Chapter 361 The Twilight of the Greek Gods Begins

Barn.

Peter asked Zu to start the tractor and the lawn mower.

The sound of "boom boom" suddenly rang in the barn.

Peter, who still felt it was not enough, asked Zu to turn on the belt conveyor.

Various mechanical sounds immediately echoed in the barn.

The harsh noise immediately made Clark's expression painful.

He covered his ears, but the amplified sound continued to echo in his ears, vibrating his eardrums.

"John, go outside and talk, try to use your weakest voice."

Peter said to Zu next to him.

Zu nodded, "Okay, Dad."

As Zu, who developed faster than Clark, had already experienced this stage, so he didn't feel anything.

It's just that his super hearing is gradually enhanced.

After Clark became blind, his hearing suddenly became extremely powerful, which Zu had never thought of.

When Zu walked back to the outside of the barn, Clark covered his ears, his body shook, and he seemed to be a little unstable.

"Clark, can you hold on?"

Peter looked at Clark's painful expression and wondered if he had set the difficulty too high at the beginning.

"Yes, Godfather, I'm fine."

Clark put his hand on Peter to support himself from falling.

"I heard it, I heard John's voice."

He tried to concentrate and block out other messy and useless sounds in his mind, and he heard what Azu said to him outside.

Although it was intermittent, the sound was soon covered by other mechanical sounds.

"I did it, Godfather."

Clark said excitedly to Peter: "I can, I can do it, Godfather."

"Of course, I know you can, Clark, now continue, concentrate your mental power, and capture the sound you want to hear most."

Peter pinched Clark's shoulder and said to him in the barn full of harsh noises.

Clark nodded excitedly and continued to concentrate as Peter said to listen to what Azu said outside.

Clark heard countless complicated voices, but he concentrated on listening to the most useful and what he wanted to hear most.

Suddenly, a familiar voice suddenly entered his hearing range.

It seemed to be the voice of his parents.

"Jonathan, we need to consider asking someone to help. You look tired and I am worried about you."

Mother Martha's words were full of worry.

Father Jonathan's voice sounded, "No, Martha, we don't have any extra money."

"It won't help if you are exhausted, Jonathan."

Jonathan, who was panting slightly, seemed to pick up a glass of water and asked his mother, "What are you doing?"

"Apply to the Bureau of Education for the Disabled and Physically Handicapped to arrange a special teacher for Clark."

Hearing his mother say that she would apply for a special teacher for Clark, Jonathan put down the water cup, "Clark's counselor said that he can go to class normally."

"Until when?"

The mother's voice became a little excited, "His life has changed, and yours too. You both refuse to admit it. You are all stubborn. Jonathan, you are unwilling to accept Peter's help. I don't understand what you think. Peter is Clark's godfather, he is not an outsider."

Seeing his wife's excitement, Jonathan wanted to speak, but Martha's voice covered him.

"Clark is no longer an omnipotent Superman. He needs to rely on others. Jonathan, you too, you have to start relying on others too."

"Bang!"

After that, Martha threw the pen in her hand on the table without waiting for Jonathan to speak, and left the living room.

"Ding!"

It happened that the nails on the conveyor belt were vibrated to the ground, and the crisp sound made Clark cover his ears and make a painful sound.

Peter immediately turned off all the machines and supported Clark.

"Are you okay? Clark."

"I'm fine, Godfather."

Clark said to Peter with a smile on his face.

"Take a rest first."

Peter asked Clark to sit down and rest for a while, and asked Azuzu not to whisper.

Sitting in the chair, Clark felt a little uncomfortable.

The quarrel between his parents just now affected his mood.

"Godfather, super hearing, is it that the more I hear, the more painful it will be, because... I can always hear the voices that I don't want to hear."

"No, why do you say that? Clark."

Peter sat down and asked him.

"I heard my parents' quarrel."

"Well," Peter nodded, "I guess it must be Martha who was quarreling with Jonathan, because Jonathan's stubbornness can really make people angry sometimes."

Clark: "."

He wanted to ask now if the Godfather sometimes used super hearing to eavesdrop on his parents' quarrels.

But he felt that if he asked this question, it would seem that he didn't trust the Godfather very much, so he had to swallow the words on his lips.

"Clark, you have to understand that the stronger your super hearing becomes, the more different ideas you will hear from people. You will hear the noble people talking loudly, and you will hear the mean people whispering. You will hear the painful shouts, and you will hear the joyful laughter."

Peter's slowly speaking voice reached his ears.

"Because this is life. There is always too much helplessness in life. Clark, we are not God. We cannot decide other people's fate or change other people's lives."

"Listen to these different voices, absorb the useful ones, and then discard the useless ones. Make yourself stronger instead of limiting yourself to entanglement and pain. This is what you should do, and I believe you can do it too. ”

Listening to Peter's words, most of Clark's inner haze was dispelled. He took a deep breath and thanked Peter: "Thank you, Godfather, I understand how I should deal with these voices."

"As long as you can figure it out."

Peter stood up and prepared to walk downstairs.

"By the way, Clark, tell Jonathan when you have time, don't be so stubborn, I am your godfather, and we should help each other."

Peter said to Clark before going downstairs.

After hearing Peter's words, Clark immediately felt bad.

It turns out that the godfather also heard the parents' quarrel.

Farm, dinner time.

Raven curiously observed Clark, who was wearing sunglasses.

Seeing Clark clumsily using a knife and fork to eat, she asked Clark in confusion: "Clark, are you blind now?"

"Uh, for now."

"That's pathetic."

Raven, who was held by Kara, made a sympathetic sound.

"But, I will take care of you, and Fujin will take care of you."

Raven felt a little sad for Clark, but still said she would take care of the blind man.

"Fujin can be your guide bird."

"Oh, thank you, Raven, but it's not necessary. I have gradually begun to adapt to this state."

Clark smiled at Raven.

"Or you can be a blind knight."

Loki, who was next to him, said to Clark: "With super hearing, you no longer need super vision."

Azu, who was eating bread, suddenly became unhappy with this sentence.

He always felt that there was something behind Loki.

After dinner, Peter used runes to treat Clark's eyes for a while, and there was a knock on the door of the room.

When he opened the door, he found Persenev standing outside the door anxiously.

"Sir, I...I have something I want to tell you."

Seeing Clark in the room, Persenev said hesitantly: "Otherwise, we can change the time."

"No, no need, Clark can't see anything."

Clark: "?!"

He felt that the godfather's hell joke was a bit harmful to him.

Persenev was amused by Peter's words. She adjusted her mood and said to Peter: "I want to tell you, sir, my premonition has been reminding me that something big may happen recently."

"What's the big deal?"

"Something big about Olympus, or something serious enough to overturn all of Olympus and send the gods to dusk."

"Ragnarok?"

Peter whispered to himself and looked at the Queen of Hades who had an uneasy face.

"Is it related to Diana?"

"I don't know, the inspiration just reminds me of a terrible future. Diana is also a member of the gods, and I think she should be among them."

Persenev said something that made Peter think deeply.

Meanwhile, Antarctica.

There was heavy snow in the sky, and the extremely cold environment enveloped the dark polar night.

The deserted snowfield exudes a deathly silence.

A few minutes later, the sound of "boom" broke the silence of the polar night.

Several snowmobiles were driving on the glacier, and the bright lights pierced the darkness of the night.

When driving to a glacier peak, the snowmobile stopped.

The members of the expedition team, all wrapped up tightly, got off the snowmobiles and braved the wind and snow to walk to the heights of the glacier.

"PhD!"

The leader of the expedition shouted loudly to the people walking at the front: "You are right, this is our destination."

The middle-aged man wearing gloves and holding a telescope shook his head, "No, I made a mistake. He calculated it earlier than I did."

As he spoke, he looked towards the top of the glacier in front of him.

A man with long hair hanging around stood in the snow and ice.

Although the environment was freezing cold, the strange thing was that the other party was not frozen.

"Crunch! Crunch!"

The doctor stepped on the snow and walked towards the strange man.

"Wait, doctor, we're not ready yet, don't go there yet!"

Seeing the doctor walking straight forward, the team leader quickly stopped him.

But the doctor acted as if he hadn't heard anything, and didn't stop at all.

The doctor's companion immediately shouted to him, "Stop, Durson, he doesn't understand us."