"Wait, what you said..."
"Some of it is hard for you to believe?"
"Yes."
Clark nodded.
"Then how should I win your trust?"
Wu Ke threw the question to Superman.
"Perhaps you can tell me something that only I know."
Clark thought for a moment and said.
"This is a bit difficult to handle. As a superhero protagonist on the screen, many of the things that happen to you are not a one-man show."
Wu Ke was a little embarrassed, but he still said something.
“You were once at an offshore oil well that had an accident and burned...well, was that an oil well?
Forget it, it doesn't matter if it's an oil well or not, you just saved some people who were probably going to be burned to death.
Then, in order to allow the rescue helicopter to take off smoothly, he supported the falling burning tower spire, and finally fell into the sea.
I don’t know if you swam up on your own or were rescued by Neptune. Well, judging from your face, could it be that you were really rescued by Neptune at that time? "
Clark: "..."
With such an expression→(＠￣ー￣＠), he did not deny that Neptune had rescued him.
"Then you went ashore, in front of a beach house, and took the clothes from someone else's car without giving you any money."
"Okay, I believe what you say."
Clark's eyes twitched, interrupting Wu Ke's words.
"Hey, there's something else I haven't mentioned, such as some things about your rebellious teenage years, and when you met Louise, you used heat rays to stop her internal bleeding..."
"STOP, I already believe you, you really don't need to continue to explain."
Clark stopped.
"Oh well."
Wu Ke didn't care if it was so easy to achieve his goal.
The room was quiet for a while, and Clark suddenly asked: "I want to ask, is your world about my film and television works serious?"
"What do you mean?"
Clark looked at the boy's somewhat young and confused face, considered his adult words, and said: "What I mean is whether it is classified, for example, it is too violent or has color. Audiences under a certain age cannot use it." Watching and stuff like that.”
"I don't know about this, but it can be played normally in theaters." Wu Ke somewhat understood what Clark wanted to express, and added: "Don't worry, my world is very serious about Superman movies and comics. In this work, you and Louise are limited to kissing scenes on screen or in comics."
Clark was a little relieved. His side of Superman was a public figure in this world, but that didn't mean that he liked to reveal his private life in front of other people, even if they were not from this world.
"I think you don't need to care so much. My world exists in my works."
Wu Ke comforted Clark and walked to the solid wood square table in the lounge. He picked up a book from the table that he bought in some relatively popular bookstores in the morning. It was covered in black leather, but the title was The book is "Luthor, the big capitalist who is always targeted by Superman, and the story that the domineering Superman has to tell - Issue 15".
"Because your re-created image in this world is already a very delicate situation."
Clark: (⊙o⊙)!
He directly took the book with an informal name from Wu Ke's hand and flipped through it quickly.
With a reading speed that surpasses ordinary people, Superman's face also becomes quite wonderful at a speed that surpasses ordinary people.
"Tear~"
The thick book was torn open in the middle, horizontally, by Clark's hands, and became two halves.
"This is a trample on my reputation and a malicious slander against me. Someone has violated my image. It insulted me. It turned me into a gay man with false fabrications. You are mine. Fans, you should know that I am not gay, right?!"
Wu Ke was a little hesitant. In his world, there was indeed no such thing as Luthor and Superman, but there were second-generation comics about Batman and Superman, which were officially recognized fan magazines.
"No, what are you hesitating about? Why don't you answer my question decisively?"
Clark grabbed the boy's shoulders with both hands and stared at Wu Kezai.
"No, I was just wondering if you would compensate me for the $25 worth of books you tore up."
Wu Ke pointed at the book on the ground. He felt that a magazine like "Batman Poke both eyes), it's better not to say it.
"Oh, Shet, this book is still so expensive?"
Even Clark started to curse a little at this time. He took out his black wallet, took out a hundred-dollar bill from it, and handed it to Wu Ke.
"Want to give you some change?"
Wu Ke took the green Franklin from Superman's hand and asked.
"No, the remaining 75 US dollars will be used as a thank you fee to thank you for helping me find a way to get rich."
When Clark spoke, he seemed to be gritting his teeth.
"Hey, are you planning to switch from private to official?"
Wu Ke asked in surprise.
"Um?"
Clark was stunned for a moment. After realizing what Wu Ke meant, his face darkened involuntarily.
"No, I will use my identity as Superman to hire the best lawyers in the United States and ask them to help me fight this infringement lawsuit. I will make the creator of the book pay the due price."
"Is this really good? Since the book can be sold so expensively, it proves that many people like to read it, and those who like to read it will most likely be your supporters."
“I like to be admired by others, and I also like the feeling of being supported by others, but if the cost is that I need to become a homosexual in terms of image.
Sorry, I don't discriminate against homosexuals, I just can't accept it in terms of image.
Therefore, if there are people among my supporters who have such expectations, please stop supporting me. Even Superman cannot afford this kind of support. "
"You can win the favor of many people by attacking a big capitalist, but if you attack a book author who is in a weaker position than you, I feel that you will lose a lot of fans."
Wu Ke reminded.
"I am Superman, a superhero, not a tool for public entertainment, so I don't care about this."
Clark shrugged.
Wu Ke was a little surprised by his answer and nodded: "I have the same opinion as you, but you are more like a normal person than the superman I know in my world's works."
"Is that a compliment?"
Clark was a little confused.
"If you speak from the perspective of yourself, rather than caring more about what the public thinks."
Wu Kedao.
"Thanks."
Clark nodded, which he took as a compliment.
"Seeing you as an idol makes my heart surge..."
[The expression on your face is not as excited as you said...]
Clark complained in his mind.
"We have to bring the topic back to the future crisis of the God War. Will you help me?"
"I am the hero of this world. Even if you don't say it, I will do my best in this kind of thing."
Clark nodded.
"But before that, I have another question. Since you know something about me, why do you still get together with that guy Lex Luthor?"
"Because SB Speaker needs the human, financial, material and social influence of our Lex Group!"
The door next to the room was opened at this time, and the person who answered Clark's question was Lex Luthor who walked in.
This Vulture's expression was very calm, and it didn't seem that he was surprised because of Superman's true identity, that he was one of the reporters who just asked his question.
Similarly, Clark was not surprised by this man's entrance.
In fact, whether it was Clark or Wu Ke, before Lex Luthor came in, he had already heard his footsteps approaching outside, as well as some subtle movements to adjust his mentality and emotions.
"Lex Luthor is right. I need some of the things he has, such as money and influence. This is related to a timely evacuation plan I envisioned for gods and ordinary people!"
PlanA: When Darkseid and the Anti-Monitor cannot be prevented from coming, choose to drive away all ordinary people close to the battlefield...
"If you need money and social influence, I think I know someone who is richer and more influential than this guy, and I think you might know who I'm talking about?"
Wu Ke answered without hesitation: "Batman, Bruce Wayne."
"Bruce Wayne is Batman?"
Lex Luthor was a little surprised.
"do not you know?"
Wu Ke was also a little surprised. If he remembered correctly, Lex Luthor in the movie Doomsday was the culprit who instigated the duel between Batman and Superman...
"Should I know?"
Lex Luthor's expression was even more confused.
Wu Ke asked about the day of destruction of the world six years ago.
It turned out that Superman at that time did have some conflicts with Batman, but it was not instigated by Lex Luthor at all.
That was simply because Clark and Bruce couldn't stand each other because they happened to meet at a crime scene.
And because the behavior involves the aesthetics of justice, or it can also be said to be an issue of personal principles.
Superman, who was too rough in rescuing the hostages, was scolded by Batman, who put the hostages in danger. Although Clark did not think so that he put the hostages in danger, he even pushed Batman and put the other person in danger. Blocked on the wall...
What happened next is easy to understand. Batman was well prepared to make an appointment with Superman, and Lex Luthor, it can only be said that he met at the right time.
The place where the two met happened to be on the roof of his secret research institute.
Luther never expected that while he was conducting scientific research in a secret research institute, the ceiling was suddenly cracked and an embarrassed guy wearing a black tights fell down!
What was even more unexpected was that due to the situation in the laboratory, there happened to be a regular corpse bought at a high price on the stage. The situation was like a human experiment.
Well, it was a corpse experiment. Anyway, it looked like a very bad place. Luther, who was affected by the fish pond, was regarded as an evil researcher by the two people he was fighting with, but he was targeted by two people who did not give up the fight. …
As a result, Lex Luthor got angry and acted on impulse, and an accident happened. Because of the accident, Doomsday, who was released by the accident, directly targeted Superman and killed him.
"Pa~"
Wu Ke slapped his forehead, this damn real world difference.
The Superman of this world was killed by Doomsday six years ago, and no one present at the time was innocent, including Clark himself.
Wu Ke spit out these words directly.
"Hey, I paid the price with my life. If I hadn't been resurrected by the Mother Box, I would still be lying in the coffin!"
Clark growled.
"A small town includes hundreds of acres of farms and a row of wind turbines, and an office building includes a bustling shopping plaza street underneath. They were all smashed by someone who could fly. My direct losses were more than two thousand dollars. 1.3 billion US dollars, and indirect losses have exceeded 3.5 billion US dollars. You know, the lives of many people in this world, including mine, may not be worth 3.5 billion US dollars of Franklin, but that’s it, I Still no word of apology..."
Lex Luthor did not name him by name, but his words were full of irony.
"You mean, Batman is still to blame for this?"
Clark stared at him.
"Oh, before you smashed my Lex Group's office building, the office building you smashed first belonged to the Wayne family in Gotham.
After that, I also heard that the Wayne family had an artificial satellite in space falling down, but I didn’t know which bastard caused it.
In short, Bruce Wayne's loss may be greater than mine.
Of course, I don’t agree with the statement that he is richer and more socially influential than me.
If you, Superman, had apologized to me from the beginning, I would forgive you generously even if I, Lex Luthor, dropped an extra satellite.
Because, there is more than one personal satellite belonging to me, Lex Luthor! "
Lex Luthor said, raising his hand in front of Clark.
One side is 2 and the other side is 1.
Obviously, what Lex Luthor meant was that he was expressing the number of personal satellites he owned.
Show off room?
Show off the car?
Show off your watch?
No, this is already an outdated thing for Lex Luthor, whose daily life is what ordinary people call Versailles life. What he now shows off is the number of satellites he owns.
The cost of building each artificial satellite ranges from billions to tens of billions. Although Lex Luthor's apparent net worth is only in the hundreds of billions, he has secretly mastered various A company that makes money is something that no one knows.
Of course, now Clark knows that although he does not value money, he is still a person who needs to make money from his work as a reporter to pay off his mortgage...
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