Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 464 Disillusionment
“You two have done a fantastic job so far.”

"what?"

Bewildered, Starlight followed behind Barrett. Suddenly hearing her praise, he couldn't help but glance at Superman beside him, somewhat confused: "But we haven't done anything yet."

At this moment, several makeup artists were busy around her, applying delicate light makeup to her. This was not unfamiliar to her, as she had been used to doing these preparations since she was a child when she was auditioning.

Although she didn't like it.

Meanwhile, several makeup artists next to Superman were holding makeup supplies, but they were anxiously pacing around, not knowing where to start.

Does Superman need makeup? At least these experienced makeup artists believe that his face is already perfect enough, and makeup would be superfluous.

“Yes, it’s because you haven’t done anything and said nothing.” Barrett laughed. “So you’re already eight percent ahead of the 18- to 49-year-old Midwesterners and conservative Christians—humility is a wise thing to do.”

"But I didn't intentionally try to portray this feeling to promote myself."

"Yes, that's why we like you."

Clark politely thanked the makeup artists who were applying makeup to thin air and gestured for them to leave. Hearing Barrett's words, he turned to look at her.

Her heart didn't race; she was telling the truth.

But Clark's super brain kicked in at this moment. He knew that Barrett's real meaning was not "We like you because you are humble," but rather "We like you because your humility can gain more support from people."

He understood the difference.

Barrett added, "Are you ready for a change in your destiny?"

Starlight took a deep breath with excitement.

"take it easy."

Clark's voice came from beside her. Starlight couldn't help but look at his face, only to find that he wasn't nervous at all, comforting her as if they were having a casual chat.

"Thank you."

Starlight breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed. She thought to herself, "Superman always has a reassuring power about him."

The two heard a man's voice coming from the stage.

"Here, I'd like to introduce two very special people. In fact, I can't wait to work with them."

"Please welcome our newest member of today's Heroes Eight – Starlight, Superman."

Applause and cheers erupted like a tidal wave.

Under the blinding flash of the lights, Starlight and Superman walked onto the stage.

At this moment, she didn't know how to deal with this situation. One of the Seven Heroes, her idol from her student days, Deep Sea, was standing next to her, and she was standing on the Vought Corporation's stage, with the cheers from the audience almost lifting the roof off.

She felt dizzy again.

Superman, meanwhile, looked towards the deep sea.

This is a man with a kind face, black hair and black eyes, and a well-groomed beard. If he wore a suit, he would look like a successful white-collar man.

However, he was wearing a green hero uniform at the moment, the texture of which looked somewhat like fish scales, making him appear lean and light.

"Old Ma seems to have said that his ability is to communicate with fish, and he is also very agile in the water."

Superman thought, "He also mentioned the name 'Arthur,' but I've never heard of him."

"what?"

Superman's X-ray vision penetrated the body in the deep sea, and he discovered that the other's body structure was somewhat unusual, different from that of humans.

"Did his abilities cause his organs and appearance to mutate together? Or did the mutation of his body lead him to gain these abilities?"

"It was a shareholders' meeting that didn't offer any real substance. It was nothing more than hyping up Vought's Heroes business, and it sounded a lot like a sales pitch."

Ma Zhaodi listlessly put away his phone.

"We didn't get anything useful from Walter's side, except for a vice president of the Heroes Department and a talent manager."

"I wonder if Clark got anything out of it. There seem to be quite a lot of people cheering for him at the scene." Ma Zhaodi then opened the news from yesterday about Superman subduing the robbers and saving the armored truck. By this time, the video had been viewed a staggering tens of millions of times.

"Superman is still Superman, no matter which world he's in. With that level of fame and support, he should have a certain amount of influence within Vought International."

Ma Zhaodi was right.

"Put your pants on properly, and please be more polite to Starlight from now on."

In the Hall of Heroes at Vought Building, Clark stood before Starlight and calmly addressed Deep Sea: “We are superheroes, and you almost tarnished that word.”

Deep Sea's face showed a mixture of anger and embarrassment: "You're just a newbie, how dare you lecture me?"

That's right, on his very first day at the company, Superman was already lecturing the Deep Sea.

Starlight was standing behind Superman, her eyes glistening with tears.

Her dream was shattered.

In just five minutes, her dream was shattered—five minutes earlier, she had just stepped out of the elevator with Superman and the Deep Sea.

“We have two Earth Observation 4 satellites in Earth orbit, at an altitude of 600,000 meters, which can directly see car license plates.”

Shenhai smiled and led the two into the Hall of Heroes, where there were electronic screens, a huge round table, seven seats, and an oil painting of the seven heroes on the dome.
Magnificent and splendid, beyond imagination.

Starlight was indeed shocked and delighted.

“I even used to work with a police scanner that I bought on Taobao.”

You don't need it anymore.

At this point, Deep Sea suddenly looked at Superman.

“Clark, there should have been eight seats here, but the staff must have made a mistake—could you go to Barrett and ask her to arrange it immediately? Or tomorrow is fine too, don’t forget to add a seat.”

Clark glanced at the deep sea, his face still bearing that kind, amiable smile of a senior.

"it is good."

Clark disappeared outside the door, while Deepsea went to the table and used the remote control to close the door.

"Want to sit in this seat and have some fun?" he said to Starlight with a smile. "Nobody will know."

"This is from Homeland? No, no."

Starlight's breathing was somewhat disordered.

"Ha, you're a fan of his? I bet you have a poster of him in your room."

"No, he's too perfect, he seems a bit out of reach."

Starlight replied, "Actually, I have a poster of you."

"mine?"

"Yes, I was madly in love with you back then. Is it too abrupt to say that?"

“How could that be?” Deep Sea’s voice was accompanied by the soft rustling of clothes: “I am flattered.”

Somewhat puzzled, Xingguang turned her head and looked over, only to see a scene that horrified her.

His former idol, Deep Sea, one of the seven superheroes, had taken off his pants and was masturbating in front of him.

From surprise, to fear, to panic, to anger.

The disillusionment happened in just five minutes.

Starlight walked toward the door with a gloomy expression, but then the voice of the Deep Sea rang out again.

"Don't you want to join the Group of Seven anymore?"

(End of this chapter)