"Clark, Rorschach, go to dinner, or you'll be late."

"Right now, Mother."

"It's almost ready."

The two of them who should be with her are in the warehouse, sorting out and carrying boxes of goods.

Rorschach stacked the last box of goods on top and followed Clark out of the gloomy warehouse.

The morning sun shone on the two young men, and they entered the farmhouse one after the other.

In the dining room, Martha was spreading butter on freshly baked bread, and the smell of wheat was already spreading throughout the room.

Although the workload just now is huge, the strange thing is that not only are there no beads of sweat on the two of them, but there is not even dust.

"Do I need some milk for you?"

Clark opened the refrigerator with a large bottle of milk in his hand and looked back at his brother.

After nodding his head, Clark gulped down half of the milk and handed it to Rorschach.

Rorschach was not polite, the morning's work did consume a lot of calories, and he did not dislike Clark for having just drunk it, and drank the remaining milk from the bottle.

"Hey! Don't drink like that! ”

Martha wanted to step forward to stop the two brothers, but the speed of the two was so fast that Martha had just taken two steps away from the stove when the empty bottle was already on the table.

"It tastes better this way." Clark smiled brightly.

"No matter how much we can't forget our family's upbringing." Martha only felt a slight headache, so she glared at the two brothers, but then sighed again.

"The two of them finished a whole bottle of milk again?"

Jonathan dusted himself off the door and put his hands on Clark and Rorschach's shoulders, smiling.

"It's not early, why don't you eat on the road, lest you run all the way and get chickens and dogs to jump."

Martha didn't have a problem with these two children either.

The two brothers were found together, and because Clark was larger, and because he was holding Rorschach with a wrinkled little face in his arms, they became older brothers.

But in the process of growing up, the Kents were helpless to find that although the two children received the same education, they grew up to be completely different.

Clark is like a thick, steady, gentle and kind horse.

No matter what kind of hard work he has, it is nothing in his heart, but when you get closer, you will find that he is a little shy and shy.

The thinner Rorschach was like a falcon, and even with a layer of bangs, few people could look at him calmly.

And the closer you get to him, the stronger the sense of crisis, like a flock of sheep grazing peacefully feels an eagle falling from the sky.

But even if the personalities of these two children are not different at all, their relationship is very good.

Without him, just because the strength of both of them is not comparable to mortals.

In this regard, Rorschach is more comfortable with it.

Clark ran out of the classroom the day he suddenly saw the teacher's skeletal muscles and blood vessels in class.

In the end, it was Rorschach who hugged him and coaxed him for a while, and then he returned to his seat and correctly answered the question the teacher had just asked.

It is precisely because of Clark's bizarre behavior that his classmates often laugh at him for being a freak.

Clark sometimes feels guilty that he has caused his brother to suffer.

But after Rorschach calmly walked out of the toilet, leaving only a small group wailing and rolling, the voices were much less.

Other parents have not tried to find a school, trying to put pressure on the school to persuade Rorschach to quit.

But looking at the three or four little chubby people with blue noses and swollen faces on their side, there were even two or three other people.

There's just a skinny Rorschach over there.

Instead, in the end, the small group that blocked Rorschach in the toilet stayed for a week.

This is the end of the matter.

"Go back, Ollie." As he walked to the door, Rorschach touched the head of his border collie.

The other party was also very obedient, and after rubbing Rorschach's palm, he returned to his nest.

"Slow down the road!"

When Rorschach and Clark went out with their sandwiches, Martha was still shouting at the door.

Jonathan, on the other hand, was holding a glass of hot milk and waving at the two with a smile on his face.

In fact, Rorschach doesn't need to eat, his whole body is transformed by the black light virus, and even clothes can be mimicked.

As soon as it touches "food", Rorschach is able to absorb it into its body and digest it.

The reason why I eat normally is just to take care of the people around me.

For more than a decade, Rorschach has been actively hunting throughout the farm, including the surrounding forests.

However, the surrounding areas can only be regarded as normal wild animals, and there is nothing particularly unusual.

Therefore, Rorschach can only win by quantity, and while adapting to the skyrocketing physical fitness of the black light transformation, he will accumulate some points and save them for later exchange.

"It's really strange, Ollie is naughty at home, even his father was almost bitten by it, how can he be so obedient by your side."

Of course, Clark had palpitations, and when he was a child, Ollie showed the nature of dismantling the family, and he would run away if he threw the rope.

Both Martha and Jonathan have almost been bitten several times while playing with Ollie.

But as long as Rorschach was around, it couldn't behave, as if it was born so obedient.

"Maybe it likes me better."

Rorschach smiled and didn't explain too much.

Except for the cheap brother from Krypton next to him, in the Kansas where they live, Rorschach can be said to be at the top of the food chain.

The coercion brought by this apex predator will affect even the surrounding humans.

However, the Kent couple grew up watching Rorschach, and Rorschach would deliberately hold such an aura in front of them.

Clark beside him is a Kryptonian, and the sense of crisis brought about by this high-level suppression has never sprung up in his heart.

"Speaking of which, how prepared are you?" Rorschach saw that Clark had already taken out the piece of paper, and the corners of his mouth were almost reaching the root of his ears.

"What?" Silly, Clark turned his head, he had clearly not heard what Rorschach had just said.

"Rugby thing." Rorschach was a little helpless.

Like all teenagers in adolescence, Clark wants to be noticed, and there's no more straightforward way to do that than to be selected as the school's football captain.

In high school in the United States, studying well will not bring you much respect, but will give you the nickname "nerd".

But if you're athletic, your popularity will skyrocket.

Clark is full of confidence, he is not a little stronger than ordinary people.

Originally, Jonathan forbade him to use that powerful power in front of outsiders, but in the end, it was Rorschach who persuaded the Kent couple.

"If the supernatural power is not mastered, sooner or later Clark will kill people with the purpose of saving people."

Rorschach's meaning is simple, of course, Clark has more power than ordinary people, elephants and ants.

But you can't ask the giant elephant to live with the power of an ant all the time, and you can't ask him to be able to use his power freely.

From that day on, Rorschach became Clark's sparring partner on the technique.