Unbeknownst to Met's Superman, his name has appeared in someone's little book.

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

Putting those distant questions aside, a week has passed since Clarke's identity was officially revealed.

With the fermentation of time, the heated discussions in various fields show no signs of stopping, but have a tendency to intensify.

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.

Jonathan, the adoptive father, did not blame his son for his choice, expressing his understanding and concern.

Because of the strange eyes of the townspeople, the interview activities of the city hall, and even the personal visit of the governor......

It caught Jonathan and Martha, an ordinary couple, off guard and difficult to cope.

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

Unfortunately, others apparently don't think so.

The reporters who flocked to the station, the paparazzi who squatted 24 hours a day......

They can't find Superman, so they wait in their hometown in Kansas, trying to find some useful material that can be used as a scoop.

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

This is simply the new wealth code!

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

Clark's gaze looks through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the city beneath his feet.

For the first time, he understood that public opinion had such power.

It seems to be pervasive and permeates into one's own life.

"No, that's a good start."

Lex disagreed, and he took a bottle of whiskey out of the wine cabinet.

He poured himself a glass, then handed Clark a glass.

The latter waved his hand and refused on the grounds that he was not yet of the age to legally drink alcohol.

I have to say that this answer is very superhuman.

Lex shook his head and smiled, in his opinion, Clark had such a powerful body, but he was extremely obedient.

It's a really puzzling thing.

If you replace it with your own ......

It may be like the idiom solitaire, taking the first step to do whatever you want, and then doing whatever you want, and so on.

With a hint of envy in his eyes, Lex looked at Clark and said softly: "Announcing your identity will inevitably bring some trouble to your family, which is unavoidable." ”

"But what we need to pay attention to is that the nervous thing is not about that, the key is to look at the attitude of the government."

Clark clasped his hands to his chest, having just finished a meeting with Mr. President at the White House two days ago and shook hands publicly.

The photo was quoted in the daily newspaper Planet and made the headlines of the day.

Except for going to the White House and getting involved in this frivolous political activity.

A Pentagon general has also summoned Superman many times.

As the eldest cousin said, Clark did not obey.

While showing a friendly attitude, don't forget to show your fists and muscles to ensure that you will be heard.

"The Godfather is already talking, and his initial intention is that Superman is not the property of the state, but ...... The debut idol of the Walter Company. ”

With a strange expression, Lex said the latter sentence.

When he heard Luke's thoughts, his first instinct was to suspect that he had misheard.

"Will the military agree? I see that General Lane is very firm, and he wants me to be a weapon to the United States. ”

Clarke's brow furrowed, as if worried.

"What do you think?"

Lex asked with a smile.

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

Clarke's heart was full of a sense of justice, and he shook his head decisively and said.

"Hehe, I guessed. But I think you should be worried about the negotiations on the godfather's side, how the federal government can hand over the ownership of Superman to a private enterprise, it's whimsical. ”

Lex narrowed his eyes, though his instincts told him that Luke had a plan.

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

They have too few chips in their hands.

Completely unqualified to sit at the same table with the person at the top of the pyramid of power in this country.

The turning point for all this happened two weeks later.

Joint North American Air Defense Command.

The well-built black general strode into the command center.

Just now he received urgent news that an artificial satellite in near-lunar orbit had captured an unusual picture.

"Doctor, tell me what you found? A comet, or a meteorite of an asteroid? ”

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

He didn't understand what kind of astonishing discovery would wake him up in the middle of the night by the lead researcher in charge of monitoring outer space.

Could it be that it's aliens again?

The black general named "Swanwick" thought jokingly.

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

Aliens, superheroes, Kansas farm boys...... That red cloak had too many labels on it.

"Comets aren't going to make orbit corrections, General." The doctor shook his head and hesitated, "I hope you'll see this before some amateurs find out." ”

General Swanwick's eyes narrowed, and he had a bad premonition.

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

In the darkness of outer space, a blurred outline appeared.

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

"The spacecraft seems to have entered a state of lunar orbit synchronization, and the reason for this is not clear for the time being."

When the lead researcher first found out, he realized that this important news should be reported to the Pentagon immediately.

A spacecraft is in Earth's lunar orbit, most likely a visit by extraterrestrial life.

Or a signal of war?

"Have you tried to talk to the ship?"

General Swanwick suppressed the shock in his heart, once this news was revealed, it would inevitably cause turmoil and unrest in the world.

Although as early as the beginning of the space race during the Cold War, various countries continued to launch unmanned satellites into outer space, trying to find the same life in the vast dark universe.

But when these unknown creatures really appeared in front of the public's eyes, people became scared and panicked again.

Did unknown life from beyond Earth come with good intentions?

Will the humans of Earth be able to live in peace with them?

These are questions worth pondering.

"They haven't responded yet."

The doctor replied reluctantly.

General Swanwick's expression was solemn.

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

Inform the White House in Washington, as well as the Pentagon, of this bombshell-like shocking news.

At least until amateur astronomers find out, the federal government will come up with a plausible argument and a discussion on what to do with the spacecraft in orbit around the moon.

"I have a bad feeling."

General Swanwick sighed.

As a professional soldier, if there were unknown creatures in that ship, he didn't think those guys were coming with friendship and goodwill.

In particular, after Superman's identity was revealed, the whole world knew that there was an alien on Earth.

Now, there's another spaceship.

Is there some kind of connection between the two?

At the thought of this, General Swanwick's heart grew heavier.

……

……

White House.

Conference room.

The top brass of the Pentagon came together.

They all received the horrific news that an unidentified spacecraft had appeared in near-moon orbit.

Even if the other party doesn't make any moves, there is no response.

But the unknown is always scary.

"Actually, just two weeks ago, there was a small earthquake at 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 huge reaction."

Mr. President, who hurriedly walked into the conference room, rubbed his frowning brow vigorously, raised his voice and asked, "Why hasn't anyone talked about it?" ”

"That report was already on the desk in the White House, but you were busy taking pictures with Superman and giving interviews to TV stations at the time, Mr. President, and you may have forgotten about it."

General Ryan replied with a straight face.

The upright words made the atmosphere in the conference room suddenly awkward.

"Ahem, you go on."

Mr. President cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment.

With the re-election approaching, he did spend too much energy on re-election and the general election, ignoring other issues.

"According to research data from military bases, the spacecraft hidden under the glacier is at least more than 18,000 years old, based on isotopic analysis of the surrounding ice holes."

General Ryan took a deep breath, calmed his inner emotions, and continued, "At that time, humanity had not yet become the sole ruler of this planet. ”

Eighteen thousand years?

Mr. President and his staff fell silent.

Long before humans gave birth to today's brilliant civilization, other life forms visited the earth?

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

All sorts of problems have popped up.

"What about Superman? He's also an alien......"

Mr. President suddenly remembered the red cloak.

"Superman is in Kansas, and I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up for a while."

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

"Walter seems to be holding a homecoming event."

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

An extraterrestrial force should be under the control of the federal government.

And not to give it to someone, or some private enterprise.

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

"Can you find a way to communicate with that ship?"

Mr. President asked softly as he looked at the photographs that had been sent back from the satellite on the table.

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

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

"That spaceship was just floating in outer space, and ten minutes ago, we used various means to send messages over, but unfortunately it had no effect, and all the messages were like stones sinking into the sea."

"Can you knock it down?"

Mr. President has lost patience and has already considered using force to solve the problem.

"This is the worst-case scenario, and it's best to do it after establishing a communication channel to confirm that the other party is hostile."

General Ryan said with a deep groan.

Until the presence of unknown life on board the ship is determined, no one is willing to use force.

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

"So what the hell can we do? Wait for that ship to go down, or let those damn aliens respond? ”

Mr. President, visibly annoyed, asked by slapping the table vigorously.

"This country has the largest intelligence agency in the world, and sixteen different departments oversee everything in the country, with the aim of preventing any terrorist attacks from happening again! But right next to us, there lives an alien who can fly, can lift tens or hundreds of tons of heavy objects with his bare hands, and smash a tank with one punch! ”

"And now, another spaceship is on our doorstep! And you'll just tell me, this won't work, that won't work, just wait! ”

Mr. President's angry voice echoed in the conference room.

Everyone present, from the Pentagon generals to the White House staff and the top of the intelligence agencies, all remained silent.

"I have an urgent ......"

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

He had a panicked look on his face, as if something terrible had happened.

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

Mr. President's face was gloomy, and his staff had broken into the conference room with the highest level of secrecy without permission.

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

"I'm afraid so, Your Excellency."

The young staff member said solemnly.

- Five minutes ago, a video that caused panic among countless people swept the world.

It doesn't matter if it's the United States, or if it's somewhere else.

Television and radio have failed.

The flickering snowflakes distort into a blurred image, and the global electronic signal translates the threat declaration to the whole world into different languages and sends it to every corner of the planet.

"I am General Zod, from a distant planet, and I have arrived here through the vast sea of stars because you have hidden one of my kindred, and now I ask you to hand him over. For some reason, he has concealed his existence and has managed to assimilate into your society, he looks like you, but he is not part of yours, and if anyone knows about him, then the fate of your planet is in your hands...... Carl Ayle, do you hear that? You have twenty-four hours to think about, or choose to let the whole world take care of the consequences! ”

People look up and look up at the sky.

Whether it's in a remote town or a bustling metropolis.

Everyone could see a giant spaceship, hovering in orbit like a satellite.

The threatening video that was broadcast around the world was even more shocking than Superman's revealing of his identity.

The news spread in an instant, spreading and setting off an uncontrollable wave of public opinion around the world.

No one knows how the extraterrestrial beings who call themselves "General Zod" forcibly usurped all the bands of signals and translated them into various languages to make a proclamation to the world.

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