"Game?"
Jeremy raised his palm as if hearing some joke.
On the palm, there was a terrifying scar left by a steel nail piercing through.
"After being crucified on the cross, Jesus bore all the sins of the world and ascended to heaven."
'Crackling sounds'
While speaking, his palms emitted intense and dazzling electric currents, which made the workers' eyes widen and their hair stand on end.
"Seventeen years later, I returned to the world. God gave me this ability to wash away your sins!"
"Since you like games so much.
Now, let's play another game!"
Jeremy walked up to him, step by step like an approaching god of death.
"Ahhh!"
The window was illuminated by lightning, accompanied by piercing screams.
Ten minutes passed when a thin figure put on a hood and left coldly.
In the car repair shop, a body that was tortured and turned into coke was lying quietly on the ground, no longer flamboyant, no longer contemptuous, curled up into a ball, as if returning to the state of a baby.
...
Crack!
Jonathan opened the barn door.
The smell of stale rot mixed with damp rice paves the surface.
It was a classic plot, David already knew what was going to happen.
"Clark is about to learn his life experience."
He rarely restrained his casual expression, looked at the bewildered Clark beside him, and felt a little worried in his heart, not sure whether he could accept the truth.
With David around, especially since he had just been born, there was no good reason for Jonathan and Martha to adopt another child.
The couple secretly adopted Clark, claiming that they were brothers.
"What are you talking about, father?"
Clark's heart was gripped by inexplicable panic, and he began to regret that he should not have lost his temper with his parents just now.
His Father and mother are also good to him and want to protect him.
He knew everything, why couldn't he control himself just now?
"This is something your parents left you, Clark."
Jonathan took out something from an unremarkable old box, with a heavy expression and a hint of sadness, and turned to Clark in a dull voice.
Something like a long stone seal, dark in color, with an s embossed on its head.
"Parents?"
Clark couldn't believe what he heard, his face turned pale, he looked at the long black thing, and didn't dare to reach out to touch it, like facing a fragile bubble, afraid that if he stretched out his hand, he would break it, some things are irretrievable.
"Father, this joke is not funny."
Why, why didn't his heartbeat speed up even though his father was lying?
"The key to the Fortress of Solitude?"
David frowned and looked away from the key.
Watching Clark's reaction, worried that he would be overwhelmed by the sudden news.
For ordinary people, it is unbearable to suddenly learn in one day that the parents who love them are not their biological parents and have no blood relationship.
"If you find out that you are an alien again..."
David suddenly remembered a sentence from a pale and crazy person.
To drive a man crazy, all he needs to do is give him a bad day - the Joker.
"Probably not?" His eyelids trembled.
It's really a deadly joke to develop a Joker Superman.
Squeak.
Opening the cellar again, Jonathan led the two sons down and lifted the things covered by a canvas.
After the dust flew up, a small spaceship appeared in the sight of the three, with a streamlined shape and the size of a cradle, it seemed that it could only accommodate a baby.
"No."
Looking at the spaceship that shouldn't have appeared on the farm at all, Clark stepped back two steps as if struck by lightning.
"Father, don't do this to me."
His expression was stiff, almost pleading, looking at Jonathan like a child about to be abandoned.
"Clark, in fact, you are the adopted son of me and Martha."
Looking at his son's reaction, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, but the words had reached this point, and Jonathan couldn't stop anymore. The short-term pain is better than the long-term pain, and he gritted his teeth and said the truth.
"You are from an alien planet. We picked you up in the meteorite shower more than ten years ago."
Clark felt as if he was stepping on a cloud, his head was dizzy, and he felt that everything in front of him was about to leave him.
"What about David?"
Suddenly he saw David as if grabbing a life-saving straw, he asked hastily.
Don't tell him...
"David...is my and Martha's biological son."
Seeing that there was almost no expression of astonishment on David's face, Jonathan was puzzled, thinking that he was still thinking that all this was fake, But at this time, he didn't care about David, hesitated for a while, and told the cruel and hurtful truth.
"No, no!"
"All of this is false, and I will never accept it."
Gritting his teeth and growling, Clark, with red eyes, turned and ran away almost madly, like a wounded beast.
He wanted to escape from this lie, from this heart-wrenching reality.
Swish!
At a speed far exceeding the speed of sound, Clark left the cellar as if fleeing for his life, and disappeared.
"Son!"
Jonathan wanted to catch up anxiously, but as a mortal father, how could he catch up with the Son of Krypton, he had no choice but to stop by the cellar door, looking at the empty barn, feeling sad in his heart.
"Clark will figure it out, father."
Seeing his father's distraught appearance, David couldn't help being a little touched. He had never seen such an expression on the stubborn and courageous Jonathan.
He stepped forward to support his father and comforted him.
"I don't believe he would abandon our family."
"David, why aren't you surprised at all?"
Jonathan looked back wearily.
"We only have a few houses in our family, and Clark is so abnormal..."
In fact, David didn't know why Clark hadn't discovered the spaceship in the cellar for more than ten years, especially when he was a child who was most curious about exploring and climbing up and down.
He'd sneaked in here to check it out when he was a few years old.
"It's a real spaceship after all."
"I see." Jonathan looked as if he was a few years older, doubting whether the action just now was correct, he was helped to sit down on the steps and unexpectedly patted his son on the shoulder.
"David, my son, you are doing very well."
His voice was hoarse, and he looked at his son who was very sensible since he was a child and did not show any strange eyes because of this.
"Where Clark is from, it doesn't matter whether he is an alien or not. The important thing is that he is our family and a brother who grew up with you."
"Don't blame him for reacting so violently, he just couldn't accept it for a while..."
" I'll go get him back." Seeing his father talking in a trance like this, David frowned and got up to leave.
"If, I mean if..." Jonathan paused, and said in his mouth: "If Clark doesn't want to come back for a while, don't force it."
He received two bad news in one day, and his past life as the biological son of Kents was denied. He could imagine the impact on his elder son.
"I will."
David nodded to his father.
But he didn't think so in his heart, secretly said.
"If you can't convince Clark.
In the current situation, I have to give Clark a face-shattering punch to calm down."