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

Chapter 2 A trace of original taste from Thanos
"Come down to breakfast, David."

Mother Martha's urging call came from downstairs, "You and Clark are going to be late for school."

"Now, mother."

In the morning, golden sunlight poured into the room through the windows, and David, who had just washed up, responded and changed his pajamas.

He has short black hair, deep and three-dimensional facial features, and a slender and tall body. He takes off his clothes to reveal a body of refined muscles, giving people a clean and calm feeling, reminiscent of a quietly standing ancient Greek sculpture.

"pity……"

When he came to the mirror, David shook his hands, and the bones and muscles of the high-density alloy tensed and exerted force, and the terrifying force comparable to a volcanic eruption surged in his body.

The skin on the body quickly turned purple, and the rigid lines on the chin appeared like a ravine in the earth, adding a touch of majesty invisibly, like a silent king staring quietly in the mirror.

"The progress of the Thanos fusion template has been increasing, but the skin color has not improved once it is too hard."

Template fusion progress: 81%
After looking at the progress, and waiting for no more force, the skin color gradually faded, and he put on his clothes.

With a trace of helplessness on his face, he walked downstairs along the stairs.

"what is this?
Only by retaining a trace of the original taste, do you know that the fusion is the Thanos template? "

However, at least he didn't grow [-] meters like Thanos, with a pair of bean eyes and a bald head like a purple potato.

David stroked the hair on his head, feeling emotional.

He just couldn't bear that kind of hairstyle for a strong man.

Ding!
The crisp sound of the bread machine.

In the living room on the first floor, the smell of toasted wheat penetrated into his nose.

Da da da!
David had just gone downstairs when there was a sound of brisk footsteps behind him.

"Good morning, David."

Overtaking his younger brother, Clark, who is tall and has a pair of blue eyes, came to the living room. Feeling thirsty, he opened the refrigerator and looked back, "Do you want a couple of milks to refresh yourself?"

As he spoke, he took out a large glass bottle of milk and took two sips from the bottle.

David raised his eyebrows and walked to the dining table, ignoring this stupid brother.

"Don't drink like that, Clark."

Mother Martha came over quickly, grabbed the cold milk and held it in her hand.

"The milk just taken out of the refrigerator tastes better." The future Superman, who is only a young man in his seventeens, raised his hand and said with a smile.

"What about our upbringing, Clark."

Martha, who had just finished her breakfast, said with a headache.

More than ten years have passed, and a few wrinkles crept into the corners of this mother's eyes.

"Sit down and have breakfast, David, I won't be able to catch the school bus in a while."

"Good afternoon, two sleepy bugs."

Jonathan, a rough man who had just fed the cows on the farm, went into the house and took off his grass-stained coat and laid it on the sofa.

He took the milk from his wife, took two mouthfuls very naturally, and commented on the two newly born sons.

The action was carved out of the same mold as Clark just now.

"Well, I know where your upbringing went."

Seeing this scene, Martha covered her forehead.

"I remember that after the new sofa was replaced, my mother told you to pat your body outside after feeding the cows in the morning before entering the house, father."

After taking the bottle from his father and pouring a glass of milk, David took a bite of the hot bread and said unhurriedly.

The sofa in the living room was stained with some grass from the coat.

"Next time, I will definitely remember next time."

Jonathan, who was used to rough hands and feet, looked back at his wife with a little embarrassment.

At the dining table, he pulled out his chair and sat down, coughed twice and said solemnly.

"Actually, I think it was a mistake when we chose this fabric sofa that was not easy to clean.

You know we live on a farm. "

"In this Kent family, there is finally someone like me."

The gentle Martha didn't get angry because the sofa was dirty, she pressed the shoulder of her youngest son who was speaking for her, and raised her eyebrows at the two of them in relief.

Clark touched his forehead and covered his face. He couldn't deny that he was born and raised on a farm. Like his father, he usually didn't pay much attention to hygiene at home, while his younger brother David was more careful.

"The helplessness from Superman Clark +3."

With the information stream in front of him, David took another bite of the bread without lifting his eyelids.

It has to be said that it is precisely because he grew up with Clark, who is a mobile gold mine, that his Thanos template merged so quickly, and he possesses unimaginable power now.

In terms of time, for the Kents, David was the one who came first.

But before Naihe arrived on Earth, the Son of Krypton traveled in the universe for a period of time, and he obviously looked older than David, who was only a few days old.

So Son of Krypton became the older brother, and David became the younger son.

"What are you looking at, Clark."

Martha sat down and took a sip of milk. Seeing her eldest son distractedly looking at a note while eating, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile as if caught in a beautiful imagination.

"Permission."

Clark frantically tried to put the note away.

"What kind of permission note?" His father Jonathan cast a glance after he picked up the jam knife in his hand.

"The school football team will be selected in the afternoon."

David, who was in the same class as Clark in the same school, casually added.

If he doesn't tell, his honest Kryptonian brother will tell the truth to his adoptive parents who love him.

"Clark..."

Hearing that it was the selection of the rugby team, the atmosphere at the dinner table changed a little, and suddenly fell silent, only David was still eating casually.

The couple looked at each other, and Martha hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter? Father, you also played football on the school team."

Clacton, who wanted to join the football team, felt bad and looked at the father of the head of the family.

"But you're different, Clark.

We all know this. "

Jonathan became a little serious, trying to soften his tone when facing his adolescent son.

Carry the spaceship with a pickup truck and take Clark home.

The couple once wondered if the little baby they picked up was really an alien?
The appearance is exactly the same as that of the earthlings, with no horns on the head, no tail on the back, and no strange skin color.

"You could lift a pickup with one hand as a kid."

Until one day when Clark was seven years old, he was repairing a car on the farm, and the jack was tilted on its side, and the car weighing more than a ton was about to fall down.

On the side, the immature and innocent Clark showed unimaginable strength to lift the car, like lifting a plastic dinosaur toy, and moved it aside.

But——Jonathan, who was so shocked that he widened his eyes at the time, didn't see that his own young son on the other side of the car reached out his hand even faster.

Clark didn't notice either, because something weighing a ton was too light for the two of them.

"On the court, I will try my best to hold back my strength."

Looking into the eyes of his parents, Clark earnestly promised to control his strength so that he would not hurt others, and wanted to impress his father.

"The charm of sports lies in the hearty confrontation with others and surpassing oneself."

At the dinner table, David suddenly pretended to be puzzled: "I don't quite understand, my dear brother..."

Especially rugby, that is, American football, has fierce physical confrontation, requiring players to rush around on the field with the ball in their arms.

"Joining the football school team, what can you experience from it?"

Compared with the young son of Krypton, the body of the earthling is almost glass that can be broken at the touch of a touch. I am afraid that he must focus on carefully controlling his strength on the court.

"Father, I promise to be careful."

Listening to his younger brother talking about his dear brother, but his parents' eyes became suspicious with one sentence, Clark felt very depressed.

It must be because other families love the younger son, but their family cares more about the older son. His younger brother always targets him from time to time, and says it is for his own good.

"I know you will, but what if, I mean, an accident?"

It is precisely because he has played rugby that Jonathan knows that the rugby field is running and colliding all the time.

How can an elephant run wild without hurting the kitten every time it bumps away.

"I……"

As always, feeling the seriousness and determination contained in his father's easing words, Clark was defeated in despair.

It's like this every time, when I open my mouth, it's if, what if, if...

With that said, how else could he refute.

"Father, I've had enough."

The young Clark became more and more aggrieved, and his voice became a little excited.

"Enough of avoiding all activities, just sitting in the corner of the campus quietly reading a book, can't do anything.

Obviously I can be more popular like everyone else..."

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