【 General Anh My 】 Great Pursuit At The Next Door

"Am I Superman, Clark, or Carl Eyre?" said the man in the tricolor uniform, "and it's bothering me to have all three names shouted today." "

I'm sorry, I didn't expect my argument with Mr. Pate to bother you..."

The real question is, back to the beginning, what am I? I need a belonging, Joe, I need a most recognized belonging.

Joe didn't answer for a moment, just looked behind him. He turned around and saw Anthony and Jessica in the doorway. Anthony sneered, "Cara-

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"Ahem, you can call it whatever you wanted.

Anthony: "Forget it, you guys talk first, lunch is my time." Wait, please bring some eggs back later.

A few black lines fell on Joe Al's head.

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Pate made the right decision, thought Joe Ayre.

As soon as he said a few words to Superman, Superman went out to save people in a hurry. Came back a few minutes and went out again. In short, you just can't talk smoothly. I don't know if it's bad luck today, or if Superman is running away.

Anthony rarely cooks seriously, making his own dessert and main course, as well as a soup. But Superman came back and took two bites and left again. When he came back again, Anthony snapped his plate in his face.

"Don't interrupt the meal unless necessary, don't teach Jessica badly!" This

time Superman finished a meal obediently, and Joe Al understood that he was running away.

Anthony held his chin: "It's normal, although that guy looks cheerful, he also likes to carry everything by himself." Do you really think you can do anything?"

he and Joe Al looked at each other, and agreed to clean him up in some way.

Anthony put the bowl back in the kitchen, and the robot came and helped him wash it. He took Jessica by the hand and continued his exploration in the huge fortress. Joe El followed him and didn't speak, he was a ghost.

After half an hour of strolling around the fortress and learning Kryptonite for another three hours, Anthony got bored and opened the door of the fortress to go out and play. He was dressed very thickly, and it was polar daylight outside, so it wasn't too cold. Jessica also put on a full doggy outfit and rushed into the snow.

"It's all pretty sturdy around here, right?" before he could finish speaking, he heard a dog scream, and Jessica fell into a snow pit. Anthony slowly touched it and pulled Jessica out of the pit.

"It doesn't seem like you can mess around.

Anthony went back to Joe Eyre to ask for terrain imaging equipment, and Joe Eyre thought that if the two were planted in the snow, they would need to be rescued by superman, so he gave them anyway.

Anthony rushed to a safe slope nearby, went back and took what looked like a sleigh from the fort, and with Jessica, got it up the hillside, jumped on it, and slid down together.

Slides are the most timeless game.

Anthony howled and rushed towards the Fortress of Solitude, and Joe El blacked his face and manipulated the robot to stop them, otherwise the man and dog would have to fly into the fortress.

Just as Anthony was trying to get the "sled" up again, the red cape returned. He landed lightly and asked suspiciously, "What are you guys playing?"

"Skiing!"

Superman thought for a moment, went back to the fortress and pulled a robot out, tied it to the "sled", and let the robot pull Anthony and Jessica on the snow.

Joe Al ended up modifying a real sleigh (which was supposed to be an expanded version of a snowmobile) and contributing it to Anthony.

Joe Al has reason to suspect that Carl has become less intelligent lately because of this guy.

Anthony and Jessica walked around the huge fortress, and finally had enough fun, rubbing their hands together and running back to the fort. Joe Eyre resigned himself to carrying the sleigh back and saw Anthony in the kitchen again.

Although it was polar day, the sun was still very low in the evening, and the light was much dimmer. Anthony cooked the frozen dumplings he bought before he came, put them on the kitchen table, and waited for Superman to come back to eat. But he doesn't look like a "housewife" at all, because he's just playing offline single-player games there with his feet crossed.

Anthony added a few more items to the memo: networking, Superman's communication device.

Actually, this is more than he can do, but isn't there Joe Al? Well, it's all about your own convenience, and Joe Al doesn't necessarily agree.

After waiting for half an hour, Anthony got impatient and yelled:

"Superman!" and with a "biu" sound, Superman appeared in front of Anthony, and the red cloak fell from the air and accidentally landed in the large bowl containing dumplings.

Anthony stared at death, and Superman hurriedly returned the dumplings to a pot.

The only people who need to eat here are Anthony and Jessica, but Anthony is semi-forcing Clark to maintain human habits. Eat, drink, sleep.

Clark obediently dressed in his regular clothes, sat in a chair and spooned the slippery dumplings. Joe Eyre, fearing that the boy would run away after dinner, simply sat down himself. Jessica looked at him and then at Anthony, so Anthony picked up a few dumplings and put them in a small bowl, served them with a spoon, and pushed them to Joe Al.

Joe Al: "..."

, "Do you want vinegar?" asked Anthony thoughtfully, pouring a lot of vinegar into his small bowl.

Clark: "I'll try."

For a moment the smell of vinegar filled the kitchen, and Jessica sneezed.

Joe Al tried his best to ignore Anthony, turned his head and asked Clark: "Carl, how do you define your identity?" Anthony

interjected: "Three identities, you use your dreams, relationships, etc., to add weight, depending on which side is important." Or if you had to give up your two identities, which would you choose?"

Clark pondered.

"Personally, I don't think the identity of Superman is definitely the heaviest. Superman, which means that you use your superpowers to help the earthlings. You can do it, you want to do it. The reason you can do it is because your Kryptonian identity gives you superpowers, and the reason you want to do it is because you are Clark, a principled earthling.

Clark looked at Anthony and then at Joe Eyre. If he were to add weights according to the first method, he would only be able to add three: the biological father, the biological mother, and the projection of the biological father's consciousness. And the identity of "Clark Kent" naturally has countless ...

Wait a minute.

Clark: "Anthony, which side are you?" Anthony

swallowed the dumpling in his mouth and thought for a moment, "I like small town boys." "

What about Martha and Jonathan? There's really nothing to worry about, they gave the name "Clark Kent." If he wasn't "Carl Ayr", they loved him all the same.

Clark glanced at Joe Eyre quietly, and then Anthony spoke again: "Have you heard of a cliché in China? The adopted son of a millionaire found his biological father and found that his biological parents were multimillionaires. In the end, he inherited the inheritance of both parties. "

It's different," Clark rubbed his temples, "I need a cornerstone, at the end of the day, I'm..."

"That's it, you've been called 'Clark Kent' since you were a kid, you spoke English, you grew up playing corn in Kansas, and you came to the Met to meet me and applied for a job as a reporter for the Daily Planet... Without the identity of a Kryptonite, it all happened anyway. And if you weren't 'Clark Kent', you might have just arrived on Earth and been taken away by the government or the military, and to put it more horrible, you would have died directly. Then you don't have to worry about identity at all.

Clark peeked at Joe Al, who looked at him calmly.

"Clark," said Joe Eyre, "Krypton has already been destroyed, and the name 'Carl El' doesn't do much to emphasize your origins.

"It's still useful," Anthony dragged back the small bowl in front of Joe Eyre, scooping the dumplings inside into the remaining vinaigrette in his own bowl, "Carl El is Superman's name, and Superman's friends will call him Carl in the future." Clark

blinked: "Superman doesn't have any friends yet."

"There will always be. "