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Chapter 455 Mark, You Are Not Ready to Save the World
"crow?"

Riven looked at the black man standing on the treetop outside with a serious look.

She could feel the faint magical power emanating from the body of that strange crow.

The pitch-black crow standing on the treetop seemed to have noticed Riven's gaze and immediately flapped its wings and left the farm.

Looking at the crow flying away, Riven immediately ordered the "Fukin" on her shoulder to chase it.

She always felt that the crow perched on the tree was not an ordinary bird.

She wanted to tell her father immediately, but she felt that she had no evidence and even if she told her father, it might end up in nothing.

"No matter who sent you, don't let me catch you, otherwise I will definitely punish you and let you know the consequences of trying to target my farm."

Riven's eyes became sharp and she whispered to herself.

"Mark, come and help me move the straw."

Peter shouted to Mark from the living room.

"Okay, Dad."

Mark immediately followed Peter to work in the backyard.

On the tractor, Peter took the straw off and Mark helped catch it.

Although he is young, Mark seems to be stronger than his peers.

He caught the straw easily and put it on the ground.

"dad."

While working, Mark asked him worriedly: "Will the government find us? I mean, in the battle with Zod, Clark and the others were exposed to the public. Will the government find them?"

Mark was worried that the peaceful life on the farm would be disrupted.

"No, they won't investigate here so quickly."

Peter grabbed the bundle of straw and said to Mark, "But... maybe some people will notice this. But don't worry, Mark, they will pretend not to know."

Despite what he said, Peter decided to talk to the federal government.

Martian Hunter had told him before that the person responsible for dealing with Zod this time was General Sam Lane.

The other party is Louise's father.

Now Louise is considered a member of his own camp, and he can talk to her through Louise's relationship when the time comes.

"Because they fear their father's power?"

Mark asked Peter as he stood up and took the straw.

"It's not just fear, it should be said that we can reach a tacit understanding."

Peter straightened up from the tractor and looked at the increasingly dazzling sunlight.

"That's good."

Hearing Peter say this, Mark breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that after Clark and the others had caused so much trouble, the government would come to the farm.

I have to protect the farm for my father, but I am too weak to fight against the government.

If both parties are safe and sound, it would be the best outcome.

Looking at the other rice that had not been loaded in the farmland, Mark asked Peter in confusion: "Dad, why don't you use your superpowers to finish all this work in an instant?"

Peter raised his eyebrows when he heard Mark suggest that he use super speed to finish the work. "Hurry and do it right? Mark."

Faced with Peter's question, Mark was slightly stunned.

"I don't know, Dad, what's the difference between the two?"

"Oh!"

Peter jumped down from the cart and gathered the straw together at his feet.

"At first, when Clark was about your age, no, maybe even older than you, he confided in me his thoughts and said that he didn't want to waste his time on the farm."

Peter stood up and faced Mark and said to him, “I asked him if growing crops was a waste of life?”

"What did Clark answer? Dad."

Mark immediately became interested in what Peter told him about Clark's childhood.

"Clark said he didn't have that thought, he just felt he could do more, he could save the world, so I asked him: save hastily or save correctly?"

Peter's words gradually fascinated Mark.

"I told Clark that over the years, countless people have told themselves they are destined to save the world, but they always make the same mistake."

Mark's eyes lit up with curiosity and he asked, "What's wrong, Dad?"

“Think it’s their turn to save the world.”

Peter could sense that Mark had been feeling a little down lately.

Although Mark didn't say it, he was still a little concerned about the fact that he didn't help in the Battle of Metropolis.

After noticing his thoughts, Peter decided to have a good talk with Mark.

"If the world needs your saving, it will let you know."

As Peter spoke, he looked up towards the courtyard, and he suddenly remembered the father of this body. His father seemed to be called Ryan Padrick, right?
The memories of his father from his previous life had become a little fuzzy in his mind.

After thinking for a while, he said to Mark: “You know? My father, who is also your grandfather, once saved the world himself.”

Peter recounted the stories his cheap father had once told him.

Although it was unknown whether it was true or not, Peter told Mark about it.

"grandfather?"

Mark blinked and asked in surprise: "Grandpa is also a superhero?"

"No, no, he's not. That was a story that happened during World War II, when your grandfather was sent to capture Saipan."

Peter told him the personal experience his cheap father had told him.

Although he suspected that this was someone else's story that his cheap dad was telling him.

"At that time, they had been bombing the Japanese for several weeks. They were starving, suffering from severe trauma, and in a miserable situation. However, the Japanese were even worse off, hiding in caves and waiting to die."

Peter slowly told Mark, "One afternoon, they forced a group of Japanese out of the cave and captured them, but one of the captives detonated the bomb on his body and killed the other Japanese, and in the process killed half of your grandfather's team."

"He was covered in wounds, filled with anger and revenge for his teammates. He had never thought that someone could be so cruel. Although the Japanese were defeated, they never thought of surrendering. It was from that moment that your grandfather realized that they had no choice but to kill every soldier on the island."

When Mark heard this, he also became nervous, worried that something might have happened to his grandfather whom he had never met.

"Every building on the island was destroyed by artillery fire, so everyone was hiding in caves, soldiers and civilians alike, and you had no idea who was coming out."

Peter paused and continued, "They learned a little trick, which is to look for burning cigarettes. Only soldiers have cigarettes. They have been saving them for months, sometimes just to save them for occasions like this, when they die."

"This is a small flaw, but it has saved your grandfather's life several times. However, it is precisely when you can't see the bright spot that you become restless, because in the darkness you will constantly wonder what is staring at you."

"and after?"

Mark asked curiously when he saw Peter stop.

"Once, your grandfather shot a fire, but it was just a kid, maybe five or six, using a lighter to light the way to the cave entrance."

Peter's tone became a little complicated. "Some people say that when you close your eyes, you will see the faces of everyone who died because of you, but the truth is actually more terrible than this. Your grandfather told me that after a while, he can no longer see them. The dead will disappear because we need them to disappear. That is the price of our survival. That is the price we pay for the living."

After listening to Peter's story, Mark was silent for a moment.

He felt that the story was a bit heavy.

"So, Dad, are you saying that saving the world sometimes means having to hurt others?"

Mark asked Peter.

"Yes, Mark, your grandfather also tried to save the world. This world may need someone to save it, but it will also hurt those who are not prepared."

Peter reached out and touched Mark's hair. "Just like Clark, he was hurt a lot in this battle. Even though he was prepared, he still got hurt, so..."

Peter paused, looked into Mark's eyes, and slowly said to him: "Don't worry, Mark, you don't need to feel frustrated and unhappy because you didn't stand up this time. When you are mature, when you are ready, when the world needs your salvation, that is when you need to stand up."

Listening to Peter's words, Mark nodded seriously.

"I understand, Dad. I will improve myself and face that day sooner rather than later."

Mark made a promise to Peter.

"Of course, I believe you."

Peter patted Mark's head in relief.

far away.

Rhea listened to Peter's words and fell into deep thought.

Standing under the porch, she originally wanted to ask Peter how to control her senses.

My hearing suddenly became more sensitive and I accidentally caught the conversation between Peter and Mark.

She didn't expect Peter to be so patient in guiding his son.

“Save the world.”

She whispered to herself, "Yes, sometimes it's a cruel thing, and someone has to die."

She thought of Jor-El.

night.

After finishing her dinner early, Riven went into her room.

The crow "Fujin" had already returned and reported to her that he had followed the trail of the strange crow.

Following it all the way, the strange crow finally disappeared into a manor in the next town.

"Maybe. Maybe I should go and see for myself."

After talking to Fujin, Riven thought that maybe she should investigate it herself.

She suspected that after the Battle of Metropolis, someone or some malicious force had targeted her home.

In order to protect the farm and her family from harm, Riven decided to take action herself.

"You think I should tell dad? Fu Jin."

Hearing Fujin's suggestion to her, Raven shook her head, "No, I can't trouble Dad for everything."

Taking a deep breath, Riven changed her clothes and waited until late at night before quietly leaving the farm.

(End of this chapter)