Superman

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"Why did Superman announce his identity at the press conference held by Walt Corporation?"

This is a question that was published in a newspaper.

"Between that young rich man and Superman, did they have some kind of close relationship?"

This is the boring people who eat melons.

"An alien lives among us, my God! That's not good news... He might bring an army! Occupy every country, every city on Earth!"

That's a worry for fans of sci-fi movies.

"The future son of Metropolis is actually a farmer from Kansas? I don't believe it! Superman must be a resident of Metropolis, maybe he lives next door to me!"

It's geography + metropolitan natives.

"What should we think of Superman? He's alien, raised on Earth, and incredibly powerful? Will the laws against humans work against him?"

This is a discussion among scholars.

All in all? Superman is once again in the world's spotlight.

His existence had already been given too much meaning, and now that meaning became more complicated.

"Big cousin? Is it really right to do this?"

In Water's office? Clark asked with a bow.

After seeing the fierce reaction from the news media and the general public? He doubted whether his act of announcing his identity was correct.

Public opinion is like a raging tide, rushing towards him? It makes people feel a little bit suffocated.

In the face of those vicious gangsters and criminals? In the face of danger and disaster, Clark will not be afraid.

But what can he do when he is criticized, ostracized and attacked?

Shaking your fist at innocent people?

Or burn them all with heat vision?

Superman's powerful strength is useless in front of ordinary people.

The gap between strength and weakness? It seems to be reversed.

"Clark? First of all, you have to understand the truest thoughts in your heart."

Luke just hung up a call from the White House, and said calmly: "What kind of life do you like to live? Do you deal with schools and criminal organizations in the metropolis every day? Or come to the stage as some kind of symbol, bravely accepting everyone's doubts And the pressure of public opinion?"

"The former is very easy to confuse normal life with superhero status, because in reality, you are just an uneducated Kansas farmer's son? A high school student in a rural area."

"But every night, when you put on the Superman uniform? You become an omnipotent, respected superhero."

"Will the strong contrast bring about a psychological change? Maybe one day you will gradually grow tired of the name Clark Kent and only like the days of being Superman - longing for recognition and attention? It's human."

"Or is it the other way around? You don't want to be busy saving people and the world anymore? You want to be ready to go back home and be a good husband and a good father."

"Life is full of many unknowns, not to mention that people's energy is limited, even... Saiyans are the same."

"What would you do if you were studying for a test at school and there was a fire in the Metropolis?"

"Save people! No doubt you will. Then what? You fail the exam, you fail at the end of the semester, the teacher gives you the lowest grade... This is the blow and pressure from real life, it seems like a small thing, But it makes you fall into endless troubles and kills your passion and love for life."

"Clark, you have to understand one thing. Superhero is not a job. It is an obligation. It is a mission given by a sense of responsibility. At the same time, it is a long-term investment that does not see a return."

"It's hard to be Clark Kent and be the most perfect Superman in the Mets."

Luke tapped his fingers on the table, his voice paused, and then he looked at his slightly confused little cousin.

Disclosure of identity, of course, will cause a lot of trouble.

For example, the villain may threaten his family members and transfer the risk to his friends around him.

But at the same time, it can also bring certain benefits.

The first is legality. Cooperate with the federal government openly and aboveboard, and no longer have to let yourself bear the gray label of "masked vigilante".

Second, change is something Luke is happy to see, as long as things are still under control.

He has no intention of changing Superman, he just hopes that his little cousin can see the essence of the world early, and don't just immerse himself in the superhero's beautiful surface.

This is the DC universe, and it reveals a thick darkness from beginning to end.

Superman has encountered the malice of fate many times in different time and space and different universes.

Be tricked by the clown, kill Louise Lane and the child in her belly, and then establish a dictatorship.

Kill Lex Luthor with heat vision, rule the earth, and become a Hitler-like existence.

——There are too many stories where Superman faces tragedy and becomes the scariest person in the world.

"Don't worry about the government, or anything else."

Luke snapped his fingers, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"I hired a professional agent for you. He is very good at dealing with all kinds of public opinion pressure and crisis public relations."

The door of the office was pushed open, and a familiar figure appeared in front of Clark.

"Lex? Why are you here?"

Surprised, he stood up.

Because of the influence of black kryptonite, Lex should still be locked in the bedroom of the mansion and not allowed to go out.

"I've recovered, not long ago."

A bright smile appeared on Lex's face, he pointed to Clark and said, "I didn't expect you to be that metropolis star who appears in newspapers every day."

"It's amazing how my best friend and the guy I hate the most are the same person."

He drew a chair and sat across from Luke as well.

The negative personality created by black kryptonite seems to have disappeared, and Lex Luthor has returned to his previous sunny personality.

When he talks, he always has a smile on his mouth, and he is cheerful and lively.

"Uh, I don't want to keep it a secret either, but..."

Clark scratched his head, hiding something from his friend, which made him somewhat guilty.

Because in the education of his adoptive father Jonathan, lying is wrong.

"It's no big deal, anyone has secrets, including me."

Lex narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Let's continue to talk about how to build Superman and create the greatest superhero in the world."

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Gotham City.

Wayne Manor.

Sitting cross-legged on the carpet, Bruce Wayne was busy cutting out the old newspapers he had collected recently.

He needs to have a deep understanding of the city, and more importantly, some people in the city.

"'Roman' Falcone..."

"'Penguin' Oswald..."

"Sal Maroney..."

Every time Bruce said a name, he made a clear note in the notebook on the right hand side.

Like a young hunter, he slowly and patiently determines his prey.

These people are the underworld of Gotham, well-known gangsters with surnames.

Some of them call the wind and rain, and have ruled Gotham for more than ten years.

Some entered the upper class and ran lucrative businesses.

Some have many minions, controlling the port and the lower city.

"Master Wayne, you should go out more often and bask in the sun, instead of locking yourself in the room and thinking about these seemingly dangerous things."

The butler, Alfred, came in with a hearty breakfast.

He had a helpless look on his face. After returning from Nepal, Master Wayne didn't wear tattered clothes and make up to look like a street bum, and ran to the slums of Gotham.

Just flipping through old newspapers and collecting information.

He has absolutely no intention of taking over the Wayne Group's family business and revitalizing the family's honor.

When Alfred was young, he used to be an agent of MI[-].

Later, by chance, he became the steward of the Wayne family.

This seemingly mediocre old man is actually proficient in various fighting skills, healing injuries, and even computer hacking techniques.

Therefore, Alfred still has the unknown title of "Housekeeper".

Based on his understanding of Bruce and the details he has observed recently, it is not difficult to guess what the other party wants to do.

Crack down on gangsters, or punish evil and promote good?

In the eyes of the old housekeeper, this is obviously not a rational behavior.

"Gotham is the same as it was before I left, it's still full of crime, it's still rich, it's still... so boring."

Bruce shook his head, bit a piece of bread and said, "So, I'm not interested in participating, I only want to change my mind."

Bruce had nothing to hide from the old housekeeper who had served his father, and himself.

If we say that the future Batman is honest enough to whom, he doesn't have much psychological defense.

That person will only be Alfred.

"It's not easy, Master Wayne."

The old butler pursed his lips, seemingly unhappy, and teased, "If you really want to change Gotham, why don't you run for mayor and make this city great again?"

"Because being mayor can't completely eradicate those criminals."

Bruce shook his head. He knew Gotham's power structure.

From top to bottom, corruption is the norm.

The city hall is the umbrella of the gangsters, and there are not many honest policemen who work hard in the police station.

Basically everyone has received dirty money, or played it safe, and turned a blind eye to it.

Those good people who stick to themselves and are not polluted will either be excluded and treated coldly;

Or be suppressed, the end is worrying.

"Even if I become mayor, it won't help."

Staring at the old newspapers that had been cut out, Bruce said in a deep voice.

"Because no matter what I want to do, the police, prosecutors, and even judges below... They have formed a complete chain of interests. They will cover each other and allow crime to breed."

Alfred was silent and did not speak. To sum up what Master Wayne said, it probably said that "politics cannot save the people of Gotham".

"How can we save Gotham?"

After Bruce finished his breakfast, the old butler standing aside put away the cutlery.

"Become some kind of symbol... out of the flesh and blood of human beings, and become the incarnation of spirit! It can make people frightened, and make criminals frightened..."

Bruce took a deep breath, his eyes darkened.

"It can also give courage to others and act as a weapon for justice."

Hearing these loud and generous words, Alfred just shook his head helplessly, and said softly: "Master Wayne, before you start this great cause of saving Gotham, can you get a girlfriend for Wayne?" The En family continues the bloodline."

"In this case, it can make me feel more at ease."

Bruce: "..."

After he came back, he was used to the old butler's ubiquitous cold humorous speaking style.

"By the way, James Gordon, are you familiar with him?"