[Super Bat] The third type of god

Clark was simply flattered, he didn't understand why the other party would give him great trust, and said without thinking: "Of course, Bruce."

"I..." Bruce looked at him, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Clark was right, he had never confided in anyone, even when Alfred persuaded him to let go of his prejudice against Superman, he quarreled with him.

He hasn't opened up to anyone since his parents passed away, so he doesn't know what to say now.

He seems to have lost even the ability to be a normal person.Bruce smiled self-deprecatingly, and let out a long sigh.

As if seeing his embarrassment, Clark asked patiently, "What did you dream about?"

Bruce saw that Clark was trying to guide him and helped him choose the easiest entry point.

And the more understanding Clark is now, the deeper the guilt in Bruce's heart. He can't forget that he almost killed him.

"I was dreaming about the end of the world," Bruce said.

Clark asked curiously, "The end of the world?"

"And...and Clark." Bruce lowered his eyes, avoiding Clark's concerned eyes.He found sadly that he still couldn't face him calmly.

But the sudden change in his heartbeat didn't arouse the suspicion of this Clark, who blamed Bruce's reaction on sadness and didn't find anything wrong.

Bruce said: "I dreamed of his dead body, I dreamed of a monster that slit my heart and threw me out of the air ... it seemed like an alien creature."

Clark subconsciously held his breath.

Bruce added: "I dreamed that they captured the earth and destroyed humanity, and I seemed to be the leader of the human resistance? So they killed me."

Clark seemed to heave a sigh of relief, a little dumbfounded, and relieved: "It was just a dream, Bruce, you..."

"But I'm worried it's true." Bruce cut him off.

"..." Seeing his serious expression, Clark put away his joking tone and asked tentatively, "Why do you think it's true?"

"Because extraterrestrial civilization does exist." Bruce said, "I'm Bruce Wayne, Clark, have you heard of the Wayne Group? I'm the 'Wayne'."

Clark: "???"

Small town boy directly pupil earthquake.

Of course he knows the Wayne Group!

Although Clark didn't speak, Bruce already knew the answer from his shocked expression.

In fact, on this planet, it's hard to find someone who hasn't heard of the Wayne Group.

Clark was stunned for a long time before suddenly realizing: "You said today that you want to call the housekeeper. Could it be, is it the real housekeeper?"

Bruce couldn't help laughing at his expression, and replied, "It's true."

"Oh my god... no wonder you think I kidnapped you and I should call for a ransom." Clark said angrily.

"Unfortunately, you lost this precious opportunity." Bruce replied casually.

However, he was not in the mood to continue joking with Clark. He pondered for a while, and then said: "So I have obtained some information through my channels, indicating that the earth is likely to be attacked by extraterrestrial civilizations. Clark, maybe you will think this is outrageous , but... I do want to protect this world."

Bruce hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn't say that he was Batman.

He and Clark have only known each other for less than a day, and now is not the best time to confess their identities, at least after Clark becomes Superman.

In fact, he can't wait to confess everything now, tell Clark that he is Superman, and then invite him to join his alliance to eliminate all potential threats and save the world...

But he can't.

He was afraid that if he took a wrong step, it would cause immeasurable disaster.

Clark said, "No, I believe in you, Bruce, and you're capable of it."

Bruce replied with a smile: "Because I said I believe you, so you believe me?"

"No, of course not!" Clark also felt that his speech was a bit naive, and said awkwardly, "You are Bruce Wayne, I mean...forget it."

"Haha..." Bruce couldn't tell why he always wanted to see Clark deflated, but when he talked to Clark like this, it was indeed the moment when he felt the most relaxed.

Bruce was silent for a while, then continued: "I lost my parents when I was eight years old, and we went to the movies that night, and it was Zorro, my favorite. We met a mugger in the alley... ..."

Clark lowered his head, not knowing what to think of.

"When I grew up, I thought I should do something for my city. I didn't want other children to lose their parents like me one night. Later, I realized that it was not enough to protect Gotham. The world is so big, and there is still a lot I can do. Of course, this is what that Clark hoped for. He has been guarding the world with his own strength. I have failed him before he was alive. After he left, I don't want to do this again. Even if what I can do is far less than one ten-thousandth of him, I will try my best, even at the cost of my life."

After Bruce finished speaking, the bedroom was so quiet that a needle could be heard. After a while, Clark said cautiously, "You must love him very much, Bruce."

Bruce: "???"

Gotham prince Bruce Wayne, the dark knight Batman, showed a rare blank expression.

Wait, are you misunderstanding something?

"...he has a girlfriend, Clark!" Bruce clarified in a broken voice, "and they're already talking about marriage, he and I are just friends!"

But it has nothing to do with whether you like him or not.It's not uncommon, Clark thought, to be in love.

He glanced at Bruce's expression, nodded kindly and said, "Okay, I see."

No, you know it, but what does that "sorry I won't expose your scars again" look on your face mean?

Bruce: "..."

Bruce thought silently, no wonder he would become a reporter for the Daily Planet in the future, it would be a pity not to make up stories with this brain power.

At the end, Bruce said again: "Clark, you said just now that you want to find your own value, but I have also found it. But I have already found it. Protecting the world he loves for him is my value."

Clark stared at him with eyes as blue as the sea, and said seriously: "You are an amazing person, Bruce."

[You are not brave, human beings are brave. ]

The words flashed through Bruce's mind, something he had said to Superman once, and he closed his eyes, brushing away the memories, and answered without thinking, "No, I'm not, he is."

Clark insisted, "You too."

Bruce didn't want to continue the childish argument with him, just glanced at him, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Clark. You are right, it is indeed a good way to talk, I believe, you will keep this secret for me ,Is it right?"

"Without a doubt." Clark assured, and asked again, "Do you still want to drink water? I'll pour it for you."

"Oh, no, thanks." Bruce handed him the glass, and Clark got up to put the glass back in the living room.

Clark turned off the light when he came back.

Bruce lay back to his original position, maintaining his back to each other.

Immediately, he felt the mattress next to him sag, and then a big hand brushed away the broken hair on his forehead, and covered it between his eyebrows.

Bruce froze.

Clark was taking his temperature with his hand.

This gesture is too intimate for Bruce, even Alfred has never done it. Only when he was a child, his mother would occasionally touch his forehead.

And Clark's hand was wider and warmer than he remembered his mother's hand, which made Bruce a little at a loss.

He really doesn't know if taking body temperature with hands is just an ordinary action for ordinary people?

But Clark should be able to tell at a glance, without touching his forehead... No, Bruce suddenly thought, now Clark has not shown any superpowers of his own, and he is still hiding another side of himself.

So he is simply using this action to express his concern.

Bruce was in a complicated mood, but Clark quickly retracted his hand, preventing the embarrassment in his heart from spreading.

Immediately behind him came Clark's gentle voice: "The fever has subsided, good night, Bruce, I hope you can have a good dream."

Bruce responded with a "huh".

In the quiet night, two completely different souls lie quietly together, just like night and day, opposite to each other but an inseparable whole.

"Bruce..." Clark suddenly called him in a low voice.

Bruce didn't fall asleep and asked, "What's the matter, Clark?"

"I..." Clark seemed a little hesitant, but he said it anyway, "I think I should be able to help you, Bruce."

Bruce didn't respond and asked, "What?"

"It's what you said before, you want to do something for this world, I think I should be able to help you."

Bruce gasped for breath.

But he calmed down quickly and didn't even turn over.He replied as calmly as possible, "Okay, I see, thank you, Clark. If I need help, I will call you."

But Clark only thought that he didn't believe it, but he didn't explain any more, and just said "good night" to him again.

A night without dreams.

-

Bruce had a rare good night's sleep, and when he awoke, Clark had already made breakfast.

But besides the breakfast, there was also a box with the Wayne Group logo on the table.

"Someone just sent it to the door." Clark said, "Is it your housekeeper?"

"Of course not." Bruce looked at him dumbfounded, "It should be given by the company employee he contacted here."

"That's what I meant."

Bruce winked at him with a smile and opened the case.

In addition to the mobile phone, credit card, and cash that Bruce needs, there is also a computer and medicine for pneumonia.

Alfred always knows what he needs, Bruce thought.

He tossed the wad of roughly $3000 in cash to Clark.

Clark caught it reflexively, and then looked at Bruce in shock: "Why are you giving me this?"

"Lodging fee."

"That's too much." Clark wanted to pull out a few and return the rest, but Bruce stopped him.

"And my living expenses," Bruce said, "do I only live here for one day?"

"..." Clark thought for a while, but still collected the money, which was considered a huge sum of money to him, and said in compromise, "Okay, I'll refund you if you haven't spent it all."

What is there to refund for only 3000.Bruce slandered, the time you fought Zod, I lost [-] million.I really want to save money for me, so you can call lightly in the future.

Because of the heavy snow recently, fishing boats could not go to sea, so Clark could only do odd jobs in the town, while Bruce was at home looking at the information about the spaceship that Alfred sent him.

These materials were not difficult to find. He vaguely remembered that Luthor brought the spaceship back from the North Pole.

Even though he doesn't know why Clark became Superman, according to the timeline, this spaceship is inextricably linked to his becoming Superman.

So he had to ask Clark to go find the ship with him.

But how was he going to get Clark to go with him?

After thinking about it for a while, Bruce felt that the safest way was to pretend that he didn't mean to mention to Clark that he was going to the North Pole to find a spaceship.

If he judged correctly, Clark was also looking for something about Krypton now, maybe he would secretly go with him, which would be great.

But if Clark stayed in Alaska, he would tell Clark what he saw in the spaceship...

As he was thinking, Clark came back and interrupted his thoughts.

Bruce greeted him, "Hi."

"Hey, Bruce!" Clark still had snowflakes on his body. He stood at the door and patted, took off his coat, and hurried towards him, looking a little excited.

Bruce asked, "What's wrong?"

Clark moved closer to him, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, "Do you know what I heard outside today?"

"what?"

"They said that someone found strange things in Ellesmere, and there were reconnaissance planes, like a UFO crash... I think you should be interested."

Bruce: "!!!"

Clark went on to say, "I'm thinking, when you recover from illness, should we go over and have a look together?"

Bruce: "??????"

Yes, that's right, he thought too much.

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