I, V, Gotham Legend

"These are used to train our combat skills, but they are still in the experimental stage... By the way, these AR robots are called the Assassin's League, and I also plan to design a very powerful BOSS." Valerie still couldn't forget that her.

Louise nodded as if she understood. She had only seen this scene in movies, but she found it very interesting.

NO45. Routine Superman

"This thing looks very ferocious. Can it kill people?" Louise asked as she looked at the ninjas wielding long swords in a menacing manner.

"From my personal experience, it's not life-threatening to humans," Valerie explained.

This statement is not quite accurate. Valerie is too different and her personal experience is not universal.

Louise hesitated for a moment, then made up her mind and looked at Valerie: "I want to go up and experience it."

"Are you sure? Although it's not life-threatening, injuries are inevitable," Valerie advised.

Of course, Louise didn't really want to do it herself. She glanced at Clark beside her and nodded, "I want to experience it myself, so that I can understand it more intuitively and record it."

"You still want to report this." But after all, it is not an illegal or confidential research. Valerie has no objection to the invention being made public. Maybe it can be sold as a commodity in the future.

"We journalists have to get as close to the truth as possible when reporting the news, but there is a possibility of getting hurt." As she said this, Louise was about to step onto the ring.

At the critical moment, Clark finally got the idea and pulled Louise: "I'm a reporter too, just let me experience it."

"Are you sure? This is my suggestion, just let me do it."

"You still have the injuries you got during the interview a few days ago, right? And how can a lady be allowed to participate in this kind of competition?" Clark simply replied.

Louise showed a look of planned success with her back to Clark, and although she quickly restrained it, Valerie still caught it.

This guy is trying to trick Superman!

Valerie's clever little brain quickly analyzed the situation.

In fact, it was true, but the test subject was not in a hurry to experience it. Lois just wanted to test Clark's physical ability and test whether he was a superman.

The honest Clark couldn't see through Lois's little tricks, but he still chose to cooperate. In fact, he also wanted to reveal his identity inadvertently to see what Lois thought of him.

Both of them pretended to be ignorant even though they knew the truth. Everything was implied. Only Valerie looked confused and didn't quite understand the relationship between the two.

Are they in love with each other? So relationships are really troublesome. Anyway, Miss V wants to stay away from such things as much as possible.

Valerie adjusted the ring and then signaled Clark with her eyes that he could get on.

Clarke made brief eye contact with Valerie and then entered the ring.

"Since you are all weak reporters, I set the difficulty to a very low level... Do you see the glove?"

Valerie pointed to a small stand behind Clark, on which hung a pair of gloves that were clearly too large.

"After you put it on, your strength will increase a lot, and you can blow up those robots with one punch." Valerie hinted that Superman could relax a little.

"It would be troublesome if it breaks, right?" Clark hesitated.

"For me, anything that can be repaired is not a problem," Valerie said confidently.

Clark put on his gloves and turned to face the ninja robots who were ready to attack.

The robots rushed forward screaming. As it was still in the design stage, Valerie did not prepare too many voice packs for the robots. Screaming was all the lines they could shout out.

After the official version is made, Valerie plans to put more trash talk in the robot's voice pack to give the trainees a sense of silent immersion.

Clark looked at the robot rushing towards him. Although its speed was not slow, it was still not fast enough for him.

Clark clenched his gloved fists, but it was difficult to feel whether his strength had changed. However, he did not think that Valerie's technology could enhance his own strength.

This was not contempt, but he was very aware of how exaggerated his own strength was in this world, and he only thought that Valerie's gloves were a cover to hide his identity.

Although he had some plans that would slightly expose his identity, Clark decided to accept Miss V's kindness.

The robot finally rushed in front of him. To ordinary people, these things were so detailed that they were almost indistinguishable from real people, but Clark could clearly see the glowing lights and metal frames on the robots.

He dodged the robot's attacks with clumsy movements, but this was not an acting skill, as he really didn't move when fighting normally.

After dodging to the side of the robot, Clark took a deep breath and pretended to punch hard.

He had tried it many times, and in his day-to-day career as a superman, he had basically determined what kind of output would not be fatal.

Clark thought that display of this degree of strength was enough.

Superman threw a punch with an exaggerated gust of wind, and the robot's waist seemed to be hit by a cannonball. It was knocked off the ground and hit other colleagues who were rushing up from behind.

"So strong!" Louise exclaimed in shock.

"My invention is good enough." Valerie put her hands on her hips.

The robots were piled together, and Superman controlled his strength well enough that they were not smashed too badly.

"This is..." Clark looked at the gloves, feeling a little surprised.

Although he guessed that the gloves would be effective after reducing the force, he did not expect the effect to be so remarkable. The force he just exerted was conservatively estimated to be close to the force he used to move a fishing boat.

"My invention is not just a mechanical device. Even if Superman wears it, it can increase his strength... maybe."

Although Clark obviously let the game go, Valerie still kept the experimental data in mind.

"Can I do it too? Like this?" Louise asked curiously, pointing at the ring.

"Of course, do you want to try it too?" Valerie said, pulling out a few boxing gloves from her pocket.

Louise took the boxing gloves, but instead of climbing onto the ring, she ran excitedly to the sandbag hung by a steel cable and threw a few punches coolly. The sandbag was knocked up high like a windmill.

"I feel like I can be a superhero too!" Louise said excitedly.

Clark had already slowly climbed down from the ring, leaving his gloves there: "Do you want me to compensate you? Those seem to be damaged."

"Not really, it will be fixed in a moment." Valerie said generously.

The laboratory was not very big. A foundation and a small arena basically occupied most of the area. The rest were piled up in corners. If you didn't know, you would think it was garbage.

Louise had put the thought of testing Superman behind her. She took the initiative to come to the pile of junk, and after obtaining Valerie's consent, she happily rummaged through the junk to see if there was anything interesting.

She picked up a robot with only its head connected to its sternum. It didn't look like it was damaged. Louise looked over the robot's body with some curiosity. There was a noticeable protrusion on the robot's waist, which looked like the spiral pattern on the mouth of a beverage bottle.

What is it connecting?

Louise looked into the robot's spidery eyes and felt as if she were staring into its gaze.

NO46. Speed

When the two reporters finished their tour, the street lights were already on, and it was the evening rush hour when the metropolitan residents were getting off work.

The two reporters did not have to work overtime tonight and could go home directly after the interview. However, they lived in different places.

The two originally planned to leave in the same taxi, but when they walked out of the hotel door, Valerie, who was seeing them off, grabbed Clark and gave him a suggestive look.

Louise didn't notice this. She was busy trying to hail a taxi and had already stopped one. She turned around and looked at Clark: "Would you like to get in?"

"Uh... I suddenly remembered something." Clark took out the camera from his pocket and shook it.

"Frontline reporters are really busy. Don't you need my help this time?" Louise understood what Clark meant.

Every front-line reporter has his or her own KPI, and it is extremely rare for them to act together like they did today.

"No need, it's just a small matter... although it's urgent." Clark showed a gentle smile, "Have a good trip, enjoy your peaceful time after get off work."

"I wish you good luck in your work... and you, Miss V, I look forward to seeing you next time." Louise said hello and got into a taxi.

"Goodbye." Valerie also waved goodbye to Louise.

The metropolis is brightly lit even at night, and with the added bonus of being off work, there is heavy traffic, making it a bustling place.

Clark looked at the taxi going away, stopped for a long time, then looked back at Valerie.

"So, what's up, Miss V?"

"No need to add Miss." Valerie thought Superman was still too polite. "Didn't you promise to take me to visit your spaceship?"

"Now?" Clark looked up at the starry night sky.

"Right now, my space station has been stuck for three months. It's urgent now."

Every day when Valerie returned to the laboratory, she would stare blankly at the foundation that had made no progress. Her main task was to build a space station, but since she had no idea what to do, she always went to do other things halfway.

So much so that the space station was still a useless piece of cement, but the robots had built several types, from the Terminator crew cut to a small model of Dr. Zombie.

"Is that foundation of yours really a space station?" Clark asked what he wanted to ask.

Generally speaking, is it really necessary to lay a foundation to build a space station?

"I want to build it like a sky island...Don't worry about it. Just take me to your spaceship quickly!" Valerie urged.

Clark nodded: "If you really have a way to repair the spaceship, it would be a good thing for me."

Superman agreed to take Valerie to his secret base, not only out of trust in V, but also out of trust in his own strength.

What's more, Valerie is a famous hero who defeated the Riddler, and her character is trustworthy.

Despite his basic wariness of strangers, Clark is always willing to believe in the good qualities of human beings.

Seeing that Superman agreed, Valerie nodded excitedly: "Go to the rooftop and wait for me for a while. We should fly over there, right?"

Valerie turned around and went back to the hotel. Clark's spaceship was in the Arctic, which was not a place that could be reached by ordinary means. She might be very high-profile later, so she had to put on some makeup.

After transforming into a classic blue-haired mercenary look on the bathroom sink, Valerie took the elevator back to the large flat on the top floor.

Helena was still sitting on the sofa eating shrimp crackers. When she saw Valerie coming back dressed up, she immediately sat up straight and asked, "Do you have any commission?"

"It's nothing. I'm going out for a while. You should go to bed early." Valerie comforted her.

This time the trip was to fly to the North Pole within one night. She didn't think an ordinary person like Helena could withstand such a speed. She would probably vomit all over the floor. So it was better not to take her with her.

Helena stopped chewing the shrimp crackers and stared blankly at Valerie as she hurried towards the emergency exit.

Since the entire floor was booked by Valerie, she blocked the emergency exit to prevent outsiders from entering. Having said that, you still have to go through here if you want to go to the roof.

After Valerie resealed the door, she walked up the stairs and pushed open the door to the rooftop. The man, who had taken off his glasses and put on a blue battle suit, was already waiting there, with a sunny smile on his face from beginning to end.

"You seem to be in a good mood," Valerie said.

"How do you need me to get you there?" Superman opened his broad arms.

Valerie thought about it, then raised her right hand and pressed her fingers in front of Superman.

Superman was still wondering what Valerie was doing, and then he was shocked to see a completely white hovercraft floating over from out of his sight and slowly landing on the roof.

The jets from the hovercraft blew up Superman's cape, and he had the most shocked expression Valerie had ever seen.

Superman is very confident in his perception abilities, especially as he grows older and gradually masters his abilities, it's like he has a radar around him.

It can be said that if Superman's hearing was not restrained because it was too troublesome, he could explore any corner he wanted to know.

Even so, he had no idea where this hovercraft came from. After gaining control of his own power, this was the first time he encountered a situation where his power was out of control.

"The earth is indeed full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers." Superman was very happy.

While it's true that Valerie is different from other Earthlings, to Superman, the difference isn't that big of a deal, aside from the metal bones.

But now, Valerie has demonstrated abilities that even he doesn't understand, which makes Superman feel more of a sense of belonging to his own kind to some extent.

"I'll just take this car," Valerie said to Superman.

"Flying cars are cool, but can you keep up with me?" This is not sarcasm. The journey to the North Pole is not short. It takes them one night to make a round trip.

"I know what you mean...so thank you for your help." Valerie chuckled.

...

Louise sat in the back seat of the taxi, her head against the window, looking at the scenery outside with a bored expression.

As it was the evening rush hour after get off work and they were in a busy commercial district, they were stuck in traffic as expected.

The traffic policemen who were shuttling between the snail-moving traffic were sweating profusely in February. It was obvious that the huge workload put a lot of pressure on them, but there was no anxious expression on their faces. They must have been used to it.

Louise looked tiredly in the direction of the hotel she was leaving from. She was less than two blocks away from there.

The long traffic jams are so despairing that they even give people the illusion that they will spend the rest of their lives here.

I should have stayed in the hotel longer. I had so much fun that I even forgot about the traffic jam.

I don't know what Clark is doing.

Just as Louise was looking up at the sky boredly, her sharp eyes as a professional reporter suddenly captured an incredible scene.

"That's..." Louise rolled down the car window, stuck her head out and looked at the figure flying in the sky in shock.