I almost ruled the world

Silence, a long silence.

Clark Kent, aka Superman, didn't answer her.

At this moment, Martha Kent's footsteps sounded and she returned to the room.

She held a bundle of clothes and a few new towels in her hand, "Some of these clothes belong to me, some belong to Clark when he was a child, and they are all clean... Because I don't know your size and preferences, I didn't buy them for you without authorization." .Tomorrow, let’s go to the department store in town together.”

Brianna took the clothes gratefully, "Thank you, I don't need to buy new clothes, these are good enough."

"How is this possible?"

Martha looked at her in disbelief, "All girls deserve the best clothes, especially a girl as beautiful as you. These are just temporary clothes for you today, you don't have to worry about money, the government has Adequate subsidies for all foster families.”

"But..." Brianna glanced at Clark timidly, but hesitated to speak.

Martha looked back at her son in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"—It's nothing." Brianna interrupted Martha's question, and said a little lonely, "I'm not worthy."

"Oh, God!" Martha looked at her with some sympathy. "How can you be unworthy? Don't worry, we will take good care of you. You deserve all the best things in the world."

Brianna didn't answer, but asked cautiously, "Don't you know about that?"

"What is it?" Martha was very confused.

Seeing Brianna put her gaze on Clark, Martha followed her gaze and looked at her indifferent son again.

This made Martha a little dissatisfied, saying that he was the one who applied for a foster family, but he turned out to be so careless.

What a kind and lovely girl!

On the other hand, Clark wanted to hide from his mother that Brianna was the girl who almost ruled the world.

Because he planned to bring her back to the metropolis immediately after his annual leave was over.

Unexpectedly, Brianna took the initiative to expose this matter.

"Mom, come out with me." Clark patted Martha on the shoulder, and then walked downstairs first.

Martha looked at Clark's back, then at the bewildered little girl beside her.

She touched the little girl's head affectionately, "I'll be right back."

"What's going on, Clark?"

"Don't worry about her, Mom." Clark sighed, "I'll take her to Metropolis in a few days, and she'll be out of here soon."

"Why?" Martha looked puzzled, "You're so busy, I can take care of her, and you can go back to the metropolis to continue working, and it happens that I live alone... You know, lonely."

"No." Clark frowned, "I'm worried, and she's not as well-behaved as you imagined, to some extent, she's even extremely dangerous—"

"Clark!" Martha interrupted him in disbelief, "She's just a 16-year-old girl, how can you describe her like that?"

"You don't know how many buildings she damaged, how many people she hurt directly or indirectly. She is like me without you."

Martha suddenly reacted, she covered her mouth, "You mean, she is the one from a while ago..."

"Yes." Clark nodded.

"..." Martha was silent for a while, "Oh, then she... must have experienced a lot."

Clark was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect his mother to say that suddenly, and he fell silent.

"I still remember when you were a child, because you could hear all the voices from the world, you hid in the school tool room in fear..." Martha paused, waved her hands and then looked at him steadily, " I shouldn't bring this up, but it occurs to me that maybe you're her guardian for a reason, Clark."

"At least, you need patience and love." She reached out and touched Clark's cheek tenderly, looking at him with relief, "It's hard, but look at you, my son. We know it's all worth it. "

we.

Clark thought of his adoptive father, Jonathan, and his expression was slightly touched, but he quickly lowered his eyes again.

"You're right, but maybe it's too late for her... I have to bring her with me, because no one knows how long her seal will last, and I can't take any chances."

"It's never too late, and she already knows she's wrong."

"No one can guarantee whether Brianna Byers is really wrong - we cannot bear the consequences."

"Hey, Clark."

Martha looked a little frustrated, she took a deep breath, "Since I can't change your mind, I hope you can stay for a few more days."

Briana's lips curled up mockingly.

Superman didn't believe her, which she had expected.

So she has to make everyone around Superman believe in her first.

Brianna was just a poor, love-hungry girl who had done something wrong, but she knew it was wrong now.

How can Superman demand that a girl who is not yet an adult never do or miss a thing?

Faint voices came from downstairs, but unfortunately Brianna had lost her strength at this time and could no longer hear clearly.

But this is her innate ability, why seal her?

Fate destined her to rule the world, so why should she defy the will of the world?

The voices downstairs gradually quieted down, and Brianna watched the two of them go back upstairs.

There was still no expression on Clark Kent's face, but Martha Kent looked at Brianna with a softer expression, fearing that she would hurt her just with his eyes.

"Son, you can do whatever you want here, maybe you can get familiar with the environment here first." Martha said cautiously.

Brianna was not curious about the environment here, but seeing the expectation in the other party's eyes, she nodded.

There are three floors and a basement.There is a living room, kitchen and toilet on the first floor, and a large warehouse is opened at the back door.

There are three rooms and a bathroom on the second floor; the third floor is an entire attic.

Under the surveillance of the other party, he naturally couldn't break into their room and obtain any information from it.

So Brianna went up to the third floor attic.

A young man can be clearly seen in the attic.Traces of the boy's life.

She picked up a picture book at random, and a childish boy happened to be drawn on a certain page. He was wearing a red cloak with his hands on his hips, and behind him was a familiar house. On his left and right sides were a man and a man. female.

Presumably the boy was Clark Kent, aka Superman.

A man and a woman are his adoptive parents.

The jagged sun hung high above the drawing paper, and everyone had exaggerated smiles on their faces.

It was as if the world had never been dark.

Damn, I'm really envious.

Obviously Clark Kent is also an alien with extraordinary abilities like her, why didn't his adoptive parents abandon him?

Clark Kent became a god on earth.

Brianna Byers is the villainous supervillain.

This is so unfair.

If she had had such a "Martha"...would everything have been different?

But there are no ifs, as if her adoptive parents drew a gun and shot her in the head, she would not treat it as if it never happened.

She was about to roll back when a hand held her silently.

Brianna looked back in surprise, and there was no doubt that it was Clark Kent.

"It's just a boy's drawing when he was bored." Obviously, the other party didn't want her to keep flipping back.

"But these paintings are beautiful, and I like them very much."

Clark Kent was slightly taken aback.

Briana smiled at him. "I see a happy boy."

"It's not as happy as you think."

He lowered his eyes slowly, as if thinking of something unhappy in the past.

Brianna's heart was throbbing with the venom of pantothenic acid, she wished for the pain of this man who was favored by everyone.

But she couldn't show it, but slowly took his warm and firm arm, and Brianna vaguely felt that the man was feeling sad for the adoptive father who had never been seen until now.

"But everything will be fine, won't it? As long as we always remember."

Clark Kent looked at Brianna with a hint of confusion. After a long time, he frowned and retracted the arm held by her, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Thank you."

His thanks were still tinged with alienation.

But Brianna was not annoyed, but looked at him with a slight smile.

She wouldn't just give up like that.