I, the younger brother of Superman, got the Thanos template

Chapter 17 Clark's Dream and Luthor
"David, Clark, today we are going to sell fruit at the market on the outskirts of the town, and you will help load the car later."

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

Stepping down the wooden stairs, David responded to his mother, and David casually thought about what happened yesterday as he went downstairs.

Greg, whose image has changed drastically at school, also seems to have a genetic mutation.

"His heartbeat is much slower than ordinary people."

However, there are quite a few genetically mutated people in this small town, so as long as you don't provoke him, that's fine.

Sit at the table.

Jonathan soaked cereal with milk and ate breakfast.

David, who doesn't like cereal, eats warm bread with blueberry jam smeared on it with a knife.

"Clark!" Seeing that the eldest son hadn't come down yet, Martha yelled upstairs again.

Bang!
There was a dull sound upstairs, accompanied by the sound of breaking wood.

"When did Clark get angry?"

Jonathan froze for a moment and said.

It sounded like something had been destroyed by Clark.

"Are you all right, Clark?"

Knowing that her husband was only joking, Martha yelled upstairs.

"I'm fine, mother, I'll be right down, it's just..."

Upstairs, Clark's voice was a little flustered.

After a while, he was sitting at the dining table, with an expression of seeing a ghost, like a child who got into trouble and said embarrassedly.

"The bed in my room needs repairing."

"Your bed is broken? What's the matter?"

A look of doubt appeared in Jonathan's eyes.

Puberty is the time when a person's body develops rapidly. Could it be that his son's strength has soared again and he can no longer control his strength?
"I just woke up and found that my body was floating in the air. After being shocked, I fell and broke the foot of the bed."

Clark frowned, showing a slight resistance.

How can a person fly, and he has a different ability from ordinary people, which makes him feel very bad, and reminds him once again that he is an alien and he does not belong to this family.

And will something uncontrollable happen to him next?

"float?"

From super strength, super defense, to super speed... Although the couple who have already experienced this can't help but be surprised.

Since ancient times, flying has always been the dream of human beings.

The attentive and keen Martha sensed his emotions, grabbed her son's hand, and said softly, "Clark, no matter how many unique talents you have, you are our son."

"Since it is your innate talent, you can master it, son." Jonathan's tone was serious, trying to give his son confidence: "Don't be afraid, you are not the only one who can fly in the world, there are countless birds Also enjoy the sky freely."

The young superman seems to be awakening the ability to fly, David said without any surprise.

"I thought it was something else."

"What?" Clark couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing. When I got up, I heard some voices next door, like someone talking in sleep and kept chanting someone's name."

David swallowed the bread in his mouth, and his casual tone embarrassed Clark at the table.

Because he was also flying in the dream before waking up, flying all the way to Lana's house, on her bed, floating and admiring Lana's beautiful sleeping posture.

He swore that he hadn't done anything before being woken up, but the dream was unavoidably charming.

"You actually read it aloud?"

It must have been the rare long chat with Lana on the way home from school yesterday, trying to comfort her, that night I dreamed of her.

"Someone's name?"

Martha was puzzled, "Clark, did you have a nightmare?"

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

"It's nothing, mother.

It's getting late, let's finish our breakfast and load the car to the market. "

Clark blushed, coughed twice on the milk, and changed the subject guiltily.

"Otherwise you won't be able to grab a good position."

^
After eating, when they came to the gate of the farm, Clark and David moved boxes of fruit out of the warehouse.

The fruit weighing tens of catties was as light as a feather in Clark's hands, and he quickly moved boxes after boxes onto the pickup truck effortlessly.

But when he looked back, he saw that David only 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 said.

"Clark, your brother is not as strong as you, so don't rush him." Martha reprimanded lightly.

"He has no strength..."

Clark opened his mouth, remembering that he couldn't move David's hand with both hands before.

Although there are reasons why he didn't dare to use his full strength.

For a long time, he has almost assumed the role of a humanoid tractor, railing piling machine, and plow machine on the family farm, saving a lot of expenses for the farm.

Clark didn't feel anything, he was happy to share the burden of raising him and his growing old parents.

But after discovering that David is also very powerful, he was very upset when he remembered that David was watching leisurely by the side when he was working in the past.

Especially now that David was still comfortably slacking off.

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

[Depression from Clark +4, +3...]

David was unmoved by Clark's sight full of resentment, and only loaded the last box of fruit into the car after Clark moved another seven or eight boxes.

He gets into the pickup.

"It's a bit crowded. It's not convenient for father to drive. You can sit in the back."

Just as Clark was about to come up after finishing his work, David waved his hand.

There is only one row of seats at the front of the pickup truck, which is just right for three people, but it is a bit crowded for four people.

"Why not you?"

Clark, who was stopped, widened his eyes.

"It's not good for the elder brother to take the seat of the younger brother."

David glanced at him with a puzzled tone.

"you……"

Seeing him as he should be, Clark didn't look like a younger brother at all. He gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, then turned his head to the back helplessly.

Jonathan and Martha were a little puzzled. Occasionally in the past, Clark would go to the back first, fearing that David would fall from behind and get hurt.

What's the matter today, the two brothers are at odds?
嗤

Turn the key and the car starts.

Behind the car, the future superman Clark sat in the pocket of the car holding a basket of apples slightly depressed.

Arrived at the bazaar.

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

Clark pressed the nail hard into the stake with his thumb, and hung a sign saying Fresh Fruit from Kent's Farm.

"You use your abilities secretly like this, so you're not afraid of being seen."

Sitting in the booth, David looked up.

This is a good place for outing in the outskirts. A temporary market made up of tents was created for this reason. On the green grass, there are flowers, hot dogs, fruits... various stalls, people come and go, very lively.

"In terms of hiding ability, I am indeed not as good as you."

Clark, who had deliberately observed that no one was paying attention to using his ability secretly, sat down next to him and looked at the booth with him.

"For so many years, my parents and I didn't find out."

"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 reflected like a light bulb in the sun.

"Luther?"

(End of this chapter)