"Vroom, vroom."
The roar of the engine cut across the noon sky in Kansas. The powerful kinetic energy from the new energy propulsion engine sent a steel creation into the air and allowed it to move at a speed faster than the speed of sound. The optical invisibility device attached to the periphery of the Quinjet distorted the light, making the thing that should have been eye-catching disappear into thin air before the eyes of the pedestrians below.
"Phew."
Steve Rogers took a deep breath in the narrow cockpit. On the electronic screen in front of him, all kinds of dizzying data were jumping rapidly. Although it was not the first time he had taken such a fast vehicle, he was still a little uncomfortable.
Perhaps it was because the speed was too fast, the Level-8 SHIELD agent, Black Widow Natasha Normanrov, who was sitting next to him and piloting the Quinjet, glanced at the fidgety Captain and whispered:
"Still not used to this kind of flying life, Captain? Captain. "
"In our era, this kind of speed was unimaginable. Natasha, this may be the future world, ha …"
Looking at the dazzling operation screen, Captain America couldn't help but shake his head. He whispered, "After being frozen for 70 years, I feel that I can't adapt to this world. You know, I feel like a person abandoned by the world."
There was a lingering sadness in his light blue eyes. He was carrying a blue steel suitcase in his hand. This was a high-tech war weapon from his era that there was no way for him to come into contact with.
Just like the Soviet Union's "Winter Plan," which used the Winter Soldier as the foundation and the Crimson Armor as a complete super soldier, after the technology broke through the shackles, SHIELD naturally wouldn't let go of the super soldiers on their side. Therefore, Captain America Steve Rogers got his "new toy."
"Clang."
The landing gear of the Quinjet touched the ground, but the optical invisibility was not lifted. After the aircraft's engine stopped, the Level-8 agent and Steve walked out of the wilderness with the suitcase. It took about five minutes to arrive at Kent's farm. From the gate, they could see Mrs. Kent sitting by the pool bathing the poor shepherd dog Jesse.
The latter turned her head and saw Captain America and Black Widow at the door.
"Hi, how are you, madam?"
Steve Rogers, who was wearing S.H.I.E.L.D. sunglasses, greeted Mrs. Kent. When Mrs. Kent walked over, Natasha, who was beside him, immediately took out her ID and said solemnly, "Mr. Kent.
"I'm Special Agent Natasha from the FBI. This is my partner, Steve. Madam, we're tracking a very dangerous creature. He should have appeared around here last night. He's very dangerous to ordinary people."
"Oh? Another person looking for the child? "
Mrs. Kent shook off the water droplets in her hand. She looked curiously at the two people who claimed to be agents in front of her. Then she looked at Steve and said, "I feel that your face is familiar. You look like someone from my memory."
When Steve heard the first half of Mrs. Kent's sentence, he subconsciously removed his sunglasses and looked at the lady before him. "You mean, you've seen that … child?"
"Wait, you are … you are Captain America!"
Mrs. Kent looked at the face and said in surprise, "I know your face! My God, my dad worshipped you crazily after the war. He still has your collector's edition. He said that when you were selling patriotic bonds in Kansas, he even shook your hand! "
Captain America couldn't help but smile bitterly. That was indeed a dark part of his history.
In fact, after the success of the Super Soldier Project, for a period of time, Captain America appeared as the mascot of the army. As the world's first super soldier, after the doctor who presided over the experiment was assassinated by the Nazis, Captain America lost his replicability. So, he was promoted by the Department of Defense as an "idol" hero. At that time, no one knew how great a soldier Captain America would become in the following war. No one had confidence in him at that time.
For a few months, he was a spokesman for the U.S. army, touring various states in the rear and helping the government sell patriotic bonds. It was only later that he got tired of his life as an actor. With the help of Howard Stark and Carter Page, he rushed to the front of the battlefield and began his heroic era.
Facing the cheering Mrs. Kent in front of him, Captain America, who looked at least 20 years younger than her, shrugged helplessly.
"Well, well, ma 'am, I'm Steve Rogers. After 70 years, I didn't expect anyone to recognize me."
He blinked and said, "So, ma 'am, can you tell me now where the child is?"
Mrs. Kent rubbed her chin and thought for a moment. The continuous events of the past two days had brought her back to the good mood of her youth. Looking at the living Captain America in front of her, she smiled and said,
"Of course! You're a hero of this country, aren't you? As long as you sign a few of my father's collector's posters, I'll tell you where the poor child is. "
On the other side, Saber followed Clark into a natural cave in the wilderness on the edge of Kansas. This place was very hidden. If one didn't come here often, they wouldn't have found it at all. The depths of this karst cave, which extended at least 10 meters underground, showed obvious signs of artificial excavation. Saber followed the owner of the cave and listened to the young man introduce himself.
"I'm not from this world. In fact, I only learned this when I grew up."
Clark Kent didn't use a torch as the darkness couldn't block his gaze. Similarly, it couldn't block Seiber's gaze. In the darkness, he whispered, "When I was still a baby, I sat on a spaceship that fell from the sky and crashed into my parents' farm. My parents had just gotten married back then. They believed that this child was a gift from God, so they adopted me. And the wreckage of the spaceship was hidden here by my father."
He reached out and patted the smooth rock wall.
"In order to hide it better, my dad spent three years digging this hole to a depth of three meters. When I was seven years old, I started digging with him. It only took us one year to turn it into what it is now."
"Then you must have been very strong when you were young."
Saber made a bad joke, but Clark wasn't angry. Instead, he shrugged.
"When I was three years old, my father lost to me in arm wrestling. When I was five years old, I could hear the voices of all the people in Kansas. When I was eight years old, I encountered a robbery after school. I burned the robber's leg with the edge of my eye. When I was ten years old, my mother had a high fever one night. My father wasn't by her side, so I carried her and flew into the sky for the first time. When I was fifteen, I saved a train that had crashed into the mountains in Kansas and a total of 74 people."
Standing in front of the shattered wreckage of the spaceship, Clark Kent turned around and looked at Saber. In the darkness, his eyes emitted a pale yellow glow.
"It was also at that time that I found out about my background. At first, I thought that I was a superhero. Later, when I watched my father die in the tornado, I realized that I was nothing. I was just an ordinary alien who planned to live as an Earthling until I died. That's all."
"Wait!"
Seiber raised his hand, interrupting Kent's words as he spoke in a low voice.
He whispered, "You can fly, your strength can't be weaker than 10 tons, your eyes can shoot out the edge of your eye, and you can hear those voices … Then why couldn't you save your father? I don't believe that a tornado can stop you. "
When talking about this topic, Kent's face showed a trace of pain. Saber nodded in understanding.
"He didn't want you to do that, right? He hoped that you could live as an ordinary person for the rest of your life … For this, he was even willing to pay the price of his life to protect your secret, to protect you from being seen as a freak by others. A father's deepest love for his son … Tsk tsk, it's really touching. How long has it been since I've seen such pure feelings? "
Saber sat on a rock in the darkness. In this quiet scene, he reached out and lit a flame. Then, a strong smell of tobacco filled the air. He moved the cigar away from the corner of his mouth, took out one from his pocket, and threw it to Clark.
"So you're also burdened with terrible psychological pressure because of this. You think that you killed your father. If you didn't have these secrets, if you were just an ordinary person, maybe he wouldn't have died?"
Clark didn't speak. He leaned against the rock wall in silence. After a while, he lit the cigar, squatted there, and whispered,
"Actually, sometimes, I really wish that I could live as an ordinary person. If that's the case, if my father still suffered that kind of misfortune, I can at least lie to myself that I'm powerless. You're also a person with power. Can you understand the torture of being able to save your loved ones, but because of some damn thing, you have to watch them die?"
"So you don't like ordinary people … You think that they're also responsible for your father's death?"
Saber held the cigar in his hand and shook his head. "That's not right.
Clark, I'm not your friend. I've known you for less than a day. I don't know how you've lived in the past, or how you've coordinated your relationships with others. But in my opinion, your heart has always been very … Hmm, immature. You have power, but you don't have the mind to match it. Let me tell you, if I was in your situation, I wouldn't even care about the whispers of others. "
"They called you a freak, but would that pain be more painful than watching your father die in front of you? You're hesitating. You don't dare to reveal your true identity to the world. You've hesitated for too long between saving and not saving, so your father helped you make the decision. After your father's tragic death, you put the responsibility on yourself and made yourself suffer. "
"You haven't grown up at all, Clark … When it comes to the heart, you're still a child through and through."
Saber narrowed his eyes and sized up Clark, who was holding his head in front of him. Every word that came out of his mouth was like a knife. "You've given up on the things that you should have borne; you've chosen to bear the things that you should have given up on."
"You're like a metronome that swings wildly between mortals and extraordinaries. You want to become a mortal, but you're unwilling to be ordinary. Perhaps there's some great mission flowing in your blood, but you're bound by family ties and don't know where to go … Do you need me to point you in the right direction? Ghost … "
"Swoosh."
Clark raised his head and looked at Saber. "How do you know that name?"
Saber shrugged.
"I know a lot, Clark. A lot more than you think. But the problem now is you. Do you know what you need to do now? Most importantly, do you know what to do? This world … "
Saber reached out his hand and drew a circle in the darkness before him. "How do you feel about this world? Do you like it, or do you hate it? Are you willing to protect it, or do you wish to destroy it? "
"I … I don't know."
Clark raised his head and looked at Saber. "I believe you're a psychologist now, but the problem is, I can't answer your question because I don't know if I like this world or hate it."
"Then let me put it another way."
Saber snapped his fingers with a strange expression. "If someone wants to hurt Mrs. Kent, will you beat him up, or will you let him deceive your foster mother?"
Bang!
Clark clenched his fists like a ferocious beast protecting its cub. "I will kill him directly! I won't let my father's tragedy happen again! "
Boom!
Dark green flames suddenly expanded behind his body, and a pair of giant flaming bat wings spread out in front of Clark. Saber tore apart the flames and spat out sparks from his nose.
"Then let us go back, Clark. One of my opponents is lying to your mother, trying to convince her to take my poor cousin away."
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