Ironically, these prisoners survived the destruction of Krypton instead.

Those imprisoned in it will become ghostly beings, without entities, who can see each other but cannot touch each other, and those who are in it do not age and do not need to eat.

At this time, General Zod should be imprisoned in the phantom space.

Hearing Eric say "Phantom Space", Krypton Girl was taken aback.

With a shocked expression in her eyes, she looked at Eric with suspicious eyes, "No, it's not a phantom space, but it's almost, you... How do you know it exists?"

She originally thought that on this planet, even Carl El had limited understanding of General Zod, but she didn't expect that the guy in front of her even knew about the phantom space.

Eric didn't answer her doubts. After glancing at the other party coldly, he turned around and left.

"Bart!"

Aiming at Bart not far away, Eric said to him, "Take her to No. 145 Metropolis."

Metropolis No. 145, the headquarters of the Justice Society, usually two people often refer to No. 145.

"I... me?"

Bart asked Eric hesitantly.

He didn't think he could handle the tough woman in front of him.

Eric had already walked up to Bart, glanced at the Kryptonian girl, and said, "If you knew her weakness, you wouldn't be so afraid to weaken her ability with green meteorites."

"Green meteorite?"

"I know there must be something like this in your stolen loot before. Don't let the green meteorite leave her body, understand?"

"Ming...understand!"

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Bart nodded hesitantly.

Since the Kryptonians in front of him are still useful to him, Eric has no idea of ​​killing them.

A living Kryptonian is far more valuable to him than a dead Kryptonian.

When Bart found the green kryptonite and sent the Kryptonite woman and the bald corpse to the Justice Society, the whole thing finally came to an end.

Only Lex, who was released from the phantom space, stared at the back of Eric's departure with a complicated expression.

He discovered that there were more secrets hidden in Eric than he thought.

Weird space, aliens with suspicious identities... All kinds of unbelievable existences made the intense emotions in his heart keep rolling, "Your mystery... How much is hidden?!"

"So... our mission accomplished?"

Among the people watching the battle, the genius doctor took a breath, looked at the tragic battlefield after the battle, and asked Courtney and the wild cat, "Going home now?"

"Although I don't want to say that, our strength seems to be a bit seriously insufficient now."

Courtney said frustratedly: "Otherwise we wouldn't end up acting as a crowd of onlookers."

"It's a bit uncomfortable to say that, but it seems like that."

Ye Cat shrugged his shoulders and asked the two good friends next to him, "By the way, can you take me to the hospital upstairs? I vomited blood just now. I'm afraid my health is not very good."

"Sorry, Yolanda."

At this time, Courtney suddenly remembered his little friend, who seemed to have just been hit by the car, and immediately supported her and ran upstairs to the hospital.

On the other side, Clark saw that Eric had already dealt with the two Kryptonians, remembered the agreement with Joel, and was about to go to the North Pole, but suddenly heard the mother's painful cry from the hospital.

Chapter 206 The Raven is Born

Clark, who was hesitant, stopped.

He glanced upstairs with a complicated expression, and there was a hesitant expression in his eyes.

Now the mother is going through the pain of childbirth, and if she leaves by herself, she cannot accompany her.

Is it really acceptable for me to leave when I belong to a family and have to support and encourage each other?

Compared with the company of family and relatives, the responsibility of saving the world and the omnipotent superpower, which is more important?

And compared to gaining or losing superpowers, what does this gain or loss mean to you?

The expression on Clark's face kept changing until Jonathan came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Clark, we have to go."

"it is good."

Clark smiled at his father and comforted Jonathan: "Don't worry, Dad, Mommy will be fine."

Looking at his father's eyes, Clark made a judgment in his heart and walked towards the hospital.

In the corridor outside the hospital, Eric and Clark were waiting outside, listening to the painful voices faintly coming from the delivery room, their expressions were serious.

Clark's blank eyes had a hint of anticipation, while Eric was thinking about what the girl who was about to be born would mean to his family.

Jonathan, standing outside the delivery room, was the most nervous of the group, pacing back and forth.

Barbara had gone to look after her husband, and at this time no one was there to relieve his nervousness.

Finally, after a long period of suffering, Eric's super hearing heard a loud baby cry.

Eric and Clark all breathed a sigh of relief as the baby arrived.

Several people waited outside for a while before being allowed into the delivery room to see Martha.

Martha, who was a little weak on the hospital bed, smiled at Jonathan, "Yes...it's a girl, the doctor told me."

"Yes, a girl."

Jonathan squatted beside the hospital bed, took Martha's hand, and kissed, "Thank you, dear."

"No, all I feel is joy."

Martha's eyes sparkled with joy, "Being able to experience the process of watching a child go from conception to birth, I think...there is nothing more meaningful in life than this."

"Then have you thought about a name for our daughter?"

Jonathan asked his wife softly.

"I'm not sure yet, this kind of thing can't be decided by a fever, maybe..."

With a smile on her lips, Martha said, "We have to have a democratic voting system, and Eric and Clark can both make their own suggestions."

"So... how about Rachel?"

Eric offered his own suggestion.

"Forehead......"

Hearing Eric's words, Martha and Jonathan looked at each other.

"I feel good."

Martha first said: "Reminds me of a best friend of mine in college, her name is Rachel, she is a bright girl, if I hadn't gone back to Smallwell to live and marry, maybe now we are in the same lawyer. Office work."

A wry smile appeared on Jonathan's mouth when he heard his wife talk about his college career.

If he hadn't inherited the farm, he would have become an ordinary office worker in the metropolis.

But if he lived in the metropolis, he would not have the dull and happy life he has now.

He still prefers the present life to the ethereal fantasy future.

"Rachel, Rachel Kent, um... that sounds like a good name."

Jonathan and his wife thought the same.

"Maybe...she'll be an amazing girl later."

......

Kent Farm.

Since today was the day Martha was discharged from the hospital, Eric and Clark got up early in the morning to clean up and tidy up the house.

The stroller and various toys have already been prepared, and the baby milk powder and various foods needed by infants and young children have also been placed in the room early.

At this time, Jonathan had already driven to pick up Martha, and there were only two people at home.

An hour later, the sound of a car engine blared outside.

Martha got out of the car with a baby and Jonathan helped remove the hospital carry from the car.

"Can I give you a hug?"

Eric glanced at Rachel in his mother's arms and asked.

"certainly."

For her daughter who was born like a porcelain doll, Martha spoiled her to the extreme, and gently handed Rachel to Eric, "Rachel seems to be very sensible, and won't cry because she is in the arms of a stranger. ."

"I'm not a stranger, even if she's a raven, I'm her brother."

Eric said with a smile.

"Raven?"

Hearing Eric say that Rachel is a raven, Martha shook her head, "Rachel is not a raven."

"Maybe."

Holding Rachel, watching the other party's fair skin like a porcelain doll, purple smooth hair, and a little redness between the eyebrows, Eric lightly flicked her elastic face.

Eric's face was lightly flicked by Eric, and Rachel opened her small hand in dissatisfaction, and waved at Eric with a "babble".

Even if Eric doesn't understand magic now, he can still feel the powerful potential in the opponent's body.

Holding Rachel, Eric walked into the room.

Clark is nailing Rachel's picture frame into the wall.

In the past, he only needed to align the nails to press in with his thumb, but now he uses a hammer to knock in.

Bang!

Accidentally, the hammer accidentally hit his finger.

Clark immediately let go of the hammer, clutching his knocked fingers.

Blood flowed down the index finger and dripped on the floor "tick tock".

Clark, covering his fingers, took a breath.

The piercing pain in his fingers made him gasp.

"Clark."

Jonathan was moving things into the room, and a shocked expression appeared on his face after seeing Clark's actions.

He walked over quickly, grabbed his hand, and dragged him in front of him to examine it carefully.

After seeing the blood flowing from Clark's fingers, Jonathan asked him incredulously, "Clark, what's wrong with your body?"

"No problem, Dad."

Clark retracted his finger pretending to be nonchalant, "I...I'm just a normal person."

"Ordinary people?"

"But Clark, you're no ordinary person."

Jonathan said with a serious expression: "Your ability and talent are innate, and you have always lived in this state. Why... your ability and talent disappeared?"

"Joel has taken back my abilities."

Clark didn't resist the loss of his own abilities, and he did not resist being an ordinary person. He explained to his parents with a calm expression: "Actually, it is also good to be an ordinary person."

"I had to hide my identity all the time since I was a child. When I was playing football, I was afraid of accidentally hurting other people, and I had to be careful with physical contact with others, lest others see my secrets. I didn't know me Where is my talent, I can't possibly engage in any kind of high-profile activity, maybe..."

Clark said to Jonathan: "When the superpower is deprived, I choose to be an ordinary person and experience the life of an ordinary person, which is not bad."

"You're going to get hurt, Clark."

Jonathan said helplessly: "When you get used to that kind of life, it's hard for you to be an ordinary person again. You'll feel like you're in trouble all the time, and when you can't use your talent, you'll feel that it's two different things. the same life."

"I know, but I also know one thing, you don't love me less because of whether I have superpowers or not."

"of course not."

Jonathan shook his head. "Clark, whether you have superpowers or not, your mother and I love you very much. But...with your powers comes a responsibility, and I know we can't force you to carry your weight. Responsibility. But...you should understand, Clark, that you have always been the most unique person, and your mother and I will always be proud of you."