American comic book red Superman

This is all true. Don't be fooled by Yama's smiling face. If someone doesn't have enough strength to trespass into the underworld, not to mention Ox-Head and Horse-Face, thousands or even tens of thousands of underworld soldiers could overwhelm them. The underworld has no shortage of cannon fodder. They have collected countless spirits from multiple universes, so there are plenty of underworld soldiers and cannon fodder.

"I"

Hua Xin hesitated.

How do we know if what you're saying is true or false?

The Green Snake, who had been silent and lost in thought, snapped out of it and said something.

"Believe it or not, I've explained everything I needed to. Besides, do you think I had any reason to lie?"

Luo Wei finished his tea in one gulp, stood up, and patted the green snake on the head. "Little girl, go home early."

After saying that, he disappeared from the room without looking back.

"Sister Xiaohua, do you believe him?"

Green Snake covered the spot where Superman had slapped her. The slap wasn't too hard, but it was incredibly humiliating. It was a pity she couldn't keep up with Superman's speed, otherwise she would definitely have slapped him back.

"letter."

Hua Xin remained silent for a moment before answering.

"Sister Xiaohua, do we need to ask Superman again?"

The green snake rubbed its belly, its eyes reddened with tears from a yawn, its face clearly saying, "I'm hungry."

"No need, thank you for your trouble. You should go back now."

Hua Xin dismissed the Green Snake and chose to return to the headquarters.

As Superman said, he really had no need to lie because he had super hypnosis and could have easily altered the memories of both of them, but he didn't do that. In addition, Superman had no need to go against the Self-Improvement Department. Everything the other party did from beginning to end was actually on the right side, and they did nothing threatening. The extremely high approval rating he received from the public was enough to prove this point.

Or perhaps, after experiencing so much, Hua Xin's mindset has gradually shifted from distrusting Superman to trusting him.

Just like when Hua Xin went to Japan to participate in a mission, she breathed a sigh of relief when she learned that Superman was also there, because she felt that the mission was guaranteed.

Because Superman can always solve problems.

[PS: First, fix the bug in the Self-Improvement Department's rules. Otherwise, it just doesn't seem right that they ignore Superman taking the door knocker and token.]

Chapter 66, Part 65: Superman's American Journey (Part 3)

The end of the first year of high school is fast approaching, and the year is drawing to a close. The weather is getting colder in December, and it's been almost half a year since Superman appeared. Green Vine City, as the first city where Superman appeared, has posters about Superman plastered all over the streets and alleys. Many people come here just to see Superman up close. Some cunning people have also seized the business opportunity and registered Superman-related products, starting to sell Superman figurines. They are selling quite well, and you can often see Superman figurines on the street or in the school.

However, Luo Wei felt something was off, mainly because the Superman figure was made very realistically.

"Old Luo, isn't he cool? I just bought this Superman figurine yesterday."

As a huge Superman fan, Wang Zikai naturally bought one as well. As soon as get out of class ended, he sat next to Luo Wei and posed the figure in a Superman-style landing pose.

"It looks very realistic."

Luo Wei looked at it and said.

"You know, Superman lands like that all the time, doesn't his knees get worn out? After all, landing like that is very unscientific, from a biological point of view."

A classmate next to me couldn't help but say something.

"Get out of here. Superman can fly too. From a biological point of view, who can fly? Do you really think Superman is as weak as you?"

Wang Zikai interrupted him, saying with a disdainful look.

"Right, Lao Luo?"

He then looked at Luo Wei, his expression slightly taken aback. He held up the figurine in his hand, placed it parallel to Luo Wei's face, and compared them for a few moments before saying, "Damn, Luo Wei, I suddenly realized that you look a lot like Superman."

"Really? I'll be a superman someday, thanks for your kind words."

Luo Wei touched his face. His facial features were exactly the same as the figurine, which was why Wang Zikai had this illusion. However, he didn't care at all. There are plenty of people in the world who look alike.

"If you ever make a movie, you'd definitely be good at playing Superman."

Wang Zikai said with a smile.

Suddenly, a classmate walked in through the back door and called out, "Luo Wei, the teacher wants to see you in the office."

"Ah."

Luo Wei and Wang Zikai exchanged a few jokes before heading to the office. When they arrived, there were several unfamiliar students there, and a middle-aged man in a white shirt, wearing glasses and exuding a gentle and refined air, was sitting on the sofa.

"This is Luo Wei, the last contestant."

The old teacher pointed at Luo Wei and said to the middle-aged man.

He then introduced Luo Wei: "Luo Wei, this is Director Huang, the teacher in charge of taking you to the United States to participate in the competition."

"Isn't the competition during winter break?"

Lowe remembered that he had agreed to participate in the competition, but the competition was during winter break, and he thought he would have to wait until next year.

"Here's the thing, we didn't have time to inform you. The organizers changed the date, and it's now temporarily moved to the 9th of this month, which is a week from now."

Director Huang explained, "You will be participating in a competition in a week, but don't worry, you don't need to take the final exams."

Hearing this, the other students in the office were quite happy.

Luo Wei simply nodded. He hadn't expected the trip to America to be brought forward. That place was not the America of his previous life.

Moreover, the competition venue they were going to participate in was in the Metropolis. Although the Metropolis was not as dark as Gotham, it was not lacking in psychopaths who caused chaos.

However, since things had come to this point, Luo Wei...

There was no rejection either.

A week later.

Luo Wei boarded a plane arranged by the school, which was actually just an ordinary passenger plane. The school helped him book the tickets. He was not only a student from No. 3 Middle School, but also students from other schools.

When boarding the plane, only a few seemed excited, while most remained relatively calm. This is because most students who can participate in the competition come from well-off families. While it is possible for children from poor families to achieve great things, it is even more common for children from wealthy families to succeed, as it represents the efforts of three generations.

The flight from China to the United States took about fourteen or fifteen hours, and it didn't arrive in Metropolis until the next day. However, while it was dark in China, it was broad daylight in Metropolis, with bright sunshine and not a cloud in the sky.

"Isn't everyone saying that the air quality in the US is good? Why does it smell similar to that in China?"

After getting off the plane, Luo Wei and his group, carrying their suitcases, walked out of the airport one after another. A young teacher wearing square-framed glasses took a deep breath and said with a teasing and playful look in his eyes.

"Xiao Chen, you talk too much nonsense. Hurry up and take the students to the hotel by bus."

Director Huang patted him on the shoulder.

"I thought they had private cars. Look, everyone has private cars to pick them up."

Chen Kaile raised an eyebrow, pointed to people from another school not far away, got into a minivan, and drove away.

"If you pay, I'll do it."

Director Huang said in a cold voice.

"Our school leaders get to fly in nice planes, but the principal is nowhere to be seen."

Chen Kaile muttered to himself as he led the students onto the bus. Fortunately, the bus was going to the airport, and many passengers got off, leaving empty seats for Luo Wei and his group.

"Everyone should sit near the door so that it's easier to escape if something happens."

Chen Kaile smiled and was the first to sit down on the chair by the door.

"Xiao Chen, I really want to punch you. Can you please stop being so unlucky?"

Director Huang was furious.

Luo Wei found a window seat at the back. The weather in the metropolis was nice, but the North American sun made no difference to his skin.

Soon the bus was full, with many passengers still standing. Only then did the bus driver start the vehicle and head towards the city center.

The sponsor for this event is Metropolitan to Lex Group, so the accommodations arranged are in a downtown hotel. It has to be said that Lex Group is very generous, providing first-class food, drinks, and lodging. This is actually normal, because another reason why Lex Group is willing to sponsor the competition is that they also hope to find some talent in the competition and recruit and cultivate them. After all, this is an international competition, and there will be no shortage of talent.

On the way, Director Huang glanced at Chen Kaile with his eyes.

Chen Kaile understood and reluctantly stood up, walking to each classmate and whispering reminders, "Keep your phones and wallets safe. It's not very safe here. Also, once you get off the bus, don't wander around. Metropolis isn't Green Vine City. This place is dangerous."

Chen Kaile kept giving instructions, one after another. There was one reason for his impatience: he had said these things before boarding the plane, when he was full of enthusiasm, then he said them again after boarding the plane, then he said them again after getting off the plane, and now he was forced to say them again after getting on the bus.

He gave instructions row by row, mainly about not making loud noises on the bus. Luo Wei was the last to be instructed because he was sitting in the last row.

"Hey kid, why are you sitting so back? You'll be in trouble later."

"It's not easy to escape once the deed is done."

Chen Kaile was as talkative as ever; young people just love to spout nonsense. However, he stopped midway through his sentence when he heard Director Huang cough lightly.

Continue by saying, "Keep your mobile wallet safe."

"Teacher Chen, please sit down."

As Chen Kaile continued speaking, Luo Wei suddenly pushed him down onto an empty chair next to him. The force wasn't great, but he hadn't expected that Teacher Chen was so thin and weak, so he plopped down on the chair.

boom!

My buttocks were hit directly by a car.

"Hiss, Rowe, what are you doing?"

Chen Kaile was displeased.

Boom!

As they were talking, a runaway van suddenly appeared at the intersection in front of the bus. The van swerved and crashed into the bus. The driver didn't have time to brake and crashed into it. Both vehicles were traveling at 30 or 40 miles per hour. When they collided, the passengers standing inside the bus were thrown out and slammed to the ground.

Even passengers sitting in chairs couldn't help themselves, banging their heads against the chairs, creating visible red bumps.

The cars following behind the bus were caught off guard and a series of rear-end collisions occurred, with screams filling the streets.

"Fake!"

"My God, what happened?!"

Inside the bus, the passengers, still shaken, looked up at the van whose hood had been blown open, billowing thick black smoke.

"Damn shit!"

The driver was also furious. He had paid for the car himself. He unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the door, and got out, cursing all the while.

But he hadn't taken more than a few steps when he immediately stood still and raised his hands.

Several thugs got out of the van, each carrying a large, bulging bag, clearly indicating they had just stolen something.