American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 153 The Kryptonians' Mission

"Boom!"

Under the dark night sky, a torrential rain poured down, nourishing the earth.

For the earth, this was undoubtedly a perfect autumn rain, nourishing all things.

But for travelers in a hurry, it might be a nightmare.

A sudden drop in temperature can easily cause people to catch a cold.

Not to mention that wearing wet clothes will only make you feel more uncomfortable.

The ore mining site located on the west side of the town.

The half-built mine has already been shut down.

Police have cordoned off the area since the suspected wolf attack at the construction site.

"Splash splash~"

The rain swept past my ears, pattering against the damp earth.

The air was filled with the damp, slightly fishy smell of earth.

Clark took a deep breath and looked down at the dark, deep pit beneath his feet, where raindrops dripped and made a pitter-pattering sound.

Despite the raindrops sliding down his cheeks, Clark clenched his fists in the pouring rain.

After several hours of deliberation, he finally made his decision.

"I must face the truth, even if it is terrifying."

"Whoosh!"

He leaped into the pit, splashing rain everywhere, and Clark's figure disappeared into the mine.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock~"

Raindrops kept falling through the holes overhead, dripping onto the cave walls and wearing away at the stone.

The stone wall not far away swayed with an orange-red light, and the faint light illuminated the colorful murals on the stone wall, making them look magnificent and mysterious.

Amidst the flickering firelight, footsteps approached from afar.

As you approach, a figure stands beneath the mural, speaking softly, "You've come."

Another tall figure slowly nodded: "I've arrived."

"You shouldn't have come."

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"Okay, stop fooling around."

Clark stepped forward, breaking the eerie atmosphere.

Gino tossed the torch to Clark, a smile playing on his lips: "Looks like you've made your choice."

Clark's eyes were deep and his voice was low as he said, "No one can escape their past, even if you have no memory of that time."

Seeing that Clark was adamant, Gino stopped trying to dissuade him.

He took out the prismatic stone he had brought from Lex from his pocket.

Clark stared at the prismatic stone.

The prismatic stone, made of some mysterious material, shimmered with a bright silver light in the firelight.

Gino slowly walked towards the stone wall, with Clark holding a torch behind him.

Get closer, and you'll see all sorts of strange and bizarre symbols engraved around the diamond-shaped grooves, resembling hieroglyphics.

"Let's begin."

Without hesitation and with decisive action, Gino grasped the stone and embedded it into the wall.

"Click~"

As the two objects came together, the prismatic stone, perfectly embedded in the wall, burst forth with a dazzling luster, and Clark's heart beat even faster in response.

The light shifted from silver to gold, and the intense radiance grew ever brighter and more magnificent, like the dazzling brilliance of thousands of fireworks exploding at their peak in an instant.

The hieroglyphs on the stone wall began to rotate violently.

"Gino, shouldn't we leave here? Something's not right with that thing."

Krak grabbed his friend's arm, trying to pull him away from there.

"No, let's wait a bit longer." Gino didn't think much of it; he didn't believe a stone wall could hurt him.

As the aperture spun faster and faster, seemingly reaching a critical point, a dazzling white light enveloped the two of them, like a beam of particle light shot from the arm of a cosmic giant.

"what!"

It was as if a thousand strange and unusual narratives flooded his mind. The intense pain caused Clark to scream in agony, and the boy cried out in agony, raising his arms and wailing, "Gino, something's wrong!"

"No, that's right!" Gino covered his forehead, his face full of pain.

It was as if someone was forcibly shoving books into someone's head. Gino succinctly pointed out the problem: "These beams of light seem to be instilling something into us, perhaps words, perhaps ideas!"

"Get out of here!"

Gino grabbed Clark's arm, but the next instant, the blazing white light exploded.

"Thump!"

As the beam of light dissipated, Clark's cheek slammed into the mud, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Hiss~"

Gino let go of Clark's arm, a wave of dizziness washing over him. He shook his head, his expression strange.

It seemed as if some kind of wonderful knowledge had appeared in my mind, like downloading a brand new language from the C drive of my computer.

His mind was a jumbled mess, and Gino shook his head. Then he opened his arms and cast a Heavenly Purification spell on himself.

A cool, refreshing sensation, like spring water, swept over my brain, and the previous dazed feeling disappeared.

Gino stepped forward, took the stone from inside the rock wall, bent down again to cast a purification spell on Clark, and threw it out of the cave.

"Splash!"

The heavy rain is still falling.

As Gino's magic took effect, Clark, who had been unconscious, slowly awoke.

"What...what happened to me?"

Clark stared blankly, looking puzzled.

Looking around at the pitch-black surroundings, only Gino stood not far away.

"That light stunned you." Gino tapped his temple. "And it seems to have given us an extra language."

"It's always these things." Clark covered his head, looking pained.

It's not just physical discomfort, but also psychological pain.

"Don't worry." Gino approached Clark and patted the boy on the shoulder. "The spaceship in your basement might also hold some clues."

"Would you like me to come to your house?"

"Oh, right, my spaceship!" Clark's eyes lit up. He wiped the water droplets from his face and grabbed his friend's shoulder. "Let's go to my family's barn!"

"Whoosh!"

Running in the night, like lightning.

The sonic boom generated at breakneck speed shattered the curtain of rain.

When Gino and Clark stopped again, they were already standing inside the barn at Kent Farm.

Turn on the dim kerosene lamp, and the lampshade casts a light.

Clark strode forward and pushed aside the bundles of hay inside the barn.

A teardrop-shaped, flowing spaceship sat quietly in the corner of the barn.

The silver-white paint added a touch of mystery and elegance to the spaceship.

The top of the spaceship has a prismatic indentation that matches the prismatic stone that Gino had previously found in the cave.

Gino threw the stone in his hand.

Clark caught the stone, squatted down, and placed it into the groove.

"Buzz~"

Seemingly the key to start the spaceship, a series of golden lights flowed through the narrow cockpit as the side doors of the spaceship opened.

The mysterious text seemed to flow like water through the bottom of the spaceship.

As the text flowed, Clark's expression grew increasingly grim and somber.

The reason is simple: the mysterious writing reveals the following information:

To my dear son, on the third planet of this galaxy lives a backward race: humans.

You will become a god among men here.

Use your power to lead this flawed race; it will be your greatest achievement.

"Thump."

Clark's legs couldn't stop him from falling backward, and he immediately collapsed to the ground.

Those large eyes were filled with shock and bewilderment: "My parents actually sent me to conquer this place?!"

(End of this chapter)