Meiman: Get the Pleasant Goat template at the beginning

Chapter 174 Compete Who Flies Faster!

Knowing everything about Krypton, Clark renamed the Kryptonian spaceship Fortress of Solitude on Ian's suggestion, and then quietly moved the spaceship from under the ice cap to a more secret place, avoiding everyone's surveillance .

Then, Ian took him to the ice field to start his first flight, while Big Big Wolf stayed in the Fortress of Solitude to study Kryptonian technology.

Flying, the oldest dream of mankind!

From the first Homo sapiens looked up to the top of the head, the desire to conquer the sky has been deeply rooted in human genes, urging people to go to the vast and boundless universe.

Clark is not racially human.

But Ian doesn't care about the race. In his template, there are sheep, pigs, and supermen who are made of mechanical stones.

If he cared about the bullshit race, he should have committed suicide and apologized.

"What's my first step?"

Clark was wearing a blue-red battle suit, looking at Ian floating in the air with excitement and excitement on his face.

Ian didn't start the class immediately, but looked at Clark, who could not fly, lost in thought.

It sounds like a joke that Superman can't fly, but it's true.

Not because he couldn't do it, but because his human father would rather die in the storm than let Clark expose his ability in front of everyone.

This experience put a mental shackle on Clark, making him follow his father's behest and carefully hide his identity at all times.

"Frankly speaking, your father has done what an ordinary farmer can do for you."

Ian crossed his legs and floated in the air and said to Clark, "But it's not really wise."

Clark opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but after accepting his other identity, he also became dissatisfied with some of the old Kent's actions.

Seeing that Clark didn't respond, Ian continued: "Old Kent is worried that after you reveal your identity, you will attract evil from the earth, and people will fear your ability. This judgment is not wrong.

But he chose to hide you, waiting in vain for the world to change and for others to accept you.This kind of peasant thinking will only make you farther and farther away from the world. "

Ian didn't intend to comment on the dead, but he wanted to get through Clark's ideas and turn him into a superman, so he had to comment on old Kent.

"When you stay away from this world and do not intervene in this world, no matter how the world changes, it has nothing to do with you."

"I want the world to accept you and you to join the changes in society so that people can know you and accept you."

There are two ways to join this society.

One is to directly show his power to the world like Superman in the world of Injustice, and force human society to change according to his wishes.

With superhuman ability, if he can abandon his morality, it is not difficult to do this.

But Superman who has abandoned morality is no longer Superman, and he is no longer the son of tomorrow in the DC world.

So he looked at Ian with firm eyes and said: "Many years ago, my father once said to me, 'You are alone in this world, Clark! Your abilities are beyond people's cognition, and they are not ready to accept it. Your preparation. So you hide yourself, don't let yourself and the world get hurt.'!"

"But now, I know that I am not alone. I have the expectations of my biological parents and a new friend like you."

"It's time, what am I supposed to do with this world?"

After Clark said in a low voice, he half-kneeled on the ground, clenched his right hand into a fist and began to charge, the biological position expanded outward, and the fine ice chips began to rotate around his body.

Ian looked at the refreshed Clark, smiled and encouraged him, "Fly, Clark, fly!"

boom!
Clark rose from the ground, surpassing the speed of sound at the start, causing the air to vibrate, shattering the surface of the iceberg, and turning into a white trail in the sky.

Ian watched Clark's disappearing figure, and thought of a contest. He straightened his body, rushed out like a sharp arrow, pierced the air, and quickly followed Clark.

"Hey, I don't know which of the two of us is faster, do you want to compare?"

Ian maintained his speed and paralleled Clark. The two of them were under the night sky. The sound could no longer keep up with their flying speed, but they were still captured by the biological standpoint.

"Okay!"

Clark felt the gust of wind blowing across his face, his blood was boiling, and his arms moved forward, triggering a series of sonic booms, dispelling the surrounding clouds, and maintaining the speed of sound.

Ian whistled, completely let go of his restrictions on himself, and chased after him.

The two started chasing each other in the sky, trying their best to maintain their speed.

But within a few minutes, they left the North Pole, entered Canada, and saw the towering Rocky Mountains.

Ian smiled slightly, plunged headlong into the continuous primeval jungle, and performed a series of stunts among the huge ancient trees and jagged rocks.

Then, with his hands on the back of his head, he whistled to the sky: "Hey, Clark, can you do it?"

Clark had just liberated his abilities, and it was the time when he was ambitious, and immediately followed Ian's route, maintaining his speed and wanting to reproduce those stunts.

Then, he bumped into a big tree as thick as a dozen strong men hugging each other, and broke the trunk in half. Sawdust and leaves flew all over the sky, and he also fell headlong into the mountain.

"To do these stunts, you need agility, not speed."

Ian pulled Clark out of the pit, clapped his hands, and a huge wind blew away the dirt on him.

"It seems that I have a lot to learn." Clark was not shocked. Although Ian looked young, he was clearly his predecessor on the road to superhumanity.

Ian shook his head: "But I'm worried that you don't have much time left to study!"

"What do you mean? You promised to train me." There was some anxiety in Clark's tone. He didn't have many friends.

"That was not what I meant."

Ian wanted to explain, but suddenly found that his mobile phone rang, and Bruce Wayne was written in large characters on the screen.

What is this guy calling me for?
He didn't answer the phone, raised his head and quickly explained to Clark: "Although Krypton is destroyed, you are not the only one who survived. You can ask Joe about General Zod and say that he is very likely Escape from the Phantom Zone."

Clark's heart was pounding, and he didn't care who Ian was on the phone with. With a bang, he disappeared into the jungle of the Rocky Mountains and hurriedly flew towards the Fortress of Solitude.

After he left, Ian answered Batman's call: "I said, Master Wayne, why don't you call me if you don't go clean up the criminals in Gotham?"

Ian really didn't know what Batman was looking for him to do, so he deliberately said some light words, trying to set up the atmosphere.

Batman's deep voice came from the other end of the phone, and he asked, "Ian, what did you do again? Who is that person next to you?"

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