Chapter 227 Important Information and Gifts

"This is……"

Clark looked at the spaceship in front of him, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Spaceship." Mike said lightly: "This is not something on earth, go in and have a look."

Clark responded, and the two walked inside.

The ship's hatch was open, and as the two stepped inside, a console rose.

The father and son stopped and noticed the small hole above, Clark's eyes lit up: "Dad, is that that?"

"Try it."

Clark nodded, holding back his excitement, and took out a black key.

That was the key to his baby boat.

A humanoid metal guard floating in the air floated out. Before it could be opened to attack, Mike, who had been paying attention to the surrounding situation, instantly came to it and slapped it out.

Clark didn't care. After putting the key in, the spaceship was activated, and the originally dark spaceship lit up. After the metal guard flew from the ground, he lifted his defensive posture and still dutifully guarded the spaceship.

After so many years, there is only one thing in this spaceship that is still guarding.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in their field of vision.

He was wearing a dark robe and had a smile on his face, but when he saw Mike, doubts flashed in his eyes.

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And just as he turned and walked into the spaceship, Mike shouted: "You wait for me, or we will destroy this thing."

The figure froze, glanced at Mike, his eyes fell on Clark, and he could only stand helplessly.

He just wanted to guide the two of them into the spaceship, why did the other party not play cards according to common sense?

Seeing that the figure really stopped in place, Clark was startled and whispered to Mike, "Dad, what's going on?"

dad! ?

The figure was stunned, as if he had been hit, but then he frowned and said, "Please come with me."

Clark looked at Mike, and after seeing Mike nodded, the two walked over.

Clark couldn't help saying, "Who are you?"

The man smiled slightly. "You've grown up, Carl."

He looked at Clark carefully and sighed, "I really hope your mother can see you as you are now."

Carl?

Is this my name?

Clark's eyes flickered and he asked again, "Who are you?"

"I am your father, or his shadow, or more precisely, an intelligent system formed after he uploaded his consciousness to the 'key'. My name is Joe Al, your father."

"Father?"

"Yes, your name is Carl El."

Joe El said with a smile, and raised his chin indistinctly to Mike.

Mike: "..."

This old thing protests to itself again?

"Karl El?"

Clark showed a smile, turned his head to look at Mike, and said, "Dad, I know my other name!"

Mike hummed softly,

Raise your chin at Joe Al.

Do you hear that, another name!

Also, he called me Dad!

And it has been called for almost thirty years!

Joe Al looked at Mike, their eyes met in mid-air, and suddenly laughed at the same time.

"Hahaha!"

Clark looked at the two of them, confused.

Joe El stretched out his hand and said helplessly: "If it weren't for me being just a phantom now, I must thank you very much, thank you for raising Carl so big and so good."

Mike shook his head and said, "Clark is a good boy, it's your genes."

The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

One of them is the biological father and the other is the adoptive father. They are both the fathers of the child, and they all wish the child well.

When they wanted to understand this, they instantly found a common topic.

"Clark, his earth name?" Joe El's eyes lit up, he made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Go, I'll show you around."

"It's troublesome."

Mike smiled and said, and the two walked into the spaceship in a group.

Clark: "?"

And me?

But looking at the backs of the two, he suddenly grinned.

It feels so good.

"By the way, are you a Kryptonian?"

Joe El suddenly asked, with a strange look in his eyes.

"No, this is the bloodline I copied with my ability." Mike explained vaguely, "There are many special humans on the earth."

It's not surprising that Joe Al found this out.

If Mike guessed correctly, this ship has a genetic verification function. When the key was inserted into the console, he and Clark had been scanned and a genetic comparison was performed, so Joe Al could immediately recognize that Clark was his son.

"By the way." Mike suddenly said: "When this spaceship is activated, will it emit any signal?"

Joe El said lightly, "Yes, but don't worry, no one will receive this signal, because only our Kryptonian spacecraft can receive this signal, and the current Krypton spacecraft may only have this signal. ship."

Not so much...

Mike muttered in his heart.

"Krypton?"

Clark heard the name from the conversation between the two and couldn't help but ask, "Is that my hometown?"

"Yes, child."

Joe El said lightly, seeing Clark's face full of question marks, he smiled at Mike: "Let's have a good chat when I answer the question for this child first."

"No problem." Mike smiled and said, "I'm curious about you too."

Joe El nodded gently and told Clark slowly.

"You are from Krypton, where the living environment..."

The other party's brief description was no different from what Mike remembered. When Mike heard that the other party mentioned General Zod's rebellion and was exiled to the black hole, the corners of his eyes jumped.

With Joe El's continuous remarks, Clark's doubts for many years finally disappeared, but when he learned that Krypton had died and he might be the only survivor, Clark couldn't hide his sadness.

Mike patted Clark and said, "You and me, and Eric, Charles, and Gwen."

Clark was stunned for a moment, and said moved: "Dad, thank you."

Joe El looked at this scene with a smile, and was once again relieved that his son had met a good adoptive father.

"Come with me, I have a present for you."

Joe El said, and led the two to a special room.

This is the room on the ship where the flight suits are kept.

Kryptonian flight suits, or battle suits, are made with Kryptonian technology. Not only can they be deformed according to the user's mind, but they can also provide a very good defense. Even after damage, they can repair themselves over time.

The gift Joe El prepared for Clark was a battle uniform marked with their family crest.

On the tight-fitting combat uniform, the dark red S logo representing hope is very obvious.

Joe El waved his hand, and the battle suit turned into a watch in an instant.

Afterwards, he smiled at Mike and said, "Mike, there's more over there. If you don't dislike it, you can take it."

Mike raised his eyebrows and said, "Then I'm welcome."

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