Clark was being reprimanded in the chief editor's office because he had once again delayed his work while carrying out justice. Of course, his boss did not know about his righteous actions, so Clark had to be taught a lesson for his dereliction of duty.
So when someone came to call him, Clark breathed a sigh of relief.
His colleague Mike knocked on the door and said to the two people in the chief editor's office, "Clark, someone is looking for you at the front desk on the first floor."
After that, he went straight back to his seat, not wanting to stay in front of the chief editor who was in a state of rage for a second longer.
Only then was Clark pardoned.
Clark walked to the elevator while thinking about who would be looking for him. He used his X-ray vision and glanced at the front desk downstairs while waiting for the elevator to descend. He found that there was no one at the front desk, only a little girl of about six or seven years old being fed by the receptionist.
Clark raised his eyebrows. Could it be that the little girl was looking for him? But he had never seen her before.
At that moment, Abel was sitting on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor. He was holding a small cake that the lady at the front desk had given him. He sat there obediently and used a small spoon to dig into the cake and eat it.
Clark walked out of the elevator while adjusting his tie. He went straight to the front desk and asked gently, "Kathy, who is looking for me?"
The receptionist named Kathy pointed at Ébourg, who was sitting on the sofa eating the cake, and said with a smile, "It's that little girl. She's really a sweetheart. Is she your sister?"
Clark followed her gaze and saw that it was indeed the little girl.
Feeling their gazes, Ébourg looked up and gave Kathy a sweet smile. His two little dimples made him look like a piece of honey, extremely sweet.
But when his gaze fell on Clark, his eyes were not as happy as before, but he still maintained his smile. He put the cake on the coffee table and walked slowly to Clark with his short legs.
Clark bent slightly and said with a smile, "Hi, little friend, are you looking for me?"
Ébourg looked at him and nodded.
"Then what's your name? Why are you looking for me?" Clark asked. "And are you alone? Why aren't you with your parents? "
"I have something to ask you, Clark Kent." Ébourg looked up and said, "It's best if we can do it in a place where no one is around."
Clark was stunned for a moment, but he still nodded. "Okay, but does your family know that you came here alone?"
Ébourg shook his head and said, "That's why I have to settle your matter quickly and go back quickly."
Solve my problem?
Clark looked at the little girl in front of him in confusion. She was about six or seven years old, and she was wearing clothes that didn't seem to fit her. She seemed to be wearing men's clothes? She had two ponytails and was looking up at him with her big eyes. She looked harmless and even cute.
And Clark was sure that he had never seen this little girl before. So, what was going on?
Clark led Ébourg into the elevator, intending to take her to the pantry. At this time, there should be no one there.
While waiting for the elevator to go up, Clark asked again, "So, what's your name, little girl?"
Ébourg's gaze moved from the number jumping on the elevator button to Clark's face, and then looked away again. She then said in a flat tone, "I'm Ébourg."
He didn't remind her of his gender.
In Ébourg's opinion, he couldn't be defined by his gender. He had only temporarily materialized a body, and this wasn't his original body. How could he be distinguished by a human's gender? And he had never heard of a precedent for differentiating the gender of a planet.
"Are we going to the rooftop?" Ébourg asked. "That's a good place to talk."
Clark looked at him helplessly and said, "The rooftop is not a place for children. Let's go to the pantry. I can get you some juice."
The elevator stopped on the fifteenth floor, and Clark walked out first. He led Ébourg into the pantry.
As he said, he brought the juice for Ébourg. Then he asked, "So, Ébourg, why are you looking for me?"
Ébourg looked down at the juice in her hand for a few seconds, then looked up at the people coming and going outside the pantry. She lowered her voice and asked in a tone like a child telling a secret, "Are you sure you want to do it here? Kryptonian? "
Clark's pupils suddenly shrank. He looked at Ébourg warily and finally realized that something was wrong.
His face turned cold, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
"I'm Ébourg." Ébourg answered his question again, and then he asked again, "So, do you still want to talk to me here?"
Clark stared at Ébourg for a few seconds. The latter was relaxed, as if he didn't care about Superman's vigilance at all. He didn't look like a six- or seven-year-old child at all, but the innocence he exuded made Superman feel that he wasn't pretending.
Clark felt that something was wrong.
Clark finally brought Ébourg to the rooftop.
The wind on the rooftop was very strong, and Ébourg's twin ponytails were blown up by the wind. He narrowed his eyes and looked up at the sky, his eyes focused. Then he turned back and asked Clark, "Is Earth beautiful?"
Clark stood not far away from him, nodded and said, "Earth is indeed a very beautiful planet. I like it very much."
"Thank you." Ébourg accepted the compliment calmly. "But beautiful things always attract covetous people, and I don't like covetous people."
The Kryptonian frowned and didn't speak.
"The creatures here are fragile, aren't they? Beautiful and fragile. " Ébourg continued, "Compared with you, the ordinary people here are no match for you at all. When you do something unintentionally, they can't even resist the impact of your actions."
"You were raised by kind humans. I originally wanted to allow you to continue living here, but the signal you carried attracted your compatriots. They brought disaster to this place, so I don't think I can tolerate you anymore."
He looked at Clark. The wind on the rooftop was still there, but it didn't blow on Ébourg anymore. He floated up and didn't even change his movements.
Ébourg floated in front of Clark and looked at him at the same level. His face was serious, which was inconsistent with his appearance.
"Leave Earth, Kryptonian."
"Otherwise, I'll throw you out."
Clark couldn't hide the complicated look in his eyes.
Obviously, the child in front of him knew a lot more than he had imagined. He had even said everything correctly without missing a single word.
It was no secret that he had attracted other Kryptonians to try to invade Earth. After all, they had caused too much trouble. Clark was sure that if he hadn't solved the problem quickly, Superman would have been blacklisted by the government.
Oh, maybe he would have been blacklisted a long time ago.
But Clark knew that he loved Earth. He had grown up here, and his family and friends were here. Although he felt guilty about the disaster he had inadvertently brought to this place, he was doing his best to keep it peaceful.
He didn't want to leave Earth.
"Who are you?" Clark stared at the person in front of him and asked, "Who are you to decide whether I stay or leave?"
"Because I am Ébourg." Ébourg smiled, and the corners of his mouth were at the same level as his ears. Clark had a strange expression on his face. "Since I was born, I have decided everything on this planet. So, I can."
Clark looked at the scary smiling face in front of him and instantly thought of the ghost doll he had seen in horror movies.
Clark swallowed his saliva without batting an eyelid. Suppressing the shock in his heart, he said, "No one can decide everything on this planet. Everyone has their own thoughts and choices. You can't do that."
Ébourg still had a scary smile on his face. He asked, "So, are you going to leave or not?"
"No," Clark refused firmly. "I grew up here. I don't —"
Before he could finish his words, Clark felt a huge impact. Superman's super reflexes allowed him to dodge subconsciously, but he suddenly found that he couldn't move. There seemed to be an invisible force in the air suppressing him.
Then Clark felt a blur in front of his eyes. It was just a second. When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer on Earth. Instead, he was floating in the universe, outside Earth.
He was really thrown out.
Superman: Do something? You don't even give me a chance to explain???
"It's beautiful, isn't it?"
Suddenly, a voice came from beside him. Superman turned his head and saw the 'little girl' Ébourg floating beside him, looking at the blue planet attentively.
"It took 4.5 billion years to achieve this," he said. "That's why I can't accept any destruction from the outside world."
"… Who are you?" Superman asked. "You're not human."
There was no way to transmit sound in the vacuum, but he was sure that he could hear his voice. And as far as he knew, no race on Earth could stay in the universe as freely as he could. There were almost no other races in the universe.
The corner of Abel's mouth maintained a strange curve. He floated and moved his body, arriving in front of Clark Kent and standing in front of Earth.
His figure gradually faded, and his outline was faintly discernible. He overlapped with Earth behind him. The two blended together as if they were one, inseparable.
Under Superman's shocked gaze, Ébourg said, "I'm Ébourg."
"I'm … Earth."
"You, you …" Superman was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Who would have thought that Earth would become a spirit?!
Ébourg materialized his body again. He turned his back to Clark and looked at Earth. "I'll be watching you. If you dare to come back, I'll throw you out again."
With that, he flew toward Earth.
"Wait!" Clark, who finally reacted, quickly shouted, "I have to go back to Earth!"
Ébourg stopped and turned to look at him. He tilted his head as if he was a cute little girl again. He asked, "Why?"
"I'm not the only planet in the universe. Although Krypton has been destroyed, I believe that there are still many planets that welcome you."
"But my family is not on those planets!" Superman quickly said, "My family, friends, and lovers are all on Earth. I grew up here. I have an indelible feeling for everything here. I can't leave here."
"But you are an alien. I don't like aliens who bring threats to my planet," Ébourg said.
"But I'm also protecting your people, aren't I?" Superman flew in front of Ébourg and said, "Although I never did it for anything, I did protect the humans on Earth. I didn't just bring danger."
He said, "And I have solved the danger from Kryptonians. My so-called compatriots will no longer bring danger here. On the contrary, I will do my best to protect Earth."
"You almost convinced me." Ébourg said in distress. "I don't like aliens. I only like my people on Earth to stay on Earth."
Superman stepped forward anxiously. "But …"
"But if you become an Earthling, it will be different!" Ébourg clenched his right fist into his left hand, nodded, and said, "That's a good idea!"
Superman was stunned. "Become … an Earthling?"
Ébourg said, "Your abilities will continue to be retained, but your genes will slowly be transformed into human genes. You will become … a mutant!"
Superman said, "A mutant?"
"Yes." Ébourg looked into his eyes and asked him calmly, "Are you willing to? Abandon your original bloodline and become one of my people, an Earthling mutant, and continue to live here? "
Abandon the original bloodline?
Then he would no longer be a Kryptonian. As the last bloodline of Kryptonian, Clark was silent.
Although he had never seen his parents, nor had he seen the prosperous Kryptonian planet before it was destroyed, Clark had always yearned for Kryptonian. That was why he was so happy to send his coordinates over when someone from the same race contacted him. He thought that he was no longer alone.
But reality gave him a slap in the face. He originally thought that they were just looking for his compatriots to invade the place where he grew up. He was forced to fight them and personally destroyed the few remaining bloodlines of Kryptonian. Until now, he was the only one left.
But … but if he became an Earthling, then everyone on Earth would be his compatriots. The mutants would be his own kind, and he would no longer be alone. And he wouldn't have to worry about them invading Earth.
"… Okay." After a long silence, Clark Kent finally nodded and said, "I am willing to become an Earthling, a mutant."
He was no longer alone.
Almost at the moment when Superman nodded, Ébourg's expression changed instantly. He put on a cute Peter's smile and said with his big watery eyes, "Welcome, Clark."
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