Chapter 17 Clark's Dream and Luther

Author: Purple potato can fly

Chapter 17 Clark's Dream and Luther

"David Clark, today we are going to sell fruits at the market outside the town. You will help load the car later."

During a rare holiday, my mother's call came from downstairs.

The wooden staircase at the foot responded to the initial mother, and David casually remembered what happened yesterday as he went downstairs.

Grek, whose image changed drastically in the school, also seemed to have had genetic mutations.

"His heartbeat is much slower than that of ordinary people."

However, there are many people in this town who have genetic mutations, so it’s good if you don’t mess with him.

Sitting at the dining table.

Jonathan soaked cereals in milk and ate breakfast.

David didn't like cereals, ate hot bread, and smeared blueberry jam on top with a dining knife.

"Clark!" Seeing that the eldest son had not come down, Martha shouted upstairs again.

Bang!

There was a dull sound upstairs, accompanied by a sound like a broken wood.

"When did Clark get up?"

Jonathan was stunned and said.

It sounds like something was destroyed by Clark.

"Are you okay, Clark?"

Knowing that her husband was just a joke, Martha shouted upstairs.

"I'm fine, mother, I'll come down right away, that's..."

Upstairs, Clark's voice was a little panicked.

After a while, he sat at the dining table with a look of a ghost, and said embarrassedly as if a child had caused trouble.

"The bed in my room needs to be repaired."

"Your bed is broken? What's going on?"

A hint of doubt appeared in Jonathan's eyes.

Adolescence is the time when the human body develops rapidly. Is it because my son's strength has increased again and he can no longer control his strength?

"I just woke up and found my body floating in the air. After being frightened, I fell down and broke the foot of the bed."

Clark frowned, with a slight resistance.

How could a person fly? He had another ability that was different from ordinary people, which made him feel very bad. He once again reminded him that he was an alien and that he did not belong to this family.

And will something uncontrollable happen to him next?

"float?"

From super power, super defense, to super speed... Although the couple who have long experienced this are also surprised.

Since ancient times, flying has always been a dream of mankind.

The careful and keen Martha sensed his emotions, grabbed his son's hand, and said with a gentle voice: "Clark, no matter how many strange talents you have, you are our son."

"Since it is your innate talent, you can control him, son." Jonathan's tone was slim and wanted to give his son confidence: "Don't be afraid, you are not the only one who can fly in the world, countless birds

Also enjoying the sky freely.”

The young superman seemed to be about to start awakening his ability to fly, and David was not surprised.

"I thought it was something else."

"What?" Clark couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing. When I woke up, I heard some sounds next door, like someone was talking in his sleep and chanting someone's name."

David swallowed the bread in his mouth, and his tone was arbitrary embarrassing Clark on the table.

Because before waking up, he was flying in his dream, he flew all the way to Lana's house, and on top of her bed, floating and admiring Lana's graceful sleeping position.

He swore that he was woken up after he did nothing, but this dream was a bit charming.

"I actually read it out loud?"

It must have been on the way to school yesterday that I rarely chatted with Lana for a long time and wanted to comfort her, so I dreamed of her at night.

"Someone's name?"

Martha wondered, "Clark, have you had a nightmare?"

She remembered the last time Clark was almost beaten by Whitney.

“Nothing, mother.

It’s getting late, let’s finish breakfast and load it to the market.”

Clark's face turned red, he choked and coughed twice by the milk, and changed the subject guiltily.

"Otherwise, you won't be able to get a good seat."

^

After dinner, he arrived at the entrance of the farm. Clark and David moved boxes of fruit out of the warehouse.

Clark held the fruit weighing dozens of kilograms as light as a feather in his hand. He quickly moved boxes after boxes of pickup trucks without any effort.

But when he turned around, he saw David put the second box on the car when he had moved seven or eight boxes, leisurely like an outing.

"Can you hurry up?" he couldn't help but say.

"Clark, your brother doesn't have the strength you have, don't urge him." Martha blamed him gently.

"He has no strength..."

Clark opened his mouth, remembering that he could not break David's hand before.

Although there is a reason why he didn't dare to do his best.

He has always been responsible for human-shaped tractors, railing pile drivers, and ploughing machines at home, saving a lot of expenses for the farm.

Clark didn't think anything was there, he couldn't share the burden for his parents who raised him and grew older.

But after discovering that David was also powerful, he felt very upset when he thought of his past work, when David was watching leisurely beside him.

Especially, David is still lazy now.

The most annoying thing is that he can't tell his parents yet.

【Depression from Clark +4, +3…】

David was unmoved to Clark's resentmental sight. After Clark moved seven or eight boxes, he brought the last box of fruit into the car.

He got on the pickup.

"It's a bit crowded. It's inconvenient for my father to drive. You can sit in the back."

After Clark finished his work, he was about to come up, but David waved his hand.

There are only one row of seats at the front of the pickup truck, and three people are just right, and four people are a little crowded.

"Why not you?"

Clark, who was stopped, widened his eyes.

"It's not good for brother to grab my brother's seat."

David looked at him, his tone of confusion.

"you……"

Looking at his rightful appearance, he couldn't tell at all that he looked like his younger brother. Clark gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, then turned his head helplessly to the back.

Jonathan and Martha were a little confused. In the past, when they encountered this situation occasionally, Clark took the lead in the back, afraid that David would fall from behind and be injured.

What's wrong today? Are the two brothers having a quarrel?

laugh

Twist the key and the car starts.

Behind the car, the future Superman Clark was slightly depressed and sat in the car pocket with a basket of apples.

Arrive at the market.

The Kent family found a location close to the center, set up a tent, and placed boxes of sweet and attractive fresh fruits.

Clark pressed the nails with his thumb into the wooden stake, and hung a sign with fresh fruit on the Kent Farm.

"You use your ability secretly like this, and you are not afraid of being seen."

Sitting in the stall, David looked up.

This is a good place to go outings in the suburbs. A temporary market composed of tents has emerged. On the green grass, flowers, hot dogs, fruits... all kinds of stalls are coming and going, and it is very lively.

"I am indeed inferior to you in terms of hidden abilities."

Clark, who had been watching the secretly using his abilities without anyone paying attention, sat down next to him and looked at the stall with him.

"For so many years, my parents and I haven't noticed it."

"Clark, I didn't expect to see you here."

Suddenly, a clear voice with a smile came.

The two looked up and David saw a bald head that looked like a light bulb under the sun.

"Luther?"
Chapter completed!