Editor-in-Chief White was reading a manuscript from Louis Lane when he stood in front of his desk.

“…… i.e. the object and its occupants are not products of the earth......"

With a snap, he threw the paper on the table.

"I really can't report it, you can't change it, Luis." Editor-in-chief White said.

"We've talked about it a lot of times. There may be half of it inside that is your hallucination. ”

"But the civilian contractor proved ......"

"Ahh

"I'll tell you again, Louis. There is no difference between my opinion now and what I did a few days ago. The Pentagon denies the existence of a ship—"

Of course they deny it! They should deny it, because they are the Pentagon! Louis said urgently:

"Perry! Come on, we're talking about me, I'm a Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist. ”

"That's a bit of a journalist!" Editor-in-Chief White's voice was also tinged with anger: "I'm not going to report on the story of aliens hiding among ordinary people. Absolutely not. ”

Louis didn't speak.

Editor-in-Chief White sighed.

"Didn't you already send out your article in conjunction with that tabloid reporter Woodburn? That's it, Louis. ”

"That article is suitable for publication on his cancer website full of lies, not in the Planet Daily."

Louis opened his mouth: "My article just happened to leak ...... on the Internet"

"Alright, don't talk about this excuse, I've acquiesced in your actions, it's time to be content, Miss Lane."

White Editor-in-Chief says:

"I told you not to follow that line, but you let it go all over the Internet. The publisher wanted to sue you, and I blocked it. So Luis – two weeks of unpaid leave, I'm polite enough to you. But my tolerance is not unlimited.

"That's it for this time, but if you dare to do it again, I'll really fire you."

They stared at each other for a moment.

"So, Luis, I'll be honest with you, don't follow any further, it's for your good."

Editor-in-Chief White's tone slowed slightly:

I'm sure you've found something, Louis. I'm not saying that your leads are worthless. However, giving up is definitely the right choice and is good for everyone. ”

He whispered, "If people learn that there are such people on Earth, can you imagine how people will react?" ”

"Okay." Louis said.

Editor-in-Chief White shook his head:

"You're ready to go out."

……

……

……

Martha Kent has been thinking weird about the people she knows lately.

This afternoon, she went to a cake shop in a small town a few kilometers away to pick up the cake she had ordered a few days ago, and the owner, although enthusiastic, acted as if he had no idea that she had ordered a cake.

It's really hell, she told the other party two days ago that she had paid the deposit. No matter how busy the other party is, he won't even forget about business, right?

And the owner's temperament has also changed greatly, she remembers that the other party used to be very lazy, but now he looks diligent, and took the initiative to pay her double the deposit.

What's going on here?

Martha walked around the town with question marks on her head, only to find that the temperament of everyone in the town had changed drastically.

The diligent person becomes lazy, and the indifferent person becomes enthusiastic......

It's so weird, it's like there are countless excellent actors who have replaced these people in the town, and then according to their own understanding, they have performed one role after another.

Could it be that they have all been replaced by some shape-shifting monster? Like in "The Strange Shape"?

(Note: In the movie "Strange Shape", alien monsters will change into their appearance after eating living people.) ）

Martha Kent remembered the movie she had watched a few days ago, and her brain was a little divergent, but then she shook her head and laughed dumbly.

Haha, how is that possible?

Oh, and when it comes to this movie, this movie really scandalizes aliens too much, and her Clark baby is not such a scary alien.

Martha Kent thought as she closed the door of the car and took out a large bag of groceries and a cake from the back seat of the car, which the owner of the cake shop insisted on sending a cake as an atonement after losing a double deposit, but Martha paid the money firmly.

She turned her head to see that on the top of a hill in the distance, his precious son, Clark, was training with the gentleman named Bruce Wayne, which had been their routine for the past three days.

Clark doesn't tell him much about the mysterious Mr. Wayne, but she already knows that he is the billionaire in Gotham, the owner of the daily planet where his son now works. As for the rest? Her son didn't say it, and Martha wouldn't ask.

Clark has grown up and has the ability to handle social interactions on his own. And she just needs to see it.

The other side.

Vomit!

Clark never imagined that his introduction to martial arts would start with practicing to stop himself from vomiting.

When Mr. Bruce Wayne gave him the first time he smelled the stench of the Super Stink Bomb, he vomited directly on the spot, but the other party said casually next to him:

"Don't worry, you feel disgusting, Zod feels even more disgusting, but you've been smelling this stench for a long time, and he definitely can't compare to you in terms of tolerance, all you have to do is to be able to beat him into a small cookie against disgust......"

Clark barely controlled his breathing.

He knew that Mr. Wayne was right, and that after days of olfactory torture, he was now able to suppress his physical vomiting even if he smelled the stench.

And what he admires most is that Mr. Wayne is walking freely as if nothing has happened, even though he is also in such a foul-smelling environment.

What a hard training it took to suppress my vomiting physiological reaction!

"Alright, your mom is back."

Chen Tao saw Martha Kent's car appear in the sky, so he sprayed a special antidote made by Poison Ivy Girl in mid-air:

"That's all for today's training."

The foul smell in the air is quickly neutralized by the antidote, reducing the foul odor to a level that is not lethal.

But Chen Tao still silently maintained the full metalization of the respiratory system in the nasal cavity, and did not dare to inhale the slightest smell. He had seen Clark vomit and diarrhea during practice, and he didn't want to try it himself.

"I'll come back tomorrow to train with you. Remember those attacks I taught you. He said to Clark, and without even waiting for an answer, he turned into a bat made up of nanobots and flew away in a hurry. After teaching Clark, he still has Poison Ivy's training on his side.

Clark waved behind him.

He finally sprayed himself all over his body with the antidote of Poison Ivy, dispelling the remaining stench. After all, he didn't use the stink bomb to mine directly, and the contaminated stench quickly dissipated under the antidote.

Then he jumped off the cliff and flew back to his house in a hovering position.

He stretched out like a bird, breaking free from gravity, and swept over the low wheat fields, bringing up waves of wheat in circles and waves, fluttering with the evening breeze blowing on the ridges of Kent Farm.

At sunset, his mother, Martha Kent, stood in front of the house, with a car parked next to her, carrying a large bag of daily necessities in her hand, smiling as she watched her beloved son return from the sunset.

There is nothing more beautiful in the world than this.

"Oh, look at my son, great boy."

Clark hugged her, then took what she was holding, lifted the car with his bare hands, and put it in the garage.

"Hey, Mom."

"What's wrong?"

Clark opened his mouth, this matter had been haunting him for the past few days. He originally wanted to tell Martha Kent about General Zod, but when the words came to his lips, he finally gave up.

He told Martha something more pleasing to him.

"Nothing. I found it. ”

"Who?"

"My parents, my people. I know where I came from now. ”

"Ah, that's great, Clark. I'm so happy for you. Martha replied to him, a little stunned and a little relieved.

Clark sat with her on the stairs in front of the Kent residence.

"When you're a baby, I'm at the crib all night listening to your breathing, and that's not easy for you."

Martha Kent fell into the memory, and she seemed a little dazed.

"You work hard, I don't worry about you all the time."

"Are you afraid that the truth will be revealed?" Clark asked suddenly.

"Nope. Your truth? "Martha took her son by the hand:

"That's how cute you're doing. We knew it the first time we saw you. And I know that one day the world will find out. ”

"I just...... Fear that they will separate us. ”

"Oh, I'm not going anywhere." Clark hugged her, "Mom, I promise you. ”

……

……

……

Daily Planet.

"Hey, does anyone know where the cartridge is?"

Louis asked, a little irritated.

Tomorrow she's going to have to go on compulsive unpaid leave, so tonight is ......

Then as soon as she looked up, she saw all her colleagues heading outside.

"What's wrong?"

She asked.

"God, the news is all coming, you have to come and see." A female colleague told her. Her face was full of confusion and panic.

Louis followed. Inside the hall, everyone was staring at the TV.

A clear, large spaceship appeared on it.

Here's the headline of the news: A real UFO landed on Earth.

All the people looked at each other.

Perry White's eyes narrowed.

With a bang, the lights went out suddenly without warning.

The hall was dark.

Kent Farms.

Clark was watching TV. He lifted a bottle of drink and drank it down.

In a football match on TV, people push each other and fight each other. Clark hears Martha calling him.

"Here we are."

He put down his drink and walked out the door, and saw a huge spaceship in the night sky, as bright as day.

Martha Kent pointed at it, her lips trembling and speechless.

Bang dang!

The lights went out.

Clark turned his head slowly.

"Buzz...... Buzz ......"

He heard a low moan first.

He slowly walked into the room and pulled the door open.

“ You are not alone.”

Clark stared at the TV.

“You…… are not…… alone.”

In a dimly lit room, the TV spells out characters that flicker and flicker under constant signal interference.

The scene of the meeting of parliamentarians.

Both Lex Luthor and General Lane stood up. All the electronic screens in front of them had that string of characters on them.

“ You…… are not…… alone.”

The parliamentarians were silent.

"You...... No...... Alone. ”

Hong kong.

“Тынеодин.”

Russia.

"あなたは一人じゃない"

Japan.

around the world.

The same sentence is displayed on all electronic devices. That phrase repeated in the language of every ethnic nation.

You...... Not alone.

This string of characters reflects the pupils of every human who is sitting in front of an electronic device at this time.

"The RRS also has this information." (Simple information aggregation to aggregate website news for easy reading.) ）

Louis heard a colleague next to her say, "It's on my phone too." ”

There was a cacophony.

Louis stared at the figure, which was blurred by the interference of the signal.

"I ...... I'm General Zod. I ......"

"I'm from a distant planet."

Clark Kent stands in front of the TV.

Chen Tao sat in front of the Kryptonian computer, with Lucius in a mask and Ivy Ivy standing next to him. He wears the hemispherical machine on his head from Tych's teleprojection device, which Poison Ivy has previously carried to detect the launch of a nuclear bomb.

"I have crossed the vast sea of stars to find you."

"We were going to make contact sooner, but it took almost 10 minutes to analyze your various languages and dialects. After that, we had to decide on a frequency that your device could accept. ”

"You really should think about a unified language and a common frequency, or your species will not achieve anything."

Dr. Hamilton turned to look at the expression on General Lane's face. He clenched his fists, his gaze sweeping over the figure on everyone's screen.

Luthor stared at the figure. He breathed heavily and his face flushed.

"You have sheltered one of my people."

"And now I ask you to hand him over." Martha Kent slowly walked up to Clark's side, her steps even staggering.

"For some reason, he has chosen to hide his existence from you. He does his best to fit in with you, he looks like you, but he's not of the same race. ”

Martha grabbed her son.

"If anyone knows where he is. Then the fate of your planet is in your hands. ”

"Carl Ayr, do you hear that?"

Clark looked at the figure who approached the camera expressionlessly: "Come out and surrender within 24 hours." ”

"Or let the world bear the consequences. If necessary. For the sake of innocent lives, I ask you to come out and surrender in person—"

Louis Lane felt a little weak in his legs.

She leaned against the wall next to her.

"Can you hear me, Karl Ai—"

Whew-la!

But Zod's words couldn't go on.

With a loud stream and cross-interference sound.

Louis heard the voice of General Zod:

"Wait. How can it be? Who are you? How did you hack into our frequency-"

Then she heard a deep voice coming.

"Hello, aliens. I'm Batman, a human. Zod. I'm here to tell you something:

"Humanity will never give in to you."

(End of chapter)