Kent Farm.

Clark looked at his father in disbelief, "Why not? I can't just join the football team?"

"We've talked about this issue, Clark."

Jonathan just returned from the barn and washed his face, and said to Clark with a little tiredness: "The talent you have is not in football."

"Why? I...I can control my own strength. Dad, don't you believe me?"

“It’s not a question of believing or not…”

Jonathan hesitated, "There are many unpredictable situations on the court. For example, if you are emotionally irritated or want to show a girl, someone may be injured. Clark, you have a more important mission than winning football games."

Clark did not understand his father's intentions, and asked his father with disappointment, "Eric can be recognized by you by using his talent in painting, but will I not be recognized by me when I use it in football?"

"I've had enough of being punished for talent! You believe Eric can handle everything, but you don't trust me to handle it on the court. You never trust me!"

Clark's tone was filled with anger, "I can control my own strength and make the decision on my life!"

"Clark."

Jonathan's tone was a little heavier, "I won't write a permit."

"I don't need your permission! I will definitely join the football team, you can't stop me!"

Clark competes with his father.

The confrontation between the two continued until Eric and Martha, who were purchased from the supermarket, returned.

Realizing the unusual atmosphere between her husband and eldest son, Martha quietly approached her younger son and asked Eric, "Eric, do you know what happened between your father and Clark?"

"Maybe it's a rugby team's problem."

Eric explained to his mother: "I heard that Coach Watt is preparing to recruit Clark to the football team."

"That's how..."

Martha nodded, saying nothing, but showed a worried expression on her face.

She knew her husband's attitude towards the rugby team.

Now a silence war has begun between Jonathan and Clark, and it is certain that the two of them have had an argument before.

Eric also has some guesses about why Clark is obsessed with joining the football team.

I guess it was because I heard Lana’s praise for her paintings before, and I felt a little savory, so I couldn’t wait to make Lana look at her with admiration.

And because Lana is the captain of the cheerleader, joining the rugby team is the most suitable choice.

As for reconciling Jonathan and Clark's previous conflict, he was not interested.

The "Son of Kryptonians" who is in a rebellious period probably won't listen to him.

Since Clark wants to join the football team, let him try it, he will definitely quit in the end anyway.

The reason why I am so sure is that Eric is 100% sure that there is a problem with coach Watt on the team.

The violent, chaotic and uncontrolled breath overflows from the other party's body. Although I don't know how the other party obtains the kind of energy that is different from ordinary people, once Coach Watt, who is on the verge of losing control, will definitely have irreversible consequences.

The "silent war" between Clark and his father continued until noon without showing signs of easing, and neither of them wanted to retreat.

After Clark pulled two mouthfuls of food into his mouth, he left the farm silently.

"I don't know why he is so stubborn?"

Jonathan helplessly put down the knife and fork in his hand, "Eric once joined the football team, but he also withdrew very quickly."

"Of course this is different, Jonathan."

Martha looked at Eric who was focused on dealing with potato beef, "Eric joined the football team in junior high school. At that time, football would not be regarded as an honor to prove itself."

"I wasn't like him when I was Clark's age."

Jonathan talked about himself without comparing Eric.

"Yes, you listened very much to your parents and never ran away from home one summer to try to join the Metropolitan Sharks."

Martha reveals her husband's shortcomings.

"cough......"

Jonathan looked at Eric awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed about his shame in front of his young son, "When did you join the anti-camp?"

"Jonathan, Clark just hopes you can give him some trust." Martha whispered.

“His talent comes with responsibility.”

Faced with his wife's persuasion, Jonathan sighed with a sad expression.

......

Located next to the artificial lake, the open-air cafe is the only open-air cafe in Smallville town.

Lex Luther was sitting on a cafe closest to the edge of the lake, savoring the unique taste of small town coffee.

"Lex, to be honest, I don't believe your father will transfer you to the fertilizer plant here."

A middle-aged man sitting opposite Lex said to him.

"Caesar would send his son to the farthest border of the empire so that they could see the functioning of the world. For my father who claimed to be Caesar, there was nothing more normal to let me go to a fertilizer factory in a small town, although I think they have nothing in common except ambition."

Lex put down his coffee cup, "Let's turn the topic back on track, what's the progress of the Smallville High School dance I asked you to investigate?"

"Of course, that's why I asked you to meet."

Middle-aged man put a file bag on the coffee table.

"Things are much more complicated than expected. The Smallville Town Government attributed the tragedy to the circuit fire, but it was obviously a sign of overshadow. This is not the first time they have tried to cover up the truth of the matter. There have been many similar things."

Lex nodded, opened the file bag, looked through the information collected by the middle-aged man and asked, "Can he really release lightning about the suspect Jelomi?"

"This is true based on the testimony of witnesses on the scene and the anatomical report of the deceased."

The middle-aged man nodded with a serious expression, "In addition, there is something very strange."

He pulled out several photos from the documents and handed them to Lex, "This is a gymnasium located northeast of Smallville High School, which was severely damaged on the night of the dance tragedy."

Lex adjusted his sitting position and carefully observed the shocking traces of damage in the gymnasium in the photo.

The collapsed floor, the broken basketball rack, the collapsed port on the wall that was hit...

"You won't tell me it was caused by humans?"

Lex put down the photo and frowned slightly.

"Although it's ridiculous to say that, but..."

The middle-aged man shrugged, "That's what it looks like."

"Mom, balloon!"

The conversation between the two was interrupted.

On the cafe not far from Lex, a little girl made a tender voice.

In order to chase the running balloons, the little girl ran to the road in three or two steps.

"Didi!!"

A heavy car that was frantically ringing its whistle rushed over.

In order to avoid the little girl in the middle of the road, the driver of the car gritted his teeth and stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel hard.

"squeak!"

The car turns left, and the huge inertia immediately makes the car out of control.

The car tilted with the body rushed towards the direction where Lakes was.
Chapter completed!