From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 463 Containing Clark

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the vast cornfields in a warm golden hue, and the air was filled with the scent of earth and hay.

Whitney, who had spent half the day working on Lana, sat in front of the computer in the room, wearing a loose nightgown and staring intently at the screen.

Because Karaka lost his way in the Kyushu Barrier, he returned to Earth-38 to avoid any accidents. So he connected his computer to the satellite Karaka left behind, and the current screen is Kent Farm.

Karakhai's Kryptonian identity has been exposed. Will this affect Clark?

He was curious.

In the video, Clark Kent is helping to move the last few bundles of hay into the barn.

His movements were fluid and powerful, far surpassing those of an ordinary teenager, but his face carried a hint of barely perceptible confusion.

"Tsk, something seems off!"

The high-definition images displayed Clark's movements and expressions on the screen. Whitney keenly noticed that Clark's movements seemed somewhat sluggish, and an uncomfortable expression began to appear on his face.

This is not normal for a Kryptonian.

Sure enough, the next moment, he saw a spectacular scene.

A dozen or so black, heavy, unmarked armored off-road vehicles, like silent steel behemoths, rolled over the Kent family's driveway, kicking up clouds of dust and instantly blocking the farm entrance. The searchlights on the roofs suddenly blazed on, the blinding white light illuminating the barn and main house as if it were daytime, and freezing Clark, who had just turned around, and Jonathan and Martha, who had rushed out at the sound, firmly in place.

The car doors opened simultaneously, and dozens of soldiers dressed in black tactical uniforms, wearing full-face helmets and carrying rifles filed out, swiftly surrounding the three men.

At this moment, surrounded by soldiers, one person stepped to the front.

It was Amanda Waller. She was large and muscular, dressed in a dark suit, expressionless, with dark skin and fierce eyes, staring intently at Clark Kent.

“Jonathan Kent, Martha Kent, and… Clark Kent.” Waller stared at Clark, a cold, excited smirk playing on his lips. His deep voice, like a spell, echoed in the beam of the searchlight, “Or, the Kryptonians hidden among humans!”

Jonathan's expression changed drastically. He instinctively shielded his wife and son behind him. Martha covered her mouth in horror, her eyes filled with disbelief and despair. Clark's heart sank, and the next moment, a violent sense of weakness washed over him.

"Who are you? What do you want? This is private property!" Jonathan tried to remain calm, but his voice trembled with anger.

“Sky Eye Society, the National Security Affairs Handling Agency.” Waller’s voice was flat, but his gaze was fixed on Clark. “Based on reliable intelligence and an assessment that you pose a significant potential threat to global security, in accordance with the Paranormal Threat Emergency Response Act, you three are hereby placed under indefinite detention. Abandon futile resistance and come with us.”

“A threat? My son is not a threat! He is a good man!” Martha exclaimed excitedly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"His very existence, under certain conditions, is the biggest destabilizing factor." Waller's tone remained unwavering. "Especially in the current situation, he could very well be the source of the apocalypse."

"I don't know what you're talking about! What do you mean by the source of the apocalypse?" Clark tried to argue, suppressing his immense discomfort.

"We'll talk about it when we get back." Waller lost his patience, his voice turning cold. "Execute containment procedures. Highest priority."

boom!
The next moment, a gunshot rang out, and a green bullet struck Clark with deadly accuracy. The Kryptonian's steel body was powerless against the bullet, and Clark cried out in pain before collapsing to the ground.

"No!" Jonathan roared and charged at Clark. But before he could reach Clark, two soldiers pulled the triggers, and the blue arcs of electricity from the stun guns struck Jonathan precisely in the back and legs. Jonathan's body convulsed violently, he groaned, and fell heavily to the ground.

“Clark, Jonathan!” Martha screamed, trying to reach her fallen husband and son, but was immediately grabbed by two other soldiers who roughly pinned her arms behind her back and locked the cold metal handcuffs with a “click.”

Waller coldly watched Clark being lifted up, seemingly still struggling, her eyes flashing with a powerful desire for control. Her tone was icy. "Clark Kent, the pastoral idyll is over. Welcome to the real world." She waved her hand, and soldiers put brand-new kryptonite handcuffs on Clark Kent and lifted the family of three into a black armored vehicle.

A dozen or so cars sped away, and the Kent farm fell into a deathly silence, with only the corn stalks crushed by the wheels whistling in the night wind.

Whitney coldly watched everything unfolding on the screen. Lana, who had somehow appeared behind him, also saw everything on the screen.

“Whitney, this…this is the Kent family home, what happened?”

"Clark Kent must have had special abilities, just like Gerald, and was taken away by the government."

“Clark? He…” The image of a shy, youthful boy flashed through Lana’s mind. She covered her mouth, her face filled with disbelief. “This, how is this possible, him…”

“He’s very good at hiding it, but he possesses a terrifying power,” Whitney said. “That power even makes my heart tremble.”

"Yes, but..."

“Alright, this isn’t our business.” Whitney stood up and put her arm around Lana, who was trembling slightly. “We just need to focus on our own things. By the way, I’m going to the big city for a couple of days. Want to come along?”

"I……"

Normally, Lana would be happy to accompany Whitney, but now, watching the Kent family being taken away, she felt very conflicted and had no desire to go sightseeing anymore.

"I...I don't want to go out right now."

“You can stay here, but it’s best not to wander around. Smallville is going through a lot right now,” Whitney sighed.

"Hmm!" Lana nodded, thinking about the Kent family's fate and Whitney's strange abilities, and her expression turned worried again. "Whitney, you, you won't be alright, will you?"

“What could possibly happen to me? I’m not Clark.” Whitney smiled, looking at the lifeless Kent farm on the screen, a glint of shrewdness flashing deep in her eyes.

One day later

Metropolis, Umbrella Corporation Headquarters, Chairman's Office

Whitney's face twitched, and she felt an urge to blow up the entire Umbrella Corporation on the spot.

But he still suppressed his anger, "Mr. Winston, you..."

“Whitney, you’ve come at the perfect time…” Upon seeing Whitney, Winston, dressed in a flashy suit, sporting a flamboyant mustache, holding a snowbox in one hand and Fiona with the other, wore a smug smile. “Come on, let me introduce you. This is my new girlfriend, Ms. Fiona. How about it, are you surprised? Unexpected, aren’t you?”

(End of this chapter)