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Not only does she look younger than me, she also has a female companion... and she is dressed so fashionably.

Could it be that the other party has also lived on Earth for a long time?

But...something seems wrong?

Clark recalled the scene in the abandoned Kryptonian spaceship under the Antarctic ice many years ago.

Deep in Clark's heart, fragments of memories of the lonely Kryptonian spaceship under the Antarctic glacier many years ago surged.

In the dark and cold cabin, the holographic projection of father Jor-El slowly emerged, his face solemn and sad.

"Kal, my boy, you come from Krypton, a world far worse than Earth."

Jor-El's voice echoed in the empty cabin, carrying with it an indescribable heaviness and tragedy.

“And you, you are the last blood of Krypton, the only hope of life in this ruin.

The future of the entire Kryptonian civilization, at this moment, rests on your shoulders."

At that moment, Clark felt unprecedented loneliness and heaviness.

It was a kind of loneliness that seemed to be abandoned by the universe and forgotten by time. It was like an icy blade that pierced deeply into the depths of the soul.

He had looked up at the starry sky countless times, trying to find a sense of belonging in the vast Milky Way, but each time he only gained more confusion and helplessness.

And now, Jonathan's appearance is like the sudden answers to all the puzzles.

Clark had mixed emotions stirring inside him.

Excitement, suspicion, anticipation, but still hidden... there's also a hint of secret fear.

After all, now that one of his own people has appeared, the one who lied is either one of his own people or his father, Jor-El.

But Clark obviously prefers his father more, after all, he is his relative.

I shouldn't lie to him, and there's no reason to lie to him.

As Clark got closer, a smile gradually appeared on Jonathan's lips.

The protagonist of this world, DC's own son, went through so much trouble...

This time I finally get to see him.

"Clark Kent... That's your name on Earth, right?"

Jonathan spoke up.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was like an Oscar winner.

"We finally meet."

Clark on the opposite side was obviously keeping alert, but his inner curiosity had been quietly ignited.

He nodded slowly and responded doubtfully:

"Um...what's your name...are you a Kryptonian too?"

To be honest, Clark has always been a low-key person.

Except for occasionally moving because he couldn't help but expose his abilities, he basically managed to hide himself in the city.

But the "compatriot" in front of him was dressed obviously ostentatiously, and when he walked on the street, he would get 100% of the attention.

No... this gap...

Am I being too cowardly?

In fact, before meeting Clark, Jonathan used the hard currency gold in the system space to exchange for some green heads.

Then he decorated himself and Diana.

Since he had the money, Jonathan certainly wouldn't keep it, so after the mall clerk strongly recommended it, he wore it out.

As for why we don't let radiation come out to imitate...

This can only be blamed on the magical burning effect of Diana's Vulcan Sword, which almost made him kneel down because he was extremely afraid of high-temperature radiation.

It is now absorbing energy from Jonathan's body to heal its injuries.

"You can call me Jonathan."

Jonathan's eyes met Clark's. Indeed, there seemed to be a strange connection between Kryptonians.

It is a sense of belonging inherited through blood.

"Jonathan?"

Hearing this, Clark's expression suddenly became strange.

His adoptive father just happened to be named Jonathan Kent.

Shaking his head, Clark shook off the strange feeling from his mind and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Since the other party came to him, Clark didn't think that the other party went to the trouble to find his contact information just to reminisce about the past.

If it's just to reminisce about the past, why not find him earlier or later, but now?

The more I think about it, the more I feel there is a clue.

"Jonathan... then I'd love to know... how did you find me?"

Jonathan had anticipated Clark's possible reaction, and slowly took out a badge-like metal object from his pocket, which was engraved with Kryptonian characters.

This was a token that Jonathan specially asked Zod to order before setting off, just to prevent any identity authentication issues from happening.

I didn't expect it would come in handy right now.

"This is our Kryptonian identity certificate. You can confirm it."

Clark examined the badge and found it was indeed very similar to the Kryptonian writing he had seen on the spaceship.

But Clark, who had already been assimilated into the Earth Online attributes, obviously would not completely let down his guard just because of a seemingly credible piece of evidence.

He wanted to go back to the spaceship under the Antarctic glacier to find his father's consciousness for confirmation.

"I think I need a moment to confirm."

Thinking of this, Clark organized his words and spoke.

"After all... this is just our first meeting. We may have more to talk about in the future. But I have something to do today, so I may have to leave in a hurry."

No way...this Dachao doesn't look like he's easy to fool?

Jonathan was a little surprised. The image of Superman in the original movie was that of a kind and honest man, without much scheming...

But you're right, it's just a movie after all, and it's still very different from real life...

It's normal to be cautious.

So Jonathan nodded, obviously understanding Clark's thoughts, left a contact number, and then took Diana out of the park.

Since Superboy has said so, Jonathan shouldn't stay here and waste time chatting awkwardly. It would be better to go out and play with the beauty...

Clark was also anxious to return to the newspaper, so he asked for leave from his editor-in-chief, and then flew to the Antarctic spacecraft to find his father's consciousness to confirm the authenticity of Jonathan's identity.

But what no one knew was that in a hidden corner not far away, there was a low-key black vehicle.

Butler Alfred was silently observing the entire scene through a high-powered telescope, and told his master what he observed truthfully.

After learning the news, the master flew from Gotham City to Metropolis on a private plane that night without any hesitation.

He just waited outside the Daily Planet with his equipment, waiting for Clark to get off work.

The main idea is to sit back and wait for something to happen.

Nine p.m.

When Clark took a leave and walked out of the newspaper building, carrying his briefcase, he walked into an alley.

Bruce, dressed in a bat costume, had quietly followed him.

The streets were crowded with cars and pedestrians, but Bruce was like a lurking ghost, following silently behind them.

Each of his movements was carefully calculated to ensure that he could maintain just the right distance from Clark so as not to alert the enemy.

But what Bruce didn't know was that Clark, the person he was following, a seemingly ordinary "reporter" who was a social animal, was not an ordinary person at all.

No matter how noisy the street is, the louder the decibel level of the horn.

Clark's abnormal hearing, which could cover an entire block, keenly captured the unusual movements behind him at the same time.