"Every student has to complete 30 hours of community service, but instead of choosing to be a lifeguard at the girls' swimming class, I chose to be here, chatting with elderly people wearing dentures. Do you know why, Clark?"
In the nursing home, Pete, dressed in a caregiver's uniform, asked Clark.
"I... I don't know."
Clark kept thinking about the apocalyptic scene he saw last night when he fell into a hallucination.
Ruined buildings, scorched earth, a torn sky, and smoke rising from a distant city.
Eric, exuding an aura of murderous intent and standing as a ruler.
Such shocking and terrifying scenes inevitably led him to ponder.
Could Eric become the ruler of the world in the future?
Given his understanding of his brother, it was indeed possible, both in terms of power and personality.
But why would he, Clark, become Eric's accomplice in the future?
If Eric became a dictator, his own personality would definitely drive him to stop his brother, not join him.
So, what happens in the future?
"Clark?!"
Lost in his thoughts, Clark was jolted by a pat on the shoulder from Pete.
"Sorry, I was a bit distracted."
"You've been distracted since we entered the nursing home. Looks like you're still shaken up from the escape at the Luthor mansion," Pete shrugged.
"I was just thinking about something."
Clark shook his head and quickly changed the subject. "So... why did you give up the lifeguard job at the girls' swimming class to volunteer with the elderly?"
"The real reason is a girl I know is also volunteering here."
Pete winked at Clark, "So, Clark, you'll have to take on about seventy percent of the work here. I need to make some time to talk to the girl."
"I knew it, Pete."
Clark sighed.
"Don't be disheartened, Clark. Chloe often says that true love is called friendship. I value our friendship very much."
"I'd rather not have that kind of 'love'."
Clark retorted.
As they talked, they arrived at the door of the elderly woman's room where they were supposed to read.
Before they could knock, they heard an elderly woman's voice from inside.
"Looks like I have two young men to read with me today. Boys, don't just stand outside, come in."
Clark hesitated but pushed the door open and walked in with Pete.
They saw a kindly old woman wearing sunglasses, sitting on a single sofa, holding a book and smiling at them.
"How did you know there were two of us?!"
Clark asked curiously.
He was starting to believe a bit in what Pete and Chloe had said about her being able to predict the future.
"My eyes may not see, but my ears aren't deaf. I heard the sound of your shoes on the floor from far away."
The old lady slowly took off her glasses and said calmly.
"..."
Clark was rendered speechless by the old lady's calm demeanor.
"Can you really predict the future, Mrs. Cassandra?"
After adjusting his emotions, Clark asked her.
"Hehe, if you're talking about the fortune-telling kind of prediction, then no."
The old woman put down her book and said to them, "Sit down, boys."
Just as Pete was about to sit down, his phone rang.
He took a glance at his phone and said apologetically to Clark, "Something urgent came up, Clark. You stay and keep Mrs. Cassandra company. I'll be back soon."
With that, he hurriedly left.
"What a whirlwind of a young man."
The old woman smiled at Clark and patted the seat beside her, signaling him to sit down.
"What's your name?"
"Clark, Clark Kent."
Clark replied as he sat down.
"Kent, come a little closer."
The old woman waved her hand, signaling Clark to move closer. She then gently took hold of Clark's hand.
As soon as she grasped his hand, Clark felt a warmth spreading between their hands.
Then his right hand began to tremble lightly with the old woman's.
The space in front of him twisted, and his consciousness instantly entered a strange place.
In the pouring rain, Clark found himself standing in a cemetery.
Crack!
A lightning bolt struck from the sky, illuminating the night as if it were day.
Soaked by the rain, Clark looked at the gravestones around him.
Jonathan Kent!
Martha Kent!
The names of his parents were engraved on the prominent gravestones.
Not far away, Eric walked towards him step by step through the torrential rain.
His eyes glowed with a sinister red light, emitting a chilling radiance in the night.
Zzz!
A beam of heat vision shot directly at Clark's chest.
With his steel body, he withstood the heat vision, but the next second, he was blasted away by the immense impact that came with the heat vision, smashing through a gravestone and hitting the ground.
Before he could get up, Eric used his super speed, moving instantly to his side, grabbing his neck and trying to snap it.
Clark's eyes glowed red, and he gritted his teeth, struggling against Eric.
"Ah!"
Roaring in anger, Clark fired a red laser from his eyes, prying Eric's hands off his neck with all his might.
But Eric punched him hard in the face, sending him rolling on the ground with a bang.
Rolling in the mud, veins bulged on Clark's forehead as he fired his heat vision at Eric.
Eric also activated his heat vision without hesitation, and the two beams of powerful energy clashed in mid-air.
"No!"
Breaking free from the vision, Clark stood up, gasping for breath, looking at the old woman in shock and disbelief.
He had seen his parents' gravestones, and Eric trying to kill him...
How was that possible?
Was this... the future?
Is this what my future looks like?!
Clark couldn't suppress his fear and shock, stumbling backward step by step, knocking over a chair in the room with a crash.
"Kent, did you see it too?"
The old woman seemed equally surprised by the incredible scene she had witnessed through her sensory perception.
She shakily extended her hand, "I must tell you, child, you just saw some scenery on your life's journey. It is not set in stone. What you do is entirely up to you. Do not take it as the absolute truth."
"No!"
Clark's emotions were on the verge of collapse. He activated his super speed and disappeared from the room in a flash.
The blind old woman felt a gust of wind, and Clark vanished from the room.
She retracted her outstretched hand, sighed, and covered her face.
She regretted it a little.
After losing her sight, she gained the ability to see certain fragments of other people's future lives, but this ability mostly brought only heavy burdens to herself and others.
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