[Comprehensive British and American] Write Lei Wen in the name of Super Reverse

Earth-7, a world targeted and destroyed by the powerful and evil-minded.

Only one hero survives here.

Not Batman, not Superman, he's just a hero that is not well known to the public.

When Superboy-Prime asks him for help, he lends his power anyway.

"I've forgotten what Superman looks like."

He said, "But seeing you, I think back to those days when we stood shoulder to shoulder to protect the world."

"Actually, you don't have to do this." Superboy Superboy looked around the broken and desolate world.

"When I choose to be a hero, I have the responsibility. When the world dies, I will guard it until it comes back to life again."

Earth-31, The Dark Knight Returns.

When Superboy-Prime appeared in the living room, the tall man reacted immediately and shot him.

Superboy Prime subconsciously grasped the "bullet" in his hand:

Is Superman's deadly weapon: kryptonite.

Meanwhile, the Bruce Wayne of this world kicked him.

Superboy-Prime pulverized the kryptonite and grabbed Bruce's ankle as he came head-on.

He instinctively wanted to throw the ignorant assailant out of the window, but he still remembered why he came here.

Moreover, this Bruce looks really old.

So, he just flicked his wrist and threw Bruce to the ground.

The Dark Knight panted heavily and realized: "Aren't you a Superman?"

"Not the Superman of this universe." Superboy-Prime said, "I come from another universe and seek your help."

"What can I help you with?" Bruce asked hoarsely, "What else can I help you with?"

"Let me go home."

As Superboy-Prime left, the old Bruce suddenly said, "Tomorrow, Clark will come for me."

Superboy-Prime turned to look at him: "You should be able to handle him, you're Batman."

"It's not anymore," Bruce said coldly. "I'm... 50 years old. I chose to retire from superhero work. I disappeared for ten years. When I returned, the government used Superman against me."

"Do you want me to help you deal with him?" Superboy-Prime asked, looking at the kryptonite powder under his feet.

Bruce stepped aside, took out the wine from the drawer, and sat down on the sofa.

He took a sip of his wine and said calmly: "No, I want you to go back to your original place."

Superboy-Prime nodded. "That's what I was going to do."

He was about to leave when Bruce blurted out, "Your universe... Batman..."

"My universe doesn't have Batman," Superboy-Prime confesses. "Maybe there's Bruce Wayne, but I've never heard the name."

"Maybe a lucky world..." Bruce said to himself.

Earth-48, World War.

Superboy-Prime floats across several cities.

He took out several air units, carefully controlling casualties.

He saw the superman of this world in the ruins, and immediately fell down.

"Is this World War III?" he asked.

The battle-damaged and aged Superman replied: "I have forgotten which World War it was."

His voice was tired, but his eyes were still sharp.

Superboy-Prime asked dissatisfiedly, "Why is this happening?"

The grey-haired Superman looked around: "The emergence of a large number of superpowers has made politicians forget that this is a planet that needs to be protected, and how fragile ordinary human life is."

Superboy-Prime doesn't speak anymore.

So, Superman asked, "What do you need to take, guest from across time and space?"

"I don't know if I should take the power from you," said Superboy-Prime. "You look..."

"As long as someone asks for help, I will definitely respond." Superman said awe-inspiringly, "It doesn't matter where I am, what power I have left, because this is the meaning of S."

Superboy-Prime opened his eyes.

The vision of those parallel universes disappeared before his eyes.

He was sitting on the side of the road with Baguoxia and Alexander.

People passing by pointed at them because of their sudden appearance.

There are comics of various superheroes in the newsstands on the roadside.

Superboy-Prime sees the comics editorial building.

They return to the earth of origin.

Baguoxia said: "Okay, we really came to your place, Clark, where shall we go next?"

Superboy Superman gave him a note: "I have something to do, why don't you and Luthor go drink tea?"

Bei Guoxia looked blankly at the money in his hand, and before he could ask more questions, the Supreme Superboy had disappeared.

Only Alexander was left looking at him in blank dismay:

Sorry, but having superpowers means being able to do whatever you want.

Alexander and Baguoxia stood under the arbor of the roadside stall, each holding a cup of ice cream and black tea.

"I think this is a boring world." Alexander said, "There are no superpowers, and the rule of the world must follow the basic laws."

"This is not very good, no one should think about centralizing power." Baguoxia said.

At this time, they saw many panicked people rushing out of the opposite building.

They ran to the street with bruised noses and swollen faces, disheveled clothes, some still holding pens, and some holding drawing paper.

Thinking of the Supreme Superman running away in a hurry, the two of them suddenly had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

Alexander grabbed a thin escapee casually, and asked sharply, "What happened?"

"Someone attacked our department!" panted the bespectacled escapee, "someone rushed in and started beating us."

Bei Guoxia hurriedly asked: "Department? What department are you?"

"Manga editorial department."

"Is it a young man in a Superman suit, who did he hit?"

"He beat us all!" the cartoonist grumbled.

Alexander let go of his hand, and the opponent staggered two steps, then ran away in a hurry.

"I forgot about this." Baguoxia frowned, looked at the building thoughtfully, and asked, "We shouldn't have received a lawyer's letter, have we?"

"What are you afraid of," Alexander said, "Anyway, this is what they asked for."

The two expressed emotional stability and drank tea together.

There is a saying that "one who does not know is not guilty".

Just pretend you didn't see it, and you shouldn't be responsible.

That day, Baguoxia never knew what Superboy Supreme did to the manga editorial department.

All I know is that 10 minutes later, the young man who took off his Superman suit and wore a shirt and khaki pants came back nonchalantly, leaving behind a messy editorial office.

The windows were blown out.

"They promise not to bother me again," he said with satisfaction.

Baguoxia was concerned about another question: "Who did you take your clothes from?"

Superboy-Prime says, "I asked them to change some settings."

Baguoxia nodded.

Superboy-Prime says, "Do you want to share your superpowers with me?"

Bagel Xia sprayed: "What?"

The Supreme Superboy looked at him seriously: "I want to understand, if there is a superpower like me in this world, then sooner or later I will lead the world to the old path."

Bei Guoxia waved her hands wildly: "Then you don't have to give it to me..."

"I wanted to thank you," said Superboy-Prime, "and, don't you want to go back?"

In Bagel's silence, Superboy-Prime takes his hand, and they feel the transfer of superpowers.

Clark, who transferred his strength, let go of his hand and said with a smile: "This will be your trouble in the future, 'Superman Superman'."

Baguoxia looked like she was still in a dream.

Alexander pushed him dissatisfied: "Wake up, new hero."

Bei Guoxia came back to her senses: "Oh?"

Alexander said: "I don't think you should inherit the name of 'Superboy Supreme', it will ruin your reputation. You should call yourself Pharaoh."

Bei Guoxia: "...How obsessed are you with bastards?"

Alexander: "This is called not forgetting the original intention."

Baguosha sent the other two back to Smallville first.

Alexander has nowhere to go, and it seems that he will also put down roots in this small town.

"It's a good thing there isn't another 'Luther' in this town," he muttered. "I hate having the same name as someone else."

Baguoxia looked at Clark who transferred the ability to him, and at Luthor with long hair, thinking:

Isn't this the "Smallville: Middle-aged Luthor and Young Clark" version?

"Don't think about doing bad things." He warned Alexander, "I will come back often."

"I just want to rebuild my business empire." Alexander complained, "It's equivalent to making money for you two, and I still feel that I'm at a disadvantage."

Bagel Summer couldn't think of anything wrong:

Luther made money for himself to spend, what's unacceptable about such a good thing?

Alexander grabbed his arm and continued, "So, in order to fund my startup, should you give me the winning numbers for the next lottery?"

Bei Guoxia was very speechless: "We broke up and you still have to cheat me."

Alexander's plausible appearance is very systematic: "It is precisely because the two of us no longer share our thinking that we must seize every opportunity to trick you, lest there will be no chance next time."

Clark also reacted: "Then I have a request."

Bei Guoxia asked in a broken voice, "Do you want to win the lottery numbers in the next lottery?"

Clark shook his head: "I don't want to."

Bagel Xia breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just build me a diamond mine empty-handed. It doesn't matter if you don't drill diamonds, I just want to see how you mine."

Snow fell and Christmas lights adorned the streets next door.

There are children running around, wearing cotton clothes.

But here, the empty mansion is lifeless.

This is a haunted house where even the kids hide away.

Bei Guoxia stood in front of the door, filled with emotion.

Although he personally erased the traces of his existence, he did not expect that no one really lived here.

Reminiscent of how real estate companies market it:

It's too true that no one wants it for nothing.

He opened the door, and when he walked in, he heard a rustling sound.

The polar bear rug head on the ground bit his leg unceremoniously.

Baguoxia dragged her legs and walked into the bathroom with difficulty.

He opened the door of the bathroom with ease, and what climbed out of the bathtub this time was a ruthless severed hand.

It spread its five fingers and crawled towards Baguoxia like a big spider.

"Yo, broken hand, do you still remember me?" Bei Guoxia asked.

The severed hand froze for a moment, tilted its wrist, and pointed its index finger to the floor, as if remembering something.

All of a sudden, its whole hand was tense, and then it fell to the ground straight, in a coma.

Bei Guoxia quickly picked it up, put it on the table, and performed compression recovery.

Although he didn't know whether the severed hand had a heart or lung.

But life is at stake, rescue is important, just press it.

While he was being rescued, a ruthless iron hand flew over and threw himself on his face, grabbing it hard with five fingers.

Bei Guoxia let out an "ow", and the sound alarmed the voice-activated lights on the porch.

Here is James' iron arm, with silver stripes and red stars.

After it struck, it immediately pulled the severed hand away.

"Reverse you!"

Bei Guoxia took out his slippers from his bag, dragged the bear-headed rug, and chased after him.

Baguoxia lived here again.

Even though he is the only one here, even though there are many weird events here.

But he was no longer afraid.

On the first night, he slept soundly.

The next day, he found the Pharaoh's memorial and looked at a photo of the superhero who had been in Watchmen.

Dr. Manhattan once told him that the pharaoh was long dead because of a brain tumor.

But those who believed in his wisdom could not accept that he would die so easily.

Presumably Luo Xia also had this persistence in finding Baguoxia.

Bei Guoxia observed a 3-minute silence for the Pharaoh with Chinese etiquette.

If possible, he would burn a stick of incense.

Will the real pharaoh return?

Baguoxia is not sure, and even Doctor Manhattan can't see through the pharaoh's life and death, let alone him.

He said seriously: "Pharaoh, I have inherited your heroic name, although I may not get your approval. If you are angry, come back to me.

"From today onwards, I am the new Pharaoh."

At this time, Baguoxia seems to have forgotten the FLAG that he wrote:

[The pharaoh danced the green onion dance live in front of the whole world, and the audience shouted that it was too cute, and rewarded him frantically. 】

[After the pharaoh finished dancing the green onion dance, he immediately put one leg on the top of his head, and said loudly in an independent posture of a golden rooster, "Baiji Wufeng Wan, he is good, and I am also good."]

[Pharaoh's incomparably powerful ability to bring goods caused orders to fly in like snowflakes. In the blink of an eye, the sales volume far exceeded one billion. 】

The powerful ability to be accused that no one can escape made Bei Guoxia lose his sanity.

Baguoxia after waking up: I am no longer a human being.jpg

Bruce, Oliver, Tony, Luthor and many other rich people held their mobile phones, unable to recover for a long time.

Although they have different positions and principles.

But at this time, they all thought about a question in unison:

"Just now, why did I give a reward of one billion to a man who danced onion dance?"

Clark, James, Peter, Steve and many other heroes come back to life:

All their assets were used to order a product called "White Chicken Wufeng Wan".

"Fuck! Can I return the product?!"

On that day, Matt's firm's consultation telephone line was blown up.

Baguoxia: It's all because your hands have their own minds, really, you believe me qwq

Because of the huge amount involved, the Milijian authorities quickly filed a case.

And sent a well-known anti-fraud expert, Frank Abagno Jr., as a consultant to the anti-fraud team.

He also has a name that everyone is more familiar with:

"Carl".

When Karl interrogated the victim, he inevitably called for two friends:

Jason and Connor.

Originally, they also planned to have a party before Christmas.

Unexpectedly, this case made them meet earlier.

They sat at the bar and chatted:

"How is Little Joe?"

"It's ten years old."

"I still remember the day Little Joe was born, which was also Christmas. Superman really doesn't understand anything."

On Christmas Day, Jason and Connor worked flawlessly to help Louise give birth to Jonathan Kent Jr.

Superman stood behind them, transfixed.

"Why are you so proficient?"

The dad-to-be looked very skeptical about life.

Carl said confusedly: "I also find it very strange. I also remember the steps to help pregnant women, but I have never been in contact with pregnant women, nor have I paid attention to such issues."

"Stranger still, why did Jason show up in the town that day?"

"I just thought I had to go," Jason said. "I can't remember why. Am I going to see Damian?"

He shuddered at the possibility.

Not far away, Bei Guoxia stood up nervously and walked towards them: "How are you guys?"

The three looked at him together.

"What's the matter?" Connor asked.

For some reason, he felt that the person in front of him looked very familiar.

Baguoxia organized her words and summoned up her courage: "I..."

Suddenly, someone behind him called him, "Ben."

Bei Guoxia turned her head and saw two girls.

One of the red-haired girls looked at him and smiled: "It seems that the professor is right, it is indeed you."

Bei Guoxia asked blankly: "...Who are you?"

"Phoenix Girl." Qin said, "The ability is to read minds, please give me your advice."

"Ah, I'm Li Qianhuan."

Another girl quickly said that she also had a weird smile on her face.

It was rare to see a mutant, Jason, Connor and Carl immediately stood up, concerned: "What happened?"

Bei Guoxia: "...It's a long story, really long."

Bei Guoxia, a cross-dressing super-reverse writer, has been haunting the XX website, a well-known platform of X Academy, all year round.

His ultra-low-scoring works include "Overbearing Luthor Falls in Love with Clown", "The God of Mischief and His Sweetheart Iron Man", "Infatuated with Gold and Chasing Lei Xiaogu", "Campus Robin Four Unrequited Love" and so on.

People gave the nickname "Deadly Writer".

On the night when I experienced a social death, fell off the horse?