MTL - As Superman’s Younger Brother, I Became a Native of the Motherland-Chapter 35

Lex commented on the new Batman: "Maybe the guy in the straitjacket thinks his logic is right, but the world never works with someone's logic. When there's a painting, If everyone draws a stroke on it, the painting will become very strange, impose their own thinking on others, implement their own 'justice', then the city will be more chaotic."

"Hmm, it sounds like you're very disdainful of this Batman's actions."

"It's just an idea that can't be recognized."

Lex shook his head, "Speaking of which, Sir Harry's investigation into the Owl Council, what's the progress?"

"Not yet, my father said he had never heard of such an organization."

Victoria shrugged.

Lex thought about it and said, "I hope you return to the Metropolis recently, which is safer than Smallville."

"Are you worried that the killer owls who attacked you last time will come again?"

"This possibility is not ruled out." Lex nodded.

After sending off his girlfriend, Lex sat on the sofa with a heavy expression.

There are burn marks on the surface of the owl killer's body. How did it form?

Clark did?

Or the Eric who has been hiding himself in the mist?

Or some unknown force? !

What he feared in his heart was this unknown unknown.

If it is those frontal enemies, he has the courage to face them head-on, but those unknown existences make him feel tired.

......

night.

Kent Farm.

Eric concentrated on the ham and bread in front of him.

The continuous sonic boom sprint flying in the air during the day, even if he did not fly out of the atmosphere, still caused serious physical loss to him.

"flight?"

Clark looked at Eric in surprise, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Actually, your mother and I were surprised too, Clark."

Jonathan put down the knife in his hand, "We don't know the principle, some kind of high-pressure low-pressure flow like an airplane wing, the lift? Or something else, we don't know. So... .can only be interpreted as some kind of talent of Eric."

Clark listened to his father's words, and the pizza he was chewing in his mouth didn't taste good again.

He suddenly had envy for Eric in his heart, and at the same time a faint sense of loss and depression.

Even though I knew it was a bad emotion, it still came out uncontrollably.

"Clark."

Mother Martha patted Clark's hand lightly. "I remember...you used to float in the air when you slept and crushed the bed once, do you remember?"

"Remember."

Clark replied to his mother, "But that only happened a few times, and it never happened again."

"Clark, it means that Ai, like Eric, also has the ability to fly, but this ability has not been awakened."

Jonathan said to Clark.

"Maybe."

Clark put down his pizza in frustration.

Fly freely in the sky like a bird, and I long for this ability.

Clark, who was in a state of wild thoughts, suddenly thought of the scene he saw in the illusion before.

Eric stood in front and slowly descended from the sky, and he followed behind Eric, flying down from the sky wearing a cloak.

If that is the future...it means that the future self has also awakened to the talent of flying!

Clark's heart was instantly filled with excitement.

But it was quickly doused by a basin of cold water.

No, that is not the future that I want, nor the future that I admit.

"I remember a question."

After finishing the ham, Eric interrupted Clark's cranky thoughts.

"If there is a poor guy who falls from a height and does a free fall acceleration at an initial speed of 32 feet per second, the acceleration is very fast to 120 kilometers per hour. At this time, I happened to spot her, so I dived down in the air , want to catch her, what will happen next? Clark?"

Eric cast an inquiring look at Clark.

"I......"

Clark thought for a moment, "I don't know, maybe... maybe you saved her."

"No! I think the scientific explanation is that if she touched my arm, she would be split in three."

Eric tells Clark the classic Superman joke.

It's a pity that Clark didn't understand Eric's "hell joke", but frowned.

"Maybe you have a better way, Eric."

Clark began to think hard about how to catch a man descending 120 km/h.

Jonathan and Martha looked at each other and felt that how to train their younger son to establish correct values ​​should be put on the agenda.

Chapter 53 Black Magic and Hormones

"Clark, are you afraid that the future predicted by Ms. Cassandra will come true?"

On the way to biology class, Pete asked Clark in a low voice.

"Yeah, as crazy as it sounds, she showed me something bad and I don't know how to describe that feeling."

"Clark, I know that feeling."

Rather than being suspicious of Clark like Jonathan and Martha, Pitt agreed with what he said.

"When I just met Ms. Cassandra, she told me it was going to be a long drive home today, so I dug in my pocket and found I had my car keys locked in the car."

"Maybe fate is something that can be spied on."

The two entered the biological laboratory while talking.

This biology class is a blended class, so there are students from other classes taking the biology class.

After the two sat down, Pete poked Clark's arm and whispered, "Hey, Clark, Eric is right behind you."

"I know."

Clark responded weakly.

"Have you been in conflict recently? You and Eric used to greet each other when they met, but recently..."

Pete shrugged, and the words that followed were self-explanatory.

"No, I just don't know what to do... I saw Eric in the future that Ms. Cassandra predicted, and we had some conflicts."

Clark explained to Pete a little confused.

"Although I don't know what you saw, Clark, you can't blame someone for something that didn't happen, and he's your family."

Pete said sternly.

"I understand that this is not to blame Eric, it's just that I don't know how to face him."

"Well, that's all up to you, brother."

Pete stopped talking and looked back.

Chloe and Lana were sitting together, and they didn't know when they became good friends, leaning against each other and whispering.

Lana looked uneasy, often looking to her left.

Eric sat in that position, holding a book in his hand, frowning, as if he had encountered some difficulty.

Pete turned around after breathing out a second of silence for his brother's love.

Eric, who was watched by Lana, was holding a magic book from the Owl Council.

Although his interest in magic is average, he can pass the time when he has nothing to do.

Most of the rituals and spells of making agreements or transactions with demons and summoning evil spirits are written records related to **** and Lucifer, as well as magical rituals with unknown effects.

Eric even discovered the magic on it to bring the dead back to life.

"Lucifer?"

Closing the book of magic with an ominous aura, Eric fell into contemplation.

As far as he knows, there is a cast of superheroes in the DC world, such as Constantine, Doctor Fate, Swamp Thing, and Zatanna.

In the bright places, there will also be dark existences. Some villain magic characters, Lucifer, the three giants of hell, the first fallen, etc., will also haunt the world from time to time.

Eric has no intention of interacting with these people, nor is he interested in the disputes in the magic world.

As for this kind of magic book, it can be used as a leisure reading when you are bored.

Magic that is very precious in the eyes of ordinary people is just a poison to deceive mortals in his eyes.

Eric was thinking, when a student pushed a teaching projector into the aisle on his left.

After seeing the projector, Pete, who was sitting at the front, complained to Clark: "That's great!"

"what?"

"Every year, the old-fashioned teacher Kaworsky will show an old and young film as a phased summary of the biology class."

Pete replied feebly.

Clark looked at the projector and asked Pete, "Who told you that? Your brother?"

"No, it's my dad."

Clark replied with a smile, "I'm sure it won't be so bad, Pete."

"Good morning!"

The two were talking when a beautiful figure walked into the classroom.

A woman with a hot body and long wavy blonde hair, wearing a light green dress, walked into the classroom with aura of footsteps.

"I am your new biology teacher, teaching you about health and human growth. My name is Akins."

He turned around and wrote his name on the blackboard.

The buttocks, which were wrapped in a few fabrics, attracted the attention of the whole class.

Especially Pete, whose eyes were almost straight, stretched out his hand to hold Clark's arm next to him, and couldn't help himself with excitement.

"I'm sorry the air is a bit bad here, but there's a movie coming up, so we're going to have to share the hard times together."

Teacher Akins smiled, walked to the window and closed the curtains.

He pulled the curtains slowly and charmingly, showing his body curves to all the male students in the class.

"I can't wait... these tough times."

Pete swallowed and spit, looked at Mr. Akins intently and said.

Clark didn't speak, feeling a little dry.

"The movie is going to be shown soon, I hope you don't fall asleep, otherwise I will make some considerations on your transcript."

Akins walked down the aisle to the movie projector and bent down to face Eric, who had been staring at the book and turned a blind eye to her.

"Also, even if you're not interested in the movie, you have to watch it patiently, right? Classmate Eric?"

Lana, who was sitting not far away, frowned, "She seems to know Eric."

"Well, no surprise, although it's a bit cold, Eric's popularity in the school is higher than we thought."

Seeing Eric closing the book, Chloe still had a "frigid" expression, and said in a low voice with schadenfreude: "I now feel that Eric's poker face is sometimes inhumane, but it is a good way to deal with this kind of irritability. Women with excess hormones often have unexpected effects."

Lana listened to Chloe's complaints, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.