on the farm.

"Clark! Don't forget about today's work! ”

An uncle with slightly pale hair was staring at a young and strong young man, constantly harvesting golden wheat all over the ground, and beside the uncle and the young man, a state-of-the-art harvester was parked, but the middle-aged man had no intention of using it at all.

"Father, I don't understand, why can't I be a hero who can save the world like my brother, but squat in the country and harvest wheat here with a broken sickle?"

After listening to the uncle's words, the young man's face was a little unpleasant, as if he was rebellious, he threw away the sickle in his hand and questioned his father.

"Because your brother is ready, and you don't!"

The middle-aged man answered the question of the youth, to be precise, the teenager with an unchanged face.

"Ready? I'm ready, now all I need to do is ask my brother to give me a suit of battle clothes, and I can fly into the sky like him in no time, no, maybe I can fly faster than him! ”

The rebellious young man looked at the sky, his eyes were full of longing, he longed to fly out of here, out of this farm, his world, should be like his brother, in the endless sky.

"Ready? Hehe......"

The middle-aged man suddenly laughed after listening to the words of the rebellious youth.

"Are you really ready?"

"Why didn't I see what you call preparing?"

"If you're talking about preparing to throw the sickle aside and not go farming, then okay, you're done, you're the best in the world, my boy!"

"But please understand first, a hero will never lose his weapon, at least not your brother."

The middle-aged man looked at the rebellious young man and spoke in a deep voice.

"Hmm......" The rebellious young man heard this, looked at the sickle on the ground, he looked hesitant, and finally picked up the sickle, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and apologized: "I'm sorry, father, please don't tell my brother about today, okay?" ”

"Can ......"

"But child, you have to remember that what you need is to calm down, not to be afraid of something, I hope that one day you will be sincere and not throw away the sickle in your hand, not because you are afraid that your brother will hear your negative evaluation, and pick up the sickle that you threw on the ground, there is a big difference, you need to understand it yourself."

The middle-aged man continues to teach his children.

"I see, father."

Although the rebellious young man is a little rebellious, he is ruthlessly smart, smarter than everyone in this world, so he can understand that what the middle-aged man said is right.

"Very good, go ahead, slowly feel the most primitive feeling of the touch between the sickle and the wheat."

The middle-aged man turned around as he spoke.

"Father, I'm done!"

It was also the moment the middle-aged man turned around that he heard the voice of a rebellious young man behind him.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he turned around and saw pieces of wheat that had been cut neatly, and not only that, but the wheat had been tied up with rope and arranged neatly. …

"Clark!"

The middle-aged man looked at the scene in front of him, his brows furrowed, he knew that his son couldn't hold back and had a superpower.

"Hey......

The rebellious youth, Clark Kent, the son of a middle-aged man, smiled and really didn't want to waste too much time on cutting the wheat.

"Alas......" The middle-aged man looked at the chuckling Clark and sighed helplessly, and then said: "Clark, your brother called me again yesterday to urge me, originally I still wanted to continue to stay in this field, but now it seems that I need to change myself, you are ready, go to the metropolis with me and your mother!" ”

"Great, can we finally get out of here?"

Clark Kent had a look of excitement on his face, he had always felt like he didn't fit in with the people here, and it was great that it was finally time to leave.

"Yes! Great, your brother has found you an Ivy League university, and when you study at the university, the president of that university and your brother will recommend you to MIT, Cambridge Trinity College, and other top universities to help you further your education. ”

The middle-aged man knew his son too well, and Clark must have thought that he would not have to go to school, and that he could start a company and be a hero like his legendary brother, but unfortunately he didn't, so he looked at his son with a smile and preached.

"What? Still going to school? ”

Clark's face changed, he was almost tired of going to school, it was really boring.

"In short, even if the world is ready for a new, equally great hero, but unfortunately, our hero is not ready, so it will take time, which is not in a hurry."

The middle-aged man continued to preach.

"Alright, alright, I got it, Dad!"

Clark looked aggrieved, but he was powerless to resist.

The middle-aged man smiled, pushed open the door of the house, and walked inside.

"Jonathan ......"

As soon as he entered the house, he saw a beautiful lady preparing dinner for him and his son.

"Martha, your craft is amazing again!"

Jonathan smiled as he looked at the delicious dishes his wife had cooked.

"The wheat harvest is finished?"

Martha asked, looking at her husband and son.

"Well, I'll leave this farm to someone else to manage after that."

Jonathan nodded and spoke to Martha.

"What do you mean?"

Martha was stunned for a moment, then asked.

"Didn't Jupiter keep urging us to go to the Metropolis? I think it's time to go. ”

Jonathan looked at Martha and explained.

"Oh my, we're finally reunited again."

Martha had tears rolling in her eyes, and she had forgotten how long it had been since she had seen her dear eldest son, Jupiter.

"Yes, it's time to reunite, anyway, shouldn't we get dressed again or something, you know, when we go to that kind of big city, we have to dress up and not disgrace our dear son."

Jonathan frowned, thinking. …

"Oh, I guess we should ask our son."

Martha nodded, said, and dialed directly.

"Didi ......"

"Hello?"

With a series of ringtones, the phone was answered.

"Jupiter?"

Martha asked tentatively.

"Mother?"

A questioning voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Jupiter is like this, I discussed with your father and decided to take Clark to the Metropolitan to find you, is there anything you need to prepare?"

Martha asked.

"Great, I said you should come to the Met!"

"You don't need to prepare anything, I'll send someone to pick you up early tomorrow morning."

"By the way, if the farm is to be handled, I will arrange someone to take care of it, and you tell my father about this matter so that he can rest assured that my subordinates are definitely more energetic than a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, and can take care of the farm better."

Jupiter teased slightly.

"Hehe......"

Martha smiled, glanced at Jonathan, who was standing beside him, and said nothing.

"I can hear you, and I'm not old! Also, those people of yours may not be able to protect my farm better than I do, I ......"

Jonathan was a little unconvinced.

"I know, I know, I have something to do in a while, so we'll see you tomorrow!"

Jupiter said, hanging up.

It seems that Jupiter does not intend to give Jonathan a chance to say something, or rather, Jupiter is afraid that Jonathan will suddenly change his mind and will not go.

"Alas......"

Jonathan listened to the hang-up sound on the phone and sighed, his eldest son, like a god, has been so different since he was a child, everything can be done perfectly, to be honest, they don't have any sense of accomplishment at all, it's Jonathan that Jupiter gave Jonathan a way that even if Jupiter doesn't have a father, he can still live a good life.

As for Clark, although Clark is not so perfect, Jonathan has a sense of accomplishment in helping children grow, probably this is the sense of accomplishment of being a father!

"Tell your brother that he will send someone to pick us up tomorrow!"

Jonathan turned to look at Clark, who was stealing food, and said.

"Huh?!"

Clark didn't expect Jonathan to suddenly turn around, and in one go, shoved a whole fish into his mouth and swallowed it.

"Alas......"

Jonathan suddenly sighed again, his two children are completely two extremes.

Late at night......

Clark lay in his room, unable to sleep for a long time.

He had thought of becoming a hero, flying above the skies, protecting everything in this world, as if it were his destiny, his duty, and faintly, he could hear a voice guiding him to do so.

But......

From childhood to adulthood, whether he was bullied or others were bullied, the person who protected them was always his eldest brother Jupiter, a man with the same name as the god-king of ancient Rome, powerful, kind, and perfect not like a human being.

While he was still thinking about which high school to attend, his older brother was already flying in tights to protect the world in the skies of the world. …

Sometimes, Clark thinks that he always feels as if he is living in the shadow of Jupiter, and no matter how much he struggles, he can't get rid of Jupiter's shadow, which bothers Clarke.

"I'm going to Metropolis tomorrow, what kind of city is that?"

"Can I get my brother's approval to join him in protecting the safety of all beings in this world?"

Clark thought, too, that one day he could fly in the sky in his suit.

The next day, as the sun shone through the glass on Clark's face, he slowly opened his eyes, he couldn't remember when he fell asleep, but he did sleep soundly that night.

"Ah~"

Clark stretched and went downstairs. I saw seven or eight men in black walking around their house, as if they were doing something.

"Hey! What are you doing?! ”

Clark looked at the people who were carrying things, and his expression was unhappy.

"Clark, are you awake? We're ready to move! ”

Just when Clark looked unhappy, Martha, who was holding a potted plant, saw her child and laughed out loud.

"These are my brother's people? Came so early? ”

After Clark listened to Martha's words, he noticed the logo on the clothes of the group of people in front of him, and these men in black were all printed with the words Kent Group.

"We are Mr. Jupiter's men, and he ordered us to come and move the furniture!"

"We will then escort you to our Kent Group's private airport and depart by private jet."

The man in black at the head explained to Clark with a smile on his face after listening to Clark's words.

"Oh well, thank you!"

Clark realized that he had misunderstood, and thanked the men in black.

"Hahaha......"

"Not at all, that's what we should do!"

The man in black shook his head and smiled at Clark.

"Private airport, private jet! It seems that my brother's estate is much bigger than I imagined! ”

At this moment, Clark was still in shock, he had been staying in the countryside, and he still didn't know what kind of scale Jupiter's company was.

On the other side, above the tall buildings.

Jupiter, dressed in a leotard, stood on the roof of the Kent Tower, looking down on the city.

This is his city, Metropolis!

The people of this city worship him as the true god!

And the people of the other cities, those in the powerful and powerful, all called Jupiter the mayor of the metropolis behind their backs.

"Jupiter, you're here~"

Just as Jupiter was looking down on the city, a numb female voice sounded behind him, and a tall woman, with a catwalk, walked towards him.

"I'm admiring this city~"

Jupiter turned around, looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and said with a smile.

"Hehe, I still remember, five years ago, when you were still a little pudding, you came to this city alone, and came to us and said, the world needs a hero, and you are that hero, we all think you are a little slippery head teasing us, but after five years, you really became a hero of this world~"

The woman smiled at Jupiter, she still remembered the way the arrogant imp made the whole board laugh after saying this, and she also remembered that when the members of the board of directors laughed, the arrogant imp slowly floated up from the ground, and the entire board of directors was silent for a while.

"That's because the world needs me!"

"It's not that I need the world, it's that the world needs me!"

Jupiter continued to look down on the city below him with his hands behind his back, but it wasn't long before his stupid brother Clark was about to be picked up at Metropolis before he could begin to prepare for his next move.

"We need more heroes."

After Jupiter finished speaking, the figure disappeared in front of the woman's eyes.

"I know ~Mr. Jupiter~"

The woman smiled as she looked at the office door that suddenly opened, the documents that had been blown away by the wind.