Superman

The Superman in Metropolis didn't know that his name had appeared in someone's notebook.

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

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

With the passage of time, the heated discussions in various fields show no signs of stopping, but there is a trend of intensification.

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

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

The adoptive father Jonathan did not blame his son's choice, he expressed understanding and worry.

Because of the strange eyes of the people in the town, the interview activities of the city hall, and even the governor’s personal visit...

Jonathan and Martha, an ordinary couple, were caught off guard and couldn't cope.

They are not willing to become the focus of the public and lead a better life under the name of Superman's adoptive parents.

Unfortunately, others obviously don't think so.

The reporters who flocked to me, the paparazzi who squatted around the clock...

They can't find Superman, so they can only wait in their hometown in Kansas, trying to find some useful material that can serve as exclusive news.

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

This is simply a new wealth code!

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

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

He understood for the first time that public opinion had such a powerful force.

As if pervasive, penetrated into your own life.

"No, this is a good start."

Lex had a different opinion, and he took out a bottle of whiskey from the wine cabinet.

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

The latter waved his hand and refused, on the grounds that he had not reached the age of legal drinking.

I have to say that this answer is very superhuman.

Lex shook his head and laughed. In his opinion, Clark had such a powerful body, but he followed the rules extremely.

This is really a puzzling thing.

If you change to yourself...

It may be like the idiom Solitaire, taking the first step to do whatever you want, and then do whatever you want, and continue this way.

There was a trace of envy in Lex's eyes, looking at Clark, and whispering: "Announcement of identity will inevitably cause some trouble to his family. This is inevitable."

"But what we need to pay attention to is that the nervousness does not lie in this. The key lies in the attitude of the government."

Clark put his arms around his chest. He had just completed a meeting with Mr. President at the White House two days ago and shook hands publicly.

That photo was quoted by Planet Daily and published on the headline page of that day.

Except going to the White House and participating in such boring political activities.

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

According to the big cousin, Clark did not obey.

While showing a friendly attitude, I also don't forget to show my fists and muscles to make sure that someone will listen to my words.

"The godfather is already talking about it. His initial intention is that Superman is not a national property, but... the debut idol of Water."

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

After hearing Luke's thoughts, his first feeling was that he suspected that he had heard him wrong.

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

Clark frowned, seemingly worried.

"what are you thinking?"

Lex asked with a smile.

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

Clark was full of justice and shook his head decisively.

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

Lex squinted, although instinct told him that Luke had a plan.

After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't think about how Walter would convince the Pentagon and the White House.

They have too few chips in their hands.

It is completely unqualified to sit on the same table with the person at the top of this country's power pyramid.

The turning point for all this happened two weeks later.

North American Air Defense Joint Command.

The sturdy black general strode into the command center.

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

"Doctor, tell me what I found? A comet, or an asteroid meteorite?"

The black general had a majestic face and stood in front of the console of the command center.

He didn't understand what kind of amazing discovery it was that made the chief researcher responsible for monitoring outer space wake himself up in the middle of the night.

Could it be an alien again?

The black general named "Swanwick" thought jokingly.

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

Aliens, superheroes, Kansas farm boys... the red cape has too many tags on him.

"The comet won't make orbit corrections, General." The doctor shook his head and said hesitantly, "I hope you can see this before some amateurs find it."

General Swanwick squinted, with a bad feeling.

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

Vague outlines appeared in the dark outer space.

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

"This spacecraft seems to have entered the lunar orbit synchronization state. It is not yet clear why."

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

A spacecraft staying in the moon’s orbit of the earth is very likely to be a visit by alien life to the earth.

Or a signal of war?

"Have you tried to talk to the spacecraft?"

General Swanwick suppressed his inner shock. Once this news is revealed, it will inevitably cause turmoil and unrest in the world.

Although, as early as the beginning of the space race during the Cold War period, 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 scared and panicked again.

Does the unknown life from outside the earth come with kindness?

Can the earth human beings live in peace with them?

These are questions worth pondering.

"They haven't responded yet."

The doctor replied helplessly.

General Swanwick looked solemn.

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

Notify the White House in Washington and the Pentagon of this shocking news that can be called a blockbuster.

At least before those amateur astronomers find out, the federal government has to come up with a reasonable statement and discuss how to deal with the spacecraft that stays 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 that those guys are coming with kindness and kindness.

Especially, after Superman announced his identity, the whole world knew that there was an alien on Earth.

Now, another spaceship is here.

Is there a connection between the two?

Thinking of this, General Swanwick felt more and more heavy.

...

...

White House.

meeting room.

The upper floors of the Pentagon gathered together.

They all received the shocking news that an unknown spacecraft appeared in the near moon orbit.

Even if the other party did not do anything, there was no response.

But the unknown is always frightening.

"In fact, just two weeks ago, a small earthquake occurred on 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 on the Internet, which caused a great response."

Mr. President, who hurried into the conference room, rubbed his frowning brows vigorously, raised his voice and asked, "Why hasn't anyone mentioned this before?"

"That report has long been on the desk of the White House, but at the time, Mr. President, you were busy taking photos with Superman and being interviewed by the TV station. You may have forgotten about it."

General Lane replied sternly.

The straightforward words made the atmosphere of the meeting room suddenly become awkward.

"Ahem, you go on."

Mr. President cleared his throat and concealed his embarrassment.

The change of term is imminent, he did spend too much energy for re-election and general election, ignoring other issues.

"According to research data from military bases, the spacecraft hidden under the glacier, based on the isotope analysis of the surrounding ice holes, shows that it has at least a long history of more than 18,000 years."

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

Eighteen thousand years?

Mr. President and his staff were silent.

Long before mankind gave birth to today’s brilliant civilization, have other lives visited the earth?

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

Various problems popped up.

"Where is Superman? He is also an alien..."

Mr. President suddenly remembered the red cloak.

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

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

"The Water Company seems to be holding an event to return home."

When Mr. President heard about Water Company, his face turned dark and he acted a little gloomy. He didn't like the young rich man who claimed to let Superman debut as an idol.

An extremely powerful alien should be under the control of the federal government.

Instead of handing it over to someone or a private company.

Of course, what Mr. President meant to summarize, or put it bluntly, is that he wants Superman to be a tool in his own hands.

"Can you think of a way to communicate with that spaceship?"

Mr. President looked at the photos sent back by satellite on the table and asked softly.

"We tried, but didn't get any response."

The manager of the North American Air Defense Joint Command shook his head.

"The spacecraft was floating in outer space. Ten minutes ago, we used various means to send information to the past, but unfortunately it was ineffective. All the information was like sinking into the sea."

"Can you knock it down?"

Mr. President has lost his patience and has considered solving the problem by force.

"This is the worst plan, and it is best to implement it after establishing communication channels and confirming that the other party is hostile."

General Lane said in a deep voice.

No one was willing to use force before it was determined whether there were unknown lives on the spacecraft.

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

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

Mr. President was obviously very angry and asked, patted the table hard.

"This country has the largest intelligence agency in the world. Sixteen different agencies supervise everything in this country. The purpose is to prevent any terrorist attacks from happening again! But there is an alien living by our side, he It can fly and can lift dozens or hundreds of tons of heavy objects with bare hands and smash a tank with one punch!"

"And now, there is another spaceship parked at our door! But you will only tell me that this will not work, that will not work, you can only wait!"

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

All the people present here, from the various generals in the Pentagon, to the staff of the White House, and senior intelligence agencies, all kept silent.

"I'm in a hurry……"

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

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

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

Mr. President's face was gloomy. Without permission, his staff broke into the highest-secret conference room.

If there is no good reason, I am afraid that the other party's political career will end here.

"I'm afraid it is, the President."

The young staff member said solemnly.

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

Whether it is the United States or other countries.

Television and radio failed one after another.

The flickering snowflakes are distorted into blurred images, and the global-covering electronic signal translates the declaration of threat to the world into different languages ​​and sends it 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 a clan of mine. Now I ask you to hand him over. For some reason, he concealed his existence. He has worked hard to integrate into your society. He looks similar to you, but is not part of yours. If anyone knows the news of him, then the fate of your planet is in your hands... Karl-El , Did you hear that? You have twenty-four hours to consider, or choose to let the whole world bear the consequences!"

People looked up and looked up at the sky.

Whether you are in a remote town with no one, or a bustling metropolis.

Everyone can see a giant spacecraft hovering along orbit like a satellite.

The threatening video played around the world was even more shocking than Superman’s announcement of his identity.

This news spread and spread instantly, setting off an uncontrollable wave of public opinion all over the world.

No one knows how the alien life who claimed to be "General Zod" forcibly occupied all bands of signals, translated them into different languages, and made an announcement to the world.

Now Mr. President, who is far away in the White House, finally does not need to worry about how to conceal this news from the public.