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Chapter 682

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Little Superman Supreme. After hearing this judgment, most of the people present were at a loss. As the senior members of the American political, military, secret agencies, financial groups, and other organizations, their average age was above 40 years old, which made them know nothing about this character in the comic.

On the contrary, on the DC Comics side, when they heard the name of Little Superman Supreme, the editors present all gasped.

"If that's the case, he's really similar to Little Superman Supreme's setting."

"But Little Superman Supreme is not Asian, and he doesn't have this black uniform."

"And he didn't awaken at the age of 12."

"Maybe this is another parallel world, a parallel world that belongs to Little Superman Supreme."

A group of editors argued loudly in the conference room. The Deputy Secretary of Defense couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Who can tell me what's going on? Who is Little Superman Supreme? What does he have to do with Clark Kent? "

The chief editor in charge replied, "Your Excellency, Little Superman Supreme is a Superman character in a parallel universe that we set up. He has extremely powerful strength, and it's definitely not comparable to the Superman of other parallel worlds. "

"Tell me in detail." The people present probably didn't expect that one day they would be in the conference room of the Pentagon, listening to a comic editor talk about the plot of the comic.

In the manga, the so-called Little Superman was a hero who went from good to evil and gradually turned evil. His strength was also second to none among the many parallel universes' supermen, and he had the power to move the earth and blow out stars.

He even single-handedly slaughtered dozens of Green Lanterns, destroyed the Justice League of a parallel universe, and killed Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, Neptune, and other superheroes in that universe.

Even the big bang of the universe and the reversal of time couldn't kill him.

In short, this was a powerful character that was set up by DC to have explosive strength.

But when he really appeared in front of everyone, in reality, it only made everyone feel uneasy from the bottom of their hearts.

However, not everyone believed the words of the DC editors, and several physicists and biologists immediately refuted their words.

"The principle of Superman is unreasonable, and it's impossible for pure light to give him such powerful strength. Don't you think it's too illogical to say that basking in the sun can blow out the sun itself?"

"Moreover, your setting of the Multiverse is also very strange. The so-called concept of the Origin Earth and the rebooting of the Multiverse has no scientific evidence at all. It does not even match the current quantum theory."

Although what they said made sense, Clark Kent was in the White House three kilometers away from the Pentagon, so it was hard to believe them.

After half an hour of arguing, Deputy Secretary of Defense William finally decided on a strategy for the current situation.

"We need to work hard in these areas. On one hand, we need to secretly investigate Clark Kent's abilities. I don't care if he's the so-called Little Supreme Superman. I just want to know how strong he is and if he has any weaknesses."

"Secondly, look for Kryptonite. I don't care if he is Little Superman or not, or if Little Superman is afraid of Kryptonite. At the very least, we need to look for possible Kryptonite on our planet. This matter will be jointly ordered by the Ministry of Defense and the President. The FBI and the CIA will do their best to complete this task."

"Thirdly, it's about the Little Supreme Superman's darkening. But regardless of whether he is Little Supreme Superman or not, a twelve-year-old child's mentality is definitely not mature. I need the best psychologists and sociologists in the United States to form a team of more than 200 people to study his psychological state 24 hours a day and find a way to guide him to become the Superman I know of, a Superman that belongs to the United States. "

"Fourthly, have you found Clark Kent's parents? Okay, not only his parents, but also his classmates, teachers, neighbors, all enter a 24 hour surveillance state. Do not disturb them, and do not let anyone disturb them. I want you to replace the people around them with FBI agents within three weeks. "

"And fifth, starting from this second, the Special Response Team, Special Activities Division, Nuclear Emergency Support Team, Special Operations Team, Navy SEALs, Delta Force, and Green Berets will all enter a level one state of alert. All personnel on leave will immediately return to their posts.

At the same time, Randolph Air Force Base, Segart Air Force Base, and Barksdale Air Force Base will be on standby at all times. I need at least three air forces to be directly responsible for this matter. "

"Sixthly, the editorial department of DC Comics, from now on, you must once again publish the story of Little Supreme Superman, using Clark Kent as the blueprint. However, the plot must be approved by both the Department of Defense and the White House's security consultant before it can be published. We want to try and see if we can truly control him."

"Seventhly …"

Clearly, to the Americans, the appearance of Clark Kent was an indescribable crisis, but also a rare opportunity. It was because this could very well be a terrifying power that could change the entire world.

Therefore, following the meeting in the Pentagon, the entire United States started to operate like a crazy engine.



In the White House, President Obama was fiddling with the black pen in his hand uneasily. The black president's eyes were now filled with complicated emotions.

He looked at his assistant beside him and asked, "Is he still up there?"

"Yes." The assistant beside him asked, "Sir, do you need to rest for a while?"

"No need. Is there still no news from the Pentagon?"

"Yes … Wait a minute …" The assistant felt his phone vibrate and immediately took it out. It was a text message from the Pentagon. In order to not let Clark know about the contents of their meeting, they used a written method.

The assistant silently handed over the phone. There were dozens of text messages, and President Obama's brows furrowed more and more tightly as he read them.

But at this moment, a breeze swept through the office. More than a dozen secret service agents immediately raised their pistols, but President Obama waved his hand to stop them.

Clark asked, "How is it? Can you agree to my request? The meeting has been going on for long enough, right? "He glanced at the phone in President Obama's hand, but didn't bother to read the contents at all.

President Obama's palm tightened, and he wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "We still need to discuss for a while."

"Discuss? Is there someone who objects? "A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Clark's mouth, and he asked," Who objects? "

His gaze swept across the chairs, sofas, and the standing assistants, aides, and advisers. Finally, an old man with gray hair and gold-rimmed glasses raised his arm and said, "I object. The United States will never agree to any terrorist's request."

"Oh." Clark gently blew a breath, and the old man directly turned into a pool of blood. Blood and flesh, mixed with bones, muscles, and nerves, splattered onto the people around him. Their bodies were drenched in blood, and half of their bodies were red. But they didn't move, looking at Clark in a daze.

Clark glanced at the people around him and said coldly, "Okay, now no one objects, right?" He looked at President Obama and said, "Then let's start."

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