[Comprehensive British and American] Don't rush, the angel beast is evolving

Clark Kent didn't get on the school bus again today.

He could have caught the school bus, but just as he reached the bus stop, Whitney took Lana's hand and walked past him.

He immediately felt an indescribable pain attacking him, and all the strength in his body flowed out of his body.He fell to the ground with a pale face, and Pete who was rushed over promptly helped him up: "Clark, are you okay? Why are you doing this again? Every time you see Lana, you suddenly fall down."

Clark said helplessly, "I'm fine."

He turned his head sideways and looked at the back of Whitney and Lana with his excellent eyesight, feeling very puzzled in his heart.

In Jonathan's words, he was "big enough to stun a cow" from an early age.He knew that he was very talented, except for the illusion of "asthma" before awakening Frozen Breath, he had no ailments since he was a child, and nothing could hurt him.

Except meeting Lana.

Every time he got close to Lana, he would feel inexplicably weak and weak, and even ache all over his body, as if cut by a knife.

Then he stumbled in embarrassment.

Only when Lana was at least three meters away from him could he gradually regain his strength.

His friends Pete and Chloe thought he was shy because he had a crush on Lana Long, but Clark knew that wasn't the case.

Clark found it strange that he could only choose to walk around Lana as much as possible, but he would still meet Lana and his boyfriend in school, fall down and be laughed at by his classmates.

These classmates who grew up with him all thought that Clark Kent, who had never participated in any sports activities since he was a child and fell down at every turn, was a freak with a big body but no strength.

Few classmates are willing to play with him, and only Pete and Chloe, who are in the same club as him, have become his good friends in school.

Clark had to walk home with Pete because he missed the school bus.After splitting up on the way home in the small town, he saw that Pete had gone far, then he raised his head, exerted force on his feet, and ran faster and faster with his legs, heading towards the Kent farm. run to—

He was as fast as a gust of wind, like a bolt of lightning across a field.

The figure galloping at high speed was like a blade of air, cutting through the peaceful field, drawing a light mark that appeared and disappeared quickly.

Almost in an instant, he ran from the town to the door of the house.

He didn't even take a breath, and seemed to blink easily.

At this moment, a sweet, buttery apple pie smell sneaked from the house and slipped into the air.

As soon as he smelled it, a smile appeared on his face. With his schoolbag in his hand, he opened the door and walked into the house, heading straight for the kitchen.

"Mom, are you baking apple pie again? When will it be ready? I'm a little hungry." The tall farm boy happily half leaned against the door frame, the red schoolbag in his hand was dangling by him, barely becoming A cleaning cloth for the kitchen door.

Martha, who was busy in the kitchen, turned her head, glanced at him with a smile, and waved a finger: "No, Clark, this apple pie is not for you."

"What?" Clark was very surprised, he stood up straight, "Why didn't you give it to me? Are there any guests at home?"

Martha shook her head and patted him on the shoulder: "There are no guests coming, but a few new neighbors have moved to the manor behind our farm. Today is the first day for the new neighbors to move to town. We should Go say hello to them, and show the friendliness and warmth of the Smallvilles."

She held up a plate of egg tarts that she had already made in her hand, and showed Clark: "After the apple pie is baked, come with me?"

Clark was a little disappointed, but also a little curious.He scratched his hair and asked, "You mean Luthor Manor behind the hillside? Are there any new residents there, and where did they come from?"

"I heard that old Luther has sold the house to them, and it will not be called Luther Manor in the future," Martha sorted out the egg tarts and put them one by one into a small rattan picnic basket. The people on the internet say our new neighbor is from New York and his name is Leonard."

"New York!" Clark was shocked.

New York, that's far enough away.For Clark, who grew up in a small town, the word seemed to only appear on TV, and rarely connected with his real life.

He rarely interacts with people outside the small town.Although he would occasionally use his superpowers to sneak out of the town, the farthest he has ever been is the metropolis - high-speed running will quickly ruin his sneakers, and he doesn't want to be talked about by Martha every day Attrition rate.

He knew that New York was a big city as bustling as a metropolis, and New Yorkers on TV looked so chic, and life in the big city was so exciting, why would they move to Smallville?

With this small question in mind, Clark and Martha came to the former Luthor Manor, now Leonard Manor, which is only separated from the Kent Farm by a low hillside.

In the eyes of Clark as a child, this mansion was as big as a castle. The gothic appearance was eerie and terrifying, and it was uninhabited all year round. It was a place where vampires haunted him in his imagination.

But now, it looks like it has been carefully repaired, some damaged wall bricks and tiles have been replaced with new ones, and even the shrub fence at the door looks green and vibrant.

The hostess of the new neighbor's house warmly entertained the mother and son.She was younger than Martha in appearance, with brown hair and blue eyes, a well-proportioned figure, and wearing a black velvet dress.

The basket of egg tarts and apple pies brought by Martha seemed to make her very happy. She was full of smiles. She not only made tea for them, but also specially asked the employee to bring a three-story dessert tower, and pulled Martha happily chat.

The tall and tall Clark sat cautiously beside Martha, listening to Martha explaining everything about Smallville to the hostess.

He was a little at a loss and didn't know what to do. The two hostesses seemed to hit it off right away. Obviously, it was not up to him, a teenager, to intervene in their pleasant exchange. He was so bored that he could only be in a daze.

At this moment, he heard a light, pleasant and crisp voice coming from the stairs.

"Any visitors, mother?"

Clark raised his head and looked towards the source of the voice.

A teenager with blond curly hair stood on the stairs, leaning on the handrail, looking towards him.

In that moment!

Clark quickly turned his head away, looking at an unknown place in the air.

……what is that?

He frowned.Just now there seemed to be a strong and strange wave of coercion, he felt it, and his muscles tensed because of it, but there was nothing in that corner, only a tall grandfather clock standing, shaking its pendulum silently .

Clark looked around the corner in some confusion.

At the same time, Luo Xia, who was standing at the top of the stairs, had his heart beating so hard that his chest almost burst open.

He swallowed, pressed the handrail of the stairs tightly, looked at Clark in the living room, and tried not to act too abnormally.

The little Kryptonian has grown so big!

He has completely changed, he is no longer the silly little baby in Luo Xia's memory.

Also in his teens, Rorschach was stunted due to New Erth's modified genes, but Clark Kent was already taller than many of his peers.

He grew up tall and strong, and the body of a young man showed signs of muscular development in adulthood. His back was in a perfect inverted triangle shape, his hair was thick and black, with a slight curl, and his jaw line was strong, smooth and perfect. Even the most skilled ancient Greek sculptors would need to spend countless efforts to create such a perfect profile that is almost like a classical god.

He is the legend of tomorrow who has not yet grown up but is already walking on the road. He is also the alien boy who grew up in the cornfield after Rorschach had been away for a long time.

With the excitement of reunion, Luo Xia walked down the stairs quickly.At this time Clark also turned his head and looked at Rorschach seriously.

Nora stood up and greeted Rorschach with a smile: "Baby, you are here, come, meet our new neighbor, this is Mrs. Kent, and this is her son Clark."

Rorschach raised his hand and waved towards Martha and Clark with a stiff smile on his face.

"Hi, Clark," he said quietly and quickly.

There was a strange brilliance shining in his eyes.

He was very conflicted. He wanted to raise his eyes to take a serious look at the boy he had been with, but he didn't dare to take a second look at Clark because of an inexplicable fear and timidity.

so similar.When Clark grew up, he was too much like the omnipotent god he saw in the comics—or he couldn't say "like", because Clark Kent was originally Superman.

When he was a kitten, he couldn't speak, and he always accompanied Clark silently, silently staring at the young alien boy with a pair of cat eyes.

At that time, although he knew clearly that his little master, his little boy, would become a superhero belonging to all mankind in the future, but because of the little boy's innocence, it was difficult for him to connect the images of the two, and it was difficult for him to connect the two images. He would not be so deeply aware that standing in front of him is the childhood idol he loved since he was a child and who gave him all his courage, fearlessness, loyalty and hope.

He is superman.

He is the son of tomorrow.

He is... the future.

Rorschach raised his face, unable to speak for a moment.

Martha noticed Rorschach's abnormality, but she interpreted Rorschach's abnormality as a boy's shyness in front of strangers with good intentions.

She showed a friendly smile to Rorschach, and patted Clark on the shoulder: "Clark, this is your new friend, go and play with Rorschach."

Clark was still thinking about the strange energy fluctuation just now, and he grinned at Rorschach when he heard the words. The smile was as clear as the sky on the cornfield: "Hello, your name is Rorschach? You are the first Next time to Smallville?"

Rorschach nodded in a daze, with a pair of baby blue eyes that could barely move.

Nora looked at them with a smile and encouraged him, "Rorschach, Clark is studying at Smallville Middle School in the town. You may be able to go to and from school together in the future."

More than that.

Not only did Rorschach have to go to Smallville Middle School, he also chose to go to the same grade and class as Clark - he just wanted to stay by Clark's side.

At first, David and Nora did not believe that Rorschach could skip grades and enter the 12th grade of middle school. They were worried that Rorschach would have negative emotions because he could not keep up with the class, until Rorschach wrote a few advanced mathematics proof questions in front of them ( They are all primary school topics of the New Essians), so that they understand that Rorschach's learning ability has already surpassed the average level of his peers.

David immediately made a decision to let Rorschach choose freely, which grade he wanted to go to, and he unconditionally supported Rorschach's all choices about his studies.

Rorschach licked his lips, his pale lips were like rose petals soaked in dew.

He raised his head, looked at Clark, and said nervously, "Do you want... to play "Warcraft 3 The Frozen Throne"?"

Clark:?

He said cheerfully, "Okay!"

Rorschach:? ? ? ? ? ?

? ? ?What did I say? ? ?

If it wasn't for someone watching, Luo Xia would have grabbed his head and hit the wall.What's wrong with him? ?Why did Twitch invite Clark Kent to play Warcraft with him?

But once the words are spoken, the deal is done.

Rorschach could only lead Clark to his small study stiffly.When the two of them entered the room, Rorschach's notebook was open on the table, and he took the first step to close the notebook with a "touch" before Clark's eyes swept over the notebook.

——In the notebook is the sketch of the suppressor he is drawing. In order to prevent it from being deciphered by others, the explanatory text he used in the annotations of the manuscript is still in New Esse.

Although he has failed to make a suppressor so far, the matter is very important, and Rorschach still cannot give up.Even after moving to Kansas, he was still figuring out how to further improve the suppressor structure.

Clark found out what Rorschach was doing, but he didn't take it to heart, thinking it was a diary or something that Rorschach didn't want others to see.

Instead, he looked curiously at a plastic model of a spaceship on the cabinet, and felt that the shape was amazing: "What is this? An alien spaceship?"

"This is Ms. Silver," Rorschach said nervously. He was a little afraid that Clark would let his precious model fall apart if he touched it casually. "It took me seven hours to put it together."

"Ms. Silver?"

Rorschach was shocked: "You haven't watched "Star Trek"!!"

Clark:? ?

He was puzzled, and said honestly: "I only heard it from my classmates, but I haven't seen it in the cinema..."

"No, I won't allow you not to understand "Star Trek", it's so beautiful!" Rorschach was heartbroken.

He was really careless, he forgot to flash, and he didn't cultivate the good habit of watching Star Trek before he left!

He immediately put all the messy thoughts behind him, and he didn't even care about Warcraft, squatted down, and started flipping through the "Star Trek" discs from the drawer, still muttering incessantly: "If you haven't watched the ST series, start watching the movie first. The TV series is too long, and you may find it difficult to start. The second part of the movie version is simply my enlightenment masterpiece! "The Roar of Khan" is my God forever!..." Clark smiled, lowered his head, and patiently looked at this new neighbor who was obviously immersed in his own world.

At first, he thought that this new neighbor from New York would make him feel distant.But now that he was holding the disc with his eyes glowing, Clark began to doubt his own judgment.

This afternoon, Rorschach chatted to Clark about all kinds of knowledge about the ST series, and forced Clark to watch the three interstellar movies.Whenever the movie puts on a familiar segment of Rorschach, he will excitedly imitate the lines and accents of the protagonists, and even perform a simple Klingon dialogue to Clark.

His face was filled with happiness born of love, and his eyes seemed to have stars, far more vivid than when Clark had seen him on the stairs before.

Clark thought that his new neighbor seemed a little different.