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

"correct."

Eric stared at his cheap brother, and suddenly asked him, "Clark, do you remember what you did last night?"

"what?"

Clark blinked in confusion, put down the straw in his hand, "Last night? After dinner, I went back to the room."

During this period of time, because he often asked for leave and did not go to school, he borrowed Chloe's study notes and has been busy transcribing.

"You don't remember where you've been?"

"of course I remember."

Clark thought for a moment. "I've been in the room, haven't I?"

"never mind."

Eric shook his head, turned and walked into the living room.

I saw with my own eyes last night that Clark walked out like a sleepwalker.

He didn't wake him, but watched as he roamed the farms and wasteland like a ghost.

Now since Clark doesn't know he's sleepwalking, just don't tell him and see if he'll continue at night.

He was curious about why Clark suddenly sleepwalked.

late at night.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and the hot night became thicker and darker.

Clark fell asleep immediately after lying down.

In my sleep, I felt like I was flying in a daze,

Go through farms and woods, cross roads and rivers, and finally fly into a hidden cave.

The dark and deep cave, with no end in sight, mastered the ability to fly slowly through the cave, and finally came to the depths of the cave.

The deepest part of the cave was illuminated by phosphorescent plants, emitting a faint green light.

Clark fell from a suspended state in the air and found a strange text pattern engraved on the rock wall in front of him.

It is somewhat similar to the pattern on the spaceship that I saw in the cellar.

There is an octagonal notch in the very middle of the pattern.

While he was wondering, he found that a metal piece he was holding suddenly appeared in his right hand.

An octagonal piece of silver metal, the key that Eric found that seemed to open the spaceship.

Clark swallowed his spit and slowly stretched the octagonal metal piece in his hand towards the pattern on the wall.

The moment the metal piece touched the wall, it was sucked away and disappeared.

Immediately after, a beam of light erupted from the pattern on the wall, shining directly on his face.

"Well......!"

Feeling a stinging pain, Clark stretched out his hand to block the dazzling, skin-scorching beam.

call!

The scenery in front of me suddenly changed, and the picture of the rock wall disappeared suddenly.

What caught my eye was the darkness of the night lit by dim yellow lights.

He found himself holding his hands up, in his pajamas, laying barefoot on the wet road.

Next to it was a dark forest, and the light from an old street lamp dispelled the darkness nearby.

"Isn't the cold ground uncomfortable?"

Just as he was about to stand up from the road, Clark heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears.

Looking at the place where the sound came from, I found that Eric was holding his chest with both hands, standing aside and watching him with playful eyes.

"I... what's wrong with me?"

Clark stroked his slightly sore forehead and asked Eric.

"Obviously, you have just had a sleepwalking, and it's the kind of sleepwalking that seems to be a little serious."

Eric looked around, "This is Highway 8, 22 miles from the farm. It looks like the rabbit hole that your Alice in Wonderland travels through is unexpectedly long."

As soon as the voice fell, a car appeared from the other end of the road uphill.

The car with the high beams on, did not seem to see Eric and Clark lying on the ground, and moved in front of them in an instant.

Eric, who has a super speed comparable to the speed of sound, grabbed Clark's clothes and took him off the road before the car hit 0.1 second.

Clark only felt that his eyes flashed before he appeared in the woods with Eric.

"I... I was sleepwalking just now?"

"It looks like this. Or do you suspect that I'll get you here without clothes in the middle of the night boringly?"

"Do not......"

Clark scratched his hair in a daze, "I remember that I was in a cave just now, and I saw the writing on the rock wall of the cave, and I seemed to be able to understand it vaguely. And there was an octagonal pattern on it. ... maybe it has something to do with where we came from."

"Eric, do you know how to get into that cave?"

He asked Eric a little excitedly.

Clark couldn't wait to think that he might soon be able to solve the mystery of his own life experience.

"No, I didn't see you entering any cave."

Eric shook his head, "I just saw that after you came out of the house, you walked all the way here, and then suddenly fell down."

"So... caves, paintings, keys, bright lights, that's just what I saw in my dreams?"

"Maybe. You'd better go home now, before the family finds out."

Eric turned to leave.

Yes, he lied to Clark.

Clark indeed entered a hidden cave while sleepwalking.

If you guessed correctly, it should be an existence related to Krypton.

Since Clark came into contact with the spaceship, the genes related to Krypton in his body have gradually awakened.

At the same time, it seems that the forces on Krypton's side are also starting to act.

Excluding General Zod who is being exiled into the universe, even if it is impossible, this force can only be Superman Dad.

But as far as Eric knows, Krypton has already been destroyed, and Superman's father has also turned into ashes.

Now that you're dead, don't make fun of yourself like this!

Eric, who sneered, bent his feet slightly, ready to fly away.

But he was quickly stopped by Clark, "Eric!"

"What? Need me to take you back?"

"No, it's not."

Clark, who took a few deep breaths, came over and said to his younger brother: "The answer we have been looking for may be hidden in the cave, and it is related to the truth of the question of where we came from. Are you not interested at all? Or you don't want to know why our Will our biological parents abandon us?"

"The truth is, I'm not interested at all."

Eric shook his head, his voice was cold, "That's your own idea, don't force it on anyone, especially me."

"Not an imposition."

Clark thought about the words and patterns in the cave, "I just think we can touch the truth."

"That's not the truth I want, Clark, and I'm not interested."

Knowing that Superman's immortal biological father seems to want to be a demon, plus the spaceship emits rays for no reason, and Masha, who almost killed him, can't be saved. After a series of events, he doesn't have any good feelings for the other party now.

He turned his head to Clark and said coldly, "Clark, imagine life is too good, you will fall very hard!"

"certainly."

Clark nodded, but retorted, "Thinking about life too badly will make you lose the courage to face it, don't you?"

The more and more excited Clark said, the last sentence even carried a bit of anger, "Why are you afraid to find the truth!"

In the face of Clark's questioning, Eric did not answer, he directly ignored him and disappeared in place in an instant.

Clark, a little annoyed, was left in place.

He thinks he's a bit of a jerk!

Obviously normal communication, screwed up with his rude and irrational behavior.

......

The next day, evening.

Clark is accompanying Chloe on off-campus activities and has not returned from school.

Eric returned to the farm early from school and told his parents about Clark's sleepwalking.

"These days... Clark's behavior is really weird, since he learned about the spaceship."

Jonathan sighed and put down the coffee mug beside him. "And so absent-minded, I always thought he wasn't fully recovered."

"Clarke was a little obsessed with finding the truth."

Eric took a sip of the orange juice stirred by his mother, "and the spaceship seemed to lure him intentionally or unintentionally."

Martha looked at her husband worriedly, and asked her younger son, "Eric, don't you feel the call of the spaceship or something?"

"I?"

Eric put down the cup, "Maybe, maybe not, but who cares?"

Under the astonished eyes of his parents, Eric said casually, "I'm an Earthman, a native of Smallville. As for that spaceship, who cares where he comes from? Who cares what message he wants to convey."

"This is my home, and if it wants to tell me or instruct me what to do, I think...it should be overthinking it."

The couple were a little surprised when they heard the younger son's words.

But what emerged from the depths of my heart was more emotion.

Eric is different from Clark. Compared to Clark's confusion about his identity, the youngest son puts the farm family in the most important position.

Martha even imagined the worst-case scenario where Clark would leave her, but Eric would never.

Boom! Boom!

As he was talking, he heard a knock on the door.

"Maybe Clark is back and I'll open the door."

Jonathan put down the coffee cup he had been holding and walked towards the door.

"Wait a minute, Dad, I'll open the door."

Eric's gaze passed through the door panel, and when he saw the existence behind the door, his eyes narrowed immediately, while preventing his father's movements.

"?"

Although it was a little strange why Eric wanted to open the door by himself, he finally nodded and stopped.

Eric walked to the door, opened it gently, and saw a beautiful body outside.

The blonde-haired girl with delicate facial features stood outside the door without any clothes on.

"Hello, Eric Kent, I'm Kara El."

Although there was no clothes on his body, showing his **** figure, the other party didn't seem to care at all, and introduced himself to Eric with a smile.

Kara Al?

Hearing this name, Eric's gaze that had been staring at the two indescribable things was immediately diverted.

Supergirl? !

Chapter 94: Visitors from Heaven

Carla El, Superman's cousin.