Zuo Qingcang's brows furrowed slightly. The development of the incident had changed slightly from what he had originally imagined.
Firstly, the instability of the transmission of quantum states had caused a large amount of damage to the classical information, causing Clark to awaken 12 years later in the other world.
It was also due to the damage to the information that Clark had not been able to completely accept his experience. He had lost a part of his mental attacks, such as hypnosis and hallucinations.
Secondly, Clark's current actions seemed to have gone slightly out of control.
Zuo Qingcang laughed coldly. "Interesting." He looked at his palms and said calmly, "You guys took action faster than I expected. That's good too. Let's use this world and this person as the battlefield."
He closed his eyes completely, and countless information mixed with hints of green radiance was transmitted from his palms to the other side of the world.
…
Clark floated quietly in the sky above the White House. His eyes looked in the direction of the moon in the sky. Right now, he could even clearly see the many craters and canyons on the surface of the moon.
His ears trembled slightly, and the Qi of True Origin in the air transmitted even the slightest waves into his ears. This allowed him to clearly hear every single sound in the entire White House, regardless of whether it was on the ground or underground.
In the Pentagon, which was three kilometers away, a groundbreaking meeting was underway.
Countless people in power in the entire country had been sent here overnight. Over ten of the most outstanding physicists, biologists, and sociologists had been sent to the Pentagon by the FBI.
Weapons experts, elite soldiers, other than various experts, professors, and politicians, even the creator of the virtual image of Superman, the upper echelons of America's DC Comics, artists, editors, and so on had been invited to the meeting room.
The current Secretary of Defense of the United States, William Cohen, was frowning as he looked at the comic book in his hands. It was the latest issue of Superman comics.
He raised his head and asked the aide beside him, "How is he?"
"Just 60 meters above the White House."
William Cohen shook his head and looked at the people present who were puzzled. He said, "Everyone, I've invited all of you here today because something unbelievable has happened."
He waved his hand, and the assistant beside him turned on the videotape and played the surveillance footage of the White House on the television.
Explosions, gunfights, floating silhouettes, and ineffective bullets made everyone present inexplicably surprised.
The last image stopped at Clark's upper body. It was a strong and handsome body, and the scarlet S on it was even more glaring.
"Superman has come to Earth." William Cohen stared at the people in front of him and enunciated each word clearly, "He just disarmed the White House in a second, and in the next hour, he finished off all the reinforcements I sent eleven times without any injuries.
He even crushed an armored vehicle into scrap metal in front of the president.
He can fly, he has boundless strength, and he is as fast as lightning. "
Pieces of information were presented to everyone. It was Clark Kent's citizenship, as well as his background from childhood to adulthood.
Two hours ago, photos of the university in ruins were also sent over, showing the excellence of the US intelligence department.
"As you can see, he destroyed a school two hours ago, and then spent about ten minutes flying to the White House.
"We know that he is Clark Kent, and we know that he is an American citizen. But what I want to know the most now is whether the guy with the S on his chest is Superman. If he is, what countermeasures can we take?"
Everyone was silent. There was disbelief and doubt in their eyes. Some people even looked at William Cohen as if they were looking at a lunatic.
William Cohen rubbed his head, pointed out the window, and said, "I know you don't believe me, but he is about 60 meters above the president's head.
What you are going to see next is a state secret. No matter what you think or see, you can't spread the news. "
Several secret service personnel began to confiscate the mobile phones of the people present.
A few minutes later, the television began to play the video of Clark fighting outside the White House. It was a video that was slowed down by 50 times.
Looking at the explosions, bullets, flames, and the flickering faint shadow, everyone fell silent. Compared to the surveillance footage of the White House, the video in front of them was shot by professionals. It was clearly clearer and more realistic.
William Cohen said coldly, "Everyone, believe me, this is definitely not the latest Hollywood blockbuster. What we are facing now is a major problem that has never been encountered before in history."
Half an hour later, everyone was watching the repeated video on the television. They looked at the photos of the large ruins in their hands, and each of them was silent.
William Cohen knocked on the table directly. After attracting everyone's attention, he pointed to a DC Comics editor and asked, "What I want to ask is, is there any way to confirm that he is Superman?
With the current technology on Earth, do we have any means to deal with Superman? "
The tall and thin editor with glasses gulped and said, "First of all, according to the settings, he should be able to hear everything we say here."
A secret service personnel said, "The entire conference room has been sealed. Even if you hold a concert here, the outside will definitely not be able to hear it. Moreover, he is at least three kilometers away from us. "
"No, you don't understand," the editor said. "Superman's hearing has nothing to do with air vibrations. In other words, as long as he is willing, even if you are hiding on the other side of the Earth, he will be able to hear your voice."
William Cohen frowned. He heard the editor say, "The way to deal with Superman is naturally to look for kryptonite. He comes from Krypton, and the fragments of the planet from Kryptonite can weaken Superman. But why do you want to deal with him? Superman is the representative of justice. If he is really Superman … "
"Say something I don't know." William Cohen knocked on the table impatiently. Superman's weakness was kryptonite. Everyone in America knew this.
Another editor suddenly said, "Actually, there is another problem. Superman's story uses the setting of multiple universes. Every Superman in different parallel worlds has different powers, personalities, and experiences.
However, I think I already know his identity. He is invulnerable, has great strength, and can fly at high speed. He is indeed Superman. But … "
The editor looked at the television and saw Clark lifting the armored car and crushing it into a pile of scrap metal. He continued, "But among all the comics, there is only one Superman who was born in a world with Superman comics, a world without superheroes."
"He is the Supreme Little Superman."
"Our Earth is the origin of Earth."
Supreme Little Superman, an image of DC Comics in 1985, came from the origin of the real universe on Earth. There, Superman and other superheroes in comics were fictional characters.
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