American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

A conspiracy, a betrayal, a horrible nightmare, a fear with no end in sight.

A huge hall, a pile of shattered glass, and broken protective iron doors.

There were some corpses with miserable deaths, a pool of blood on the floor, and a woman lying on the cold floor.

All of this constitutes a drama called betrayal and betrayal.

"Da da da."

The tall figure walked slowly, his military boots stepping on the debris on the floor.

Trevor had his hands behind his back. The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, which made him take a deep breath, his face intoxicated.

"You know what? This smell makes me smell like I have the power of life and death over many people."

He lowered his head and looked at Amanda lying in a pool of blood. This once glorious and arrogant fat black woman died with her eyes open.

He leaned down and snatched the megaphone from the woman's clenched hands.

"Big starfish."

Trevor smiled as he stared at the giant starfish floating in the current and said, "Let's make a deal."

"I'm Starro, not Starfish."

The huge starfish waved its five tentacles, and the big eye in the center of its body blinked at Trevor, looking like something out of the strange myth of Tethulhu.

"Okay, Starro."

Trevor spread his hands and said, "You can call me Trevor. Here's what happened. The woman who was supposed to work with you was killed by me."

"Now let me talk to you about our cooperation."

"I see."

Starro blinked his big eyes and looked at Trevor: "Survival of the fittest."

"That's what we do on my planet."

Starro swung his tentacles and made a piercing motion: "Kill the opponent and plunder the resources."

"I can help you."

This alien creature showed unusual intelligence and seemed to see very clearly Trevor's performance and next plan.

"Okay, then, do as I say next."

Trevor smiled calmly, his hands in his pockets. He just liked communicating with these intelligent alien creatures, which saved time and effort. Of course, necessary precautions were also indispensable.

"Someone, go and place the several small nuclear bombs we have prepared around our alien friends."

Trevor narrowed his eyes and smiled. This was his precaution. If the alien creature showed the slightest sign of rebellion, he would press the explosion button without hesitation to blow the damn starfish monster into pieces.

"of course."

Starro waved his tentacles and said, "We are friends, aren't we?"

Kansas.

The wind brings a sweet breeze through the wheat fields.

Abby, the beautiful, typical American girl from Kansas, was walking in the field with a smile on her face. Her clothes brushed against the slender ears of wheat, making a rustling sound. The girl smiled, turned around, put her hands behind her back, and smiled sweetly at Clark: "Run faster, big boy!"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up with me!"

Not far from the girl, Clark was wearing black shorts and a white shirt. Although it was autumn, with Superman's physique, he didn't feel any cold even with his bare chest.

"Shh!"

In just a moment, Clark, who had activated his top speed, instantly appeared behind Abby, and then he gently hugged the girl with a pair of big hands: "I got you!"

"Hahaha! It doesn't count! You used your super powers!"

The two of them laughed loudly in the wheat field, and their laughter could be heard from far away.

Under a tree in a field not far away, Lana sat on a stall. Chloe beside her looked at Lana with a blank expression and carefully picked up the blueberry jam on the ground: "Uh, they are having a lot of fun?"

Lana smiled with a fake smile:

"Haha, of course I'm happy. Clark's hand is on the girl's belly."

Clearly, she didn't look that happy.

"Ugh."

Chloe spread the blueberry jam on the bread slices. She shook her head and said, "Lana, sometimes I am really curious."

"Do you like Clark or not?"

Hearing Chloe's words, Lana was slightly stunned: "Why do you say that?"

"Because I think that if you love him, you should tell him. If he agrees, then you can be together. If he disagrees, then maybe it's best for you to not bother each other."

Hearing Chloe's words, Lana couldn't help but frowned: "So you are lecturing me? Chloe, if that's what you said, why don't you express your feelings to Gino?"

Chloe smiled carefreely: "Of course I'm not lecturing you, I'm just stating the facts. As for why I didn't express my feelings to Gino?"

Chloe looked down at her own face in the mirror and said, "Do you think he will accept me?"

"I'm not pretty, not as pretty as Zatanna."

"I don't have the strength, not as good as Diana."

“So he definitely won’t accept me~”

Chloe sighed, opened her mouth and stuffed the blueberry bread into her mouth, chewing while mumbling: "Because I know the result. If a person is interested in you, he won't stand there and wait for you to approach him."

"But you are different. Clark has always loved you since she was a child." Chloe ate the bread, looked at Lana meaningfully and said, "Clark is now a household name. If you hesitate any longer, maybe she really won't belong to you."

"I was chatting with Keno the other day, and he told me that every Clark in every parallel universe will fall in love with Lois."

"You mean Louise from the Daily Planet?"

"Yes, Louise from the Daily Planet."

Lana's frown deepened now.

Just when the two of them didn't know what to think, a man dressed as a courier walked over from a distance.

"Hey, two beauties."

The man walked to the two girls with a smile on his face, holding the cardboard box. He took off his courier's hat and shook it, then looked at the two girls and smiled, "Excuse me, where is Mr. Clark Kent?"

"I have a delivery from him."

"express delivery?"

Lana stood up, stared at the box in the courier's hand, and pointed to the wheat field in the distance: "He is in that wheat field."

When the courier saw the endless wheat fields, he immediately looked embarrassed. He said, "This is too far. Can you please sign for it for me? I have other deliveries to make next."

"This..." Chloe looked embarrassed, but Lana said before her: "Why not? You can leave the package here with me!"

"I'll pass it on to Clark."

Lana's eyes flickered, and it was obvious that she had come up with a careful plan, a foolproof plan.

"I see. Thank you very much."

The delivery man put down the box and walked away.