American comic book red Superman

The two arrived above a golden sugarcane field. Outside Green Vine City, many areas remained undeveloped, so the locals mostly relied on agriculture for their livelihood. Along the national highway, one could often see vast rice paddies, orchards, or sugarcane trees. Now they had arrived at such a place. Looking out, a straight national highway was lined with a sea of ​​golden sugarcane fields. However, this sugarcane field was engulfed in flames. Autumn was the harvest season, and the sugarcane was already ripe. With the evening wind blowing, the fire was spreading outwards at a visible speed.

"Quickly, fill up the water! Hurry!"

"What are you doing, fill in the water? Hurry up and pull the water pipe!"

"My sugarcane harvest is all gone!"

Below, farmers near the sugarcane field all carried buckets and pulled water pipes, desperately rushing towards the burning sugarcane field. However, the fierce fire and the high temperature that distorted the air made everyone hesitate and unable to get close. The mature sugarcane leaves were dry, and once they burned, the fire could not be suppressed at all. Thick black smoke billowed, like a hideous skull blocking the moonlight.

"It's all over."

A middle-aged man stood in front of the fire, feeling the heat wave wash over him. He stared blankly at the sugarcane field, which was already half-burned. His legs went weak, his fingers trembled, and he almost fell to the ground.

There was no sound of fire around them, but their reddened eyes and the tears welling up in their eyes betrayed their true feelings. Everyone knew that once the dry sugarcane field caught fire, everything would be over!

"Stay away, there's still hope."

Suddenly, two figures fell from the sky behind everyone, landing steadily and kicking up dust that drifted away, drawing everyone's attention. The one who spoke was Luo Wei, who had just arrived. The intense flames swayed in the wind, casting shadows on his sculpted face, but they could not obscure his resolute, bright eyes.

"How to save?"

Qingyi took a breath and was stunned when she heard this.

Have you ever heard of a breath that can extinguish a star?

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Chapter 28: It's going to snow soon!

Under the blazing firelight, Luo Wei's deep, bright eyes reflected the flames, appearing resolute and spirited, as if victory was assured, which reassured people. The surrounding group of haggard-looking farmers, upon hearing his words, all turned their gazes to him, and some of them recognized him.

An elderly man wiped away tears from the corners of his eyes, his weathered and haggard face filled with surprise. "You...you're that Superman from Green Vine City!"

"Young man, do you have a way to put out the fire?!"

"Uncle asked in a trembling voice."

"Yes, you guys."

Just as Luo Wei opened his mouth, his uncle suddenly grabbed him as if he were grasping at a straw, and knelt down on the ground with a thud. The sorrow that had been suppressed in his heart was released like a dam collapsing, and tears streamed down his face.

"Uncle and Aunt, please help us!"

"The whole village depends on this sugarcane field for their livelihood!"

An older woman standing nearby pulled the others to kneel down as well.

"Don't do this, please get up first."

Luo Wei was somewhat at a loss, as this was the first time he had encountered such a situation. He grabbed his uncle and aunt with each hand and pulled them back. In the light of the raging fire, their faces were all wet with tears, and their eyes were filled with helplessness. The sudden fire filled them with fear, fearing that a whole year's hard work would be destroyed in an instant.

"You all get up and leave here first. There are too many people and I can't do my job properly."

Luo Wei quickly gave a wink to the woman in green beside him.

"Yes, let's get away from here first. There are too many people and it's hard for Superman to perform well. Besides, if we delay any longer, the sugarcane field will be burned down."

Qingyi's words immediately made everyone stand up, wipe away their tears, and move towards the road behind them. The sugarcane field was burning more and more fiercely, with terrifying heat waves raging and thick black smoke spreading to this area. The sugarcane branches and leaves, after being burned, would form tiny particles that would also drift in with the wind, and the air was filled with the smell of burning. Ordinary people could easily suffocate in such an environment. According to reliable fire reports, the vast majority of people who die from suffocation in fires are asymptomatic.

"call"

The group had barely caught their breath at the roadside when red and blue lights began flashing in the distance, and a police siren blared in their ears.

"The fire department has arrived!"

"They really are the fire department!"

The sirens were coming from several fire trucks. To prevent such emergencies, the fire station is very close to the sugarcane field; the fire department arrived within minutes of the alarm being raised. This speed is fast enough by global standards, but Superman is even faster than the fire department.

"Should we call Superman back? The fire is so big, it's too dangerous."

At this moment, the uncles and aunts remembered Superman and looked in the direction of the raging fire. They found that the tall figure was already hovering above the fire. Instead of putting out the fire, he shot out crimson beams of light from his eyes and swept deep trenches around the fire to form a firewall, preventing the fire from spreading. However, this was only temporary. The burning sugarcane leaves would be blown away by the wind, and if any sparks landed in other dry areas, they would still cause a wildfire.

A moment later, the fire truck arrived at the farmer's place. Seeing this, Qingyi secretly slipped away from the side. He had a special status and didn't like to get entangled with officials. Several groups of people got off the fire truck.

One of them was also followed by

One of the reporters accompanying the team got out of the car and stared at the familiar figure on the fire, stunned. "What's Superman doing here?"

"Superman said he could put out the fire."

An elderly farmer standing nearby offered a reminder.

What is he going to do?

The reporter was puzzled.

"How could he possibly put out the fire by himself? Judging from the current situation, the burned area is too large. The only thing that can be done is to use ditches to stop the fire from spreading. It is already incredible that Superman could do this by himself."

The fire chief, carrying a shovel, originally planned to lead his men to dig the ditch, but he didn't expect that Superman would complete such a large amount of work in just a few seconds.

For a veteran firefighter, his heart was filled with emotion. He had encountered cases of forest fires in the Northwest before. At that time, the fire brigade worked desperately to dig ditches to try to contain the spread of the fire, digging almost day and night. However, now Superman only glanced at the case and completed a case that was worth a whole night.

"Captain, the fire truck can't get in; we can only wait for helicopter rescue."

"That's what the teammate next to me said."

"It's alright, the fire has been contained, and the situation is relatively optimistic."

As the fire chief was speaking, Superman, standing atop the distant flames, made an unbelievable move: he leaned back slightly and then suddenly leaned forward.

Whoosh——

The next second, a gust of wind suddenly swept up in front of Superman. The wind was incredibly fierce, sweeping across the earth and stirring up endless dust and mist. Everyone standing a hundred meters away could clearly feel the biting wind raging.

"Wait a minute, what is Superman doing?!"

The fire chief's expression changed drastically. Braving the strong wind, he looked up and saw that the fierce wind was making the fire even more intense, and it was even beginning to show signs of spreading outwards!

This scene caused all the experienced firefighters present to look grave. "Is he going to use the wind to put out the fire?"

By creating airflow to lower the air temperature and reduce the ambient temperature below the ignition point, the elements necessary for combustion are destroyed, thus extinguishing the fire. Firefighters also use this method, employing wind-powered fire extinguishers to create strong airflow that carries away heat from the fire, lowering the temperature of the fire and achieving rapid cooling and extinguishing.

However, wind-powered fire extinguishers cannot be used indiscriminately; they need to be used in different situations. The fire is currently burning an autumn sugarcane field, where most of the branches and leaves are withered and dry. Wind is very likely to make the fire worse, and the flying sparks will only make the fire worse.

"Captain, we have to make him stop!"

One of the team members felt the fire getting bigger and bigger. Now, no one was shocked by the superhuman lung capacity and his terrifying respiratory system. They were more worried that the fire would spread to other fields!

"Zhang Ji, give me the megaphone."

The captain looked at the reporter next to him and shouted.

In a flurry, reporter Zhang held his camera in one hand and reached for the megaphone with the other, handing it to him. He couldn't hide the fervor in his eyes. He had thought tonight would just be an ordinary fire, but he never expected to encounter a superman, let alone a superman who "made a mistake."

There's absolutely no dirt on Superman right now. Countless people want to dig up dirt on him, but they can't even get a picture of Superman's face or a full-body shot. However, now reporter Zhang...

Not only was he able to capture Superman's moment, but he also clearly recorded this foolish act. This would undoubtedly make Zhang's article the headline of every major news section tomorrow.

"Superman, stop right now!"

The captain shouted, his face flushed red from the flames, "Stop! Doing this will only make the fire more out of control!"

But in the distance, Superman in the sky remained oblivious, paying no heed whatsoever. Moreover, with the acceleration of the airflow, the thick smoke above the blazing fire was blown into visible white torrents that swept towards this side, and the flames, blown by the wind, crawled toward the unburned areas like demonic claws.

"Captain, what should we do now?"

The team member asked anxiously.

"how could I know"

The captain didn't know what to do either. He couldn't persuade Superman, and he guessed that few people could either. The only thing he could do now was to urge the rescue helicopter to arrive at the scene as soon as possible.

The surrounding farmers, mostly elderly and not highly educated, listened to the firefighters' explanation and understood that they thought Superman's actions were inappropriate and would only cause the fire to spread further. Their faces were filled with anxiety as they began shouting for Luo Wei to stop, but received no response.

However, just as they were getting anxious, a few people noticed something was wrong. They reached out and touched the air, and the airflow brushed against their palms, feeling cool and icy cold.

"Wait, this wind seems a bit chilly."

"It's so cold, it looks like it's about to snow."

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Chapter 29: The Red Son!

Under the cover of darkness, a raging fire burned fiercely, thick black smoke and scorching heat waves lashed at the face, the air was scorching and distorted, and the flames stretched to the heavens like a line of fire blooming between heaven and earth. Even the moon was dyed crimson. The towering figure of Superman hovered above the sea of ​​fire, his breath howling the wind. The sea of ​​fire shook violently, and one could vaguely see ferocious demons trying to drag him into the abyss of fire.

Outside the fire, the group felt the smoke rushing towards them with the strong wind. Their previous panic had disappeared, replaced by shock, because what was rushing in was not the heat of the fire, but a cool breeze. The breeze gradually became icy, causing the group, whose faces were illuminated by candlelight, to shiver involuntarily.

It's a cold wind.

"Superman breathes out a cold wind, not an ordinary wind!"

It was someone who shouted excitedly.

These words spoke for everyone present. Those who had previously shielded their faces from the fierce wind now forced themselves to look towards the sea of ​​fire, feeling the long-lost coolness. The biting wind now brought a sense of peace. Even more reassuring was the tall figure above the flames. His breath swirled rapidly, the hot and cold air mingling to form a thin white mist that spread and covered the raging fire. Patches of flame were extinguished, and the sky-high fire gradually dimmed. Darkness slowly descended, but it also allowed everyone present to exhale the breath that had been stuck in their throats, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief. The raging fire was being extinguished, and the blood moon in the deep sky was also dissipating.

"I didn't expect it to be such a cold wind. The fire is about to be extinguished. All we need to do is lower the ignition point, and then the sugarcane field will be less likely to catch fire."

The fire chief was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses. Wearing goggles, he didn't squint and could clearly see the particles of ash brought by the cold wind, as well as some branches and leaves that hadn't been completely burned. He reached out and grabbed a few leaves, which were icy cold in his hands.

He covered the cold, withered leaves with his hands, pointed to the leaves on the ground, and said in a trembling voice, "You can feel how cold the leaves are."

"How. How is it possible?"

Reporter Zhang was setting up his camera when he heard this. He bent down and picked up a leaf, his face instantly filled with shock. He picked up a few more leaves, some of which were still warm, but most of them were ice cold.

"Brothers"

"Look, look at the sky! It's really snowing this time!"

A firefighter looked up into the deep sky, spreading his palm to feel the falling crystals—snowflakes.

Everyone else around them did the same thing without prior arrangement. It really started snowing. The thin clouds in the sky were blown away by the cold wind and began to crystallize and fall. It was unclear whether the snow was falling heavier and heavier or whether it was debris flying in from the fire. For a moment, the entire field was immersed in the white snow falling all over the sky. The sight of the heavy snow made people forget that the fire had been extinguished and everything returned to calm and darkness.

Reporter Zhang was completely stunned. He gripped his camera and focused the lens on the distant figure in the moonlight amidst the snowflakes. He wondered if it was the vast expanse of snow that made him look so majestic. The swaying red cloak seemed to reassure him, like a bright red national flag in a fluttering wave.

[The God Among Mortals, the Red Son]

This is a sentence written by renowned media personality Zhang Ji for Superman early this morning. A fire broke out in a sugarcane field in Longtan Town early this morning, but fortunately Superman arrived in time.

It appeared, but wasn't allowed.