eric's thermal vision was activated instantly, and two laser beams carrying powerful energy collided in the air.

"Do not!"

Clark, who had escaped from the vision, gasped heavily, stood up, and looked at the old woman with shock and disbelief.

He saw his parents' tombstones, and Eric planned to kill himself...

how is this possible?

This...is the future?

What is my future like? !

Unable to suppress the fear and shock in his heart, Clark stepped back step by step, knocking down the chair in the room with a bang.

"Kent, did you see that too?"

The old woman didn't seem to expect that she would see such an incredible scene in her conscious senses.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, "I have to tell you, child, you just saw some scenery in your life journey. It is not fixed. How you do it is all up to you. You must not regard it as the truth."

"Do not!"

Clark's emotions were on the verge of collapse. With a "whoosh", he activated super speed and left the room in an instant.

The blind old woman only felt a breeze, and Clark disappeared into the room.

Withdrew his outstretched hand, sighed, and covered his face.

Chapter 51 The wind in my ears after flying

"You look... anxious, Clark."

Jonathan took off his dust glasses and asked Clark.

"I...just think you and your mom should pay attention to safety, safety first, don't you? This kind of work can be given to me, I'm good at it."

"Clark."

Jonathan turned off the noisy cutter and looked at each other with his wife.

"The cutter cuts the wood. That's normal farm activity, isn't it? Seriously, Clark, what's wrong?"

Jonathan saw that Clark had been frowning and looked preoccupied, and realized that his son's mood might not be right.

"I......"

Clark fell silent, sat on the grain pile in the barn, and said, "I met an old man in a nursing home, I know it's crazy, but... she can predict the future."

"What did she tell you?"

Mother Martha asked.

"I...I saw that you had an accident, and I was a little scared."

Clark looked confused, "I don't know what this visible future... represents."

"Clark."

Jonathan put down his glasses and said to Clark, "You can't let an old woman scare you with half-ass prophecies, he might just scare you."

"More than that, I've seen pictures of the future in other places. Pete also said that Ms. Cassandra's predictions were very accurate."

Clark didn't believe the other party was just scaring him.

"No one can predict the future, Clark!"

Martha said calmly.

"What if she's right? I have to do something, I'm not going to watch it happen."

Clark's tone was full of anxiety.

"No one can predict the future, and even if she could, she couldn't control it."

Jonathan put on his wide dust glasses again and turned on the cutting machine. "Fate can't be changed, Clark, you don't have to worry about it."

The harsh sound of gear cutting resounded in the barn, and Clark's mood became more irritable.

......

In the corn field of the farm, Eric faced the blue sky and closed his eyes.

The motherland template in my body, since the battle with Mr. Irony, the progress has been unblocked to 85%.

Not only is the super strength and super speed more powerful, but the senses such as vision and hearing are also greatly enhanced.

The most important flying ability has also been completely unblocked.

He opened his eyes, knelt on the ground halfway, and pressed his hands into fists against the ground.

boom!

After stepping on the ground with both feet, the whole person bounced forward like a missile.

With a bang, the moment it hit the ground, the ground burst, and the soil burst out.

Use the recoil to bounce off again.

Get your balance right and guide your body upwards.

This time, it did not fall, but flew straight up like a missile launched into the sky.

A gust of wind whistled past his ears, and clouds in the blue sky kept approaching his eyes.

Feeling the feeling of indulging in flying, the "flying dream" common to all human beings buried in Eric's heart broke out. He couldn't restrain his inner passion and shouted loudly.

But what makes him sad is that Eric, who has been accelerating and has not been able to break the sound barrier, suddenly feels that he has encountered an invisible barrier!

The flight speed suddenly slowed down, and the control of the body began to lose, and then immediately fell from the sky uncontrollably.

On the other side, in the barn, Jonathan and Martha had just finished cutting the wood, and just came out, they saw an amazing scene.

In the sky in the distance, a figure flipped in the air and fell at a high speed.

The final bang hit the farm's windmill to generate electricity.

The deafening rumbling sounded, and the windmill ten meters high collapsed instantly as if bombed by missiles.

Jonathan and Martha looked at each other and hurried towards the windmill.

"Cough cough......!"

Eric, coughing, crawled out of the dusty ruins and saw his father and mother coming here

Jonathan saw Eric showing his head, and a surprised expression filled his face.

Then he reacted and immediately came up to help Eric escape from the ruins.

"Sorry, Dad, I broke the windmill."

After Eric came out of the ruins, he apologized to his father.

"No...it doesn't matter, Eric."

Jonathan suppressed the shock in his heart, and looked at Martha, who was also in a state of daze, "Eric, you...you learned to fly?"

"It looks like this, but because I'm not very skilled, something went wrong."

Eric twisted his neck. When he fell to the ground just now, he accidentally hit a "face brake", which made his joints uncomfortable.

"Eric, you..."

Jonathan didn't know what expression to make, shocked, relieved, or proud?

Eric didn't notice the expressions of his parents. At this time, he was reflecting on why he fell from the air.

Take a deep breath, press your feet **** the ground, and stretch your left arm forward.

In the next second, the body suddenly slammed forward, flying straight forward at a position three or four meters above the ground.

The impact of the high-speed airflow cut the surrounding air wantonly.

The cornfield on the ground was hit with a shock wave by the strong airflow.

The corn stalks were shaken to both sides by the shock wave, and all fell down.

In the green ocean, the air waves formed by Eric's high-speed flight were like a ripple on the "sea surface".

After flying some distance at low ground, the flight attitude changes to a straight upward impact.

The body turned into a shooting star and disappeared in the eyes of the Kents in an instant.

In the blue sky and white clouds, Eric's figure disappeared instantly, and then reappeared.

boom! boom! boom!

The faint rumbling crit sounded like thunder in the sky.

That was after Eric's speed broke through the sound barrier, forming a sonic boom.

A conical cloud formed in the air, and then gradually faded away.

Looking at the visually striking scene in front of them, Jonathan and Martha couldn't calm down for a long time.

Especially mother Martha, covering her mouth.

"Our son can fly in the sky like a bird."

"Yes, it's incredible, he has done something that no one in this world can do."

Jonathan put his arms around his wife's shoulders, "His talent is unmatched, I..."

Jonathan, who was equally excited, tried his best to suppress the complicated and surging feelings in his heart.

"He's always been our son, hasn't he? Like Clark, shoulders our hopes and love for them. I never... never thought our son could be this far, we should Proud of him."

"Yes, Eric is our son, always has been."

Martha suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loss in her heart, as if her son was gradually moving away from her.

And Jonathan's heart is slightly heavy, Eric and Clark, what exactly are they shouldering to this world? !

Chapter 52: Establishing Correct Values

Smallville, New Luther Estate.

With one shot holed the final billiard ball, Lex rose to his feet.

Putting the club aside, wiping off the sweat, grabbed the latest newspaper.

The first version that catches your eye is Gotham's latest Dark Knight.

"Batman?"

Lex frowned slightly as he read the long newspaper reports about Batman fighting criminals.

"Honey, you don't seem to be in a good mood, are you okay?"

Victoria came in with a bottle of Dom Pérignon champagne.

"I'm fine, especially after seeing Sir Harry's hostile takeover of my father's company."

"Honey, that's what we said, wasn't it? It's your first step in taking over your father's company."

Victoria put the champagne on the table. "I think it's something we should celebrate."

"I don't think my war with my father, after a phased campaign is over, is something to celebrate."

Lex said calmly after glancing at the champagne.

"You seem to have been full of melancholy and trouble lately, Lex."

Victoria looked at each other with seductive eyes, walked up and put her arms around Lex's neck lightly.

"Generally speaking, depression is due to my incompetence, and trouble is due to unfulfilled desires. For me, I have never worried about my incompetence and desires. kind of fear."

Facing Beauty, Lex's tone remained steady.

"unknown?"

Victoria looked at the newspaper on the table, "The Dark Knight? Batman? Lex, are you talking about these urban legends?"

"I know Gotham, a city that's different from Metropolis, where wealth breeds endless evil, where lunatics and the underworld hate the city more than anything exists. A knight, a Batman who plays a superhero, he What he did was just a crime in another sense, and the city will never, because of his appearance, the lunatic and underclassmen on the streets will lessen their hatred of Gotham."