The metropolis is located in Delaware, on the east coast of the United States.

It belongs to the subtropical monsoon, with four distinct seasons, hot summers and warm winters.

Even in the coldest part of winter, temperatures rarely fall below freezing.

Compared to Gotham, Metropolis is equally developed and full of sunshine and hope.

The dark blue glass walls of the dozens of floors reflect the sun's rays, but they can't stop the busy and full people.

Between the tall buildings, pedestrians come and go on the streets.

Whether it is these sky-high buildings, or those men and women dressed in foreign style, they all open the eyes of a poor boy who came from the countryside.

Clark carried his suitcase and looked up at the tall buildings around him, and suddenly felt a little lost in his heart.

However, he quickly gathered his thoughts and took the first step towards putting down roots in the Met.

Find a cheap enough cheap apartment!

Looking at the layers of rental information on the wall of the real estate agency, Clark couldn't help but shake his head.

These houses are all too expensive, and even the lowest priced single rooms are far out of his budget.

This gave Clarke, who came from a small town, a new and shocking understanding of the prices and rents of a city like Metropolis.

At the same time, another question arose in his mind.

"How much does Batman's Batcave cost?"

When Clark walked out of the house shop dejectedly, he was immediately grabbed by the arm by a homeless man in a shabby jacket.

The man was a thin man, wearing a brown knitted hat on his head, a dark brown jacket that looked like it had never been washed, a pair of whitish-white jeans, and rotten Martin boots.

"Hey, brother, are you looking for a cheap house?"

After pulling hard a few times, and finding that Clark was not moving, the man asked mysteriously.

Clark frowned when he heard this, the smell of this person was really difficult for him to accept.

"I don't think I'm interested in being your roommate at all." Clark slapped the homeless man by the hand and said, "Maybe I'll be able to find a suitable house by looking at a few more." ”

When the homeless man heard this, he smiled wryly, stretched out the fingers of his left hand, bared his big yellow teeth, and said: "Fifty dollars a month, a single room, including water, electricity and Internet!" ”

"Elbow, show me."

Clark said without hesitation.

Compared to the unpleasant smell of this guy, it is obvious that the temptation of cheap rent is greater.

The homeless man then took Clark across a dozen blocks, and it was two hours before they arrived at the place the homeless man had said.

It was a mountain-like complex of buildings, like a giant lying on its stomach in the sunlight.

These buildings are not too tall, basically topped by ten floors.

And it's a very different place than the metropolitan business district.

Many scrawny people lay in the front of the cave in the filthy bedding, surrounded by syringes.

Several wild dogs galloped past the two of them, holding what appeared to be a finger in their mouths.

"This place looks a little similar to the area where Big Depp's antique shop in Gotham is located."

"It seems to be called Naho Island?"

Clark browled and muttered, but there was no intention of retreating.

Since you want to start your own superhero path in Metropolis, then such a place is obviously more suitable for you.

After all, robberies and shootings are all around you, and you will definitely be able to prevent these crimes in a more timely manner.

"But I really didn't expect that behind the glamorous background of the metropolis, there would be such an unbearable corner." Clark said.

"What did you say?" The homeless man asked.

Clark glanced down at the guy, and after confirming that he didn't hide any murder weapons, he asked, "I said, what are the floors of the house you want to rent?" ”

The homeless man smiled awkwardly and said, "Right in front, right in front." ”

Hearing this, Clark took out the glasses that Depp gave him from his school bag, and immediately used the function of facial fine-tuning after putting them on.

The homeless man looked at Clarke, and suddenly felt that the young man seemed to be a little different from what he had just been, but for a moment he couldn't tell the difference.

Soon, in front of the thirteen buildings, the homeless man stopped.

"The room is on the eighth floor of this building." The homeless man said, "Come with me." ”

Clark followed the homeless man to the eighth floor, where he took out a bunch of keys and searched carefully for a long time before finding the one that belonged to this room.

When I opened the dilapidated door, I was greeted by the smell of mold.

Clark walked into the house, and the setting inside was quite retro and old, not to mention compared to the Metropolis, even compared to his own home in Smallville Town, it was considered an antique!

And there was nothing but a bed and a desk, and a simple coat hanger made of iron shelves, and a piece of linen on the hanger.

Refrigerator, washing machine and not even a stove

The homeless man stood on tiptoe and patted Clark on the shoulder, then stretched out his hand and said, "Fifty dollars a month, no credit." ”

Clark looked at the room, and finally sighed helplessly, took fifty dollars from his jacket pocket, and put it in the homeless man's hand.

The homeless man then tossed the key to Clark and left the room.

Before closing the door of the house, the homeless man said kindly: "Young man, I advise you not to go out after ten o'clock in the evening. If you're out at that time, it's best not to come back yet. As you can see, this place is not so peaceful. ”

"Thank you very much, I didn't expect you to be a kind guy." Clark said gratefully.

But the homeless man sneered and said, "Kindness? I'm just hoping I'll be able to charge you another fifty dollars next month. ”

With that, the homeless man slammed the door shut and left.

Clark looked at the dusty room, took a deep breath, and then blew it out.

In an instant, the dust of the entire room was blown by Clark on the crumbling window.

As all the dust was blown out of the room, the room became much cleaner and tidy.

After all, the house is very empty, and if you clean it carefully, it will become quite tidy.

However, the fly in the ointment is that the already crumbling window, under Clark's blow, finally couldn't bear its own weight and fell down with a click.

Soon, the sound of cursing sounded downstairs.

Clark didn't pay attention to it, because he had already seen the guy cursing at him through his clairvoyance.

The guy wasn't hurt at all, he was just woken up by a falling window.

Blowing off the floating dust, Clark picked up the linen cloth from the hanger, washed it, and immediately turned into a whirlwind and got busy in all corners of the house.

Ten seconds later, the entire room of hangers had been turned upside down by Clark's efforts.

All the places were wiped clean as new, and as for the linen just now, it was directly thrown into the public trash can at the door by Clarke.

After cleaning the house, Clark left the room and went to the nearest supermarket.

He has a lot of things to buy, most of which are groceries and some food that he likes.

When visiting the supermarket, Clark does not use his superpowers, and he carefully shops in the supermarket like a normal person.

It was a feeling he had never experienced before, and the supermarkets in the small town were completely different from the metropolis.

Everything here makes Clark feel fresh and interesting.

Even the most ordinary supermarket shopping keeps Clark smiling all the time.

After shopping, under the watchful eyes of the cashier's young lady, Clark walked out of the supermarket and came to a deserted alley.

He looked left and right to make sure there was no one else around, then he jumped to his feet and flew towards his new home.

While Clark is now only a short flight, it's more than enough for the distance between the city centre and the rental house.

During the flight, Clark looked at the streets and pedestrians flashing by and said, "Oh, I didn't expect there to be people in the Metropolitan who use the same suitcase as me!" ”

After flying forward for a short while, Clark frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

"That seems to be my suitcase just now!"

Clark immediately turned around and flew towards the place where the suitcase had been found.

In a dark alley in the Met, a couple of thieves open Clark's trunk and throw its contents everywhere.

The bald head at the head looked angry and said, "It's really unlucky, why is this kid so poor?" ”

"That's it!" Another guy beside him complained: "And the clothes inside are more earthy than one another, it's really speechless, this kid escaped from a ravine?" ”

"Huh!" The bald head's eyes lit up, and he picked up a certain piece of clothing in the suitcase and said, "This dress doesn't seem to be made of ordinary material, and it should be worth some money!" ”

But in the next second, the red and blue clothes in his hand disappeared instantly, and then, a voice sounded from behind them: "Didn't your mother tell you that stealing is a bad act?" ”

The bald head and his little brother looked up and saw Clark in Superman uniform in front of them.

"Less fucking and more nosy, hurry up and get out of the way!" The bald head said, "John, go and punch him." ”

"Okay boss!"

The guy known as John strode up to Clarke, raised his fist and smashed it on Clark's chin: "Eat me with a punch, do you think you are Superman in Superman's cosplay costume?" ”

But Clark didn't move, and the punch didn't affect him at all.

Seeing this, John frowned and said, "Boss, this kid is not quite right!" ”

As he spoke, he took out the dagger he had hidden in his arms and stabbed Clark in the heart with all his might.

The crimson condensation in Clark's eyes, and the heat instantly shot at John's dagger.

Naturally, a dagger made of ordinary metal could not withstand the attack of heat rays, and it turned into molten iron in an instant.

Seeing this scene, John immediately froze in place, trembling all over.

It was a scene he had never seen before, and he seemed to have provoked a very remarkable guy.

Looking at Clark's uniform, as well as the heat ray just now, John suddenly thought of something terrible.

He turned his head and said to the bald head behind him, "Old. Boss, we seem to be in big trouble? ”

"John, you idiot, what's wrong?" The bald head said angrily, still looking for the dress that looked like it was worth a lot of money in Clark's suitcase.

John swallowed and said word by word, "We. . . It seems to have met Superman. ”

"What?!"

Two minutes later, the two men were thrown unharmed by Clark at the door of the Metropolitan Police Department, with their own indictments written on them.

Clark then returned to the alley, packed his bags, and returned to the rental house where the lock had been picked.

Once inside, Clark turned back and used heat rays to weld the worn iron door to the wall together, then laid out the sheets and bedding and lay down on them tiredly.

It was just late at night, and Clark already felt like he had some pajamas.

The first time I came to the metropolis, this boy from a small town felt the prosperity and malice of a big city.

All this is contradictory but reasonable, novel and full of unpredictable malice.

These feelings, which he had never experienced before, made Clark feel quite tired.

After all, the kid hasn't been able to get a good night's sleep since yesterday.

"Is this what life is like in a big city?" Clark covered his head under the covers: "Starting tomorrow, it's time to look for a job, I hope it will be smoother than today." ”

Set the alarm clock for 10 o'clock in the evening, half an hour earlier than the agreed training time.

Clark then took off his clothes, rolled over under the covers, and fell asleep.

In his sleep, he dreamed of his future.

In the dream future, in normal times, he is the most famous journalist in the whole of the metropolis.

He went to the gang to obtain evidence of their crimes and reported them truthfully.

He sneaked into the interior of large corporations and made public the evidence that they had violated the law and carried out inhumane experiments.

He traveled to snow-capped mountains, dense forests, the bottom of the sea and other extreme places to visit and investigate, and showed the secrets hidden in nature to people all over the world.

In addition to reporters, Clark turned into Superman after work, doing chivalrous deeds in the metropolis to save lives.

Countless people who were on the verge of death were saved by themselves.

Countless souls on the verge of collapse have been pulled back to the right path by themselves.

Countless criminals who have been hiding for many years have been sent to the police station by their own hands.

You are the symbol of the Met!

Superman Clark will become the patron saint of the entire metropolis, and even the whole of America and the whole world!

Wherever the world needs him, Clark is willing to go immediately to save those who really need him.

Jingle bells!

Jingle bells!

Immersed in a sweet dream, Clark is awakened by his phone's alarm clock, and he looks at the neat but dilapidated rental houses around him, scratching his hair and smiling wryly at the corners of his mouth.

Although the dream may not be far away, the reality is quite cruel.

Not to mention, there is also the impending crisis of General Zod.

Clark straightened his thoughts and clothes, opened the window and jumped out, heading straight for Gotham.

(End of chapter)