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"Mom, we are back." Clark carried Goukong into the house.

"Oh! My God! What is this?" Martha, who was preparing dinner, turned around with a shovel and saw the appearance of the two people, and said in surprise.

That's right, it's dinner. Who knows that Goukong eats so much? Dinner is prepared starting in the afternoon.

"Oh, it's nothing serious. He was accidentally hit by a car."

"What! Got hit by a car again! No, Clark, this time you have to tell me who hit Goukong. I'm going to help Goukong get justice."

"It's really okay, mother. It was Goukong who violated traffic rules first, and Goukong has forgiven him." Clark said as he carried Goukong into Goukong's room.

"Clark, how can you say such things? Goukong is our family." Martha followed into the room.

"Goukong just fainted. You don't know his physical fitness. It won't be long before he is alive and kicking again, and he will become stronger than before. Maybe he bumped into it himself! Let's let him have a good rest!" Clark said and pushed Martha out.

"Oh, okay then!" After hearing what Clark said, Martha didn't care anymore.

She knew that Gou Kong had a perverted obsession with exercising.However, she also had a headache for Goukong's behavior of exercising crazily and even self-mutilating in order to become stronger.

If Goukong hadn't spoken with normal logic, she would have sent Goukong to a mental hospital.

But there is one thing to say, Goukong's physical fitness is really abnormal, and he will become stronger after recovering from serious injuries.Are all aliens this perverted?I don’t think Clark is so perverted!

But Clark seems to have never been injured and has always been strong.He’s also a pervert!

After thinking about it, Martha continued to prepare dinner.

……

The gaps between the fingers are very wide, and time is too thin, slipping quietly through the gaps between the fingers.Soon it was dinner time.

Jonathan Kent, who came back from working on the farm, sat at the dining table and smoked a cigarette, while Martha put the food on the dining table one plate after another.

"Clark, go check on Goukong and see if he's awake and ready to eat!" Martha shouted to Clark's room.

"Okay, mother." Clark stopped playing with the telescope and walked towards Goukong's room while answering Martha's words.

I don’t know if he is looking for fairies in the Andromeda Galaxy, looking for Magellan in the Magellanic Cloud, or observing Lana’s home opposite.

……

"Clark, you little white guy, you have no strength, you cheat, you can't afford it..." Clark heard Goukong yelling as soon as he walked into Goukong's room.

He said something strange again, and Clark had a dark look on his face.

"Goukong, it's time to eat."

"What, it's time to eat... Ouch..." Gou Kong jumped up immediately when he heard that he was eating, then screamed, and slowly got out of bed with one hand on his waist and the other on his chin.

……

"Goukong, are you injured again?" Jonathan asked casually while smoking a cigarette.

"Um……"

"You're not exposing your ability in front of others, are you?" Jonathan didn't care whether Goukong was injured, and he didn't know how many times this was.He just cares about whether Goukong reveals his ability in front of others.

Because he is more familiar with Goukong's physical abnormality than Martha.Once upon a time, he drove a tiller to the farm to plow the land, but Goukong found out about it and dragged him hard to prevent him from plowing.

He forcibly pushed his tiller to the side, then rolled up his sleeves and started digging in the soil. The speed of turning the ground was beyond the reach of even his own tiller.

Also when harvesting corn, I drove the car to take the corn back to the warehouse, but Goukong jumped out again.He said, "It's not worth wasting gas for such a load of corn." Then he tied the rope in front of the car and told himself to just step on the clutch and control the direction while he towed the car.

After all, I am a farmer, but I am so obsessed with oil!But Goukong refused, saying that it could exercise his body and save fuel.

Then, regardless of whether he stepped on the clutch or not, he was forced to pull up.I have no choice but to step on the clutch to cooperate with him. I can't let him drag out the tires!

One time, Goukong was towing a trailer too fast. When he saw someone in the distance, he suddenly stopped because he had told him not to expose his abilities in front of people. He couldn't brake quickly and was knocked out by him.

At that time, I was scared out of my mind and thought he was dead.We were going to take him to the hospital, but he woke up before he was halfway there.He didn't even go to the hospital for life or death, and even said that if he went to the hospital for such outrageous things, he would be sectioned for study.

Thinking about it, I think it is the same. Goukong and the others are aliens, so it is better to go to the hospital as little as possible, and then prepare to go home and find a doctor to come to check.

As a result, this guy started clamoring to eat as soon as he got home, but he couldn't resist and had to let him eat first. After eating [-]% of the meal alone, he patted his belly in high spirits, not even thinking about being hit by a car.Moreover, I became more energetic when towing the car in the afternoon and seemed to have greater strength.

This is very speechless. Aliens are not considered human beings!Such a dog, God knows!

As for Goukong and the others not to reveal their strong abilities in front of others, Nathan felt that this was necessary, because humans would always reject or even slander people who were different from themselves, especially people who were different from themselves but stronger than themselves.

Goukong and Clark are still young. If they grow up in an environment where they are not accepted, rejected and slandered, they are likely to become world-weary people in the future and embark on the path of crime, anti-social and anti-humanity. Especially for them Or aliens.

……

"No."

"It's fine if you don't."

There was nothing to say here. The family ended their dinner amidst the sounds of dogs slapping cabbages in the air, and then went to rest.

In Gou Kong's room, Clark followed him in: "You promised to write and deliver letters for me and not to default on your debts, right?"

"Am I, an honest, upright person who respects the elderly and cares for the young, who fears harming the life of an ant when he walks and cherishes the moths' sand tent lamps, who would be a defaulter?" Goukong was speechless.

"..." Clark looked like you were talking about something.

"Okay! What kind of flirty love letter do you want?"

"The love letter is also different? How come I didn't know!"

"Yes! Some are dog-lickers, some are domineering, some are liberal arts-oriented, some are science-oriented...which one do you want?"

"What does licking a dog mean?"

"Thinking about what you think, loving what you love, and silently protecting you."

"I want this!"

"..." Goukong was speechless, secretly complaining, "I knew it would be like this, you big licking dog!"

……

Swipe...swipe...

"What do you think of this?"

"Dear Lana:

It was a bit cold last night. I thought there was no one on the street, but I was caught stealing a battery. I wanted to resist, but the policeman told me to be honest and don’t move. I immediately gave up resisting because I remembered you said you liked it. Honest man.

Love you Clark”

"Is this a love letter?"

"Just tell me whether this counts as loving what you love! ---You say you love honest people, and I will become an honest person."

"Am I a bad guy who steals batteries?"

"Haven't you heard of this sentence? Women don't love men unless they are bad. This letter embodies both your badness and your licking. It is guaranteed to make Lana love her to death!"

"I don't care. It doesn't matter if you don't lick it. Anyway, this letter won't work. Please write me a new one immediately." Clark's justice is very online. He can be humble for love, but he cannot turn black for love.