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Chapter 100: Alienated Clark
"What's wrong? Why aren't you happy even though you won the game?"

In the stands, Peter walked over and sat down next to Clark, and the two sat together facing the direction of the playground.

"I don't know why Dad left."

Clark said depressedly.

"Your father has something to do on his farm, so I'm going back first."

Peter found an excuse for Jonathan, and then encouraged him: "You did a great job today, Clark."

"I actually know."

Clark said that he actually knew why his father left. "My father was unhappy because I used my superpowers to win the game, but my ability should be closely tied to me. It is a part of me. Unless it is taken away, I can't distinguish it well."

Clark, feeling depressed, looked at his hands and said, "Now I feel that this talent is not only a mission, but more like a curse."

He looked up at Peter blankly, "Godfather, I also want to experience the life of an ordinary person, unrestrained and free."

Peter stroked Clark's hair and said, "Everyone lives in chains, Clark. No one can be truly free."

"Even if I give up my superpowers and don't do the great mission my father talked about in the future, I still can't be free?"

Peter was shocked when he heard Clark say he wanted to give up his super powers.

Could it be that this kid is really not interested in his mission of saving the world?

This was not a good start, and he felt that he needed to correct this boy's decadent thinking.

"No, even if you give up your abilities, you won't be truly free, Clark."

"is it?"

Clark lowered his head in frustration, and after a moment he raised his head and asked him, "Godfather, what kind of person do you want me to be?"

"Hmm... That's a complicated question."

Peter thought for a moment and said, “The Godfather hopes that you will become a person who still has hope in his heart even if he is bound by shackles.”

"hope?"

Clark repeated the word.

"Yes, hope, this is what you deserve most."

Peter looked at the crowd in the playground and suddenly remembered a story from a parallel universe in DC. "The Godfather will tell you a story, Clark. Do you want to hear it?"

Clark nodded, "I want to listen, Godfather."

Although he had passed the stage of listening to bedtime stories, he still wanted to hear the stories of the Godfather very much.

"It's a story about an alien planet where people are enslaved by a being called Mongo."

"Mongo used the slave gladiatorial system to allow people to gain higher status. The more fights you made, the more people you could enslave."

Clark was gradually absorbed by Peter's voice.

"Later, a hero joined the battle. He overthrew Mongo, rescued the slaves, and completely destroyed the game of power. More and more slaves began to raise their hands and wave their chains."

"Did he succeed? Godfather."

"No, then the hero was caught. Do you know why he failed? Clark."

Clark lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked Peter, "Is it because his power is not strong enough?"

"No, he is very powerful, the most powerful hero in the entire universe, but he still failed because his enemy is not a villain, but a concept - 'slaves long for heroes to save them, but they hate heroes'."

Clark asked in confusion, "Why?"

Peter continued to tell Clark: "Because the slaves have become accustomed to this kind of shackles, they are addicted to this kind of power game."

"A powerful king not only controls a person with physical shackles and violence, but also restrains the person with an oppressive atmosphere and constant lies."

"Chains are physical as well as spiritual. Chains are a tool as well as a concept. It is that feeling of helplessness and frustration that is the greatest enemy a hero faces."

Peter gazed at the setting sun, paused for a moment and continued, "The slaves of the entire planet are in a kind of shackles. They are not free, but hate to be free from this freedom. Therefore, Clark, all human beings will be trapped in shackles, whether passively or actively."

Clark listened to Peter's words and seemed to understand something.

He took a deep breath and said to Peter, "So, Godfather, what did the hero do in the end?"

Peter coughed and asked him, "If it were you, what would you do?"

In fact, he is telling the story of Superman in a parallel world, in which the hero is Superman.

He wanted to see what choices Clark would make as the future Superman.

"I think, Godfather, I will give those slaves hope and courage."

Peter looked at him in surprise after hearing this.

This kid really has superhuman character.

"Nice answer, Clark."

Peter rubbed Clark's head and said, "Later, a friend of the hero showed up and tried to help him escape from prison, but the hero refused."

Peter paused and continued, “His reason is: I’m imprisoned here, so I can talk to the remaining gladiators.

Even if we win today, we can't save them. It depends on whether the people here really want to escape. Otherwise, nothing will change. What I want to do is to give them hope of freedom."

"Hope?"

Clark, who was somewhat fascinated by what he heard, repeated the word again.

"Yes, hope. The Godfather hopes that even if you are bound by shackles, you will become a person of hope, giving hope to yourself and others." As he said this, he stretched out his hand and drew an "S" on Clark's chest.

"Let's go, it's too late, we have to go back."

Peter stood up, clapped his hands, and shouted to Star-Lord who was playing on the playground in the distance: "Star-Lord, come up, we have to go home."

Hearing his father calling him, Star-Lord immediately ran to the stands as fast as he could.

Clark followed Peter out of the playground, and when he reached the door, he looked toward the setting sun, then looked down at his chest.

It seemed as if I really saw a huge "S" shining brightly on the chest.

The next day, early in the morning.

Clark and Zu rushed to school from the farm.

At this time, the Smallwell School was selling prom rings.

Although junior students are not allowed to attend the senior prom, prom rings are sold, which is also a tradition of Smallwell.

"It is said that the prom rings are made of precious rubies, and the origin of these rubies is a very precious meteorite."

A-Zu tells the information he knows.

As they talked, they arrived at the place where the rings were sold.

Looking at the long line in the hallway, Clark couldn't help but take a breath, "So everyone likes prom rings?"

A-Zu nodded, "Yes, I want to buy one too."

Clark looked at him in surprise. "Are you serious? This kind of ring costs 35 dollars. It's not cheap."

"Will the Godfather agree?"

"I think so. This money is my pocket money from the farm. Dad said I have the right to control it."

A-Zu took out thirty-five dollars and stood in the back of the line, "I want to buy one for my dad as a gift."

"Ok."

Clark thought about it, touched his pocket, and stood behind Azu.

A-Zu looked at him in surprise, "You want to buy it too?"

"Yes, I want to buy one too and give it to my godfather. It would be nice if I could engrave an 'S' on it."

A Zu asked in confusion, "Why do you want to carve an 'S'?"

"I'm not sure about this, but it probably means hope. My godfather told me that."

Clark said as he pulled out his wallet.

"You actually have money too?"

A Zu was more and more surprised, "How did you save it?"

"I also earned pocket money on the farm, and I borrowed money from my godfather."

Hearing the other party talking about borrowing money, A Zu said unhappily: "You should borrow from your father Jonathan, not from my father."

"I'll pay it back anyway."

Clark walked up to the person in charge of registration and asked if he could carve the letters.

After receiving a positive answer, Clark excitedly asked the other party to help him carve an "S" on the ring.

After some busy work, the two put the rings they bought on their hands.

Clark observed the ruby ​​on the ring curiously and asked Azu, "Is this a real gem?"

"I don't know, but it shouldn't be valuable, otherwise it wouldn't be so cheap. I guess this meteorite ruby ​​is not valuable."

Clark thought it made sense, shrugged his shoulders, and put the ruby ​​ring on his hand.

The moment he put the ring on, Clark suddenly felt an inexplicable chill invading his body.

Blood-red spider-like things appear on the back of the hand and then travel along the blood vessels throughout the body.

Feeling the unspeakable changes in his body, Clark looked at the ring on his finger, and the next second his eyes instantly turned ruby ​​red.

Meanwhile, Whitney was leading a group of friends, queuing up behind to buy rings.

Seeing Clark standing in front and not moving, someone shouted at him impatiently: "Hey! Don't block the road, get out of the way!"

Clark, who heard the voice, not only did not walk away, but walked straight towards Whitney and others.

Standing in front of a tall and strong guy, Clark asked him with a bad look: "What did you just say?"

"I said: Get out of here!"

The student, knowing Clark's introverted and "cowardly" personality, glared at Clark and repeated what he had just said.

"Oh!"

The next second, Clark reached out and pushed the other person.

The tall and strong student who was pushed in the chest immediately fell to the ground uncontrollably and slid backwards along the ground.

Finally, with a "bang", it hit the metal locker heavily, making a dull sound.

Witnessing the sudden scene before their eyes, the crowd cried out in surprise!

(End of this chapter)