"It's really, are we both from the other side of the sky? An alien planet? But we look in human form? ”

Clarke, who met Rorschach, was like opening the conversation, and kept talking, without giving Rorschach a chance to interject.

"Also, we weren't born to our parents, this ......"

Speaking of which, Clark couldn't go on.

The impact he received today was a little too great, even in front of Rorschach, he could release the pressure without any taboos, and he was a little speechless at the moment.

"But they're still our parents."

Rorschach still looked very calm and unhurried.

"But...... But ......"

"Relax, Clark."

Rorschach still knew Clark, and his mind was blank not because of the impact.

On the contrary, after the CPU is started at full speed, there are too many thoughts in his head, and he can't finish talking with one mouth.

It's like when they were ten years old, they went to the lake with their neighbor Lana's family to go fishing and have a picnic.

Lana just took his hand and walked to the lake, and Clark came up with the name of the first child the two gave birth to, and there were more than a dozen versions based on gender, hair color, and time.

So many times Clark doesn't speak, not because he can't speak, on the contrary, he wants to say so much that he gets stuck in his mouth.

It is precisely because of this problem that he and Lana are obviously childhood sweethearts, but they have not made progress for a long time.

Although Whitney doesn't have a good personality, he communicates normally, and he can't make Lana happy.

On the other hand, Clark, although Lana threw a lot of olive branches, in the end he failed because of his stuck.

"This one, it's yours." Rorschach handed over the key, "I have some memories of our backgrounds, and if you can accept it, I can tell you about it." ”

"Do you remember?"

Even if Rorschach didn't have any expression on weekdays, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at this moment.

I don't know if my brother is big-hearted or slow, and he is like a nobody who is forced to land on the earth for such a big thing.

"In other words, if you can accept it, we both came to Earth from aliens, but not from the same planet."

Rorschach sat next to Clark and looked out at the night sky.

"What do you mean?" Clark was confused, the information he had received today was a little too large.

"We don't look like creatures by any means, you can feel it by feeling."

Clark slowly turned his head to look at his brother.

If there is a classification of power, his share is undoubtedly what the world often thinks of as "God."

Powerful, extremely fast, eyes can see far and wide, and the body is indestructible, but at the same time it maintains an amiable human appearance.

Recently, he has discovered that he seems to have a new ability: the eyes can be "heated" and the mouth can be "cooled".

Although Rorschach can catch up with Clark in strength and speed, the ability that accompanies him is terrifying.

Whoever saw Rorschach's appearance when he activated those abilities would cry out from the bottom of his heart.

Countless black tissues are intertwined, interspersed with bits of red light, to the extent that at a glance they are basically half a life gone.

"Original...... That's ......"

Clark's mind spun around a few times, and he finally figured it out.

"To be honest, with your ability, you found that the escape pod is different from our two species, shouldn't it have been a long time ago?"

Rorschach reluctantly lowered his forehead.

He never thought that Clark's weakness was kryptonite, and that kind of thing could be avoided in the end as long as he wanted to.

It is precisely because he is sometimes too kind, kind like a fool, that he will be hurt again and again.

"So, where am I from?"

Clark looked at the distant night sky, from where he and Rorschach had come to Earth one night many years ago in the escape pod they had just seen.

"Krypton, an extremely ancient planet, is probably destroyed, that's why I sent you here."

Rorschach shrugged, he knew a lot of backstories, but he couldn't really be sure which ones were in this universe.

So let's just talk about the settings that are basically infallible.

"Of course, my homeland has also been destroyed, and your parents have chosen a planet for you whose natives resemble yours."

"What about you?" Clark turned to look at his brother.

With his brain, it quickly turned.

What kind of creature needs to be in space with a baby waiting for a passing rescue pod to save a life?

"Alone."

Rorschach's answer couldn't have been more succinct.

"That's right." Clark grinned ugly and didn't say anything more.

He didn't ask Rorschach how he knew about it, nor did he continue to ask Krypton everything.

The two older boys stood shoulder to shoulder, looking at the night sky together from the attic called the "Fortress of Solitude".

The bedroom on the first floor still has a faint light.

On such a quiet evening, the peace of Kent Farm was undoubtedly enjoyed by the creatures who lived here.

However, Amanda Waller, who is thousands of miles away, does not enjoy it, and Amanda wants to die now.

"For God's sake, who can tell me where that stupid shark is!"

"Boss, I told you, Jaws aren't actually stupid, and animal trainers are a bad idea."

Not long ago, the latest new member to join this secret organization, "Nannawi".

He's like the kind of villain in the cartoon, the anthropomorphic shark, who walks into reality, but not so fierce, instead of sluggish.

Just a few days after Ke'an's birthday, just when everyone thought that Nanawi could go on a "mission", he bit several staff members to death and rushed all the way into the river.

Amanda detonated the bomb buried in the back of her neck on the spot, but it didn't seem to have much impact.

The radar quickly lost its target, and no ship could match the speed of Nanawai in the water.

"Now is the time to discuss this?"

Amanda was angry, and her black face couldn't help but darken a little more.

"Boss, new discovery, in Kansas, in a place called 'Smolvey Town,' we found traces of what could be Nannaville."

"Nannawi's escape route wasn't towards the sea, he probably guessed that we would intercept him along the coast."

Amanda looked at the projected image on the central screen: the scarred underside of the solid school bus.

"Assemble a damn squad now, plant the bombs and surveillance, and head to that town!"

"Do you need to prepare for missile deployment in advance?"

A female subordinate sitting at the console asked in a low voice.

With Nanawi's thick skin and the ability to withstand an explosion close to the neck, conventional weapons of war are unlikely to be effective.

At the very least, it has to be at the vehicle level.

"Of course! Who stuffed this idiot in! Are you an intern? First day of work here? Do you want me to show you where the coffee machine and toilet are? ”

Obviously, someone had a bad look, which annoyed the boss who was angry, and he was scolded for scolding his head and covering his face.

If you listen carefully, you will find that her scolding is not only sharp, but also has an inexplicable rhythm.

It's like a racial gift.

"Get that damn brute back for me!"

Amanda gave the order in a majestic manner.