Time flew by, and before long, a month had passed.
Clark opened his eyes and lightly clapped his hands. His old house, long permeated by Gravity particles, slowly opened its windows for him.
Looking outside, he realized it was already past nine.
Clark could not help but smile wryly. His biological clock had gotten a little messed up. In the past, he would never have slept past seven thirty.
Perhaps everything that had happened recently had left his mind unsettled.
Or perhaps... perhaps life on Mogo planet was simply too wonderful!
In any case, Clark no longer had to carefully restrain his strength as he had on Earth, nor did he need to cautiously hide himself!
Every corner of his old house was now thoroughly permeated with Gravity particles. Although it still looked the same as before, it had long since become indestructible.
After all, if it could repair itself automatically, there was no need to fear it being damaged. That counted as another kind of indestructibility.
At the same time, both his lover and his mother wore Krypton's unique particle clothing.
Though those clothes still had Earth-style designs, even if he wanted to hurt them through the fabric, he would have to use considerable force.
And now, the neighbors on Krypton—the several Kryptonian families living with him on the nearby grasslands—
Were all Kryptonians and warriors of the gods. His family now had the safest and most reliable protection possible.
This kind of life...
As Clark climbed out of bed, a knowing smile appeared on his face.
After no longer treating being a hero as a profession, his life had actually become this easy!
Outside the bedroom, apparently having heard some movement, Lois opened the bedroom door and smiled as she raised a hand to knock on the doorframe.