Superman

Although Clark struggled hard, he wanted to adjust his falling posture to resist the gravity of the earth.

But Luke's foot was like a cannonball, hitting his chest with all his strength, and his bones were sore and painful with his vigor.

Not to mention flying, Clark felt extremely difficult even to stretch a few fingers.

The body that was out of control fell rapidly, leaving the atmosphere in an instant.

Looking at the posture, it seems that the head is down, the face will touch the ground first.

Boom!

I saw a red afterimage dragging the fierce flames and falling onto the hard ground.

A loud noise caused a sensation in all fields.

A large amount of smoke and dust rises up, like a gray-yellow ocean wave rolling, setting off a strong air current.

The solid rock layer collapsed, presenting an elliptical crater.

"Ho ho..."

Clark panted, barely opened his eyes, and saw the dark red cloak that was fluttering.

"Are you awake now?"

Luke asked softly with a kind smile on his face.

The little cousin of Krypton, who is still firmly occupied by his negative personality, opened his mouth slightly, and seemed to be brewing an unfriendly swear word beginning with "F".

"Think about it before answering. There is a price to pay for saying the wrong thing."

Luke said with a smile, but his kind eyes showed a dangerous aura.

He looked down at Clark, who was affected by kryptonite, with a bird's-eye attitude.

Thinking of being shot down from outer space just now, the little cousin's body tightened.

"Sober, sober."

After giving birth to a negative personality, Clark seems to be much smarter than before.

In other words, I know how to look at people's faces.

"Really sober?"

Luke is still that approachable and kind.

"Really! Big cousin, I feel I've never been so sober as I am now!"

The little cousin replied repeatedly following his inner will.

Look at his affectionateness called "Big Cousin", as if the previous battles were completely misunderstood.

"That's good."

Luke nodded and asked casually: "The time for questioning is up. If you are sitting in a car because of traffic jams, and you happen to be in a hurry and are in a hurry, what should you do?"

Clark was a little confused, why did he suddenly switch to a quiz game?

From the first judgment in his heart, he subconsciously said: "Let the driver drive the car on the sidewalk? The road is crowded, but the street should be very spacious."

Luke couldn't help giving a thumbs up when he heard this, and praised: "An honest answer."

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Three punches!

The little cousin who collapsed in the pot almost vomited blood and died.

"Big cousin, why are you hitting me again?"

Clark's negative personality also felt wronged.

Isn't it right?

If the traffic is jammed and you are in a hurry, why not drive the car on the sidewalk.

"Because you didn't follow the traffic rules, little cousin."

Luke retracted his fist and said, "Why don't you think about it again, what should you do?"

"Uh, sit quietly in the car and listen to the radio, waiting for the traffic to ease?"

Clark, with a few more bruises in his left eye socket, came up with a standard answer after careful consideration.

"Very well, it's like what Superman said."

Luke nodded in satisfaction, he felt that even the black kryptonite distorted Clark's mind and gave birth to a negative personality.

I can still use the iron fist of justice to re-influence my little cousin and let him find himself.

Seeing the glittering tears in the corner of Clark's eyes, Luke couldn't help smiling with relief.

The little cousin must have been moved by his good intentions, that's why he left touching tears.

"So do you still want to rule the world?"

Luke asked with concern, like a worker who came to do the census.

"No more, no more."

Clark is smarter this time, even if his head is full of dark, evil, and terrible thoughts, he will never say it.

"I just want to live a peaceful life, working at sunrise, resting at sunset, and being a simple farmer."

The corner of Luke's mouth turned up. If he ignored the dodge eyes of his little cousin, he might really think that the negative personality that occupies Clark's body was about to reform and change his mind.

After asking a few questions, Luke confirmed that Clarke was not suffering from some kind of mental attack that made people irrational and crazy.

If it is charm magic, or mind control, it is impossible for the little cousin to maintain such a clear thinking.

Considering the kryptonite all over the town, he thinks Clark might be affected by this.

Luke clearly remembers that among the many types of kryptonite, black kryptonite can divide the personality into two, causing it to produce opposite wills.

Like Clark, there is also a super girl Carla, they have all had this experience.

Boom!

He fainted his little cousin with negative personality, and Luke carried him back to the town.

He came to the house of Luther's house and saw Lex who had passed out in a coma, and the black crystal rolling on the carpet.

With the powerful physique of a super Kryptonian, Luke is not worried about being fatally affected by the radioactive energy of Kryptonite.

He bent down and picked up the black kryptonite, played with it for a while in his palm, and put it back into the lead box.

"Lex, are you okay?"

Luke patted the unconscious godson. He used his super vision to make a preliminary judgment that the opponent had only broken a few bones. The problem was not serious and there was no life-threatening problem.

Compared to physical injuries, mental shocks may be worse.

After all, it seems that Lex should have discovered this rare black kryptonite first.

Therefore, he may have been affected before Clark, which gave birth to a negative personality.

Thinking of this, Luke had a headache.

Lex Luther in this period can barely be regarded as a normal teenager with good character.

Although he is a little too proud and likes to show off, it is just a few innocuous minor problems.

Luke didn't want to see Lex being split by black kryptonite, thus embarking on the road of villain.

"I hope people are okay."

He threw the stunned Clark and Lex onto the bed in the next bedroom.

The radioactive energy of kryptonite is time-sensitive, just like a little cousin can recover sober after a while.

As for Lex, observe more at that time to see if he has recovered.

If it doesn't work, Luke can only find someone in the magic world to give his godson mental treatment.

At this point in time, Konstantin, who pitted his teammates, pitted devil, pitted angels, may not have been born yet.

But people like Doctor Destiny, Mrs. Shangdu and others have already appeared.

Luke is confident that with his personal charm, the other party should not refuse to do a small favor.

Luke stayed in Lex's mansion for the next few days.

Clark was sober several times during the period when his heart was occupied by negative emotions. At the beginning, he wanted to escape the clutches of his big cousin and regain his freedom.

In this world, besides Luke, who else would be his opponent?

As long as he is out of the control of the other party, Clark can live well.

But every time he was caught by Luke back, and after a painful beating.

The little cousin just learned well and became much more honest.

In comparison, Lex seemed very peaceful.

The negative personality catalyzed by black kryptonite changed his temperament.

More taciturn, and prefer to use conspiracy.

The reason why Clark was beaten so many times was mostly because Lex secretly beat him.

Just facing Luke, who has no weaknesses and looks invincible.

Even if Superman and Luther join forces together, it will not help.

...

...

After nearly two weeks of closed life, the evil and terrifying voice in Clark's mind finally disappeared.

He seemed to have slept for a long time, then opened his hazy eyes, feeling extremely strange to everything in front of him.

"what did I do?"

Clark recalled some bits and pieces, and suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt.

He remembered igniting cars with his hot sight, and using violence unscrupulously, causing the residents of the town to panic and run away.

He even tried to kill his big cousin.

The bad memory made Clark's mood worse.

"Looking at the guilt on your face, you are probably really sober."

Luke's voice came from the door, and he brought hot milk and oatmeal to his little cousin.

"The cohabitation with Lex these days...No, it should be living in the same bed?"

Clark automatically ignored the ambiguous ridicule of his big cousin, and they were forbidden to leave the master bedroom on the second floor of the mansion.

Fortunately, Lex’s villas are all available, with enough living space.

Of course, no matter what kind of bedroom there is only one bed.

Therefore, Luke was right when he said that Superman and Luther were sleeping together.

"Have I hurt those... innocent people?"

Clark has a gloomy look, which is a terrible thing for Superman with a higher sense of morality.

If he is irrational and hurts or kills innocent town residents, he will probably not be able to get out of the psychological shadow for a lifetime.

"I haven't heard of casualties for the time being, you just caused some economic losses."

Luke shrugged and said softly: "For example, collapsed shops, streets and highways that need to be renovated, and some buildings that have been affected... But don't worry, Water will pay for all this."

Clark took the breakfast and cast a grateful look at his cousin by the way.

"What about Lex, how is he?"

The little cousin ate and drank enough, glanced at his still-unwake friend, and asked with some worry.

"He is also affected by black kryptonite and is currently under observation."

After taking Clark out of the bedroom, Luke checked the other person and was relieved to make sure that the negative personality disappeared.

The super Kryptonian terrifying template he possesses is quite powerful in terms of mental abilities, and is not lost to a mentally capable person like the White Queen.

"A lot of people have seen that Superman has become a grumpy criminal."

Luke sat behind the desk, folded his hands, and looked at Clark, who had not yet freed himself from self-blame.

"Clark, you need to restore your image. In professional terms, you need an urgent public relations."

PR?

The little cousin raised his head, eyes full of confusion.

"Yes, the image of justice must not have any stains. This will make the public doubt you, wary of you, or even reject you."

Luke snapped his fingers, as if he was the agent of an entertainment company, and began to analyze the negative effects of Superman's loss of control.

"Then, what should I do?"

Clark scratched his head, he really didn't know what to do with this kind of thing.

"First, you need to communicate with the outside world. Equal conversation can bring trust, and the power of language can change the public's impression of you."

Luke talked freely, leaning back slightly, leaning back in the wide chair.

"Secondly, there is a prepared press conference. The public appearance will help enhance Superman's reputation, let everyone'know' about you and enrich their image."

"The last is packaging. Generally speaking, celebrities need to specifically formulate personal settings that meet the public’s aesthetic and love levels, such as geniuses and academic masters. Graduation from prestigious schools is only a basic requirement, various awards, and then fabricated and exaggerated stories, such as sitting Under the tree, and then an apple smashed on your head, you discovered the basic law of the operation of this world."

"Or you cut down a cherry tree when you were a kid, and then you have the courage to admit your mistakes and show a rare good quality..."

"The public likes interesting and inspirational stories and legends beyond imagination. They can satisfy most people's inner desires and emotions."

Clark was ignorant. He just wanted to be a superhero. Why did it feel so difficult?

"But fortunately, Superman doesn't need a person, you just need to express yourself sincerely, and the public can be moved by you."

Luke narrowed his smile and said seriously.

"Clark, you are kind enough, and righteous enough, and you don't lack the courage to devote yourself... This world needs such a spiritual symbol."

The little cousin lowered his head, seemingly embarrassed.

He thinks he is not perfect at all, and he has many shortcomings.

"So, get ready to debut, Clark! Let everyone see you, see Superman!"

Luke said so.

This is his plan.

There is no need for Superman to hide himself.

The fact that Clark Kent is the son of Krypton is no secret at all.

Not to mention the Justice League, like various villains, even the Sky Eyes under the government will know.

Better known than "Batman is Bruce Wayne".

"Really?"

Clark still hesitated.

"You have to believe in yourself, and you have to believe in me."

Luke nodded and said.

...

...

Another week passed.

The Metropolitan Hilton Hotel, lobby on the 31st floor.

Reporters from newspapers, magazines, and TV stations in this city all received invitations from Water.

To sum up what has been written above, it is probably "There is a big news to be announced, and friends who need headlines should come quickly."

"What is Water Company going to announce? The cooperation plan with the Luther Group, or has it received a military defense order?"

"These can't make up the headlines. Even the editor-in-chief of the Planet Daily has arrived. There must be something big today!"

"I prefer to track the news hotspots of Superman, which has significantly increased the sales of the newspaper."

"Superman? It's been a while since he disappeared. I heard that he went crazy in a small town in Kansas, causing a lot of casualties... We are going to write a column on this matter."

"..."

There was a lot of discussion in the hall, and the press conference has not yet started.

Except for the staff of the organizer, the master has not yet appeared, and everyone behaved very relaxed.

"Ahem, welcome to the press conference of Water Company."

Luke Shishiran in a suit and leather shoes stepped onto the stage and tried to see if the microphone was normal.

"The reason I invite you is to introduce someone to you."

"He is the son of tomorrow in Metropolis, and a superhero in the eyes of the citizens..."

"He prevented train accidents that derailed and overturned and saved hundreds of lives in the crashed airliner..."

As Luke's powerful voice resounded through the audience, everyone held their breath, and a look of anticipation rose in their eyes.

"...I am honored to introduce him to everyone present."

After the long speech, Luke stepped aside.

The door on the right side opened behind him, and the red cloak stepped into the venue.

The tall, strong body stands tall and stands on the stage, holding the microphone.

"I am Superman."

He said so.

This sentence is like a heavy bomb falling into the water, stirring up turbulent sound waves.