[Zhongyingmei] An alien cub fell from the sky

Clark quickly adjusted to life in the small town.

To be precise, it's not adaptation, because Clark grew up in a small town, spent more than half of his life in a small town, and never really left the town.

I sleep until I wake up naturally every morning, and after brunch, I go to the farm for a walk to see if there is any work to do. If there is no work, I do some handwork by myself, or go for a walk in the town, and it is almost noon.

Midday on a weekday is usually the time when the Kent family is at their smallest.Connor, Billy, and Damian were all in school, and Jason was thrown to be classmates with Connor and the others.Carl is the chef in the watchtower, Martha is busy with short-term business in the small town, and Jonathan, as a full-time house cook, naturally has to deliver lunch to Martha.

So Clark inherited the fine tradition of the Kent family, and flew to Wayne Manor on time at noon every day.

When Clark flew to Wayne Manor, he carefully observed the clouds before landing directly in the manor.

Superman's private visit to Wayne Manor is nothing, at most it's just a lot of lace news.But he is not wearing a Superman uniform now, and he still needs to pay attention to the confidentiality of his identity.

After entering the door, there was still no movement in the manor, as if there was no one there.Clark wasn't surprised at all, at this point, Damian was going to school - or he sent him to school in the morning - Tim was also going to school, Jason was currently living at Kent's house, and Dick had moved out temporarily.

Of course, the premise that there is no one there is that all the automatic defense devices in Wayne Manor have identified Clark and automatically disarmed him.

Oh, by the way, and Alfred, the old butler may be one of the people most in favor of Clark giving up his superman status. In Alfred's words——

"There should always be a normal person in this family. Master Kent has set a good example for you. Master Bruce, I don't think you need to look at me with that kind of eyes anymore. I understand the standards of normal people very well. "

Few people realize that in the ten years before Bruce's return, Alfred was able to keep most of the interests of the Wayne family under the watchful eyes of black and white wolves, and Alfred was obviously far from the standard of "normal people" Far.

In short, after Clark took over the important task of waking Bruce up at noon every day, the old butler happily handed over all the keys of Wayne Manor, intending to take a vacation that he had saved for more than ten years.

"B, it's noon, it's time to get up, uh..." Even Clark was still surprised when he opened the master bedroom door, "You should know that you are not a real bat, right? I mean, there should be no mutation yet ?”

There was no response. Every door in Wayne Manor couldn't stop Clark holding the key, but Bruce might feel that he could still struggle a little longer. A pile of black shadows is the level that ordinary people will definitely wrestle when they walk in.

Clark sighed, ignoring the deliberately arranged obstacles, and walked towards the bed. With super vision, he could clearly see that there was no one on the bed.

Bending down to fish it out, Clark fished out a rolled up large quilt from under the bed, threw it on the bed, and at the same time opened the curtains, letting the sunlight dispel the darkness in the room——Designed by Wayne Manor The author used to be the top architect in Gotham and even the United States a hundred years ago, and the master bedroom has excellent natural lighting.

"Damn it, you're cheating!"

There was an angry murmur from the queen-sized quilt, and the quilt was gripped a little tighter.

"I never promised not to use my super senses," Clark said confidently, "Also, B, this is the third time you've hid under the bed this week, and I don't need a clairvoyance to know."

"You're murdering!" Bruce was wrapped in the quilt, as if he couldn't see the sun, "I last night..."

"You didn't go to bed until early last night," Clark said while packing the things on the ground, "you dealt with a gang smuggling, you didn't go to bed until four o'clock in the morning, and you fell asleep at four ten, but it's almost twelve o'clock now, sleep time That's enough, don't stay in bed B, poor Lucius, he's been waiting two hours for your meeting."

"Lucius is not as stupid as you. When he waits for 10 minutes and hasn't seen me, he will realize that he doesn't have to wait any longer." Bruce crawled out of the quilt after all, he knew that if he didn't act , something terrible happens—

Clark would hold him to wash up like he was urinating a child!

That's too shameful, a level of shame that even Batman can't stand, let alone Bruce, an ordinary playboy.

In terms of shame level, I'm afraid it has completely reached the Yeyi level, and only Yeyi can happily accept it.

"Damn super hearing, damn aliens," Bruce was still muttering after coming out of the bathroom, "Four in the morning? That's an invasion of privacy!"

Clark looked at him complicatedly, seriously?privacy?Batman?

Of course, Clark didn't intend to justify anything, because he didn't want Bruce to realize that the problem wasn't super hearing, the problem was that he didn't sleep at four o'clock in the morning...

Theoretically speaking, Kryptonians do not need to sleep, but every Kryptonian in the Kent family has developed the habit of sleeping. When there are no special circumstances, their daily routine is no different from that of ordinary people—except for 996 social animals. , The sleep schedule of Kryptonians is much better than that of social animals.

But Clark has been a little...too addicted to the game lately.

There is no way, suddenly unloading such a big burden as Superman, and just resigned from the Daily Planet, Clark is a little too lax.In addition, the current game is too much fun, and Clark was fascinated by it accidentally.

Strictly speaking, Clark is not a fanatical electronics enthusiast, otherwise he would have been stuck in the Fortress of Solitude all day, and the level of technology in the Fortress of Solitude is much higher than that of Earth.But in fact, Clark enjoys the fun of interacting with people more. He will use the electronic devices on the earth as much as possible to experience the fun of an ordinary player.

For example, the popular Goodness glasses and the latest VR glasses have been equipped with many popular games. Many people are playing Teen Titans and even Justice League. Clark was also dragged into the pit by Connor.

In contrast, Jonathan prefers alien technology to the alien Clark.No way, in the few years when Jonathan first traveled, the earth technology was too backward compared to before his time travel, and no amount of money could buy a smartphone at that time.So after Clark came to the earth in a spaceship, Jonathan finally found something happier than the air-conditioned WIFI watermelon back then——

Nano-level air control center, holographic projection and submerged virtual world, and a big melon grown by myself!

After getting Bruce out of bed, Clark's mission is complete, because Bruce's hobby is to sleep in rather than sleep after lunch, this is what Alfred said, very authoritatively.

So Clark's daily task during this time is to wake Bruce out of bed on time at noon - but sometimes Clark is also the culprit for Bruce's inability to sleep at night - and then make sure that the young master will not starve himself to death.

After that, there will be nothing for Clark. Bruce may go to the company, he may go to work in the Batcave, and he may go directly to the watchtower on duty.After deciding to give up his Superman identity, Clark has been deliberately restraining himself. He will not even go to the watchtower if it is not particularly necessary. To see old friends, he also goes as "Clark Wayne Kent".

Today's Bruce seems to be planning to get rid of the board of directors that Lucius has ordered, put on his uniform and prepare to go to the watchtower to be on duty, and then teleport back at night to go directly to the night patrol.

"Do you want me to pick you up tonight?" Clark helped Bruce clear the tableware. This was the "takeaway" he brought over. After all, Carl had almost returned to the farm at this point, and there should be nothing left on the watchtower.

"If you plan to host this month's battle damage report by the way, of course you can," Batman said.

"B, we have discussed it many times," Clark shook his head, "Arthur is doing very well now, isn't he?"

That's right, it is Aquaman who acts as the interim chairman, because Batman is just a consultant, and Wonder Woman is unwilling to do these things. With her lifespan, it is estimated that she will not be able to remove it if she is stuck.

"...I'll find evidence." Batman glanced at Clark and turned away, still thinking that something must have happened to Clark.

But no one knows, deep in Batman's heart, is there such a possibility... I think it might be better to be like this now?

Clark didn't know it, but he and Bruce had far more than this one fight, and each one had been resolved, and he believed it would be the same this time.

Back at the farm from Wayne Manor, Clark usually spent the afternoon writing something, essays, articles, editorials, even novels, everything.

Don't forget that Clark himself is a reporter who lives off the pen, and the reporter has done a good job.In fact, Clark's writing style is quite good. Not only did he have many popular pseudonyms in the forum created by Martha and his friends in the early years, but he also mixed well in the vest trumpet in the official Justice League forum, and published too many A popular post that is often pinned to the top, such as "Why Superman is Faster than The Flash", "Rational Discussion on the Difference in Combat Power between Green Lantern and Superman" and so on.

In fact, without Superman's mission, even without super speed cheating, Clark can still rely on various manuscript fees to support himself and live a leisurely country life.

After that, Clark would take Krypton for a walk (near the moon) before dinner, to release the dog's excess energy, so as not to cause any trouble in the spring.

When dinner started, it was the busiest time of the day for the Kent family.