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

Seeing that the hotel manager was so shocked that he didn't even know he stood up, and looked like he was going to shout twice in the next second to release his mood, Superman was so frightened that he stretched out his free hand and made a downward movement.

"Sorry, don't say anything about it for now, okay?"

Just in order to avoid the troubles of those who heard that he appeared in the hotel, Superman did not walk in from the main gate, but flew in from a high-rise window that was not closed, and waited until the manager was alone. just showed up.

In fact, he is not used to doing things in such a sneaky way, but after all, the incident of "Superman appearing in the human hotel" will probably cause quite a stir-this is different from what he saved today, it is a matter of personal life The problem, otherwise known as... privacy.Clark, a young reporter who often needs to write reports about Superman, of course knows the public's desire to spy on Superman. They now regard Superman as a bloodless and tearless god, but they don't want to know about Superman's daily life—isn't it just flying around? To save people.If he knew that he would have a normal life like ordinary people, the enthusiasm that would erupt at that time would be unimaginable.

Superman can bear this by himself, but he looked at Qi Mu who really looked like a delicate and weak kitten in his arms. In fact, if he got out of control, he might destroy half of the city...

stay vigilant

After hearing Superman's gentle request, the hotel manager's expression changed continuously. He didn't know what to imagine, and nodded solemnly: "I understand, Superman, I will give you the room on the top floor."

He wiped the sweat from his palms on his valuable suit pants, sat down again pretending to be calm, and operated something on the computer system: "I will notify the people below that this floor has been closed. I've been booked, and all the surveillance cameras in the corridor are turned off, so if you need anything, just come here and find me. If you want to leave, you don't need to notify me, just fly away through the French windows."

On the surface he pretended to be calm and orderly, but in his heart...

[Ooooooh Superman is in trouble, he needs my help now! ]

——So, you, a man who is nearly fifty years old, is also a fan of Superman?

In terms of deeper thoughts that can't be read by mind reading skills, Qi Mu has misunderstood the hotel manager... If he is the fanatical follower of Superman, he would have gone to work in the Justice League long ago. Is it possible to run a hotel in Metropolis? Counting on Superman to come and stay?

Well, although the reality is that Superman did come to his door.

Cough, in short, as a metropolitan, a metropolitan who always has a chance to face the scene of Superman saving people every day as long as he walks outside, just seeing Superman with his own eyes and talking to Superman will not make him so excited Yes, such opportunities can always be found.What's really exciting about him is that...Superman has sent him a signal that he needs help!

That's Superman!The superman who has never only fallen from the sky to save people in water and fire, accepted people's gratitude and praise with a smile, and then flew away gracefully, never needing any help from humans!Maybe he was the first human being asked for help by Superman, and the satisfaction rising from the bottom of his heart was enough to make him tremble all over.

[…Unfortunately, Superman doesn't need to eat human food. ]

Thinking of this, the manager felt sorry for himself, otherwise he could take the opportunity of delivering food and water to meet Superman a few more times—maybe he could even ask for a group photo with Superman's autograph, which could be used as the signature of this hotel in the future. The treasure of the town store.

Of course Superman didn't know what he was thinking, but Qi Mu, who heard the hotel manager's voice clearly, felt deeply——

What is a disguised secret identity?This is called.

Let everyone think that you don't have a human life at all. Even if someone really reveals the identity of Superman, I am afraid that not many people will believe that the ordinary reporter who caught a lot of people is Superman himself.

He raised his head a little in Superman's arms, supernaturally looking at the same smile on Superman's face.

——It’s really not easy, superheroes and the like.

I didn't know that Qi Mu had once again confirmed the idea of ​​staying away from the identity of a superhero. After seeing the hotel manager busy with his request, Superman was full of apologies: "It's troublesome, about the room charge..."

Inside him, the part of Clark Kent sighed.

He saw clearly just now that the manager directly locked the entire room on the top floor on the system, probably the legendary presidential suite, right?The salary of the young reporter Clark can't afford it. He is thinking about whether to ask a friend to borrow some money first.

However, the hotel manager who heard his question shook his head frantically: "How can this be? It's obviously my honor for Mr. Superman to live in this hotel."

What he said was sincere, not to mention that the room is dead, and there is not much loss if it is closed for a period of time. Even if he was asked to cut off that layer directly, he would not blink his eyes—the first time Superman set foot Hotel, how much economic value can this create?

That figure makes the manager feel dizzy just thinking about it.

Of course, he didn't have the idea of ​​using Superman for profit. If Superman expressed his unwillingness, he would definitely keep his mouth shut, but it was... the instinct of a businessman, right?

Superman insisted: "I've been in too much trouble, I hope you can treat me as an ordinary guest."

The hotel manager was more insistent than him: "No, no, Mr. Superman probably doesn't remember it anymore, but there was an accident near here two years ago, and you saved this hotel from being destroyed."

"That's another story."

Superman smiled helplessly and shook his head. He didn't intend to use his past actions to seek convenience for himself. What else should he say? At this time, the hotel manager belatedly noticed Qi Mu who was held in his arms .

"Is this Mr. Superman's kitten?"

Partly to change the subject, partly out of genuine curiosity, the manager moved a little closer, wanting to see more clearly.In order to prevent Qi Mu's two pairs of ears from being seen clearly, Superman quickly floated up a little.

"...Do you want us to send some cat food?" The manager asked attentively, roughly estimated the size of the kitten, and hesitated, "Or milk powder?"

Superman hesitated briefly.

"...No need, probably?" There was a little hesitation at the end of the sentence.

So, what are you hesitating about?

Do you really think his body is a cat?

……

Declining the manager's "escort", Superman flew back from the window of the office just now, and then flew in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the top floor room arranged by the manager.

"Wait a mininute."

After disappearing for a few seconds, Superman brought back a few small diamonds and put them on the head of the bed, explaining, "It's just for the accommodation fee."

'You went to rob a bank? '

Superman can't laugh or cry.

' Just kidding, but if you have to stay, it will probably be treasured, or exhibited later or something. '

What diamonds left by Superman.

"How to spend the money is his freedom."

Even though he said that, Superman also secretly decided that he must not say it out—these diamonds were actually made by grabbing a handful of soil and squeezing them out.

"That's right." He had an idea, "Do you want to use it to test your current strength?"

Qi Mu used his superpower to "look" at the diamond in Superman's palm, and with his ready expression, he put his furry paws on it.

A little bit of effort...

With barely a sound, the little diamond turned to dust.

'...'

Qi Mu looked over innocently, Superman smiled and shook his head.

"do not mind."

For him, it was literally... a handful.

"So, how much do you think your strength is now compared to normal?"

'...'

"what happened?"

'... I don't know. '

Superman wondered.

Qi Mu gave up on himself and got down on the ground, trying not to let his tail touch anything: "Even in the original time, as long as you crush this kind of thing hard, there is no problem, but now it is easier. '

How could he know the extent of his strength without testing it with his hands and feet free.

Superman understood what he said, but he couldn't do anything about it. His power was slowly increasing as he grew up—this slowness was relative to him personally. His control power gradually improved over the course of twenty years Qi Mu has been tempered, and Qi Mu... Although he doesn't know it exactly, but judging from the fact that his usual ability is always suppressed by something, he probably didn't have such a process like himself.

And... Well, he is still relatively young and still in the growth stage. The changes in abilities during this period are always the most unpredictable, and Superman has a deep understanding of this.

"As I said before, I know some people who have studied how to control their own abilities..." And most of them teach Qi Mu's age.

Superman suggested so again.

Qi Mu hesitated this time, but it took less than two seconds, and he quickly refused: "No, it's just that my ability is out of control. I think I'm much better. I'll be fine after I wake up from sleep." '

This is purely open eyes... sorry, closed eyes talking nonsense.

Superman was helpless with his refusal to cooperate.

He really wants to help Qi Mu, not only because his current situation is very dangerous, but also because he really regards him as an important friend.However...Superman and the newly promoted hero 'Psychic' are only acquainted on a few occasions. It is very reluctant to say that half of them are in the same industry-you can see Qimu's rejection of superheroes. What is his role in advising him?

In the case of "not knowing" Qi Mu's real identity, even if he wanted to help him, he always felt at a loss.

After thinking about it secretly, Superman made up his mind.