American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

Everything is passing and going backwards,

Dream-like scenes appeared all around again.

However, what is different from before is that this time, the surrounding "small balls" of space are passing by like the scenery outside the window.

It was like a cannonball flying high into the sky, and everything around it was moving backwards rapidly.

Unable to control himself, the feeling of weightlessness swept through his brain, making Jino couldn't help but cover his forehead.

"Clark?"

The young man opened his eyes with difficulty, and his eyes fell on Clark, who was flying upside down not far away.

The golden energy flowing out of the boy's chest slowly dissipated, and the "S"-shaped family emblem imprinted on Clark's chest disappeared.

The two of them were like stars falling into the mortal world, falling with an unstoppable force until they collided with what seemed to be a very solid object.

....

1943.

Brooklyn.

The scientific and technological progress brought about by industrial zones has led to the establishment of a large number of polluting heavy industry factories.

Towering chimneys, large or small, are constantly spitting rich and pungent chemical smoke into the sky.

The entire Brooklyn area is also filled with acrid haze, which is nothing short of a "enjoyment" for local residents. Men, women, and children alike can enjoy the purest industrial waste gas from the industrial era.

Streets, alleys, shops and banks.

Various inspiring posters about joining the army are hung in every corner to ensure that everyone can see them when they look up.

At this time, the world was in the midst of the Second World War.

A certain failed art student who wishes to remain anonymous has long been mature and ambitious. He has great ambitions to start a war and dreams of unifying the world to realize his dream.

61 countries participated in the war, and people died every day. Countless living lives were turned into cold numbers and recorded on the white paper of each country.

But none of this has anything to do with the skinny boy in the dark sewage alley.

Steve huddled in the corner, stretching out his arms to resist the beatings of a group of gangsters.

"Fake Squid! Fake Squid!"

The leading gangster was holding a cigarette in his mouth and kept raising his fist to punch the weak.

Just a few minutes ago, this kid was watching a movie in the cinema with his companions, but the damn recruitment advertisement made him angry. He shouted loudly, but he didn't expect that a little dwarf actually threatened to shut him up.

"So, have you learned anything?"

Although he was very angry, the young man's fists were sore after beating him for so long.

He pulled the thin boy's hair and asked, "Can you mind your own business?"

"Whoosh whoosh."

The beaten forehead was bloody and the panting Steve struggled to raise his head and said with difficulty: "I, I can fight you all day long!"

"very good!"

The young man who had calmed down his anger was once again irritated by Steve. He waved his hand: "Hit me!"

A group of people swarmed forward, and fists rained down on Steve's body.

"boom!"

Just as a group of gangsters vented their anger wantonly, a deafening explosion exploded from above their heads.

The suppressed and heavy sound immediately caused many people to stop what they were doing.

People raised their heads in unison,

When they saw the scene in the sky, many people slowly and neatly opened their jaws.

All I saw was the dark night.

A hot and bright light illuminates the night sky like a bright little sun.

This scene that violated the laws of nature shocked everyone in the alley.

"What it is?"

"Tai, the sun has risen in the night sky?"

There was even a boy who believed in God who knelt on the ground in fear. Regardless of the sewage in the alley, he clasped his hands and prayed to God to bless him with a hen that would lay golden eggs.

"Cough cough cough."

Ignoring the messy blond hair sticking to his forehead, Steve wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked up following everyone's gaze.

Looking at the golden ball of light floating in the night sky, he narrowed his eyes slightly, said with a tangled expression and a strange tone: "Don't you notice that thing seems to be getting closer and closer?"

"Listen to what you said."

The leading young man raised his head and looked at the "sun" carefully. In his field of vision, it seemed to be getting closer and closer.

"Quick, run!"

The young man spread his legs in panic and ran out of the alley on his hands and feet like a mad dog.

The threat of death stimulates the body's potential, and everyone is running for their lives.

The thin Steve obviously didn't have the upper hand. Someone pushed him down. The young man fell into the corner with sewage splashing all over him.

When the boy raised his head and looked up at the sky, desperate frustration replaced the panic in his eyes.

In his field of vision, the blazing ball of light was like a meteor sliding rapidly towards the city. The blazing high temperature ignited the night and drew out red light streamlines.

"Oh, God."

In what he thought was the last moment of his life, Steve's mind went blank, and he could only watch the ball of light getting closer and closer.

It shattered the attic and crashed down with a wave of hot and boiling high-temperature air.

"boom!"

It shattered the road like a meteorite falling to the ground, throwing up large amounts of dust and shattering the glass of the entire city's streets.

Screams, dogs barking.

The wind and waves set off knocked Steve over,

His body hit the solid wall behind him hard.

Get up slowly,

His head was buzzing as his eardrums were pierced by the air waves. Steve stared blankly at the black hole with thick smoke billowing outside the alley.

Not sure if it was the thick smoke or the poisonous substances in the air that infected his eyes, but Steve seemed to see a dazzling golden light shining in the thick smoke.

Somehow, Steve stood up with his hands on the ground and walked towards the pothole.

"Wow~"

The sound of flapping wings sounded from inside the pit, dispersing the thick smoke at the bottom of the pit, and the smoke drifted away to reveal the pit scene.

A pair of pure red and white wings slowly spread out, and the blond boy with wings slowly stood up expressionlessly.

Steve looked at the saintly face, the high bridge of the nose, the perfect cheeks, as beautiful as God's creation, and every strand of blond hair seemed to be shining with dazzling light.

Jino flapped his wings, and the pure white wings stirred up dust, like a stream of light rushing out of the hole, and the boy floated in mid-air.

Under the dark night, I looked around like an angel descending.

He took a gentle breath, and the pungent smell in the air made Gino couldn't help but frown.

Damn quantum mask, I don’t know where I left myself.

"singer."

Jino took out the creation of Cybertron's intelligent life from the energy-transformed white robe and asked: "Explore our location."

A cold female voice responded:

"According to the analysis of the signal energy here, this planet is in the era of the outbreak of the second industrial revolution, and telegraph exchanges were frequent."

"It is inferred from the intercepted telegrams that the current period is during World War II."

"I saw."

Gino stared at the promotional poster in the corner. On the poster, Uncle Sam was pointing at himself with a serious look on his face, and the picture read "We need you".

Just when the boy was about to rush into the White House to learn the latest information, a timid voice sounded: "This, sir, may I ask you, are you an angel?"

"Angel?" Gino lowered his eyes, focusing on Steve who looked shocked.

After pondering for a moment, the night wind blew the boy's long hair lightly. He slowly opened his arms and said with a smile: "No,"

"For your time, I am God!"

"A god from outside the universe!"