Superman

Kent Farm, Kansas.

At only seventeen years old, the underage Clark Kent opened his eyes from the bed.

The warm sunshine on the face is another beautiful day.

He rolled over and sat up and ran to the window.

With a "huh", she opened the gauze curtain.

Clark stretched his waist while thinking about the school's upcoming sports meet.

He put on his clothes, walked to the floor mirror, and organized his clothes.

What appeared inside was a tall boy with black hair and a bunch of curly hair.

"Clark, you are going to be late!"

There was a gentle female voice downstairs, that was his mother.

"coming."

Clark stepped on the stairs and quickly descended to the living room.

Reached out and opened the refrigerator, picked up a bottle of milk, and poured it down.

"I have class tonight and you two will do the dinner by yourself. Remember, pizza is not allowed!"

Mrs. Kent cleaned up the tabletop, leaving only a portion of mashed potatoes, vegetable salad and pork chops.

Clark stuck his tongue out, and it looked like his mother had discovered the secret of some pizza with his father.

Mrs. Kent refused any fast food, and firmly believed that it was junk food.

This may be related to her previous experience of working in a fast food restaurant.

After eating lunch, Clark took out a note from his backpack, which was the permit to join the school football team.

If you want to join the team, you need a signature from the parent to get the teacher's permission.

After all, rugby is a collision sport, and the risk of injury is also high.

"Dad, I want to play rugby!"

Clark said in a low voice as if to do something bad.

He handed the permit to his dad, hoping that the other party was in a good mood and could sign a favor.

"Sorry, I can't let you go, Clark."

Jonathan Kent, Clark's father scratched his hair, and after a glance with his wife, he shook his head and refused.

"why!"

Clark looked disappointed and asked loudly.

This is not the first time.

When he wanted to sign up for the baseball team when he was a child, he didn't get his parents' consent.

Later sports such as football and basketball did not have their own place.

This allows Clark to be called a "nerd" by his classmates in school.

Although he is good at homework, he is liked by the teacher.

But he never participated in after-school activities, and he drew a lot of discussion and didn't have many friends.

"You know why, Clark."

Jonathan Kent has a complicated look. His son has been different since he was a child.

At the age of eight, he could lift the jeep parked in the yard.

If you encounter something angry, you can even squeeze the steel with your hands.

Jonathan clearly remembered that once Clark accidentally fell into a grain harvesting machine, it was supposed to be a bloody tragedy.

But when he stopped in a hurry, he ran over and found that his son was safe and sound.

On the contrary, the machine was stuck, and the cutting blade was twisted and deformed, as if it hit some hard object.

Later, Clark grew up a little bit, and he showed more and more extraordinary things.

This made Jonathan feel very worried for a while, afraid that his son's super powers would be discovered by others and regarded as a freak.

The reason why he had such thoughts was because Clark was not the flesh and blood of himself and his wife.

More than ten years ago, a baby in swaddling clothes fell on a spaceship to Kent Farm, bringing a meteor shower that almost destroyed the town.

That was the second time Kansas discovered something similar, and there was another one before.

A huge crater appeared in the cornfield of Kent Farm, which appeared to be the scene of a meteorite impact.

But the police who came to investigate afterwards did not have any remaining debris.

This has also become a mystery in the small town, spawning rumors similar to aliens descending on the earth.

"I will restrain myself, Dad! Cut the speed by half and never run into anyone..."

Clark also tried to persuade his parents, but he still failed to achieve his goal. He could only take up his backpack and walk out of the house with a sense of loss.

The most unlucky thing is that the school bus that he was supposed to get on has already drove away, raising a lot of smoke.

"Did Clark not catch the car? I don't mind taking you a ride."

The sound of car horns brought frustrated Clark back to reality, and a young man wearing sunglasses greeted him.

The other party was sitting on a yellow Chevrolet Camaro with a pull-out appearance, full of confidence that belongs to a successful person.

"Mr. Cavill..."

Clark was a little embarrassed. The young man lived next to Kent's farm and was considered a neighbor.

He heard from his father that Mr. Cavill is a young and rich man in the metropolis, who has a successful career and often appeared on TV news.

"I said, just call me Luke."

The young man snapped his fingers and said kindly: "I'm not much older than you. Come up quickly, otherwise you will be late."

Clark hesitated, opened the door and sat in.

"Cavil first... Luke, are you going back to the town for a holiday?"

This sunny boy took the initiative to find a topic, and the other party spent most of the time in the metropolis, busy with business.

The luxurious villa in the town and the large tracts of land nearby were left vacant.

"I just finished business talks with the Lex Group, and joined the ribbon cutting of your school by the way-I donated a library."

Luke spoke plainly and unadornedly in a flat tone.

"Ah, this...you are so enthusiastic."

The half sentence behind Clark was held in his mouth and turned into a compliment.

"It's just a little thought."

Luke waved his hand, indicating that it was no big deal.

He looked at his little cousin Krypton with a hidden gaze.

The opponent is also a little better than the ribs superman in Flashpoint World, the development of strength, speed and various senses.

A rough estimate is probably staying at the most basic level.

Without training, Clark may not even have the ability to fly, but passively absorb the sun's rays.

"Clark, you don't seem to like sports."

Luke's mouth curled up and said softly.

"I am the main player of the team at your age."

Hearing this, Clark's eyes dimmed.

He is destined to have no way to participate in those fierce and passionate sports competitions.

Just ask, if a guy who can lift a jeep with one hand hits his opponent head-on, what will happen.

"I like reading books and studying astronomy."

Clark whispered.

"My house is quite big, there are a lot of fitness equipment left, you can come and sit when you have time."

It has been a while since Luke came to this time and space, and he found that he came to earth earlier than Superman.

So, by accumulating wealth, he bought the agricultural land around Kent Farm and became the neighbor of Clark's father.

Then ran to the metropolis, relying on the stock market crash and financial securities to quickly accumulate wealth.

No one would hate a generous life, let alone a "free country" where capital is paramount.

Banknotes may not be a universal pass, but no banknotes are absolutely impossible.

"Thank you, Luke."

Speeding all the way to the school, Clark politely thanked him before getting off the car.

He doesn't know why, every time he sees this big, famous young rich man, he always gives himself a sense of intimacy.

"Clark, don't be too polite with me."

Luke waved his hand. He had already flown around the world, trying to get as much information as possible.

At this time, there was no shadow of the Justice League.

Gotham’s Batman, may travel the world at this moment.

Superheroes in other cities are also in their developing stages.

The reason why he stayed in this small town in Kansas was not just for his little cousin Krypton.

The arrival of Superman brought a mysterious meteorite shower at the same time.

Luke even found traces of kryptonite, not just the green kryptonite that can make Kryptonians weak and incapacitated.

Kryptonite of other colors appears to have other functions.

This is a collection worth collecting!

Luke felt that he could become the largest collector of kryptonite besides Lex Luther.

In case you smoke a super template, you can also use it as a snack reserve for entertainment.