Superman is my primary school classmate

When Clark saw the news, he immediately made a decision in his heart, and made a request with the professor to leave X Academy and go to Metropolis.

I thought the professor would refuse, but unexpectedly, the professor agreed to his request very quickly.

Professor X paused the pen he was writing, "Suggest me to ask a question?"

"what?"

Clark looked at Professor X in puzzlement. The professor's eyes looked at Clark lovingly, without any aggression, but Clark had the illusion that he was almost being seen through.

"Clark, is it really just because of Sean that you decided to go back to the Metropolis?"

His question seemed to make it difficult for Clark to answer. Clark seemed to be worried, his eyes were full of imperceptible meaning, "Of course, Professor, Sean is my friend..."

Professor X stared at the back of Clark leaving, and closed the notepad in his hand. On the cover of the notepad was the record and analysis of mutant investigation ability. Inside was the ability record diary of all the students. Clark.

Professor X has excellent telepathy ability, he can easily enter anyone's brain, it can be said that Clark is a target in front of him who is helpless and opens his door.

But Professor X chose to give up. He smiled and drove the wheelchair to the window. The leaves outside the window were rustling, the sky was dark, and it started to rain.

Because he was going alone, Clark decided to take a taxi to the airport by himself. He booked a flight to the metropolis in the afternoon, just in time to finish packing and be in time.

When I ran into Katie at the downstairs door, Katie was still puzzled, wondering why Clark was going out.

Clark was carrying a simple backpack, as if preparing for a long journey.

"Don't tell me, you're leaving too?"

Clark nodded.

"Hey, isn't it?" Katie pouted, "Sean is gone, and you don't plan to stay?"

Clarke explained: "It's just going back to the Metropolis to sort out some things... At that time, I may come back with Sean."

Katie rubbed her chin, "I'll tell you why you were so weird at noon. Let me guess, Sean has something to do when he gets home, and you're going back to Metropolis. Are you going to find Sean?"

Katie's words hit Clark's thoughts, he smiled, his eyes drifted, "You can also say that..."

"I knew it!"

Katie poked Clark's arm with her finger, and she had a weird smirk on her face that she knew some big news.

At noon, the TV news broadcast the news of Sean's father's disappearance. Clark was a little shocked. He didn't expect Sean to go back in a hurry because of this, but immediately, the mention of Lex's name was what really made Clark a little bit apprehensive.

Clark has known his abilities since he was a child. For so many years, he has restrained himself and lived carefully.Look at other people's faces and learn to distinguish the eyes of those around you.

When he was young, his father Jonathan told him about his life experience, which made him, who has been living in a world of self-loathing, completely subvert his self-cognition.

There is an old warehouse behind the Kent family's farm, which stores the spaceship that Clark took when he came to Earth.

When Clark was still a baby, his parents put him into a small spaceship and crashed into the cornfield of the Kent family. The Kent family, who had no children for many years, adopted him and treated him as their own for many years.

Jonathan saw Clark's entanglement and pain in his eyes, and thought for a long time before telling him the news.

It turns out that there are not only human beings in the universe, there are other races hundreds of millions of light-years away, and Clark's family members in the true sense of blood.

But knowing his identity, what is the use of an alien wandering alone on the earth?

Even with the current technology, spacecraft can carry people into the sky, but they can only reach a few planets adjacent to the earth at most, and it is unknown when they will be able to reach the edge of the solar system.

What can Clark rely on to find his parents?Clan?

In the past few years, he has traveled almost all over the United States, tracking any strange existence, trying to find traces of aliens arriving on Earth, but he found nothing.

But not long ago, he accidentally discovered that there is a kind of mutant with various abilities on the earth.

Their genes are different from normal humans, and they seem to be the closest race to him. Among the mutants, Clark no longer hides his abilities, and the abilities that have been sleeping for more than ten years are gradually beginning to wake up.

It was Clark who left this time, feeling that he had seized an opportunity to take a step closer to his life experience.

Lex Luthor.

Clark remembered the red-haired, slender man with a feminine face and a pleasing smile that Clark felt was nothing more than a mask on his face.

When meeting Lex for the first time, Clark felt a little uncomfortable, thinking it was the illusion of not having a good rest.

And that time in the hospital was what shocked Clark, and he was sure that something was wrong with this guy.

During the brief second or two of contact, which might seem like a split second to others, everything in Clark's world began to slow down.

The second hand on the clock was rattling and moving very slowly, rustling and making strange noises.

There was a roar in Clark's ears, and he saw Lex's mouth slowly opening and closing, his throat twitching, his eyebrows furrowed impatiently, and the hands held by the two were reflected in his eyes, as if something disgusting had been attached to them.

His head was a little dizzy unconsciously, and the beating heartbeat was amplified in his ears, just when Clark thought his head was about to explode, Lex let go of the hands they held.

The feeling of exhaustion suddenly disappeared, all the sounds suddenly returned, the world began to return to its original pace, and the second hand on the clock climbed one frame at a time.

Every time I think back to the scene at that time, Clark's men will involuntarily clenched.

"The guest? The guest... the guest! Here we are!"

The driver reminded the person sitting in the passenger seat with a disheveled face, the meter was buzzing and spitting out receipts, if not for the cars behind beeping their horns to urge him, he would not have dared to speak .

The passenger sitting next to him has been sullen since he got on the bus. He is tall, with tightly protruding arms and bulging muscles. From head to toe, it is written that I am very upset, please don't disturb me.

"A total of 170 yuan..." The driver shivered and handed over the receipt.

The taxi had already arrived at the airport, and outside the window was the bustling crowd of carts. After a trance, he was a little absorbed in thinking about things. Clark smiled at the driver embarrassedly, but found that the driver was shaking even more.

Fearing that it would delay the driver's business, Clark even doubled the tip, but the driver backed away again and again, refusing to accept anything, and stuffed the extra money back into Clark's hands.

Clark looked at the buttocks of the car that disappeared in a flash, and lamented the kindness of the driver.

The driver in the car wanted to cry, but saw that the doorknob on the passenger seat had been deformed and distorted by Clark. Thinking of the money for repairs, the driver felt blood dripping from his heart, "What the hell did I do... "

If all goes well, the original plan should be able to reach the metropolis in the evening, but the sudden torrential rain delayed the flight until nine o'clock in the evening.

It was already the second day when Clark and Sean met.

"teacher."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Scott received the dusty Clark.

After running around all night, Clark's brows were full of exhaustion.

Mia had prepared the room in advance. The first thing Clark did when he arrived in the room was to close all the curtains. The heavy textile curtains could not reveal a ray of light, and only the outline could be vaguely seen in the dark room.

Clark took off his coat and shoes, deftly bypassed the obstacles on the ground, went straight to the bed, fell into the soft cotton bed, and breathed gradually.

In his drowsy sleep, a sound woke him up.

It was the faint breathing of another person.

As if deliberately suppressing his panting, holding back and not daring to speak out, Clark opened his eyes in the dark, and there was a person squatting in front of his bed.

Sean woke up naturally from his sleep, and his stomach kept barking with hunger. He came out and walked to the rest area outside. Scott crossed his legs and sat at the table shaking the newspaper.

"Good morning……"

Scott's gaze shifted from the newspaper to Sean's body. With his blown haircut and eye gum mixed in the corners of his eyes, he looked completely different at ordinary times, "I don't even look at what time it is."

"?"

Sean turned around and found the clock hanging on the wall, it was already past lunch time.

"Snapped."

Scott threw the newspaper on the table, "I have something to go out."

He played down the phone number and didn't know who he was talking to. Before leaving, he reminded, "Clark is here this morning. You have time to visit him. He's next to your room."

When Sean heard the news, he suddenly woke up.

He tiptoed into Clark's room. The room was so dark that he couldn't see clearly. Sean carefully tapped the ground with his feet left and right to see if there was any obstacle. He had better be careful at all times.

"Ouch—"

Sean threw his head on the ground, knocked his knees, let out an exclamation, quickly covered his mouth, raised his head, the person on the bed seemed to be woken up, the shadow arched under the quilt moved and rolled, and let out a burst of raving After that, it calmed down again.

Unable to make any big movements, Sean blushed and hugged his toes. The big toe that was bumped began to twitch, numb and somewhat numb.

Sitting on the ground with a mournful face, blowing on his toes, he moved to Clark's bedside bit by bit, and curled up next to Clark, who was tucked into the mattress under the quilt. He could only see a bunch of curly hair on the top of his head. The ups and downs, the ups and downs.

The author has something to say: Sean: Wow wow wow!Why are you here, are you looking for me? (star eyes)

Clark: Well, there is also a part of the reason... (It seems that I should not tell him the real reason for coming here)

(Lex appears: Hey, blame me for being too attractive

Clark: Shut up! )

Supplementing yesterday's chapter, there will be another chapter later today~~