As Superman’s Younger Brother, I Became a Native of the Motherland

The dove sheds tears in mourning for the beloved, sacrificing the future

The kite walks in the desert from the night road, carrying a heavy coffin

Thrush stands in the bushes and sings a hymn

All the birds sigh and cry

when they hear the death knell

That's ringing for them

notice

Notify all stakeholders

this notice

next owl council

will judge all the birds

—

weird nursery rhyme

Eric browsed briefly and found only a few familiar names on it.

Among them is Lex Luthor.

"For whom does the death knell of the birds sound? The Court of Owls . . . is getting more and more interesting."

Closing the notebook, Eric stood up in a good mood and stretched.

Under relaxation, Super Vision activates and casts his eyes to the football field in the distance.

......

In the editor-in-chief of the Torch News, Chloe, who was typing on the keyboard, glanced at the clock on the wall.

There were still twenty minutes before Clark's game, and she had to complete the proofreading work before that, otherwise Clark's game would not be able to arrive.

"Clap clap clap!"

In the silent room, there was only the sound of fingers tapping on the keyboard.

Chloe, who was engrossed in it, didn't notice a dark shadow moving quietly.

"call!"

The flame suddenly appeared on the computer in front of her, making a heart-pounding sound.

The burning flame radiating heat, without waiting for Chloe to react, quickly swept through the computer monitor, keyboard, mouse, typewriter...

The equipment seemed to be contaminated with gasoline, and was quickly covered by flames, and the flames that rose up shot straight to the ceiling.

"God!"

Chloe, who was frightened, stepped back in panic.

But the flames seemed to have life, cutting off her retreat.

The newspaper documents placed on the desk were all set on fire by the flames.

Thick smoke immediately spread from the center of the room to the surroundings, surrounding her with the flames.

"Cough cough...!"

Chloe, covering her mouth, wanted to step back, but was trapped by the flames and couldn't move.

"Help! Help!"

Desperate and helpless, she cried out for help while coughing loudly.

But the sound was covered by the burning flames and quickly dissipated into the air.

Coach Watt, who was standing outside the editor-in-chief to complete the flame control, looked at Chloe who was trapped in the flame, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, turned and walked towards the locker room.

Today is the 200th game of his coaching career, and he hopes that this victory will not be delayed by this "little thing".

The pursuit of honor has even reached a morbid state, and he cannot tolerate the slightest flaw.

In the locker room, the door was pushed open with a bang, and Clark walked in wearing a large football team shirt, standing in front of Coach Watt with a strange expression.

"Clark?"

Coach Watt was a little surprised by Clark's arrival.

"You should go to the locker room to change, the game is about to start."

"I asked Trevor."

Clark approached the coach with a bad face, "He told me that you have been abusing him and helping him cheat."

"Humph......"

Coach Watt, who had put on his coach's clothes, snorted coldly, "It turns out that this kid was the one who informed Guan, which shows that my punishment for him is still light. If a whistleblower and betrayer like him doesn't shut up, if he doesn't keep his mouth shut. , will go to **** and be burned to death!"

"Clark, I'm your coach, your mentor, you shouldn't question me! Now, go to the locker room and change!"

The last words, he said to Clark through gritted teeth.

"Do not!"

Clark shook his head. "I won't be on the court, and neither can you."

"You look like you're going to fight me against your father, Clark. Don't mess with me, or you'll end up as bad as your newspaper clerk!"

A stern look appeared on Coach Watt's face.

"Chloe?!"

Clark's face changed suddenly when he heard Coach Watt say "little follower in the newspaper office".

Bang!

The next second, Coach Watt's fist slammed into his stomach.

Clark, who originally had super defensive power, did not take the opponent's attack to heart.

But to his surprise, Coach Watt's punch made him bend down in pain.

The internal organs felt unbearable tingling!

how come......?

Clark, who was lying on the floor clutching his stomach, had no idea why the opponent could break through his defense.

Is it the hot air circulating in the room? !

Panting hard, he suddenly remembered that the coach likes to go to the sauna very much.

In the room shrouded in scorching heat, the coach can often spend a whole day soaking in it and never allow anyone to approach it.

Is the generation of these hot gases related to the green meteorite fragments that restrained themselves?

Bang!

With one kick, Coach Watt kicked Clark hard, knocking him to the ground and rolling him twice.

"You don't look well, Clark."

Coach Watt sneered and leaned into him.

"I know that you are unusual. Just like Eric, you are all guys with talents beyond ordinary people. It is so unusual that I even wonder if you are like me, influenced by those strange stones and turned into monsters."

"Huh...that feels really good, grind green stones into powder, add it to the steaming air, nose, nose, skin...all absorbed, more than anything in the world It's all addicting."

Watt showed an intoxicated expression, "That gave me extraordinary abilities and endless energy, allowing me to put all my enthusiasm into the game."

"Cough cough..."

Clark, who was coughing, ignored Coach Watt's words. He tried to concentrate and used super vision to capture Chloe's figure, only to find that the other party was trapped in a sea of ​​fire with his life hanging by a thread.

Chapter 34 Clark this punch is for you

The stands were filled with excited spectators.

The spectators, waving flags and various cheers, cheered loudly for their home team.

"Where's Clark?"

Jonathan, who was sitting in the center of the stand, looked around among the warm-up football players, but did not find Clark.

"It's not just Clark, I don't see Coach Watt either."

Martha frowned and said to her husband.

"I'll go find him, you stay here."

Jonathan, who felt that something was wrong, told his wife to wait at the scene and left the stands and walked to the dressing room.

"Clark!"

While calling Clark's name near the locker room, he looked for the other person's figure.

"Ahem... Dad, I'm here."

Clark's faint voice came from the locker room.

Jonathan, who heard the sound, immediately rushed to the dressing room.

Looking through the window, he saw Clark lying on the floor.

The room was filled with dense white heat.

"Clark, hold on!"

Jonathan shouted at his son while holding the door hard.

"Bang!"

The door couldn't bear his heavy kick, and was kicked open after a few kicks.

Jonathan walked over in three or two steps and lifted Clark who was lying on the ground.

"Clark! Can you hear me?"

"K...Chloe, Chloe...Editor's Office..."

At this time, Clark was already weakened by the steam containing kryptonite. He tried his best to lean against his father's ear, and intermittently said that Chloe was in danger.

"Let's get out of here first!"

Jonathan helped Clark's body out of the locker room.

Suddenly!

Coach Watt appeared behind the two of them, holding a fire extinguisher and smashing towards the unsuspecting Jonathan.

Bang!

The fire extinguisher did not hit Jonathan, but was firmly blocked by a hand.

A figure stands between the fire extinguisher and Jonathan.

Coach Watt, who used a fire extinguisher to sneak attack, stared at Eric who suddenly appeared in front of him.

He only felt a flower in front of him, and the other party appeared in front of him.

what is this? !

Why...the other party has such a fast speed? !

Eric, who was holding the fire extinguisher, struck forward with his backhand.

The heavy fire extinguisher smashed straight into the opponent's head.

A loud bang!

Coach Watt was smashed and flew backwards, smashing his body heavily on the locker, making an earth-shattering sound.

The locker was smashed and deformed, and the items in it popped out of the locker.

Coach Watt, who fell to the ground, fainted suddenly.

"Eric!"

Looking at the young son who suddenly appeared behind him, Jonathan was surprised at first, then overjoyed.