Superman of the American Comics

White House, oval office.

After a busy day's work, Mr. President left the seat symbolizing state power.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, took off his glasses and stood on the carpet embroidered with bald eagles.

After a few seconds, it seemed that some kind of switch was activated.

The ground vibrates slightly and drops slowly.

Mr. President is standing on a metal lifting platform. It's dark all around and he can't see his fingers.

With his arrival, several lasers shrouded over and scanned for confirmation.

"Welcome back."

The monotonous mechanical sound sounded quietly, and the inductive lights in the underground space were turned on one by one.

This is similar to the architectural layout of the military base, with wide space and cold color.

On both sides of the wall stands a tall nutrition cabin, filled with two-thirds of the light green liquid.

The human body with fine red body is immersed in it, like a specimen in formalin.

The president seemed unaware. He went on and entered a room through two thick alloy gates.

Sitting on a metal chair, he picked up the translucent helmet with many pipelines connected to his right hand and put it on.

"Start transfer."

The president's eyes suddenly became empty, and the whole person became a puppet and lost his self-consciousness.

"Business as usual. Continue to accelerate the pace of the cold war, limit the scope of power of the Divine Shield, and keep an eye on Howard stark."

The monotonous mechanical sound reads the president's brain memory, and then gives instructions.

"He is a key figure! The future Avenger alliance, one of the elders of iron man, is Howard's son."

"This guy is a world-class genius. He needs to be vigilant and be wiped out when necessary."

"There is also the cosmic magic cube, which is one of the six infinite stones and an important chip that Hydra urgently wants."

“……”

Monotonous mechanical sound, issuing one instruction after another.

The whole process, like repeater hypnosis, lasted about two hours.

"All right."

The president took off his helmet and left the room.

During this period, he did not have any expression. Like a set robot, he took the elevator back to the Oval Office.

"As for Howard stark, I have sent killers to destroy this guy who may pose a threat."

A tall man with diamond jewels on his forehead appeared in the underground laboratory.

"I've said many times that an important plot character like Howard stark must not solve it casually. It will only cause worse trouble."

There was a trace of anger in the monotonous mechanical sound.

"It's like a hydra who knows the end of World War II, then crosses over to the past and tries to kill Captain America and Superman."

"Unless we make a careful plan and eliminate all factors that may lead to failure, we will always face the end of failure."

"Because they are the 'protagonists' of this story, the goddess of luck always favors you."

"Nathaniel Essex, I am an absolute expert in this regard."

Mr. evil omen raised his eyebrows, and a contemptuous smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He joked: "under the conqueror Kang, how did you become so smart and wise that you became a fresh specimen soaked in formalin?"

Along his line of sight, there was a complete human brain in a transparent glass jar.

That is Kang the conqueror.

He should have died long ago.

The whole person was cut off by the hot sight, and the lower body turned into meat mud.

In a few seconds, all the vitality will be lost.

The reason why we can speak and "live" is thanks to Nathaniel Essex.

Mr. bad omen, whose end is slightly better than that of conqueror Kang - the alpha mutant was smashed half by Superman, barely breathing.

He took out the latter's head and put it into the nutrition cabin. His consciousness was connected with high-tech computers from the future to become a virtual life similar to artificial intelligence.

"Because the world is very wrong!"

Mr. omen's ridicule aroused the sadness of the conqueror Kang.

"Superman... Doesn't exist! At least I haven't heard of his story in so many timelines I've conquered!"

"That powerful and terrible guy, he's like an actor on the wrong set!"

"Add drama to yourself and make the original story into a mess!"

The conqueror was very upset, like a player who failed to pass the game and was ridiculed.

"Well, stop talking."

The smile on Mr. omen's face solidified. He didn't want to hear Superman and know about each other.

Every time I mentioned the young army lieutenant general, director of aegis, half of my body hurt.

The sense of despair that death envelops the head and there is no room for resistance really makes people reluctant to revisit and recall.

"Anyway, he has... Disappeared."

Said Mr. omen.

It's like comforting Kang the conqueror, or telling himself.

Superman is a nightmare for them.

"We should be prepared for prevention and not take it lightly."

Kang Ti, the conqueror with only one brain, woke up.

"Although Superman was inadvertently taken out of the universe by my space-time transmission device."

"But no one knows where he has gone and whether he will come back."

Mr. omen frowned slightly and was in a bad mood.

He felt that the conqueror Kang had to plug himself up if he didn't open the pot.

Many universes, countless time and space, how can Superman come back!

"Don't worry, we control the president, which means we have a lot of resources."

For the sake of the intelligence information of the conqueror Kang and the future technology, Mr. omen remained patient.

"Essex has the support of the government and is developing very fast. As long as I can completely control the mutants and put the s.h.i.e.l.l.d. in the gene bank of Lake akalia."

"At that time, I can not only break through the level limit of alpha and enter a higher level of ability use."

"With the help of mutant human genes, we can create an invincible huge army."

"Just like the apocalypse, incarnate the gods and conquer the whole world."

Mr. omen is like an old general on the stage, with flags planted behind him.

After Superman left the universe, he practiced and healed his wounds.

While working with conquistador Kang, he brainwashed the president and established Essex biology company.

With the help of the future technology mastered by the latter, Mr. omen's cloning technology has been further broken through.

It has been able to mass produce clones according to the template of super soldiers.

Such technology has attracted the attention of Hydra.

Both sides are villains and have the same enemies.

So they hit it off and get what they need.

In Mr. omen's view, everything is on track and moving forward steadily.

He doesn't want anyone to disturb himself and interrupt the process.

"By the way, not only Howard stark, but also the captain of the United States, Nick Frey... They are all key figures."

Conquistador Kang added.

"If you want to eliminate instability, you'd better solve it at one time."

Mr. omen nodded to show that he knew.

The assassination of Howard stark was just an appetizer.

What comes up in the back is the dinner.

……

……

Boom! Boom, boom!

Several spherical lightning with high-temperature energy evaporated the killer into a mass of coke.

"It should be gone this time."

The captain of the United States wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead and turned to Howard.

The car, like Wuling Hongguang, had infinite space, and ten people came down in batches.

It's like a steady stream of small bases for explosive troops.

"I now doubt whether it is a car or... An unusual car."

Howard raised his chin and motioned to Captain America to take the lead to explore the reality.

The latter has no opinion. He carries the iconic vibration gold shield in his right hand to prevent accidents like explosion.

Tear!

When he opened the door with his bare hands, Rogers saw a silver computer with a sci-fi appearance inside.

Several red and green lines are connected to ten culture flasks, which only need to be ripened and grown according to the established procedure.

"It's the technology of Essex biology."

Rogers was not surprised. He saw the same clone fighters in the Soviet Union and hydra.

Those killers with empty eyes and no feelings are continuously transported out according to the prepared gene template, just like batch products on the assembly line.

"Such biotechnology is at least more than a century ahead of the current one!"

Howard glanced and judged.

He has always regarded the recently rising Essex biological company as a replica of "hammer industry" relying on government support and networking.

But I was shocked to see those cutting-edge technologies such as breeding bottles, gene editing and overdraft ripening.

This is not something you can easily study!

"I've seen similar clone fighters."

Rogers said in a deep voice.

"When I learned that Superman had disappeared, I was ready to come back at the first time, but on the way back, I encountered a large-scale attack."

Howard's eyes were slightly cold. He felt a big net enveloping him.

Not only yourself, any person or thing related to Superman or that may threaten each other should be erased.

"I found similar numbers on some clone soldiers. They are all produced by Essex."

Rogers continued.

He led the roaring commando to conduct a long-term reconnaissance and harvest some secret information.

"Hydra has a close relationship with this company, and Nathaniel, who is at the helm of Essex, has always been reclusive and kept a low profile."

"But according to my investigation, this man has close contact with the White House."

"By linking these clues together, we can get a complete network of relationships."

Hearing the analysis of Captain America, Howard nodded slightly, which was completely consistent with his guess.

"I have some... More powerful information that I want to share with you."

He touched his moustache and said in a deep voice.

The president may be a future man posing as Superman and leaving the universe

These two messages may be more difficult to digest than those above.

If it weren't for his good psychological quality and strong acceptance ability, the American captain would definitely think Howard was crazy to tell such an outrageous "truth".

"Go to my house first. By the way, you're the one who came to the door this afternoon?"

The captain of the United States nodded and felt the melon. After finding the prototype of the behind the scenes, he wanted to contact Howard.

In Luke's absence, the only person who can be trusted and help is probably the latter.

Howard got into the intact car and planned to go to his villa on Long Island.

His iron overlord power armor is there. If Essex biological company launches the second round of attack, its first aircraft will definitely surprise the other party.

"Did you get anything in the Soviet Union? I mean, about Barnes."

While driving, Howard took the initiative to find the topic.

He heard Luke say that the captain of the United States has a deep relationship with Bucky and has a deep friendship with him.

Knowing that the latter might be in the Soviet Union and fall into Leviathan's hands, Rogers, who had been considering retirement, did not hesitate to leave his girlfriend in love and sneak into Moscow with a roaring commando.

Such friendship makes Howard sometimes have some excessive speculation.

"We stayed in Moscow for two months and ran into agents in the red house. They almost solved it."

Rogers recalled the days when he hid his name, changed his identity and lurked in Moscow.

"It is said that red house is a secret organization that Leviathan specializes in training spies, agents and assassins."

"They took in many war orphans and taught etiquette, culture, dance and other skills to facilitate their entry into the upper class in the future."

"Of course, shooting, interrogation, counter interrogation and close combat... These are also compulsory courses."

"Everyone is a tool there. The best will get the title of 'black widow'."

Rogers paused and the image of a blonde woman came to mind.

"I ran into a black widow and it was not easy to escape from the trap with a roaring commando."

Howard raised his eyebrows. He has always been very interested in female spies and female agents.

In Luke's words, it's to eat the icing and hit the shell back.

"Bucky did fall into Leviathan's clutches. He also had a new name, winter warrior."

Speaking of good friends, Rogers's tone is a little complicated.

"I'm sorry I couldn't bring him back."

"Bucky's existence and his action plan are confidential in Leviathan. I can't get access to them."

"In addition, Luke's accident suddenly disappeared. I can only give up the idea of rescuing him for the time being."

Howard was silent for a moment. The priority was to determine Superman's whereabouts and bring him back.

As long as Luke is there, the s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d., as well as the cold war competition between him and the U.S. captain, and even the two superpowers, all the crises can be solved.

This is Superman's status!

A weight enough to change the world situation!

"Here we are."

The car drove straight in and stopped at the door of the Long Island villa.

"Jarvis should not be asleep."

Howard got out of the car and raised his hand to look at the time.

His personal housekeeper is usually busy until after twelve o'clock, after handling everything, before going to bed.

"If you're hungry, you can ask him to make a sandwich or something."

Captain America covered his stomach. He was really a little hungry.

As a warship soldier, energy consumption also needs to be supplemented.

"Wait! Something's wrong!"

Howard opened the door and saw the light in the living room, but Jarvis, the housekeeper, didn't come to meet him.

This is very abnormal behavior.

His housekeeper has always been conscientious.

From personal etiquette to work ability, I can't find a fault.

Every time Howard came home, the other party would stand at the door.

"There may be danger..."

Howard stepped lightly. Captain America walked ahead and raised his vibrating gold shield.

They crept into the living room.

They saw a man sitting on the table, taller than Jarvis.

"I said, shouldn't you be more excited when old friends meet again?"

The familiar voice suddenly sounded, startling the nervous two.

The man at the table turned and smiled.