Marvel’s Superman

Unbeknownst to Met's Superman, his name was already on someone's notebook.

For a long time to come, he will be seen as a threat, a ticking time bomb, and will be closely watched.

Putting aside those distant questions, it has been a week since Clark officially announced his identity.

With the fermentation of time, the fierce discussions generated by various parties have no signs of stopping, but have a tendency to intensify.

In this way, Clark lost the ordinary life of an ordinary high school student.

First, he got a call from his parents who were still in Kansas.

Adoptive father Jonathan did not blame his son's choice, he expressed understanding, but also expressed concern.

Because of the strange vision of the townspeople, the interview activities of the city hall, and even the visit of the governor in person...

The ordinary couple, Jonathan and Martha, were caught off guard and difficult to cope with.

They are not willing to use the name of superhuman adoptive parents to become the focus of the public and live a better life.

Sadly, others apparently don't think so.

Those swarming reporters, the paparazzi squatting 24 hours a day...

They couldn't find Superman and had to wait in their hometown of Kansas, trying to find some useful material that could serve as the scoop.

Superman's childhood life, Superman's growth environment... As long as it is about Superman, everyone likes to watch it.

This is simply a brand new wealth code!

"Everything seems to be going in a worse direction."

Clark's line of sight through the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the city under his feet.

For the first time, he understood that public opinion has such great power.

It seems to be pervasive, infiltrating into his own life.

"No, that's a good start."

Lex disagreed, taking a bottle of whisky from the wine cabinet.

First poured himself a glass, then handed Clark a glass.

The latter waved his hand and refused, on the grounds that he was not old enough to drink legally.

I have to say, this answer is superhuman.

Lex shook his head and laughed. In his opinion, Clark Kong has such a powerful force, but he is extremely obedient to the rules.

This is a really puzzling thing.

If you replace yourself...

It may be like the idiom Solitaire, taking the first step to do whatever you want, and then doing whatever you want, and so on.

There was a hint of envy in Lex's eyes, looked at Clark, and said softly: "The announcement of the identity will inevitably bring some trouble to his family, which is unavoidable."

"But what we need to pay attention to is that the tension is not here, the key is to see the attitude of the government."

Clark folded his arms. He had just finished a meeting with Mr. President at the White House two days earlier and shook hands publicly.

The photo was quoted by the Daily Planet and featured in the headlines of the day.

Except going to the White House and participating in this boring political activity.

A general in the Pentagon who has also summoned Superman many times.

According to what the older cousin said, Clark did not obey.

While showing a friendly attitude, don't forget to show your fists and muscles to ensure that you will be heard.

"The godfather is already talking. His initial intention is that Superman does not belong to the state property, but is... the debut idol of the Water Company."

Lex said the latter sentence with a strange expression on his face.

After hearing Luke's thoughts, his first feeling was to suspect that he had heard it wrong.

"Will the military agree? I think General Ryan's position is very firm. He wants me to be a weapon of the United States."

Clark frowned, as if worried.

"what are you thinking?"

Lex asked with a smile.

"They can't make me a thug, a violent person, just because I was born in the United States, doing things that I don't want and that go against my morals and conscience."

Clark shook his head decisively with a sense of justice in his heart.

"Hehe, I guessed it. But I think you should worry about the negotiations on the godfather's side. How could the federal government hand over the ownership of Superman to a private company? This is whimsical."

Lex narrowed his eyes, even though his gut told him Luke had a plan.

After thinking about it for a long time, he did not think about how Vought Company should convince the Pentagon and the White House.

The chips in their hands are simply too few.

There is absolutely no qualification to sit at a table with the person at the top of the country's power pyramid.

The turning point of all this happened two weeks later.

North American Air Defense Command.

The well-built black general strode into the command center.

Just now he received urgent news that an artificial satellite in near-moon orbit captured an unusual picture.

"Doctor, tell me what you found? A comet, or a meteorite from an asteroid?"

The black general looked dignified and stood in front of the operating desk of the command center.

He didn't understand what kind of surprising discovery would have caused the chief researcher in charge of monitoring outer space to wake him up in the middle of the night.

Could it be aliens again?

The black general named "Swanwick" thought jokingly.

Recently, the Pentagon has been busy discussing the existence of Superman.

Aliens, superheroes, farm kids from Kansas...that red cape has too many labels on it.

"Comets don't make orbital corrections, General." The Doctor shook his head and hesitated. "I hope you'll see this before some amateurs find out."

General Swanwick narrowed his eyes and had a bad premonition.

The chief researcher of the North American Air Defense Joint Command directly called up the picture captured by the satellite.

In the dark outer space, vague outlines appeared.

Judging from the appearance, it should be some kind of space flight tool.

"The spacecraft seems to have entered a state of synchronization in lunar orbit, and it is unclear why."

When the lead researcher first discovered it, he realized that this major news should be reported to the Pentagon immediately.

A spaceship stuck in Earth's lunar orbit is most likely a visit to Earth by alien life.

Or a signal of war?

"Have you tried to communicate with the spacecraft?"

General Swanwick suppressed the shock in his heart. Once this news is disclosed, it will inevitably lead to turmoil and unrest in the world.

Although it is said that as early as the beginning of the space race during the Cold War, various countries continued to launch unmanned satellites into outer space, trying to find the same life in the vast and dark universe.

But when these unknown creatures really appeared in front of the public, people became afraid and panicked again.

Did the unknown life from outside the earth come with good intentions?

Can Earth humans live in peace with them?

These are all questions to ponder.

"They haven't responded yet."

The doctor replied reluctantly.

General Swanwick's expression was solemn.

He needs to get on the encrypted channel of the White House as soon as possible.

Inform the White House in Washington, and the Pentagon, of the bombshell-like news.

At least until those amateur astronomers find out, the federal government will have to come up with a rationale and negotiate what to do with the spacecraft stuck in lunar orbit.

"I have a bad feeling."

General Swanwick sighed.

As a professional soldier, if there are unknown creatures in that spaceship, he doesn't think those guys came with friendliness and goodwill.

In particular, after Superman's identity was revealed, the whole world knew that there was an alien on Earth.

Now, here comes another spaceship.

Is there some kind of connection between the two?

Thinking of this, General Swanwick's mood became more and more heavy.

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White House.

meeting room.

The high-rises of the Pentagon gathered together.

They all received the horrific news of an unknown spacecraft in near-moon orbit.

Even if the other party didn't do anything, there was no response.

The unknown is always scary.

"Actually just two weeks ago, there was a small earthquake at my military base on the Arctic glacier."

The gray-haired General Ryan said in a deep voice.

"Someone took a video of a huge spaceship disappearing into the night sky and put it online, which caused a huge response."

Mr. President, who hurried into the conference room, rubbed his frowning brows vigorously, and asked in a higher voice, "Why has no one mentioned this."

"That report was already on the White House desk, but Mr. President, you were busy taking photos with Superman and giving TV interviews, and you may have forgotten about it."

General Ryan replied with a straight face.

The frank words made the atmosphere of the conference room suddenly become awkward.

"Cough, you go on."

Mr. President cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment.

As the election is imminent, he did spend too much energy for re-election and the general election, ignoring other issues.

"According to the research data of the military base, the spacecraft hidden under the glacier, according to the isotopic analysis of the surrounding ice holes, has a long history of at least more than 18,000 years."

General Ryan took a deep breath, calmed down his inner emotions, and continued: "At that time, human beings had not yet become the sole master of this planet."

Eighteen thousand years?

The President and his staff were silent.

Did other beings visit Earth long before humans gave birth to today's splendid civilization?

Is there a connection between the Arctic glacier spacecraft and the one in the near-moon orbit?

All kinds of problems popped up.

"Where's Superman? He's also an alien..."

Mr. President suddenly remembered the red cape.

"Superman is in Kansas, and I'm afraid he won't be able to make it in a while."

General Swanwick, who was in charge of monitoring Superman's whereabouts with satellites, replied.

"The Water Company appears to be hosting a homecoming event."

When Mr. President heard the Walter Company, his face darkened and he acted a little gloomy. He didn't like the young rich man who claimed to make Superman an idol when he debuted.

A powerful alien should be under the control of the federal government.

Not to someone, or to a private company.

Of course, what Mr. President meant to sum up, or put it bluntly, is that he hopes that Superman can become a tool in his hands.

"Can you find a way to communicate with that spaceship?"

Mr. President looked at the photos on the table and returned by satellite, and asked softly.

"We tried, but got no response."

A general of NORAD shook his head.

"The spacecraft was just floating in outer space and did nothing. Ten minutes ago, we used various means to send information, but unfortunately it didn't work. All the information was sinking into the sea."

"Can you knock it down then?"

Mr. President has gradually lost patience and has begun to consider using force to solve the problem.

"This is the worst option, and it's best implemented after establishing a communication channel and confirming that the other party is hostile."

General Ryan said thoughtfully.

No one is willing to use force until it is determined whether there is unknown life on board the spacecraft.

The ghost knows whether such a move will trigger a so-called "interstellar war".

"Then what can we do? Wait for that ship to fall, or let the damn aliens respond?"

Mr. President was obviously annoyed and asked while slapping the table hard.

"This country has the largest intelligence agency in the world, and 16 different departments supervise everything in this country. The purpose is to prevent any terrorist attacks from happening again! But right next to us, there lives an alien, he He can fly, he can lift dozens or hundreds of tons of heavy objects with his bare hands, and smash a tank with one punch!"

"However, we didn't know anything about him until he revealed his identity!"

"Now another spaceship is parked at our door! You will only tell me that this is not good, that is not good, you can only wait!"

The angry voice of Mr. President echoed in the conference room.

Everyone in the room, from the Pentagon generals to the White House staff, as well as the top intelligence agencies, kept silent.

"I'm in a hurry……"

While Mr. President was furious, a staff member who was waiting outside suddenly rushed into the conference room.

There was a panicked look on his face, as if something terrible had happened.

"Is it the end of the world, Johnson?!"

Mr. President's face was gloomy, and his staff broke into the conference room with the highest security level without permission.

If there is not a sufficient reason, I am afraid that the other party's political career will be over.

"I'm afraid yes, Your Excellency."

The young staff member said solemnly.

——Five minutes ago, a video that shocked countless people swept the world.

Whether it is the United States, or other countries.

Television and radio all over the world have failed one after another.

The flickering snowflakes distorted into blurred images, and the electronic signal covering the globe sent the declaration of the threat to the whole world, translated into different languages, and sent to every corner of the planet.

"I am General Zod, from a distant planet. I arrived here through the vast sea of ​​stars because you hid one of my kin, and now I ask you to hand him over. For some reason, he concealed his existence. , worked hard to integrate into your society. He looks similar to you, but he is not a part of you. If anyone knows about him, then the fate of your planet is in your hands... Karl-El , heard? You have twenty-four hours to think about, or choose to let the whole world suffer the consequences!"

People looked up and looked up at the sky.

Whether you are in a remote and uninhabited town, or a bustling metropolis.

Everyone could see a giant spacecraft, hovering like a satellite in a near lunar orbit.

The threatening video that was broadcast around the world was more frightening than Superman's announcement of his identity.

Like a virus, the news spreads and spreads in an instant, setting off an uncontrollable wave of public opinion all over the world.

No one knows how the alien life calling himself "General Zod" forcibly occupied all the signals of the band.

And translate it into various languages ​​and announce it to the world.

Mr. President, who is far away in the White House, finally no longer needs to worry about how to hide from the public and fabricate lies.