American comics: I drew Superman during the Great Depression

"Phew~ It's finally done..."

Sitting at his desk, Colin looked at the dense handwriting on the manuscript paper and breathed a sigh of relief.

He sorted the manuscripts together and put them in the drawer. Only then did he feel like letting go of the stone that had been weighing on his heart, but it was also mixed with a bit of confusion and loss.

"Everything that needs to be done has been done, and the rest can only be left to time. I hope everything goes smoothly."

I muttered something silently in my heart.

Colin turned off the desk lamp that was always on, then picked up the clothes and hats on the floor stand and put them on.

Standing at the door, he turned around and scanned everything behind him.

Finally, he sighed silently, turned around and slammed the door of the Courier Newspaper Office.

If he failed, this might be his last night at the newspaper office.

"I don't know if the food in Hooverville is delicious..."

…

"...combine a portion of canned corned beef with canned pickled peas, gelatin, lemon juice and vinegar to create a simple and filling 'delicious' dish that is simple and can easily satisfy the needs of a large family. The most important thing is What’s more, these materials are cheap foods that can be found everywhere in daily life…”

At night, Colin sat at the table, filling his stomach with hard bread and carrot jam, while listening to the voice actor of Betty Crocker on the radio cooking show "Betty Crocker Cooking School on the Air". His high-pitched voice shares the process of making cheap food during the Great Depression.

Later generations generally believe that the Great Depression was also the "golden age of radio."

As the Great Depression caused widespread suffering for millions of Americans, households that could afford a radio viewed it as a popular source of entertainment and news. People who are unemployed at home need to kill time, and it costs money to go out to watch theaters and movies, so free radio has become their best choice.

Based on the popularization of radio, a large number of radio programs were born.

In this era, radio content covers almost all age groups, whether the elderly, women, or even children have their own radio drama programs.

Listening to the dark cuisine-like food introduced on the radio program, Colin swallowed the last piece of bread in his hand and drank the homemade lemon juice on hand.

The light lemon juice with a bit of sourness and sweetness suppressed the rolling feeling in Colin's stomach. He touched his stomach and turned the radio to other channels.

For a moment, cheerful swing music sounded in the room.

Listening to the brisk music, he simply cleared the plate with bread. Colin sat at the table and gradually became fascinated by the music.

Just like that, I don't know how long I listened to it, but I felt that the music on the radio program seemed to have changed a round, and then I turned off the radio at the urging of sleep.

"What must come will come."

After extinguishing the desk lamp and lying on the bed, Colin muttered something silently in his mind and then closed his eyes.

The next second, his consciousness seemed to be pulled down by an invisible force, and he was embraced by countless green lights and entered another dimension.

…

"hiss……"

In the alley, Colin opened his eyes.

Holding the wound on his body that was no longer bleeding, he moved his body with difficulty and leaned against the dirty wall of the alley, panting.

"It's really, really bad."

Looking down at the area where he was shot, Colin stretched out his trembling palms to lift his clothes, and then the faint light revealed the condition of the wounds on his body.

The good news is that the wound is no longer bleeding. It seems that he has received some kind of protection during the journey between the two worlds, preventing him from dying of heavy bleeding just after he traveled back.

The bad news is that this protection is not enough to support the complete recovery of Colin's wounds, it just prevents him from dying so quickly.

Therefore, the most important thing right now is to call an ambulance.

I don’t know if the Daily Bugle provides accident insurance.

The pain from the wound affected Colin's thoughts. He gritted his teeth and moved his blood-stained arm to fumble in the pocket of his coat.

"Damn it, no way?!"

However, the next second, the empty feeling in his pocket made Colin's already pale face become even more ugly.

These two damn robbers didn't even let go of his cell phone.

It's terrible!

At this critical moment of life and death, there is no time to think too much.

Colin covered the wound with one hand, stood up shakily while holding on to the wall, and staggered out of the alley.

I hope that at this time I can meet a kind person who can help call an ambulance.

With a silent prayer in his heart, Colin moved bit by bit toward the entrance of the alley.

At this moment, there were rapid footsteps from the other side of the alley.

Someone is coming!

Hearing the footsteps, Colin suddenly felt a sense of hope in his heart, and he quickly asked for help.

"Please, help, I've been shot, please help me..."

However, before Colin could finish his plea, the expression on his face instantly froze.

Because the figures that appeared from the other side of the alley were clearly the two black men who shot him.

By the way, why did you bring this back to the show?

"whatthefuck!"

Not only Colin himself was surprised, but even the two black men who came back the same way were shocked by what happened in front of them.

Looking at Colin standing up again in the alley.

The two couldn't help but curse, and then subconsciously took out their guns and pointed them at him, as if they were planning to finish what they had just unfinished.

I don’t know if I can go back to another world after being shot this time.

Looking at the dark muzzle of the gun in front of him, Colin couldn't help but have this thought flashing through his mind.

The dull sound of gunfire rang out.

However, the pain he expected did not appear on his body.

"What?!"

Instead, a broad back stood in front of Colin.

"Are you okay, man?"

After moving his legs and pulling out his feet from the ground, the owner of the back turned to look at Colin behind him, and then asked.

"Lou...Luke Cage!"

"Wonder Man!"

Immediately afterwards, the two black men in the alley subconsciously called out the name of the person who came.

"Now that you already know my identity, please cooperate with my work and don't make any unnecessary resistance."

Hearing his name being called out, Luke Cage turned his head and focused his gaze back on the two black men in front of him. He twisted his neck and made a crisp clicking sound, then the corners of his mouth moved upward slightly, and he made a deep sound. road.

Even without any movement, just standing there.

The appearance of Luke Cage has already caused tremendous pressure on the two black robbers.

In panic, the black man holding the gun shouted and pointed the muzzle of the gun at Luke Cage in front of him, pulled the trigger and fired several shots.