Chapter 204 Clark, Do You Believe There Are People Who Can Fly in This World?

At this time, Peter was completely immersed in the future revealed by the secret house.

Will he have a daughter in the future?

He had thought of raising a daughter before, but the system did not meet his wish.

Now that he knew that the system would send his daughter to him in the future, he could not help but feel a certain expectation.

Who is she?

Peter guessed the other party's identity.

Clark, who was beside him, looked at Peter who bowed his head and was silent, and was as silent as a cicada.

He thought Peter was accumulating anger, but in fact Peter had been thinking about his daughter and didn't care about other aspects at all.

He didn't care about Clark's rebellion in the future.

Not to mention that it was Clark in the future or in a parallel world, it had nothing to do with Clark now.

Even if it was a possible future depicted by the secret house, he believed that it was not immutable.

"Sorry, Godfather."

Finally, Clark apologized to Peter nervously.

He didn't know if the Godfather would get angry and throw himself into the World Tree.

"No, Clark, you don't have to apologize."

Peter came back to his senses and said to Clark: "This is just a choice you see. The secret house never predicts the future. It just reflects what your inner emotions reveal."

"But."

Clark hesitated.

Although he believed that he could not betray the Godfather, he also believed that fate had its own established track.

"Clark, you are the changer of fate."

Seeing that the other party seemed to still have a knot in his heart, Peter patted his shoulder, "Have some confidence in yourself."

"I understand."

Clark looked into Peter's eyes and said firmly: "Godfather, I swear, I will never do that."

"Of course, I believe you, Clark."

Peter comforted Clark.

He looked up at the dark night outside the window.

"I always believe in you"

Half an hour later.

After Peter separated, Clark returned home alone.

After experiencing the cemetery and the secret house, Clark's mood eased a lot.

Although he still cared about his future self, who might betray Peter and kill his sister, his previous confusion about identity issues had been dispelled for the most part.

The anxious parents saw Clark coming back and immediately walked towards him.

"Oh my God! Clark, you scared me."

Martha hugged Clark excitedly, her voice choking, "I was really afraid of losing you. When Jonathan said you hadn't come back yet, I thought I would never see you again."

"It's okay, Mom, I just went out to calm down."

Clark said to Martha, "I will never leave you."

"Dad, I'm sorry."

Clark cast an apologetic look at his father next to him.

"It's okay, Clark."

Jonathan put his hand on Clark's shoulder, "Just come back."

The next day.

Clark drove a pickup truck to help Jonathan deliver goods.

He drove the car absent-mindedly, thinking about the scene he saw in the secret house last night.

Could it be that as an alien, he has some evil genes in his body?

Clark thought of a movie he had seen.

The movie tells the story of an alien unidentified object falling to the earth one day, and a couple found a crying baby in the unidentified object and decided to raise it to adulthood.

It was very similar to his own experience.

But that crazy kid was a tool used by alien species to invade the earth.

As he grew older, the other party finally revealed his evil face.

Clark remembered that Azu, a senior horror movie fan, commented on this movie at the time: shoddy and full of loopholes.

And Azu thought that the mother in this movie was a complete idiot.

"Well, maybe I am evil too, but fortunately I don't have such parents."

Clark complained while driving towards Ryan Manor.

After parking the car at Ryan Manor, Clark walked into the manor with vegetables in his arms.

After completing the handover, Clark wanted to say hello to Lex Luthor.

He walked to Lex's room with ease and found that the door was ajar.

After hesitating for a moment, he pushed the door and walked in.

In the room, Lex was wearing a fencing suit and a mask and was fencing with someone.

The crisp sound of the swords intersecting echoed in the room.

Lex, who was skilled in fencing, forced his opponent to retreat again and again.

Just as he was about to defeat his opponent, he did not expect that his opponent suddenly changed his fencing strategy, drew his sword and raised it with his backhand, flexibly changing the attack angle, completely disrupting Lex's rhythm and defense.

"Bang!"

Lex, who was at a disadvantage, was found by his opponent and stabbed in the face.

Hit in the face by the opponent, Lex had no choice but to raise his hands and surrender.

But because he did not win from the opponent, he was a little annoyed.

Lex stood up, grabbed his sword, and threw it towards the door.

With a "swoosh", the flower sword brushed Clark's face and stabbed into the wooden door beside him.

The bald Lex took off his mask and turned to look at the sword he threw, and saw Clark standing there in a daze.

"Clark?"

He hurried over to apologize to Clark, "Sorry, I didn't see you."

"It's okay, I should have knocked on the door."

Clark said it was his own fault.

He looked at Lex's female sparring partner and asked, "If it's inconvenient for you, I can come back next time."

"No, it doesn't matter. Our practice is over. Hai Qi beat me up today."

Lex took off his fencing uniform as he spoke, "This place is still full of the smell of fencing sweat. Let's go to the living room to talk."

Clark nodded and followed him to the living room.

“It’s nice here, very grand.”

Looking at the castle in front of him, Clark said to Lex.

Lex walked into the living room, took off his fencing uniform, and said casually to Clark: "Yes, a nice castle, a castle that I hope it will be haunted if you die."

Clark coughed, "I mean, it's big."

"This is the Luther family's old house. My father shipped it over from Scotland."

Lex walked to the refrigerator, took out a drink and handed it to Clark, "Although it took him a lot of time and energy, he likes this old thing very much."

"Yes, dad told me about the grand occasion when you moved."

Clark took the drink and said to the other party: "Sorry, we didn't entertain you well last time you came to my house."

The last time Lex visited Clark's house, he didn't get along well with Jonathan.

"It doesn't matter. I've been bald since I was a kid. I'm used to people criticizing me."

As he spoke, he walked to the mirror and touched his bald head with a complicated expression.

Clark explained to him: "No, it has nothing to do with you personally, Lex. My father doesn't have a good impression of Mr. Leno."

Lex nodded, "Huh, because he thinks that 'bad bamboo won't produce good bamboo shoots'? That's understandable."

He turned to face the mirror and said, "Compared to your father, I am more familiar with your godfather. I still remember that when I was a child, I got lost and strayed into the forest, where I encountered terrible creatures."

Lex fell into memories, "That was a creature I had never seen before. It was full of the aura of death. If it hadn't been for Mr. Padrick, I would have been torn apart by that creature."

"He saved my life."

Lex came over and said to Clark: "Clark, do you believe there are people who can fly in this world?"

Clark was stunned for a moment, "Of course, you can fly by plane."

Lex smiled and said, "No, that's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about human beings flying on the clouds without any tools."

Clark didn't know if the other party knew something. He hesitated and said, "How could a human being do that?"

"I'll just fly."

Lex looked at the clouds outside the window, "That night, the moment before the monster pounced, my heart seemed to pause for a moment. It was the most unforgettable moment in my life, and then I felt like I was flying."

Clark listened to Lex's words without speaking, and the two of them maintained an atmosphere of silence.

"Okay, thank you for listening to my meaningless nonsense."

Lex broke the silence, put down the sweat towel, picked up his clothes and said to him: "My father discovered something in Smallwell's underground cave yesterday. I think you may be interested."

Clark's interest was immediately piqued when he heard the other party talk about the new discovery in the cave.

Under the leadership of Lex, the two entered the laboratory in the manor.

In the laboratory, Clark looked at the glass cabinet.

A stone artifact in the shape of a dagger was placed inside.

"What's this?"

"I don't know, I found it in the cave."

Lex looked at the dagger-shaped handicraft, "There was a similar image painted on the stone wall of the cave, which means that the people here - most likely the ancestors of the Kawachi tribe - discovered it a long time ago. ”

As Lex explained to Clark, a researcher came over and picked up the stone tool for testing.

"This is Jeff, our youngest researcher here, and he's also from the nearby Kawachi tribe."

Lex introduced the young experimenter who started doing research.

When Clark heard the other party talking about the Kawachi people, he thought of Star-Lord's godmother, Ms. Kelly.

Ms. Kelly seems to be a Kawachi as well.

Just when Clark was thinking wildly, a sudden change occurred!

The stone tool in researcher Jeff's hand accidentally fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

The stone tools were smashed into pieces, and the fragments flew around, and a dull sound echoed in the laboratory.

Researcher Jeff froze on the spot, looking down at the stone tools on the ground.

In the corridor, Lex's father, Lenor Luther, opened the door and entered the laboratory.

After seeing the stone tools that fell to the ground, he was stunned for an instant.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the stone tools were not completely damaged.

After the stone on the surface was smashed, the stone tool revealed its true appearance - a dagger emitting golden light.