harleyscars Chapter 5: Divine Insight
Chapter 5: Divine Insight
It must be said that Jonathan is indeed a visionary.
Although his wife lost her fertility due to a miscarriage in her early years and was unable to have biological offspring of their own, he fully put into practice a truth during some of his early preparatory work.
That is, a child's academic performance may not be good, but they must have a sufficient understanding of the society they live in.
Kindness must be fundamental, but it should never be the only thing.
He worried that Clark might be kind and naive in the future, and that he might be taken advantage of by people with ill intentions. He also worried that Clark might lose his humanity and break into conflict with humans.
In short, he pondered a lot, whether it was important or not, which fully demonstrated the good intentions of an old father.
As for Lucas, he didn't have that many worries.
It was precisely because his eldest son was so sensible that he had an inexplicable certainty:
The other party will absolutely not go astray.
Of course, if Jonathan knew that Lucas actually wanted to avoid beef, he would definitely retake his course on child psychology.
……
The next morning.
dappled sunlight streamed into the house through the old glass windows.
Lucas's internal biological clock woke him up precisely at 7:30.
Actually, you can wake up earlier.
However, given that I am still a child and certain parts of my body still need to develop, I need to ensure I get enough sleep.
Perhaps he's gotten used to his brother's nightly piling-up rhythm, Clark didn't fall asleep until very late last night, and is still fast asleep now.
The first thing Lucas did upon waking was to strain his eyes.
[Achievement: One million times each of fixed-point gazing, blinking training, and visual tracking]
[Reward: Gain the trait - Divine Insight]
[Cumulative Eye Training: 1236/1 million]
Lucas spent the entire morning specifically training his eyes.
They only stopped when Ms. Martha called them to dinner.
"Clark, the sun's already high in the sky, wake up! Mom made you some delicious banana milk porridge today."
The woman first affectionately patted Lucas's forehead, then quickly walked up to Clark and gently patted his exposed buttocks.
On Krypton, nobles are born with natural emblems, similar to birthmarks, which serve as a symbol of their status.
However, as the eldest son of the El family, the only naturally born baby in Krypton's history, the host of the "Codex of Life," and the last legitimate heir of Krypton... Lucas did not find any special marks on Superman.
I don't know if it was because the incident happened so suddenly that there wasn't time to print it or for some other reason.
Of course, Lucas didn't have the habit of digging deep; he just had a little bit of a gossip-loving streak.
But soon, his burning desire for gossip was completely extinguished by the banana milk porridge that Ms. Martha had carefully cooked all morning.
The overwhelming milky aroma, mixed with the sticky, sour taste of mushy bananas, filled his mouth, brutally assaulting his young heart.
To be honest, even if he combined his two lifetimes, he couldn't have imagined that this seemingly innocent porridge could be this dark.
It's so sweet.
It's like eating watermelon and then spreading a layer of salad dressing and sprinkling a thick layer of white sugar on top.
Is it really good for children to eat so much sweet food?
Are you sure it won't affect intelligence?
Illiteracy isn't just a problem of "happy education," is it...?
After Martha only took the first bite, Lucas refused to open his mouth again.
Clark, on the other hand, ate with great relish, taking one bite after another.
He is still mainly fed formula, but he can also try some soft foods as complementary foods.
"What's wrong, Lucas? Is the taste not right?"
Seeing Lucas's resistant expression, Martha couldn't help but ask.
As she spoke, she deliberately scooped out a spoonful and tasted it carefully. After a while, she suddenly realized and said:
"Hmm...it's a bit sour, I probably didn't put in enough sugar..."
Are they the same thing?!
Lucas quickly shook his head, grabbed Ms. Martha who was getting up from her chair, and said in perfect baby talk, "Mama, tian, tian..."
Upon hearing this, Martha paused in her act of getting up, her eyes widening:
"Lucas, you... you can talk?! Hahaha, Mommy is so happy, can you say 'Mommy' again?"
The woman trembled slightly with excitement, as if she had just received a 500cc injection of chicken blood.
Lucas had actually been using the phrase for a while, but he was very busy and his schedule was very tight, so he didn't want to be in the limelight.
After all, who knows how excited the Kents will be if he makes that sound? They might come over every day just to hear a few noises.
As it turns out, his concerns were not unfounded.
However, compared to that, he simply couldn't stand such sugary and unappetizing food, and besides, he was almost at the age where he could consciously utter simple syllables...
"Mommy..."
Lucas, sensing the situation, called out a few more times.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." In return, she received several hard kisses on her cheek.
Ms. Martha felt as if her chest was being filled with something soft and tight. She didn't know how to describe it, but it felt very comfortable.
Fortunately, she didn't forget Lucas's words and immediately cooked another pot of milk porridge.
It contains some chopped vegetables and fruit.
After eating and drinking her fill, Ms. Martha wanted to hear a few more sounds, but seeing Lucas start kicking, reaching out, and crawling with great concentration, she suppressed her expectations, smiled gently, and sat by the door to sew some seasonal clothes for the two children.
Jonathan, who was having breakfast, wasn't there, nor was he outside; he must have left early in the morning.
Although selling the farmland brought in some cash, the monthly loan repayments from the community bank were still a significant expense.
Counting the days, today should be the repayment date.
……
……
Time flies.
In the blink of an eye, Lucas is already over a year old.
this day.
[One million repetitions each of fixed-point gazing, blinking training, and visual tracking have been completed]
[Gained Trait: Divine Insight]
[Divine Insight: An astonishing level of insight.]
Compared to the description of "forged through countless trials," the introduction of this feature is extremely simple.
But the simplest truths are often the most profound, and they may actually be very practical.
Thinking of this, Lucas immediately looked into the distance.
It was late at night, and the sky was dark.
But in my own vision, everything was exceptionally clear and transparent, and I could see things with unparalleled clarity.
Even in dim light or twilight, vision remains clear, as if you're wearing night vision goggles.
No, it needs to be even more powerful.
Night vision devices often display green or black and white images, creating a sense of detachment.
In Lucas's eyes, the original colors, textures, and layers of everything—the dark brown wooden planks, the off-white curtains, the light yellow old wooden table, the dark brown storage cabinet against the wall, and so on—are clearly visible.