People with superpowers are not superheroes [Comprehensive + British and American]

Hearing this simple and rude name, Superman probably guessed the function of this ability... Can two things of the same value be exchanged?

"I didn't hear the explosion of the bomb/bomb," he said affirmatively.

"Ah."

Qi Mu nodded slightly, and looked at the red strange ore in his hand with Superman: "I directly exchanged it with something in the universe."

Superman looked at him in surprise: "In the universe?"

"There are things of equivalent value, and there is no life within the explosion range...what else?"

Qi Mu didn't understand what he was surprised at: "Are you going to let it explode on the earth? And there are so many suitable things on the earth that are equivalent to the value of that bomb/bomb."

Not to mention that after the bombing of Superman's hometown, kryptonite has no way to be produced... It is said that this is the only known substance that can restrain Superman, and its value will not be low.

Anyway, what can be found on the earth with the same value as it is probably not a peaceful thing, and Qi Mu doesn't want to exchange another dangerous item.

——Speaking of which, what was he exchanged for?

Qi Mu's unconscious words caused waves in Superman's heart, and he couldn't help sighing - what an ability beyond common sense.

The abilities of most superheroes can be divided into two types. One is the superhuman physique, which is far stronger than normal humans. interfere with the material world.

To put it bluntly, there is no essential difference from what humans use a lighter to light a fire. Fundamentally speaking, it is different from a superhuman physique, which can directly convert the absorbed solar radiation into energy.

And Qi Mu's "equivalent exchange" - what he showed is far more than just "interference", but a direct modification of the material world.It's like when playing a game, while the player is working hard to kill monsters in the strange area, the GM is in the background, adjusting the two different strange areas with a flick of a finger-the research value of this ability is far away. Beyond what other superheroes have shown.

Even without mentioning these things, the forced exchange between the two regardless of the distance—what kind of concept is this?Not to mention the exchange distance... For a planet, it can basically be regarded as having no distance limit.If such ability falls into the hands of those supervillains... there is no problem at all in subverting half of the earth's government overnight.

If his skeptical colleague here now, I'm afraid he has already thought about PlanABC all the way to Z.But Superman's reaction was after a brief surprise...

"If it's not necessary, try not to use this ability in front of others."

He advises seriously.

——He knows this without you telling him.

Of course, Qi Mu would not show his super powers to anyone casually - and to be honest, he has too many weird super powers, so he has no specific understanding of the value of his abilities.In the past, when people all over the world had only one ability, it didn't matter whether his own ability was 1000 million or [-] million...or how many zeros were added after it.

By the way, there is another troublesome thing.

"This is..." Leave it to you to deal with.

Qi Mu was about to hand over this unknown ore equivalent to kryptonite to Superman, but the moment he stretched out his hand, his head hurt again.

——Again?

With experience this time, he just frowned tightly under the mask, and saw it in the foreseeable picture-Superman was floating in the air and laughing wildly, looking up, there was scorched earth all around, without any sign of life.

???

what is this?

Qi Mu's whole person is not well-this is like a scene of the end of the world, and Superman is the demon king who destroys the world... No, let's not talk about how this good man got to that step, why did he suddenly see Such a picture?

Qi Mu looked at the red ore in his hand thoughtfully, and interrupted his previous words.

Sure enough, the phantom in front of him disappeared immediately.

"..."

Is it really the ghost of this thing?

Qi Mu acted unbelievingly and handed the red ore out again. As expected, the prophetic picture appeared in front of him again—but this time the difference was that the earth was directly pushed towards the sun by the cruel-faced Superman.

"..."

one more time.

Superman sits on a high throne, and all human beings prostrate at his feet in admiration.

"..."

"what happened?"

Superman watched his strange behavior.

"No, it's nothing." Qi Mu withdrew his hand decisively and changed the subject, "The matter of the bomb/bomb has been resolved, do you still have something to do?"

"Ah."

Superman didn't pursue his strangeness just now, and flew up directly after saying hello, "Sorry for taking a step first, now, I'm going to have a good chat with Luther."

After flying a little, he stopped again, looked at Qi Mu, and smiled slightly: "Thank you very much this time... Well, if there is something that needs me in the future, you know."

——Know, shout "SUPERMAN", right?

Qi Mu watched Superman fly away.

Unfortunately, his telepathy is only 300 meters away, this method will not work - if it is not necessary, it is better for them not to meet.

— After all, every time you see "Superman," things end up getting pretty complicated.

Although he has only met three times, Qi Mu already has a deep understanding.

He looked at the red ore in his hand, and thought about whether to throw it away... Judging from the brief scene he had foreseen, this ore... handed over to Superman seemed to change his temperament drastically?This is in a way far more dangerous than green kryptonite, which can hurt Superman.

—or in exchange for something, like a room full of coffee jelly?

Kidding.

According to the content of kryptonite in that bomb/bomb, if he really traded for coffee jelly, it might flood the entire city.

Qi Mu imagined that scene for a while, sitting on the high coffee jelly mountain filled with so many in an urban area...

Suddenly heartbeat.

——No, calm down!

……

Lex Group.

Superman flew outside the French windows on the top floor, and Luthor was waiting for him with his legs crossed freely.

"Look, who's here? Isn't this our—the one who saves everyone... the god who walks in the world?"

Seeing Superman, Luther stood up, opened his hands exaggeratedly to make a "welcome" gesture, and said this sentence in a cadenced tone.The sarcasm sounded the same when he said "gods" as when he said "alien search and rescue dogs."

"Busy man, is there anything you can do to find me, a prisoner?"

He's referring to the surveillance device strapped to his ankle - a bonus for getting out of prison after his last crime was uncovered by Superman.

Superman simply smashed through the bulletproof glass, flew into the room, floated in the air, and looked down at Luther: "First, I am not a god, just an alien who wants to do something good; second, you and I know that thing can't get in the way of what you want to do."

"Oh? So our Mr. Superman is going to supervise me in person?" Luthor pretended to be surprised, "Then I really have to thank Dade!"

Superman was unmoved, he folded his arms and looked directly at Luther: "Don't try to change the subject, Luther, I know that you arranged the bomb in the abandoned factory."

"No, Mr. Superman, even you need evidence to convict a person. If you slander me for dangerous criminal activities without evidence, I can sue you for defamation."

Of course Superman knew, since Luthor dared to take the product of the experiment from a laboratory protected by heavy lead elements that he didn't know where, and sent it to him, it proved that it was impossible for him to find evidence... At least with conventional search techniques.

"No evidence is needed," he said.

"What, is Mr. Good Man finally angry? When he was almost hurt, he planned to be above the law?" Luthor poured himself a glass of red wine leisurely while saying terrible words. He said maliciously, "It's just a monster that was left on the earth. Do you really think you are a god?"

Usually, Superman would get offended and angry when he heard something like that - Luthor liked that.However, he was unexpectedly calm this time, and just looked at him with an indescribable expression: "...No matter what you have done, remember, I will watch you from heaven."

Looking at the shattered floor-to-ceiling windows after Superman left, Luther threw out the untouched glass of red wine expressionlessly.

——This is different from what he imagined.

Superman is investigating the new weapon he developed these days, of course he knows, and he also knows that the kryptonite bombs can't be hidden for long.There is a Chinese proverb called black under the lamp. Luthor took advantage of this and casually asked his subordinates to hire a gangster to plant some harmless bombs to distract Superman's attention. After all, ordinary people would not think of underground places with small bombs There is also a big guy, and according to Luthor's analysis, Superman's way of thinking is still close to that of humans.

In his vision, Superman will find the kryptonite bomb/bomb in the ground after two to three hours—even if there are some variables, he can adjust it at any time, at worst, send a few more men to send the head, Luthor didn't care about those low-end personnel at all, especially in terms of their role against Superman, they were still recoverable, even if they couldn't be recovered, he didn't care if they were all dead.

However, the "variable" this time was much bigger than he had imagined.

Where did this come from...

Luther looked at the images captured by the surveillance device connected to the bomb—focused on the pair of animal ears on the head of the strangely capable user, and angrily swept the things on the table to the ground.

He frowned in disgust: "These non-humans..."