I want to have a date with Superman

“Hahaha, it’s me who starves the whole world and feeds them hamburgers made of shit; it’s me who, in the name of safety, makes school children wear bulletproof schoolbags (guns are rampant); because I’m deformed Babies were born in cocaine, airliners rained down in the sky inexplicably (terrorist attacks and), or me, and the southern border (U.S.-Mexico border) became a hell on earth.

Hahahaha, it’s not about anyone, I’ll beat you all into submission! "

Dollar Bill is very arrogant, very proud, and very powerful.

The tycoons who originally chased it and controlled it in the real world were now slaughtered by it like pigs and dogs.

"It's too strong." Lady Liberty winced.

"The 'Dollar Bill' is so scary. It, it seems to be flying towards us." The caravan leader looked frightened.

"Hey, where did you come from?" Dollar Bill also noticed them.

"Why do you kill people indiscriminately?" Harley stepped forward and asked loudly.

"Isn't this the meaning you give me? The hegemony of dollar bills, no rules, do whatever you want, do whatever you want."

Dollar Bill laughed and swooped over, "Now, let me harvest you the same way you harvest others with Dollar Bill, hahaha."

Harry frowned slightly. He originally planned to score twice and accept the dollar bill as his second brother, but he didn't expect it to be so violent and full of evil demons.

There's no way to turn back, it's Kishi's kind.

Like it says itself.

The meaning given to U.S. dollars is brutal killing and plunder, and the positive meaning of "currency" has almost been eliminated.

Facing the bills that were shot at like bombers, Harley opened her mouth and spit out a golden river: yellow light energy mixed with a small amount of stomach acid from the eighth-level food defense expertise.

The river suddenly stretched for more than ten kilometers, and the whole cloud of banknotes in the sky was swept into it.

"Ah ah ah ah, what is this? It hurts. What is it, it is swallowing me? No, it shouldn't be. I am a dollar bill. I have always been the only one who devours human beings, your reason and conscience, and it is God's intention to devour human beings. Your moral character will devour your civilization, ah ah."

Thousands of voices, including old people, young people, children, men, and women. All kinds of voices were angry, sad, and finally weak and pleading.

"Spare me, Master, I am a dollar bill. You created me. You gave me the meaning of existence. You love me, love me!"

"I'm not interested in money." Harley said calmly.

Dollar Bill immediately changed his way of begging for mercy and said: "You need me, I can fulfill any of your wishes. The United States needs Dollar Bill even more. I am the best tool for you Americans to rule the world!"

"Harry." The caravan leader looked hesitant, "The United States cannot live without U.S. dollars."

"Yes, yes, the United States cannot live without US dollars!" US dollars said excitedly.

Harry was too lazy to talk nonsense and directly increased the intensity, making bubbles pop out of his stomach.

"Hiccup-" She hiccupped, and Dollar Bill screamed and lost her breath.

Although it is extremely arrogant, it is one level stronger than the Statue of Liberty, almost a high-level god of faith, but digesting it is no more difficult than digesting an ordinary artifact.

It was just a magical artifact, but Harry didn't feel anything after eating it.

"Hey? What's wrong with it?" the horse gang leader asked anxiously.

"Destroy completely. How many demon kings have I killed over the years? Even a mere god of faith would dare to stab me in front of me." Harley spread her palms, and the golden clouds in the sky quickly shrank to the size of a table tennis ball and landed on her palms. inside.

At this time, the sky was as dark as blood, but there was no more paper money.

"What will the United States do if there are no U.S. dollars?" the horse gang leader asked worriedly.

"The U.S. dollars here have no impact on the fate of the U.S. dollars in reality. It is the reality of the United States that is projected here with the blessing of the 'power of belief and knowledge,' not the reality here.

For example, the Statue of Liberty is here..." Harry glanced at Liberty, who looked more and more respectful, "The Statue of Liberty on Liberty Island has not been damaged at all. "

No crotch rot.

The horse gang leader was relieved, pointed to her palm and asked: "What is this golden ball?"

"Would you like the remains of the dollar bills? I'll give them to you." Harley asked.

"Give it to me?" The horse gang leader was surprised and happy, "What's the use?"

"I don't know either, just give it a try."

"how to use?"

"There is a ray of divinity inside." Harry's heart moved, and the yellow light energy shell cracked several gaps.

"Chi chi chi -" Like pulling the plug of a smoke bomb, the small ball suddenly spurted out a large amount of dark green smoke.

"Ah, it stinks!" The horse gang leader got close and was smoked in front of his face. His face immediately turned green, his eyes turned white, and he fainted.

"Shit, is this the legendary smell of money?" Harley also turned pale.

The smell is too strong.

It doesn't smell like real brass rusting.

In fact, patina does not stink.

It’s not the physical smell in reality, it’s not the smell of rotten eggs, smelly salted fish, or the smelly feet of a lazy woman who doesn’t change her socks or boots for a hundred days.

It's breathless and viscerally disgusting, just like, at some point in your life, you'll feel absolutely disgusted with money.

"Huh"

After holding her breath and observing carefully, she strangely discovered that the dark green smoke was not the residue of 'dollar bills', but a wisp of divinity.

A golden 'money power' and a dark green 'copper smell', a total of two divinities.

Harley glanced at the caravan leader and put a dark green copper stench on his forehead.

She said she wanted to give him a gift of divinity, so she made a promise and kept her word.

Harry sensed the remaining 'money ability' for a moment, then squeezed it with his hand, and a gold coin with her twin-tailed image printed on it appeared.

"Give it to little Helena when you get back."

Having already arrived in Washington, Harley did not continue to wander around, but went straight to the White House and met several American presidents.

They were originally in Lucifer's hell. After being driven out of hell by Lucifer, they habitually returned to the White House. Then they discovered the "Hell America" ​​and were affected by the negative power of the "Hell America", becoming very aggressive.

Therefore, when he had a disagreement with the caravan leader, he jumped on him and bit his throat.

Harley did not slay the devil and defend the way, but directly returned to the White House in the material world through Abraham Lincoln.

"Omag, Barak, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing the unconscious Ma gang leader in the yellow light energy ball, Mrs. Ma was so excited that she almost shed tears.

"Stress shock, wipe his face with ice water, and he will wake up soon. If you want to know what happened, you can ask Mr. President, he has gone through everything," Harley said.

She didn't stay at the White House for long, and returned to Quinn Manor with Lady Liberty that night.

But early the next morning, the horse gang leader called again.

"Harry, why did you leave without sealing the 'Hell Country'? Also, when I woke up this morning, I felt something was wrong with me. There seemed to be a faint odor surrounding my body. Only I could smell it. Is it a sequelae? ?The green gas yesterday was poisonous.”

"Didn't I say that I would give you the divinity of 'dollar bills'? Although you are unconscious, I have not broken my promise. You have obtained the divinity of 'dollar bills'." Harley said.

"Am I a stinker?" the caravan leader exclaimed.

"You can be a super stink if you have to. Well, I guess you can get your powers from dollar bills and then activate your superpowers."

The caravan leader on the other end of the phone subconsciously put his hand into his pocket and touched a few paper bills.

After calming down, I really felt vaguely connected to them.

He was so blessed that he activated his abilities.

"Chichi—" The dozens of dollars in his pocket disappeared instantly, and a ball of light green mist with a radius of one meter sprayed out from his body.

"Ah, it smells so bad - plop." Vice President Lao Qiao, who was coming over to report on his work, exclaimed, rolled his eyes and fainted.

The nearby bodyguard was in strong physical condition. He only covered his nose and struggled to run out without being unconscious.

The horse gang leader stood there, dumbfounded.

After a while, the violent retching and noise outside the door woke him up.

He first comforted the staff who came to inquire, and then hurriedly told Harley what happened here.

"Congratulations, you have become a superpower." Harley smiled.

The leader of the caravan laughed several times and said: "After stimulating the copper odor, I can no longer smell it. Do you think it's strange?"

"What's so strange about this? No matter how smelly your feet are, the owner of the feet won't find them smelly."

"This ability." The leader of the horse gang said hesitantly.

"If you dislike it, I can help you extract the divinity."

"What else can it do besides fart?" he asked.

"Well, I will help you practice, and maybe you can go back to the 'Hell Country' and become a Mao Shen."

The caravan leader doesn't want to give up his "fart" power anymore.

Having a superpower is better than not having one, not to mention becoming a god.

Now that we have a good relationship with Harley, the hair god from hell and America can also go to heaven.

If you really go to Heaven Mountain to become a grass-headed god, your future will be too bright.

It has a better ending than any previous American president who went to hell.

"Come here and remove the 'Hell America' or seal it," he said.

"You go to Uncle Sam and Dr. Fate, they are the best for this."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to hire Dr. Destiny," the horse gang leader said hesitantly.

"You find Doctor Destiny Kent. He is a good old man and an old professor at Columbia University in the United States. Let the Shadow Bureau talk to him."

"Well, I understand." The caravan leader nodded, and finally asked: "Goddess of Liberty, you brought her back? How do you plan to arrange her?"

"I gave her the freedom to choose her own future."

A few days later, Lady Liberty chose to join the "Freedom Fighters" and made Uncle Sam her captain.

Harley found the Stranger and asked him to teach her how to enter the Rock of Eternity.

On the Rock of Eternity, the headquarters of the Wizards' Council, the Eternal Castle, was built.

It exists in the center of the multiverse and was built by the old Shazam. The material is surprisingly simple: a rock taken from heaven and a rock taken from hell, which merged to become the 'Rock of Eternity'.

Dusk a week after the Key to Hell auction ends.

Harley put on a slightly more formal blue and white plaid shirt and said to the kitten doing yoga in the living room: "Selena, pick up Helena and go on a long trip with me."

"Where to go?"

"Meet old Shazam, let me see if I can make Helena become Thunder Shazam." Harley said.

The kitten stared and said, "Helena is so young."

"Shazam doesn't care about age. No matter whether he is an old man or a child, he will remain in a young adult state after transforming into Shazam. So, if it works, you can see an adult Helena tonight." Harley said with a smile.

"This" the kitten was stunned, "She hasn't grown in intelligence, isn't she still a baby?"

"Hey, there's the wisdom of Solomon."

The kitten still hesitated, "Are you so urgent? I want to discuss it with her father."

"Can I still harm her?" Harley said displeased.

"No. You are very nice to Helena, it seems that you are too nice." Selina smiled bitterly, "Before she was born, you prepared an artifact suit, the power of Green Lantern, and a high-level Mother Box of Apokolips for her. After she was born, you prepared another Various magical fruits and fairy treasures are used as supplements. I just gave her a 'money ability' gold coin just the day before yesterday, and now -"

"So what are you struggling with?" Harley asked confused: "I want to give my child the best, what's the problem?"

"Her father said that Helena was too young, so let her grow up like an ordinary child until she is 20 years old, and then choose her own future path. I think it makes sense.

The better you treat Helena, the higher your expectations for her future, which will put too much pressure on her. "

Harley turned over the silver and said angrily: "Do you know how many volumes the current 'Xiong Erdai' has?"