American comics: Playing Spider-Man at the beginning, wandering around and losing contact

Chapter 208: Superman Returns
On the remote Arctic glacial plains.

In the summer, the day is endless, so even at nine o'clock in the evening, the sun is still bright. Clark walks lightly on the smooth glacier with minimal friction. Normal people need to wear special equipment boots, but for Clark, it is not necessary.

Because to be precise, he was not walking on the ice, he was flying on the ice. However, this flying altitude, under Clark's professional control, was very small and almost invisible.

Clark could have directly relied on his flying ability to cross the iceberg, but in this dazzling ice field that reflected sunlight, he finally stopped and chose to walk towards the target point.

However, this is obviously very long. Compared with flying, walking will consume a lot of unnecessary time for Clark, but Clark is willing to do it.

On this planet where disasters can break out at any time and anywhere, Clark longs for a peaceful life.

If possible, he even hoped not to have so many supernatural powers.

That way, he wouldn't feel so guilty about his father's death.

What really makes people sad and regretful is that they are powerless when their loved ones die, or even more so that they are clearly capable but can do nothing and dare not do anything.

For quite a long time, Clark has been in a state of self-doubt. It has been decades since he came to this planet, and during these decades, Clark has had experiences different from those of ordinary human children.

When he was eight years old, he jumped into the air and enjoyed the exhilarating feeling of flying freely over thousands of acres of flat land, like an eagle.

When he was twelve years old, he discovered that the air he exhaled could freeze a turbulent river near his home.

When he was fifteen, he discovered that he could easily crush a huge truck weighing several tons into iron fragments with just a little force.

It is impossible for a normal human teenager to have similar experiences as him at a similar age.

But is it a good thing to have such extraordinary experiences that normal people can only experience in dreams?

For Clark in the past, it was.

But when Clark came to his senses, he found that his abilities were enough to make him a god in this world.

Clark was at a loss.

He didn't know what he had been insisting on for the past few decades.

"Child, you know, your father died in an accident. I know you have always felt guilty. You could have saved him..."

"But listen to me, Clark. To be a savior and a hero, you not only need extremely powerful abilities to be able to fly, but you also need to be able to face all external pressures, have full self-confidence and a calm state of mind."

"You know what? There is no shortage of people who worship heroes in this world. However, the more fanatical they are, the more distorted their impression of heroes is."

"Do you understand why your father and I don't want you to become a superhero?"

"Clark, my dear child, you will definitely understand the answer in the future. I believe in you. With your wisdom, one day..."

Now, Clark walks on the smooth Arctic glacier, looking for the answer his mother said.

After General Zod used violence to disrupt Clark's peaceful life, Clark began to really think about this issue.

What does he mean on this planet?
Is he the destined savior?
But why should a person be born with the responsibility of being a savior? It's so unfair to him, isn't it?

Clark's thoughts were in a mess.

His brain has evolved to be more powerful than the world's most powerful supercomputer, but even with such a brain thinking, he still cannot get the answer to his question.

Perhaps he would find out soon.

He gazed at the deep blue glacier below him.

The glaciers here have been frozen for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

Scientists have discovered many things under the ice.

Including the remains of some prehistoric animals.

There are also some unknown microorganisms.

Clark came to the Arctic today to find something under the glacier, something that could prove his identity and help him recognize his location. After beating General Zod severely, General Zod chose to use psychological tactics to conquer young Clark, inadvertently exposing the coordinates here.

This is also why Clark came back here.

However, Clark was ready, and General Zod was just fooling him with his preparations.

Perhaps this trip will be in vain, but he believes that it can at least comfort his confused mind and give him a stroll to express his emotions.

dong dong dong.

After walking for a while, Clark came to a huge glacier.

He stretched out his hand and knocked on the surface of the glacier. The hard touch forced him to take a step back and use more force in his fist.

It can be seen that the ice here is unusually thick.

This thickness means that the ice here may have been formed years ago.

Only after ten thousand years of evolution could such a picture be formed.

Bang!
The ice cracked, revealing its deep blue interior.

Clark continued to pump his fist.

His body is comparable to the hardest substance in the world. When he exerts all his strength, even a tunnel boring machine at full power cannot compare to it.

However, the ice here seems to be somewhat unique.

After Clark's few punches, the ice did crack a lot.

However, the further inward he went, the more Clark felt powerless.

It seemed as if something was blocking his strength.

Clark continued to move forward, as if he didn't believe it.

His boots left white scratches on the ground.

Bang!
Bang bang!

Bang bang bang!
Clark's punches became more and more dense. Like a violent storm. If these punches landed in any other corner of the earth, they would definitely create a large canyon in that place.

The cracks in the ice gradually widened.

Clark succeeded.

Inside the ice, it was pitch black, and it seemed like a bottomless abyss.

However, Clark seemed to have expected this. After a small hole was chiseled in the thick ice, Clark did not give up, but continued to punch to expand the hole.

After another careful grinding along the edge, the ice layer was peeled off again and the cave was expanded.

Clark leaned in.

Then, it seemed as if some mysterious creature sensed the outsider.

In the dark hollow layer of ice, a bright light lit up like a firefly.

Then Clark slowly walked inside.

After walking for about five minutes, his eyes widened.

In front of him, a huge black shadow appeared.

It was an extremely large silver spaceship.

(End of this chapter)