MTL - As Superman’s Younger Brother, I Became a Native of the Motherland-Chapter 4

Although there was no hysteria, the depression under this disappointment represented his extreme anger.

"I just wish I wasn't a 'Luther' in school and didn't want to be looked down upon! And you tell me every day to be a normal person, like this..."

He picked up the knife and fork angrily, but with a little force, the fork was broken into two pieces.

"Is this normal?"

Slamming the fork **** the table, Clark turned and walked away.

"For the sake of normality, I am willing to do anything, but I am not a normal person!"

"Clark!"

Seeing her son walk away, Martha tries to catch up, but is stopped by Jonathan.

"Martha, since he wants to be quiet, don't chase after him."

Martha looked at Clark who rushed out the door, then looked at her husband who had a gloomy face, and finally sat back with a sigh.

"Don't worry, Dad, Clark will see what you mean someday."

Eric finally solved the beef mashed potatoes in front of him and comforted his father.

"What about you, Eric, you have more power than Clark, would you like to be an ordinary person?"

Jonathan suddenly asked Eric directly.

Compared with the eldest son who suddenly rebelled, he was more worried about the younger son in front of him.

Because as a father, I have never seen through him.

"I......"

A smile appeared on the corner of Eric's mouth, and he held the slightly cold hand of his mother next to him, "I don't want to be an ordinary person, but father, mother, I have always regarded myself as a native of Smallville, Kansas, as your son. I never get lost in who I am."

Jonathan was silent for a moment, raised his head, and sighed, "This day will come eventually, maybe...it's time to tell you, Eric."

Chapter 5 She's Beautiful, Isn't she?

finally coming?

The day Eric had envisioned finally arrived.

But not as excited as he imagined, but unexpectedly calm.

"Jonathan, are you going to tell Eric now?"

Mother Martha raised her eyebrows slightly, looking worried at her husband.

"It's time, Eric, come with me."

Jonathan stood up and walked downstairs, motioning Eric to follow in his footsteps.

A few minutes later, the two were standing outside the barn.

"Do you remember? Eric. You used to draw as a kid and used up two sets of Crayola crayons in one summer."

Jonathan didn't rush to open the barn door, but rambled about Eric's childhood.

"At first, Martha and I thought you were just writing and drawing like a normal kid, but then we found out that you were drawing... spaceships, the sky, exploding planets... "

"Maybe, there is still something in your memory, something engraved in your bones."

Jonathan pushed open the barn door as he spoke.

The taste of soybeans and buckwheat, mixed with the taste of decadence, came out.

"Really? I don't remember."

Eric follows in Jonathan's footsteps.

In fact, he always remembered.

After all, it has carried memories since infancy, how could such a thing not be remembered.

The reason why I used Crayola crayons to depict the explosion of Clark's hometown is just to be bored and playful.

"Come on, give me a hand."

Jonathan handed Eric the pulley rope attached to the barn cellar and motioned for him to help pull the pulley and open the cellar door.

"Crench!"

As Eric pulled the rope, the cellar door was opened.

A puff of dust flew out of it with an unpleasant odor.

Jonathan headed down to the cellar.

"Whoa!"

The canvas covered with a lot of dust was lifted.

A space capsule exuding a faint and quaint light appeared in front of Eric.

"This is......!"

Eric played the "drama" talent just right, and there was a "shocked" look on his face.

"Unbelievable, isn't it? A spaceship."

Jonathan flashes a flashlight on the capsule that brought Superman to Earth.

"We thought the government would come to the door, but no one came to you and Clark."

As he spoke, he picked up a wooden box from the workbench next to him, took out a long black stamp from it, and handed it to Eric.

"This thing came to Earth with you and the spaceship. I once asked a metallurgist to see it. He said that the composition of this thing is not on the periodic table at all."

"In other words, Eric..."

Jonathan's tone became more solemn, "You are not from Earth. You and Clark were both sent to Earth by this spacecraft. You are the answer to the ultimate question - 'Whether humans are the only creatures in the universe'."

Stroking the "Kryptonite product" in his hand and looking at the "S" mark on the seal, Eric was in a mixed mood.

This should be the master key to unlock the Krypton spacecraft that fell to the poles.

The legacy of the Kryptonians is all in that ship.

Eric wasn't too excited about getting the master key easily.

He could feel Jonathan's loneliness and sadness at this time.

Raising his head and looking into his father's eyes, Eric said without any hypocrisy: "Anyway, father, I am your son."

Growing up in an orphanage in his previous life, he who had never felt family affection, gained a lot of warmth in this small farm home.

No matter how indifferent and selfish, hard as a rock, the softness of the heart is still touched by the parents.

So seeing his father's loneliness, Eric couldn't help but stepped forward to comfort him.

Jonathan touched Eric's broken hair, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Of course, you and Clark will always be my sons. But, I believe, you are here for a reason. The various changes you have experienced, there are always One day, you'll think it's helping you grow."

Perhaps it was because Jonathan was relieved to see his younger son let go of his previous indifference and let go of his defenses and show his true emotions to himself.

"Eric, do you know why I told you the truth alone and not Clark?"

Jonathan stroked Eric's hair for a while and asked him.

"because......"

Eric was silent for a moment and said, "You don't think Clark is ready."

"Yes, Clark is not ready, he is not ready how to face the path he is going to choose."

Jonathan, who paused for a moment, said to Eric: "Eric, although you are a younger brother, I hope you can help Clark in the future. You are more mature than him in some aspects, and sometimes Clark will be stubborn like a cow, only You can hold him."

Eric, who was silent for a few seconds, nodded.

"I will, Dad."

......

The night is deeper.

Clark stepped on the soft soil and entered the farm.

He was angry when he left, but now he is in a good mood.

When he walked to the door and touched the doorknob to open the door, he hesitated for a moment.

He took a deep breath, released his hand, and turned to walk towards the warehouse.

There is his secret base there.

Stepping on the creaking wooden ladder to enter the second floor of the warehouse, the broad field of vision is presented directly in front of him.

The dark night sky, the embellishment of stars, the vast wilderness...

Everything looks so wonderful.

Sitting on the chair, I carefully recalled the conversation with the beautiful lady just now.

Driven by anger, Clark ran to the public cemetery and happened to meet Lana, who was worshipping her parents.

The two had the longest conversation since they met.

After reminiscing, Clark fiddled with his telescope, adjusted the angle, and aimed at Lana's house not far away.

Lana in the telescope is standing in the courtyard on the phone.

Watching the other party's frown and smile, Clark's heart beat faster.

"Clark!"

He was using a telescope to peep at his goddess when a familiar voice suddenly came, which startled him.

He raised his head in a panic and saw Eric standing beside him.

He now understands the feelings of his best friends Chloe and Pete a little bit. It's really not a good feeling when someone suddenly stands behind you and startles you.

Before Clark got angry, Eric walked to the edge of the warehouse and looked in the direction Clark was looking at just now.

"She's beautiful, isn't she?"

Eric muttered to himself with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

His biggest hobby now is to tease the adolescent "son of Kryptonian."

Clark's face immediately turned liver-colored.

He knew that his brother's vision had evolved to see objects miles away.

Standing up high, it was easy to see Lana.

Clark felt uncomfortable when he thought of his goddess, being watched by his brother unscrupulously.

Chapter 6 Who stole my lead box

"I remember you didn't like coming here?"

Clark frowned and asked Eric.

Because of the school bus incident during the day, he was still angry with Eric, so his tone was not very good.

"Isn't this your secret base? So I think it's best not to disturb you. Although I can see it wherever I want."

Eric said "meaningful".

Clark's brows furrowed even tighter.

The other party said this, doesn't it mean that if he wants to, even if Lana lives not close, he will see every move in his eyes?

Combined with Eric's evaluation of Lana, Clark had a very bad feeling in his heart.

Wouldn't Eric become interested in Lana too? !

When he was worrying about gains and losses, Eric looked away, shook his head, and said to his cheap brother, "To be honest, Lana isn't for you, Clark."

"You look like the old-fashioned Escalante teacher, commenting on things you don't know well, and then banning anything that doesn't fit your heart."

Clark retorted immediately.

Escalante, the dean of students at Smallville Township High School, is known for trying to eliminate "sex education classes" throughout the school on his first day on the job.

"Mr. Escalante won't be chatting with you in the Fortress of Solitude, Clark."

(Fortress of Solitude: Clark's name for his secret base.)