69novels Chapter 193
Chapter 193
During this time, to Karl's great surprise, nothing major really happened.
There aren't any planet-level catastrophes in the universe, and there aren't any supervillains on Earth who come out to cause trouble, and even those superhumans have a slightly reduced number of daily jobs.
It seems that there is some strange law in the dark:
When superheroes are busy with something specific and cannot get away to manage other cases for the time being, those cases that should have appeared will consciously decrease.
Karl smiled at his imagination, but didn't think about whether his vision was real or not.
The half-month of leisure is not a kind of rest for him at all, because to a certain extent, he himself is willing to admit that he loves Superman's work and even relies on it.
The free time has become very boring, especially since Carl has no other hobbies, the extra time has become very difficult.
With too much time, Carl often harassed Tony and Lex with phone calls and text messages, asking about their work progress, and talking nonsense with them. Of course, most of the time, Carl was more willing to chat with Lex.
Talking to Lex was fun.
Because Lex can't help but mention or hint at Superman when he speaks.
Combined with what Carl knew of Lex, he was sure that the references and insinuations were almost unconscious to Lex.
Everything about Superman gets Lex's attention, and the guy can maintain his cool and sane most of the time, but when it comes to Superman, he can't control himself.
Whether it's love or hate - mostly hate - Superman has him completely.
"Why are you doing this? I mean, you're giving Superman too much attention, Lexie, and I feel like you're being consumed by him."
Carl mentioned this on the video call, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with his inquiry, after all he was Carl.Al, he has the privilege of speaking freely in front of Lex, he can say forbidden topics, and he can also ask dangerous things.
Those dangerous enough to go deep into Lex.Problems with the Luther core.
"...I can understand that you don't like me paying attention to him, honey." Lex thought for a while before answering, "but don't worry, honey, no matter how much I pay attention to him, you are... unique. Your attention and my attention to you are not the same thing."
"It's like you're not attracted to him," Carl said. He was really just himself in front of Lex, and maybe he was too presumptuous at times. "I don't think you're treating him properly. You don't realize Come on? You sometimes seem too infatuated with him, as you are with me."
"You have no evidence for your accusation against me." Lex's tone was extremely calm, "I pay attention to Superman only because an earthling is wary of aliens, an ordinary person is wary of superpowers, and a city manager Be wary of intruders. Don't think too much, dear."
No matter what Carl says, no matter how dangerous the language, Lex responds impeccably.
However, he still occasionally speaks the truth. During the time when Carl does not take the initiative to mention or ask deliberately, when their conversations are relaxed and flat, and even a little stupid and time-wasting, those thoughts about Superman come from his few words. Leaked out, true and frank.
Early in the morning, he saw Superman stop a shooting case on the road. The rescued middle-aged man stumbled and supported Superman's arm. His face was dripping with cold sweat and his face was distorted. It was in great contrast to Superman's handsomeness and stability.
He took the initiative to call Carl that day.
"...hope, we've lost hope, honey. People stop fighting and fighting because they don't have to do anything to be saved, they just have to scream and cry when disaster strikes and a savior will come down from the sky ...He does not cover his face, creating an illusion of being naked, but in reality? He knows very well in his heart that he is very different from humans, and he never really takes humans into his heart."
Carl is on his way to another car accident.
To Lex's speech, he didn't refute loudly, but he didn't pretend to agree either.
"Maybe you're right," he said, his voice still high in the air, his voice still calm and powerful, "except for that last line. I think he still has humans on his mind, but he doesn't think he needs to. Talking to people. Talking to too many people is a dangerous thing, I guess...it's just for self-preservation."
"He's strong enough!" Lex said, almost growling, "He's strong enough, at least physically—your words gave me a good idea, honey, maybe this is a research direction, spiritually , he is destructible."
"It's a pleasure to be of help to you," Carl said.
"You don't sound like you're going to object to what I'm doing." Lex's voice returned to his usual moody tone, "I thought you'd have a certain opinion of a 'nice guy', 'big scout' like him. - Favor?"
"Oh Lexi."
Carl smiled slightly.
He began to fall rapidly, the speed was countless times faster than the fastest bullet in the world, the air around him solidified and was shattered by him, and he was not worried at all that Lex would hear the clue.
A truck that braked out of control was about to crash into a school bus full of elementary school students. He heard the desperate cry of the truck driver and the rattling teeth of the school bus driver because of nervousness. He heard the screams of children in the shaking car. Call.
And that immature cry full of trust.
"Superman! Superman!"
He rushed over, picked up the truck at the critical moment, and flew into the sky.
"About Superman—Lexie, he's young," he murmured, and amid cheers and applause, he dismantled the van cleanly, setting the stunned driver aside.
Then, very rarely, he didn't turn around and leave immediately, but stretched out his hand in mid-air, wiping the tears from the cheeks of the little girl by the window.
"He's too young." There was a sigh in Carl's voice, "so don't be too lenient with him."
After a few days, Lex wanted to say something to Carl again.
When the call was connected, Superman was hovering on the roof of the Century Building. A young girl was sitting on the edge of the building, staring blankly at her feet, turning a blind eye to Superman who was close at hand.
A man who attempted suicide.
"You're in danger, you cry for help, you know he'll get there in time, and he does... We all know he can't do it forever, and maybe taking a hit on his reputation from that aspect is a way to break him." way, but I'm not sure, because he doesn't care about humans in essence, he doesn't communicate with people, and he doesn't reveal any information about himself, and the people know nothing about him except that he helps people in danger..."
"...and ignorance is the most dangerous thing, and ignorance breeds fear. Weird, I don't see Superman being stupid, why would he do that? Why doesn't he open himself up a bit more, given that he's already In this way... to pay for mankind?"
"Maybe he's creating fans for you."
"Very interesting," said Lex. "I'm sure he's not ignorant of what I'm doing, but I can't think of any convincing reason for your opinion."
"Maybe seeing you confused is his way of entertaining."
"It's not funny, Honey."
"...Maybe you should ask him yourself, next time we meet," Carl had to say, "but I stand by my opinion."
Superman hovered on the roof of the Century Building for three full days. The sun rose and set, and the clouds gathered and dispersed. Three days later, the woman finally looked up at him, her pupils were bloodshot, "Superman."
Her voice was extremely weak, like a bonfire that was about to burn out.
"Hi, ma'am," said Superman.
"Why are you here? What do you want to do? Leave me alone, these three days are enough for you to do a lot of things, and there are many disasters waiting for you to rescue... Don't waste time on me, don't try to persuade me .”
"I thought you needed a conversation, so I'm here waiting for you," replied Superman. "I'm not wasting any time waiting here, and I'm not trying to convince anyone."
"...I never jumped, not because I didn't make up my mind, but because I knew if I did, you would catch me and hand me over to the police," she said, "Fly away , you hero. You're a good guy, show kindness and leave me alone. I know what I'm doing."
"Maybe you'd like to tell me what you're doing."
"I'm trying to end my life."
"Why are you doing this?"
"You have too many questions. Are you a reporter, Superman?"
"Unfortunately, I'm afraid I am not."
"...if you can promise me that you won't stop me from jumping if I tell you why I'm taking my life, then I'd like to talk to you," she said, clearly realizing she couldn't be more Superman was more patient, "Can you keep your word?"
"Yes, ma'am."
She was silent for a while, pinning her long messy hair behind her ears.
"Six months ago, I lost my job because the company I was working for was maliciously acquired, my credit card and student loans have not been paid off, and my rent is due in one month... Life is like a nightmare, but until here So far I can take it, it's not some kind of Depression, I can find a new job."
"I did get a new job and a new relationship, an office romance, stupid, I know, I didn't know anything about him when we were together, I was new and no one would offer to help me, he asked I helped, and I became obsessed with him, he was so handsome, rich, and personable, and I swooned over him. Four months ago, I was pregnant."
Superman's eyes focused on her belly.
Abortion is not allowed in this country.That means her baby is still there.
"Are you seeing through me?" she said. "We both know you can see through."
"No, ma'am, that would be rude."
"Now you have permission," she said, "tell me, tell me if it's a boy or a girl."
"Your story is not over yet."
"...That's good. It's good to know nothing." She didn't bother, "I was deceived by him, Superman, he already has a wife and daughter, but they are all abroad. Because it is an office romance, our relationship is kept secret Yes, no one knew about our relationship, I told him the good news, and he immediately used his relationship to fire me... I never found a suitable job again, he has some authority in this line, and I am not good enough to make People ignored his warnings."
"I guess I'm one of the unluckiest people in the world, Superman." She continued, "Three months ago, my father died of illness, and a month ago, my mother had Alzheimer's and a stroke. symptom."
"Maybe I'm too cowardly, but I don't see any hope in my life."
Superman hovered, speechless.
"...You don't refute?"