Marvel: Son of Tomorrow

"Hank, what's going on?"

Jean pushed Charles here, and Charles immediately looked at Hank. As for Rogue, Bobby and others, it was lucky that they didn't collapse on the ground in fear when faced with such a situation. How could they stay rational and explain such a situation?

"Clark woke up and said that his abilities could be restored by exposure to sunlight, but I didn't expect that this was his method."

The Beast quickly explained everything he knew, but that couldn't dispel everyone's worries. Not only were they worried about whether there would be problems with Clark absorbing such a large amount of solar energy, but if such a large amount of energy ran wild, the entire academy could be razed to the ground.

As more and more students are attracted by such scenes.

Feeling the panic gradually rising in the hearts of these children, Charles finally couldn't sit still anymore. He planned to use his psychic ability to enter Clark's mind. Without saying anything else, he wanted Clark to stop.

But just when she was about to do so, the golden light disappeared in an instant.

Instead of being reflected to other places, it was all absorbed into Clark's body.

Clark, who had returned to his original state, slowly fell from the air. Looking at the shocked eyes of the crowd, he finally realized how shocking his behavior just now was.

"Um...hello everyone?"

Clark behaved very normally. Although he possessed great power, this power did not hurt anyone and he was completely controlled by the opponent.

As long as this can be achieved, these mutant children will naturally no longer be afraid of Clark.

"Cool! What's your ability? Why is it so cool?"

I don't know who started it, but soon after, Clark was surrounded by many students because of his cool abilities, and they asked him all kinds of questions.

They are all young people with abilities of their own, plus the X-Men in the academy.

Many of them were in the habit of reading superhero comics, and soon, some people associated Clark's abilities with Superman in the comics.

"Your name is Clark, and Superman in the comics is also called Clark. Could it be that you two are the same person?"

"Haha... maybe..."

Although the other party has already given the answer, Clark couldn't possibly spread his identity around like that. The Superman in the comics had to use super hypnosis in the early days to make it difficult for people to tell his true identity. He was only 8 years old, so how could he be so high-profile?

Seeing that Clark was a little embarrassed, and also because he was interested in Clark's abilities, Charles pushed the wheelchair slowly forward.

"Alright everyone, stop bothering Clark. You still have plenty of time in the next few days. As for now, Clark just finished surgery, let him rest."

Charles' reputation in the college is almost equivalent to that of the father of all the students here.

It is impossible for the academy to force mutant children here. For this reason, the children who come here are basically rejected by the surroundings and choose to run away from home, or because their families are afraid of them, they take the initiative to contact Charles and choose to give up the child.

They were all people who were abandoned by their original lives, and Charles gave them a brand new life.

Naturally, they all respected and appreciated Charles immensely and listened to him.

After Charles spoke, the crowd quickly dispersed and Clark breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to deceive others. On the contrary, these students always guessed the correct answer, and he couldn't deny it directly.

"It's great, Clark, that you can control your powers."

Clark turned around and realized that it was the little rascal who said this.

"It's okay. My ability is like an instinct. It's not particularly difficult to control it."

The little rascal never talked about his past, so Clark naturally didn't know much about it, nor did he realize how much harm such an answer would cause to the other party.

"Well, I wish you a happy life in the future."

When Clark realized that the little rascal was in a bad mood, he had already turned around and left, still followed by John and Bobby.

"Little rascal..."

Clark didn't know what he said wrong, but he could feel that the other person was in a very bad mood.

"Clark, could you please come with me?"

At this time, Charles also invited Clark to come over. After thinking about it, Clark finally decided to find time to chat with the little rascal later. As for now, he wanted to see what the professor wanted to say to him.

Back to the basement again, this time, almost all the X-Men, including Logan, were here.

"Kid, you never told me you had super powers."

The first person to speak was Logan, but there was some complaint in his tone. If he had known earlier that Clark had super powers, he would not have been so worried.

"I'm sorry Logan, my superpowers were restricted due to some problems before, and I couldn't use them all the time. I'm just recovering now."

Logan didn't think about it too deeply. He remembered that Clark's home was in New York, but he appeared in Kansas. This already proved that Clark was not a simple person, but he just didn't think about it too much.

And then, Charles spoke.

"Kid, you are very aware of your abilities, so can you tell me, are you a mutant?"

There are people with super powers in this world, but not every person with super powers is a mutant.

However, today's society does not care about this little difference, because the mutant group is the largest group among people with super powers, so basically every person with super powers, no matter how they were born, will be regarded as a mutant.

But Charles still wanted to know whether Clark was a mutant or not. He wanted to get the answer from Clark. Unless it was necessary, he was unwilling to use his psychic powers directly to get the answer.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not a mutant... I'm not even... a human..."

Clark's answer shocked everyone, but they did not interrupt immediately. Instead, they waited for Clark's next words.

"I only found out the truth a while ago. Before that, I always thought I was just an ordinary human being, just a little bit outstanding in some aspects. Have you read the comics? It's the comic series called Detective Comics."

Scott nodded. He had also read this kind of comic when he was a child. Then he suddenly realized.

"Could it be..."

"That's right, Detective Comics is not completely fictional. There really is a world with Superman, Batman and other superheroes. And I am obviously... the Superman who hasn't grown up yet."

Fearing that the other party would not believe him, Clark also demonstrated his superpowers, precisely controlling the heat vision that would not cause damage to shine on the ground in front of everyone, and the breath he blew could directly condense a layer of frost on the wall. He used the biological force field to offset gravity and fly.

When these scenes appeared before everyone's eyes, no matter how unwilling they were, they could only believe the fact that the child in front of them was a little superman.