Superman of the American Comics

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

But Luke's foot hit his chest like a shell, which made his bones ache and crack.

Not to mention flying, Clark found it very difficult to stretch out a few fingers.

The uncontrolled body falls rapidly and leaves the atmosphere in an instant.

Looking at the posture, it seems that the head is facing down and the face will land first.

Boom!

I saw a red shadow dragging a strong fire and falling on the hard ground.

A loud noise caused a sensation everywhere.

A large number of smoke and dust rose, like the rolling of gray and yellow waves, setting off a strong airflow.

The solid rock stratum collapsed, showing an oval pit.

"Ho ho..."

Clark gasped, barely opened his eyes and saw the moving dark red cloak.

"Are you sober now?"

Luke asked softly with a kind smile on his face.

Krypton's little cousin, who is still firmly occupied by negative personality, opens his mouth slightly and seems to be brewing an unfriendly dirty word beginning with "F".

"Think well and then answer. You have to pay for saying the wrong thing."

Luke smiled and said, but his kind eyes were full of danger.

He looked down at Clark, whose mind was influenced by krypton.

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

"Awake, awake."

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 awake?"

Luke remained approachable and kind.

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

The little cousin obeyed his inner will and replied repeatedly.

Look at the intimacy of his name "big cousin", as if the previous battles were all misunderstandings.

"That's good."

Luke nodded and casually asked, "it's time to ask questions. If you're sitting in a car and can't pass because of traffic congestion, and you happen to be in a hurry, what should you do?"

Clark wondered, why did he suddenly switch to a Q & a game?

Out of his first judgment, he said subconsciously, "let the driver drive on the sidewalk? The road is crowded, but the street should be spacious."

Luke couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praised: "very honest answer."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three punches!

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

"Cousin, why did you beat me again?"

Clark's negative personality is also wronged.

Are you wrong?

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

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

Luke withdrew his fist and said, "why don't you think about what you should do?"

"Well, sit quietly in the car listening to the radio and wait for the traffic situation to ease?"

Clark, who had several circles of bruises in his left orbit, came up with the standard answer after careful thinking.

"Well, that's what Superman said."

Luke nodded with satisfaction. He felt that even if black kryptonite distorted Clark's mind and gave birth to a negative personality.

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

Seeing the glittering tears in the corners of Clark's eyes, Luke couldn't help smiling happily.

The little cousin must have been moved by his good intentions, so he left moving tears.

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

Luke asked with concern, like a door-to-door census worker.

"No more, no more."

Clark learned to be smart this time. Even if his head was full of dark, evil and terrible ideas, he would never say it.

"I just want to live in peace, work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and be a simple farmer."

Luke's mouth was tickled. If he ignored his little cousin's dodging eyes, he might really think that the negative personality occupying Clark's body was preparing to reform and change.

After asking a few questions, Luke confirmed that Clark had not suffered some kind of mental attack that made people lose their mind and become crazy.

If it is Charm Magic or mind control, the little cousin can't keep such a clear mind.

Considering the kryptonite all over the town, he thought Clark might be affected by it.

Luke clearly remembers that among many kryptonite species, black kryptonite can divide personality into two and make it produce opposite will.

Like Clark and super girl Carla, they have all had such experiences.

Dong!

He knocked out his little cousin with negative personality, and Luke took him back to the town.

He came to Luthor's house and saw Lex in a coma and the black crystal rolling on the carpet.

With the strong constitution of super kryptonians, Luke is not worried about the fatal impact of kryptonite radioactive energy.

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

"Lex, are you okay?"

Luke photographed the unconscious Godson. He preliminarily judged with super vision that the other party had just broken a few bones. There was no problem and his life was not in danger.

Compared with physical injury, spiritual impact may be a little worse.

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

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

Luke has a headache about this.

Lex Luthor 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's just some harmless minor defects.

Luke didn't want to see Lex split his personality by black kryptonite and embark on the road of villains.

"I hope people are all right."

He threw Clark and lex who had been knocked unconscious on the bed in the bedroom next door.

Kryptonite's radioactive energy is time sensitive, just like a little cousin can recover after a while.

As for lex, watch it and see if it recovers.

If it doesn't work, Luke can only find some people in the magic world to give his godson psychotherapy.

At this point in time, Constantine may not have been born.

But Dr. destiny, Mrs. Shangdu and others have already appeared.

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

Luke stayed at Lex's house for the next few days.

Clark, who was occupied by negative emotions, woke up several times. At the beginning, he also wanted to escape from his big cousin and regain his freedom.

In this world, besides Luke, who else will be his opponent.

As long as he gets out of each other's control, Clark can live very well.

But every time Luke caught him and beat him up.

The little cousin learned well and became much more honest.

In contrast, Lex is very calm.

The negative personality created by black kryptonite changed his temperament greatly.

He is more silent and likes to use tricks.

Clark was beaten so many times, mostly by Lex.

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

Even if Superman and Luther work together, it won't help.

……

……

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

He seemed to have slept for a long time, and then opened his hazy eyes. Everything in front of him felt very strange.

"What did I do?"

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

He remembered that he lit cars with his hot eyes and used violence recklessly, which made the town residents panic and flee in all directions.

He even tried to kill his cousin.

The bad memory made Clark's mood worse.

"Look at your guilty face, you may be really awake."

Luke's voice came from the door. He carried hot milk and cereal to his little cousin.

"The cohabitation with Lex these days... No, it should be the same bed. Are you still happy?"

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

Fortunately, Lex has all kinds of villas and enough living space.

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

So Luke was right when he said Superman slept with Luther.

"Did I hurt... Innocent people?"

Clark's face is sad, which is a terrible thing for Superman with a high sense of morality.

If he hurts or kills innocent town residents when he loses his mind, he will probably never get out of the psychological shadow for a lifetime.

"I haven't heard of casualties yet. You just caused some economic losses."

Luke shrugged and said softly, "for example, collapsed shops, streets and roads that need to be repaired, and some affected buildings... But you don't have to worry, all this is paid by Walter."

Clark took breakfast and gave his big cousin a grateful look.

"Where's Lex? How's he doing?"

The little cousin had enough to eat and drink, glanced at his good friend who was still awake, and asked with some worry.

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

Taking Clark out of the bedroom, Luke checked the other party to make sure that the negative personality disappeared.

He has a super krypton horror template, which is quite powerful in spiritual ability, and does not lose to the spiritual ability like the White Queen.

"Many people have seen that Superman has become a violent criminal."

Luke sat behind his desk, his hands crossed, looking at Clark, who had not been freed from his remorse.

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

PR?

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

"Yes, there can be no stain on the image of justice, which will make the public doubt you, guard against you, and even reject you."

Luke snapped his fingers, like the agent of the incarnation entertainment company, and began to analyze the negative impact of Superman's out of control.

"Well, what should I do?"

Clark scratched his head. He really didn't know what to do with it.

"First of all, 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 eloquently, leaning back slightly and leaning against the back of the wide chair.

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

"The last thing is packaging. Generally speaking, stars need to specially formulate personal designs that meet the public's aesthetic and favorite degree, such as genius and Xueba. Graduation from famous schools is only the basic requirement, various awards, and then make up and exaggerate some stories, such as sitting under a tree, and then an apple hits your head. You have found the basic law of the operation of the world."

"Or you cut down a cherry tree when you were a child, and then you dare to admit your mistakes and show a rare good quality..."

"The public likes interesting and inspirational stories and legends beyond imagination. They can meet the inner desires and emotions of most people."

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

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

Luke smiled back and said seriously.

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

The little cousin looked down and seemed a little embarrassed.

He thinks that he is not as perfect as his big cousin, and there are many shortcomings.

"So get ready, Clark! Let everyone see you and 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.

Not to mention the Justice League, like all kinds of villains, even the Tianyan society under the government knows it.

Better known than "Batman is Bruce Wayne".

"Really?"

Clark still hesitated.

"You have to believe in yourself and me."

Luke nodded.

……

……

Another week passed.

Hilton Hotel in metropolis, hall on the 31st floor.

The city's newspapers, magazines, and television reporters all received invitations from water.

To sum up, the content written above is "there is a big news to be announced, and you need friends in the headlines to come quickly".

"What is Walter going to announce? The cooperation plan with Luthor group, or the military defense order?"

"These can't make the headlines. I haven't seen it. Even the editor in chief of planet Daily has come. Something big must happen today!"

"I prefer to track Superman's news hot spots, which is more significant for the improvement of newspaper sales."

"Superman? Disappeared for some time. I heard that he went crazy in a small town in Kansas, causing a lot of casualties... We are going to make a column on this matter."

“……”

There was much discussion in the hall, and the press conference had not yet begun.

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

"Cough, welcome to the water company's press conference."

Luke Shiran, in a suit and 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 future son of metropolis and a superhero in the eyes of citizens..."

"He stopped the derailed and overturned train accident and saved hundreds of lives of the crashed airliner..."

With Luke's powerful voice ringing through the audience, everyone held their breath and a touch of expectation rose in their eyes.

"... it's a great honor to introduce him to all of you."

After a long speech, Luke stepped aside.

The door on the right behind him opened and the red cloak entered the meeting.

Tall and strong, stand on the stage and hold the microphone.

"I am superman."

He said so.

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