"What is this, doctor? A comet or an asteroid?"
General Lane walked into the observation room quickly, and Dr. Hamilton answered him very quickly: "Comets don't correct their course, General."
"Before some amateur stargazer sees it and causes panic, I want you to take a good look."
"I don't know why, but the ship seems to be sending itself into lunar orbit."
"Have you tried to get in touch with him?" General Lane asked.
"They haven't responded yet."
"But my personal guess is that whoever was operating the spacecraft was trying to make a spectacular landing."
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Early morning.
Clark appeared on the hillside next to his farm, his blue tights reflecting his red cloak.
He raised his head and let the moonlight caress his handsome face that was as sharp as an ancient Greek demigod.
He unfolds his biological stance and blocks all other people's perceptions. If someone looked from a distance at this moment, they would only see a blurry mosaic, suspended in mid-air about two feet above the ground like a mist.
He floated to a tombstone.
It read: "To Jonathan Kent, beloved husband and father."
Clark slowly landed on the ground, then sat cross-legged on the grass like an ordinary Kansas boy.
The evening breeze stirred the tall grass around him, creating waves like a tidal wave.
The moon is visible in the breeze, and the waves are silent.
"Hey, Dad."
He smiled weakly at the tombstone and waved as if someone was actually sitting there responding to him.
The young Superman was talking to the remaining shadows on the dust.
"I just came back from the North Pole, Dad. Our Daily Planet team just returned to Metropolis in the early morning, and I just put down my luggage."
"I'm sorry for coming here so late. You've always been more of an early to bed and early to rise type. But...I...I want to talk to you. I just want you to know."
Superman covered his face.
"I'm sad, Dad. I don't think I might be able to do it."
"I know what you and mom expect, and I also understand your original intention, but I can't do it."
He didn't say what specifically he couldn't do, nor why he couldn't do it. He just repeated "I can't do it" over and over again, venting his long-standing fear and pressure to a lonely grave.
The god on earth was immersed in negative emotions and did not notice the fine black sand floating on the hillside behind him.
Only in front of his father's grave, he just wanted to be an ordinary person.
Chen Tao carefully moved his body that was stuck to the ground like a big burrito.
Using satellites to locate Clark Kent, we finally found Superman's hometown in the countryside dotted throughout Kansas and in countless small towns with the same name. If it were discovered at this time, it would be a failure.
He checked here just now and found that it was no wonder Alfred had not been found. This is indeed Kent Farm, but it was almost ten years ago.
With the death of Jonathan Kent, they transferred most of the land on the farm except for a small area around the house.
Although it is still called Kent Farm, in the records of the city hall, the farm has changed to another name and is connected with another larger farm. It is impossible to find this place on the map.
Chen Tao guessed that this must be the arrangement Jonathan Kent made for his funeral before his death.
This Kansas farmer hid his family in the vast farm complex of Kansas, and then used some method to make himself and his family's residential address disappear from the census statistics.
More than ten years later, the father's deliberate plan for his son really worked, and Clark Kent resisted the first investigation of him by a time traveler named Chen Tao.
This may be a touching feat performed by a farmer who does not even have a college degree.
"...I have been lonely all my life. I have been lonely since I was a child because I don't know how to disguise myself and integrate into the group. No matter how I do it, they can detect that I am different. I have no choice..."
Clark Kent said nonchalantly:
"...But now I have a choice. Now I know how to integrate into society and how to pretend to be an ordinary person. This is what I want and dream of..."
He looked at his tights in confusion, looked down at the S-shaped logo on his chest, and then continued:
"If my identity is exposed, if people see my abilities, I can only escape society forever..."
Behind him, Chen Tao was careful not to breathe. Fortunately, he now has the Batmobile loaded and the Broken Bat synchronized, and his whole body no longer needs to breathe——
This greatly enhances his ability to infiltrate and prevent him from being detected by Kryptonians with keen hearing in the first place.
He tried to make the sound of his body rolling on the grass sound the same as the sound of fine dust being blown by the wind.
"...What's worse is that I will be forced to choose loneliness. I once had no ability to choose, but now I can. I should choose to be happy and enjoy life. Isn't this what you want? I hope I can be happy?
"But I just don't want, don't want you to think I've forgotten everything you taught me."
"I can do more to help people, whether publicly or not, I can treat diseases, expose corruption, and lend a helping hand to ordinary people in times of crisis."
"These things mean as much to me as they did then, and they mean as much to me as they mean to you, and I won't let you down, Dad, I swear."
Superman turned to look behind him.
This action almost stopped Chen Tao's heart for half a second.
But he just looked at the glow on the horizon.
"It looks like it's going to be a nice day today. I wish you could see it. I wish you were still here."
"I love you, Daddy."
He said in a low voice:
"I love you and miss you. Mom loves you too."
"Let's talk next time -"
Then the next second, the young Kryptonian heard a voice next to his ear.
"Earth needs your help, Clark."
The sound was very soft, but it sounded behind his ears like thunder.
Clark shuddered. Who could approach me so quietly? Who could ever deceive his super senses?
Ever since he first awakened his ability in elementary school, no one has been able to sneak up behind him!
Superman's eyes glowed red for a moment, and then immediately dissipated under the influence of reason.
He slowly turned around and tried his best to turn the biological stance to the maximum.
"Who are you?"
Then he saw those pointed ears.
"You're Batman."
He asked and answered himself.
Bruce Wayne, the rich man from Gotham, left a deep impression on him. Louis always hoped to get some comments about Gotham City vigilante Batman, including Clark Kent, from him. Batman, a superhero he had not paid much attention to before, knew everything about——
etc.
It was like a bolt of lightning struck Clark Kent in the head.
"...I'm from Gotham, what, you ask Batman..."
"...One minute, Clark Kent was stumbling with milk stains on his mouth..."
"...Batman is awesome! Because I am..."
"...You are the poster child for contradictions, Clark..."
"Mr. Wayne? Why are you here?"
"...I came here to see the alien spacecraft..."
"Because I am Batman!"
boom!
It was like some kind of electric current rushed from the soles of his feet to his brain, making Clark Kent's hair stand on end for a moment!
The expressions Bruce Wayne had shown that he ignored, or noticed but didn't care about, resurfaced in his mind repeatedly. He immediately used his clairvoyance eyes, but still couldn't see through the other person's mask.
"I guess you must be using clairvoyance now." He heard the man opposite who called himself Batman say as if there was a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his mouth: "Give up, I have studied you, your clairvoyance cannot penetrate Lead. And the inside of my mask is lined with a lot of lead."
Then Chen Tao continued: "Don't think about seeing through other places. The armor I'm wearing now is all blocked by lead. Although my butler sewed my name on the underwear, your clairvoyant eyes can't see it."
"Okay, Mr. Bruce Wayne," Clark said, "What exactly do you want from me?"
Clark said: "You don't hesitate to expose your true identity for this?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
Chen Tao slowly took off his helmet: "Really, since it's just a guess, don't be so sure, Clark."
In the morning light, he raised his face, and Clark Kent saw that familiar face.
His voice softened.
No matter who it is, if he gives you more than $500,000 in a week, you will never be able to stand up to him in any situation.
Although he had made some guesses before, it was still hard for Clark to accept when the other party confirmed his guesses with his own hands.
Chen Tao said: "It's okay if you guess right like this time, but if you guess wrong, wouldn't it be very shameful?"
"So, Clark Kent, as the basis of our mutual trust, should you also stop the veil of mystery on you?"
Clark stopped the biological stance on his face.
He heard the rich man in Gotham say to him: "Yes, that's right, my friend who is more than ordinary. I hope you will help save the earth, Clark. Of course, thank you for the contribution you have already made."
"What contributions have I made?" Clark felt that his mind was still a little confused, and he said, "What are you talking about?"
"I have entered your fortress in the North Pole before." Chen Tao told him: "As I told you and Louis before, I stole a lot of technology from alien planets."
Clark looked at this guy who was not shy about talking about stealing and said matter-of-factly:
"This is all necessary. Everything is for mankind. By the way, I can't understand some of the stolen things. Do you have an instruction manual for me to read?"
"It turns out that the projection on the spacecraft told me that there were so many missing parts because you... forget it." Clark opened his mouth and said a few words, and then quickly fell into speechlessness: "Just pretend I didn't say this. What you said - —”
"I know. You're asking me about saving Earth? Oh, Clark, you don't think you're the last Son of Krypton, do you?"
Batman's words made him forget about being stolen for a moment, and his heart started beating loudly.
"Let me tell you a name, General Zod. You can ask your father...I'm talking about your biological father, the projection on the spaceship-"
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More than 10 minutes later, Chen Tao was walking on the path leaving Kent Farm.
He stood in front of a certain little bumpkin.
"Basso Carlo! Clayface? Come on, stop being a mound."
Chen Tao said: "Superman's biological mother has been found, as well as so many ordinary people in the towns around him. Superman may be very busy next and may not have time to pay attention to what is happening in his hometown."
"So it's time to get to work, time to repeat the old plan!"
The clay-faced man stood up from the ground with a grunt.
After sending away the clay-faced man who was wandering around like a pile of slime, Chen Tao called Poison Ivy: "Ivy, I want you to help me practice."
"Something about how to control metal creations like plants."
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With a bang, Bane fell to the ground.
Ms. Siwa stepped on him, symbolically removing the tube from his back.
"I, Bain... am nothing..."
"Stepping Stone!"
Before Bain finished speaking, a large amount of foam came out of his mouth. He rolled his eyes and lost consciousness: "Ho!"
But just in the middle of his roar, Ms. Siwa stepped on his neck, and he immediately lost his breath.
Siwa jumped off the opponent's body lightly and deftly: "Little Jason, I'm so disappointed. I originally thought I would face a fighting master who is proficient in martial arts, but you made me face a man whose body is full of muscles. beast. It’s no challenge.”
Jason wiped the sweat from the top of his head. Although he was wearing a red hood at the moment, even if he stretched out his hand, he could only touch the smooth forehead of the hood.
"Bane abused venom too much. After being defeated by Batman, the pain on his body and the sequelae of venom greatly damaged his brain."
He explained:
“Even though we used water from the Lazarus Pool to heal his spine, we didn’t eliminate the withdrawal reaction caused by the venom at all.
This withdrawal reaction combined with the bloodthirsty side effects of Lazarus Pool has completely destroyed Bain's brain. If we want to cure him, we have to—"
"In short, Bain is disabled now." But before Jason could finish his words, he saw Ms. Siwa raise her foot without hesitation, and then kicked the already unconscious Bain in the back of the neck. With a crisp click, Bain fell softly to the ground and became motionless.
Jason only felt chilled in his heart.
he died?
He wasn't sure and didn't want to confirm.
He is no longer the Robin who abides by the rule of not killing, but he is still not a killer like Siwa who kills people at every turn.
"You said Batman is in Metropolis? Jason? This is probably your last chance. Let's go to Metropolis." He heard Ms. Siwa say without a doubt: "I've had enough of playing house for so long. ”
(End of chapter)
