"Carl, you're back. Your brother has good taste. He also thinks the battle suits I designed for you look great. It's a pity you need to hide your identities; otherwise, you could wear matching suits and fight together..." As soon as Clark entered the spaceship, Jor-El eagerly shared his conversation with Robert.
"Is that so?" Clark's expression remained unchanged, showing no sign of discomfort even though Robert had already spilled the beans. He did not reject Jor-El's kindness nor express his dislike for the red underpants battle suit.
"These battle suits need some reworking for better portability, which I hadn't considered before. Also, the subspace transformation still needs some time..." At this moment, Jor-El wasn't rushing to have Clark try on the battle suits he designed, but rather planning to refine them for better usability.
However, both Clark and Jor-El seemed to have forgotten that Clark's current suit, which he crafted himself, looked strikingly similar to those designed by Jor-El.
"Transforming subspace?" Robert's eyes lit up. He had considered the possibility of misadventures on the Barbaric Island but hadn't found a viable solution, thus previously only arranged for Kong to guard the island.
After encountering the magic academy, Robert thought their warding magic was quite effective, but unfortunately, the academy was destroyed, and the wards, likely originating from angels, were unreliable and thus dismissed by Robert.
Fortunately, no one had breached this subspace yet, thanks largely to the extensive fog outside. Ordinary ships, if they accidentally wandered in, would instinctively want to flee, as unknown waters often signify danger.
"Yes, after the transformation, this subspace will be even more robust and secure, ensuring only we can enter and exit, much like the magic academy..." Clark nodded, smiling at Robert.
"Let's set aside the subspace matter for now. What exactly is going on with that woman?" Robert, noticing Clark's attempt to change the subject, smiled slightly and stared deeply at Clark.
"What could it be? Clark's body's genes felt that she was suitable for him, so he couldn't help but be moved..." Before Clark could find an excuse, Jor-El happily spoke up for him.
"...," Clark's face darkened upon hearing Jor-El's words. He opened his mouth to explain but didn't know how.
Clark felt that he shouldn't have those kinds of thoughts, but he couldn't deny that his physical state was somewhat unusual when with Lois.
"You don't need to mind it; you're also a remnant of the Saiyan race. You should understand these things. From what Carl said earlier, it seems you're with Kara, but your union doesn't truly continue either race..." As Clark fell silent, Jor-El turned to Robert.
"Eventually, your descendants will be like a new race, with more possibilities but no longer purely Kryptonian or Saiyan. So, both of you brothers need to work hard for the continuation of your races!"
"...," Both Clark and Robert looked somber, momentarily speechless. While neither was exactly a paragon of monogamy, neither intended to perpetuate their races alone—that notion was absurd!
Moreover, even authentic Saiyans like Goku and Vegeta hadn't engaged in such behavior, let alone Robert.
"So what are you planning to do?" Robert regained his composure and telepathically asked Clark.
Although Kara was almost persuaded, she hadn't completely fallen for Robert, and he hadn't figured out how to explain things to Diana, especially as delays made explanations increasingly difficult...
Robert wanted to see how his makeshift older brother would handle a similar situation, hoping to glean some experience since Clark had previously claimed to be more experienced—Robert remembered that!
"Why are you looking at me? My problem is much lighter than yours!" Hearing Robert's question, Clark immediately disagreed. Although he felt guilty about his behavior, he believed he could restrain himself better than Robert.
"Really? Kara knows about Diana, but the person who worried because Superman was unreachable today doesn't know, and there's another person ready to contact Superman at any moment..." Robert casually mentioned with a smile.
"You win..." Cornered by Robert, Clark could only sigh resignedly and softly ask, "So, what do you want to do?"
"It's not about what I want to do, it's about what you want to do. Are you really planning to see her?" Robert shook his head, looking seriously at Clark. "I was immature before, and a misunderstanding led to this situation. What about you now?"
"I haven't decided yet..." Clark acknowledged Robert's point. He didn't want to be a scoundrel but had already promised Lois and didn't know how to handle it.
At that moment, Clark understood how Robert felt and why he hadn't sought out Diana for so long.
"Why don't you go find Diana now?" Clark suggested, probing
Robert. "You've always said you didn't have a chance before. Now that you're here with me, you've got both the opportunity and the time..."
"What? You want me to set an example?" Robert glared at Clark, not seizing the chance to visit Diana, "I'm different from you. If I go to see Diana, I won't hide it from Kara. Also, you should bring Kara, Lana, and Martha here. Although he's not your biological father, this consciousness of his is something everyone should get to know..."
"Moreover, the Kryptonian battle suits are not useless. Since they can be carried around after modification, it would be good for Kara and Lana to design their own suits to avoid wardrobe malfunctions during battles..."
Previously, in fights with Kara, Robert often had to match her blow for blow. Although he held back his strength, he still needed to be mindful of the destruction. Kara was a girl, and it was unseemly for her clothes to end up tattered.
However, with Kryptonian technology-crafted battle suits, even if they didn't enhance defense much, being able to prevent clothes from tearing during fights was a useful feature.
"Um..." Hearing Robert's words, Clark felt a twinge of shame. As Superman, he felt overshadowed by Robert's righteousness. After regaining his composure, Clark nodded and then looked at Robert, hesitating to speak.
"Don't worry, I won't tell. You helped me keep secrets before, so I won't expose you now. However, I can't say the same for others..." Robert shook his head, his words clearly indicating who he meant.
Jor-El's AI seemed like it hadn't spoken for years and was unreliable in what it might reveal—eager to talk about anything and everything, and desperately wanting to communicate.
Robert felt that even if he didn't mention Lois, once Kara and others talked to Jor-El, he'd likely spill everything.
Robert wondered if this Jor-El, revered by all on Krypton, really reflected the personality of Kryptonian scientists or if their disposition differed from Earth's.
Clark understood Robert's point and shared his thoughts. If it weren't inappropriate, he'd have liked to pull the family crest key out and prevent Jor-El's AI from appearing...
"Cough, when Kara and the others come, make sure you don't talk about what happened before, especially about Lois..." Helplessly, Clark walked over to Jor-El and spoke quietly.
As for the red underpants suit, Clark had given up. He knew Jor-El would likely boast about it again. Clark decided to use his own embarrassment to divert his family's attention, reducing one leverage Robert had over him.
"Don't worry, I won't mention anything that could affect you!" Jor-El patted his chest in assurance, somehow producing a sound despite being a holographic image.
"I'll be back soon..." Clark finally relaxed, ready to let go of other matters as long as Lois's situation remained hidden.
As for Lois, Clark wasn't sure what he thought. He already had Lana, yet he treated Lois specially—all due to his internal genes!
Soon, Clark left again, and Jor-El wasn't idle. He continued operating the Kryptonian spaceship, simultaneously modifying the new battle suits and transforming the subspace.
Even while multitasking, Jor-El didn't stop. He began chatting with Robert, wanting to know about Clark's childhood.
Robert thought Jor-El wanted to make up for missing Clark's early years, so he began to share stories. However, he didn't realize Jor-El wanted to understand how Clark had found his life's direction without his guidance.
Robert knew only a few significant events from Clark's childhood, most learned from Martha, plus some experiences after Robert's own awakening.
"So it was you..." After hearing Robert's stories, Jor-El seemed nostalgic as he watched Robert. By then, Clark had returned with the Kent and Danvers families.
Kara was initially startled when Clark appeared suddenly, and Robert hadn't returned. But after Clark's quick explanation, she was reassured, and the trio brought the Kent and Danvers couples to the Barbaric Island.
The Danvers couple also came along, considering Jor-El was Kara's relative, and Kara had some memories of Jor-El from her childhood.
"Kara, long time no see..." Jor-El nodded approvingly when he saw Kara. "You've grown even more beautiful than I imagined!"
"Thank you, Joe. I didn't expect you to leave an AI in the key..." Kara didn't look at Jor-El at first. When she saw Robert safe and sound waiting for her, she relaxed and then threw herself into Robert's arms before turning to Jor-El with a smile.
"You must be Kara and Carl's parents. Thank you for raising them so well..." Jor-El
turned to the Kent and Danvers couples, expressing his gratitude.
"They are our children too," the Kent and Danvers couples replied softly, shaking their heads.
As Clark and Kara's relationship bridged the gap, communication between Jor-El and the Kent and Danvers couples flowed smoothly. Although regretful that only Jor-El's AI consciousness remained, they still enjoyed a pleasant conversation.
Meanwhile, outside Earth, a streak of light headed toward the planet, undetected by any technology due to its incredible speed.
Soon, this streak of light entered Earth and landed in front of a house in Missouri. This was not a meteorite or a spaceship, but a striking woman.
The woman was none other than Carol Danvers, the eldest daughter of the Danvers family, also known as Captain Marvel.
"Where's my home? Is my home gone?" At this moment, the impressive Carol appeared somewhat bewildered. The house in front of her matched her memories, but it no longer bore signs of her family living there.
It felt like returning home unexpectedly during a holiday, only to find it completely empty, not even the furniture left behind...
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