Marvel's father of superheroes

"This is……"

Clark looked at the spaceship in front of him, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.

"The spaceship." Mike said calmly: "This is not something on earth. Let's go in and have a look."

Clark responded, and the two walked inside.

The hatch of the spacecraft was open, and when the two walked in, a console rose up.

The father and son stopped and noticed the small hole on it. Clark's eyes lit up: "Dad, is that the one?"

"Try it."

Clark nodded, suppressed his excitement, and took out a black key.

That was the key to his baby boat.

A humanoid metal guard floating in the air floated out. Before it could open and attack, Mike, who had been paying attention to the surrounding situation, came to it in an instant and slapped it away.

Clark didn't pay attention. After stuffing the key in, the spacecraft was activated and the originally dark spacecraft lit up. After the metal guard flew up from the ground, he released his defensive posture and still guarded the spacecraft dutifully.

After all these years, there is only one thing in this spaceship that is still guarding it.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in their field of vision.

He was wearing a dark robe and had a smile on his face, but when he saw Mike, doubts flashed in his eyes.

And just as he turned around and walked into the spacecraft, Mike shouted: "You wait for me, or we will destroy this thing."

The figure froze for a moment, glanced at Mike, and his eyes fell on Clark, and he could only stand there helplessly.

He just wanted to guide the two of them into the spaceship. Why didn't the other party act according to common sense?

Seeing that the figure really stopped in place, Clark was stunned for a moment and whispered to Mike: "Dad, what's going on?"

dad! ?

The figure was startled for a moment, as if he had been struck, but then he frowned and said, "Please follow me."

Clark looked at Mike, and after seeing Mike nodded, the two walked over.

Clark couldn't help but said: "Who are you?"

The man smiled slightly, "You have grown up, Carl."

He looked at Clark carefully and sighed: "I really hope your mother can see you like you are now."

Karl?

Is this my name?

Clark's eyes flickered and he asked again: "Who are you?"

"I am your father, or his shadow. To be more precise, I am an intelligent system formed after he uploaded his consciousness to the 'key'. My name is Jor Al, your father."

"Father?"

"Yes, your name is Kal-El."

Jor Al said with a smile, and raised his chin to Mike imperceptibly.

Mike: "..."

Will this old guy demonstrate against himself again?

"Kal-El?"

Clark smiled, turned to look at Mike, and said, "Dad, I know my other name!"

Mike snorted slightly and raised his chin towards Jor-El.

Did you hear that? Another name!

Also, he called me dad!

And it has been called for almost 30 years!

Jor Al looked at Mike, their eyes met in mid-air, and they suddenly laughed out loud at the same time.

"Hahaha!"

Clark looked at the two of them, confused.

Qiao Al stretched out his hand and said helplessly: "If I weren't just a phantom now, I would have to thank you. Thank you for raising Carl so well and being so good."

Mike shook his head and said, "Clark is a good boy. It's because of your good genes."

The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

One of them is the biological father and the other is the adoptive father. They are both the fathers of this child and they both wish the child well.

When they figured this out, they instantly found a common topic.

"Clark, his earth name?" Qiao Al's eyes lit up, he made a gesture of invitation and said, "Come on, I'll show you around."

"It's troublesome."

Mike said with a smile, and the two of them walked into the spaceship in harmony.

Clark: "?"

And me?

But looking at the backs of the two of them, he suddenly grinned.

It feels so good.

"By the way, are you a Kryptonian?"

Qiao Al asked suddenly, with something strange in his eyes.

"No, this is the bloodline that I copied with my ability." Mike explained vaguely, "There are many special humans on the earth."

Jor-El found this out to be no surprise.

If Mike guessed correctly, the spacecraft had a genetic verification function. When the key was inserted into the console, he and Clark had been scanned and genetically compared, so Jor Al could immediately recognize that Clark was his son.

"By the way." Mike suddenly said: "When this spacecraft is activated, will it emit any signals?"

Jor Al said lightly, "Yes, but don't worry, no one will receive it, because this signal can only be received by our Kryptonian spacecraft, and the current Kryptonian spacecraft may only have this signal." It’s a ship.”

Not necessarily...

Mike muttered in his mind.

"Krypton?"

Clark heard the name from the conversation between the two and couldn't help but asked: "Is that my hometown?"

"Yes, child."

Jor Al said lightly. Seeing Clark's face full of questions, he smiled at Mike and said, "Let me have a good chat after I answer the child's doubts first."

"No problem." Mike smiled and said, "I'm curious about you too."

Joe Al nodded gently and slowly told Clark.

"You come from Krypton, the living environment there..."

The other party's brief description was no different from what Mike remembered. When Mike heard the other party mention General Zod's rebellion, failure and exile to the black hole, the corners of Mike's eyes twitched.

As Jor-El continued to tell, Clark's doubts for many years finally disappeared. However, after learning that Krypton had died and that he might be the only survivor, Clark couldn't hide his sadness.

Mike patted Clark and said, "You and I, Eric, Charles, and Gwen."

Clark was stunned for a moment and said movedly: "Dad, thank you."

Jor Al looked at this scene with a smile, once again pleased that his son had met a good adoptive father.

"Come with me, I have a gift for you."

Qiao Al said, leading the two of them to a special room.

This is the room on the spaceship where the flight suits are kept.

The Kryptonian flight suit, or battle suit, is made using Kryptonian technology. It can not only transform according to the user's thoughts, but also provide very good defense. Even after being damaged, it can repair itself over time.

The gift that Jor Al prepared for Clark was a suit marked with their family's crest.

On the tight-fitting suit, the dark red S logo, which represents hope, is extremely obvious.

Jor Al waved his hand, and the suit turned into a watch in an instant.

Then, he smiled at Mike and said, "Mike, there's some over there. If you don't mind, you can take it away."

Mike raised his eyebrows and said, "Then I'm welcome."

There seems to be quite a lot?