I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 870 New Soul Radar
Harry looked at Louise with serious expression and sharp eyes with interest.

The woman's voice was stern, and her questions were unceremonious. It seemed that she was specifically targeting Superman's vitals, and wanted to pin the responsibility for his negligence on him.

But in fact, she was the first to ask everyone what they could accuse Superman of.

At this moment, she was talking to him, and the initiative was completely in her hands.

"Let me reiterate, I'm right about my super hearing, and I'm right about hearing criminal activity in cities across the globe.

But this ability is too much of a burden on me.

Please think about it, there are only billions of voices in the world at the same time, so much information, even the super master brain can’t handle it.

I have a super brain, but I can't keep it that way for long.

Therefore, most of the time, I will turn off super hearing. "

This is the truth and it is also a lie.

He really can't turn on super hearing 24 hours a day.

In work and life, it will be turned off.

But turning off his hearing doesn't mean he can't hear the sound.

His super deafness relies entirely on his ears to hear sounds.

Telepathy, or the "life force" that transcends telepathy, plays a greater role.

The simplest example, when the car accident in London was transmitted to the United States by sound waves, the car accident ended a long time ago, but Superman could hear it instantly and rushed to the scene at sub-light speed.

This speed of sound wave reception is obviously not the reason for listening to sound by ears.

For the person he cares about, Superman seems to have established an eternal "spiritual connection" with him, even if he turns off his super hearing, he can still hear her call.

Well, she was Lois Lane.

Not even his mother, Martha.

"You have explained the limitations of super hearing to us countless times, and we all understand."

Hearing Superman's explanation, Louise immediately accepted on behalf of 'everyone'.

Then she asked again: "What were you doing at that time? Although there was no media to broadcast live, immediately after the accident, guests who participated in the ignition ceremony uploaded the video to the Hero Forum, and also @你和Justice League."

"Today is Friday, I was at work, and my colleagues told me that there was an accident on the Holy Sword." Superman said honestly.

"Oh, you still have a regular job? What is your identity after taking off your uniform?" Louise asked curiously.

"Wow, Superman has to work too, that's amazing."

"Does he, like us, rely on part-time jobs to support his family?"

The surrounding reporters, as well as the police who came, the nurses and doctors from the hospital, all discussed in amazement.

Harry wanted to cover his face, the couple were playing the "audience" like a monkey.

The subsequent series of questions and answers were all completed under the auspices of Louise. Everyone calmly accepted that Superman needs a job, and other heroes also have jobs and tasks.

Taking all responsibility from her husband, Louise turned her sharper eyes on Harry, "Admiral Galaxy—"

"Don't call me Galaxy Admiral!"

Seeing her pouting her fart, Harley guessed what shit she wanted to shit, and immediately raised her hand to interrupt her: "You should understand from my homely clothes, I am now an ordinary person who comes out to social activities.

Everyone knows that the Galaxy Admiral will only go online when the world is in crisis.

On weekdays, my identity is a philanthropist, an environmentalist, a major shareholder of a technology company, and a martial artist, so after the accident, you, reporter Lane, are the same as everyone else, you didn’t @我, you didn’t call me.

I stayed in the underground laboratory of the Luthor Building and never knew what happened to the Holy Sword. "

"Hey, I almost forgot, I am still the director of the Tianyanhui. I am indeed responsible for this accident, a big responsibility."

Harry patted his smooth and plump forehead, turned his gaze to Superman who had "landed", and kicked him into the pit again.

"My responsibility is to manage superheroes like Ripman and hero organizations like the Justice League, but their performance this time is really disappointing.

It is my ineffective supervision. I have always trusted them too much, allowed them to develop freely, and failed to formulate reasonable crisis response measures.

For example, in this accident, the watchtower, which assumed the role of the alien crisis defense outpost and the earth crisis detection center, almost failed to play the role of timely and fixed-point support that we expected.

I didn't even notice that the meteorite was close to the earth. What if there were alien bombs or terrorist creatures hidden in the meteorite?

Great dereliction of duty!

After the meteorite crashed the Holy Sword spacecraft, they received the news immediately that they were qualified.

Arrange the 'Guardian Type 2' planetary-grade blimp as soon as possible to go to the scene for rescue, barely qualified.

The speed of attendance is slow, the speed of the spacecraft is too slow, and it takes 10 minutes to arrive at the scene. If the enemy appears on Pluto, this kind of efficiency is too fast. I don’t know how many days have passed, which is very unqualified.

The watchtower happens to have no heroes on duty who can open the portal. This kind of scheduling system is unqualified.

It is a great dereliction of duty to discover a crisis, but fail to immediately pass the news to Superman who can solve the crisis, or other heroes who are capable of space rescue.

I failed to detect the loopholes in the management of the hero organization earlier, and I was negligent.

Alas, I hope we can keep this lesson in mind, make persistent efforts, never forget our mission, and improve ourselves. "

"Reporter Lane, I'm done, what do you want to ask?" Harry asked kindly,
Louise opened her mouth slightly, holding the recording phone, and her arm, which was about to reach out, froze in mid-air.

Her mind turned quickly, but she couldn't think of another question that could be questioned.

Don't talk about questioning, she doesn't know what to ask now.

An impromptu performance was held at the entrance of the Metropolitan Hospital, which stunned Louise, the "famous mouth", and was stunned on the spot. Harley was in a very happy mood, and flew to Gotham on a Jerby, humming a song.

"Master Harley, what do you plan to do with those souls?"

"What will happen to them?" Harry asked casually.

Jebi said: "Seven souls, two sinners go to hell. Five are neither good nor bad, four of them enter Limbo Hell to return to nature, and one is a sage who can go to the first floor of hell because he is more devout to God and has good ability. Hall of Fame."

"so be it."

"That's it?" Yebi wondered, "Since you have no intention of changing their established fate, why did you ask me to collect them?"

"I only value Dr. Hank Shaw, the others are ordinary scientists, worthless. If Hank dies, I will ask him to be a technical consultant.
Alas, even that little girl Louise can laugh at the fact that there is no one in Paradise Mountain (Technology Research and Development Department).

I am the majestic king of heaven, where should I put my face? "

"Han Ke Shaw is not dead, but his wife is dead." Yebby said.

"Only when both of them die, his wife's soul is valuable and can be used to buy him off. Now I can't support her for decades, expecting him to not get married or fall in love for the rest of his life, and miss his dead wife until he dies."

Jebi said, "Wouldn't it be better for you to give his wife better treatment in exchange for him leaving Luthor's company and working for you?"

"Doesn't that mean threatening him with his dead wife? If I did that, I'd be as disgraced as Luther."

Jebby wanted to say that Luther might not be as good as you.

It stepped on the auspicious cloud, but suddenly turned the dog's head, moved its dog's nose towards Harry's chest a few times, and asked doubtfully, "Is there a wraith in your body? But it seems incomplete."

"Wraith" Harry lowered his head and stroked his heart, and said with a complicated expression: "It's my grandfather, old Kazapa.

He was transformed into a shadow demon by the anti-supervision king, and he wanted to control my soul through the blood connection between him and me. "

If she hadn't activated the ninth-level anti-matter defense specialty, the vicious trick of the anti-supervision king might really threaten her.

"To this day, it is still a shadow demon. When it is released, it cannot go to heaven, nor can it fall to hell, nor can it dissipate when it enters Lingbo Hell.

I have no choice but to seal it in the origin of the anti-monitor, not only to find a place for it to settle down, but also to nourish its broken soul with the origin of the anti-supervisor.

some days ago."

Harley talked about the life equation again, "I lost my origin, and now it is sensed by you, do you have any good ideas?"

"Let the Voice of Heaven help purify it," Jebi said.

"It's too expensive, tens of millions. Shadow demons and undead are completely two types of species."

In fact, Harley has a simpler and more direct way to solve it: digest it with a mouthful of stomach acid.

The reason why old Kasapa's shadow demon was disabled was that after entering her body, half of it was digested immediately, and the remaining half, which lost its resistance, was used by her to pretend that she was controlled, and deceived the anti-supervision king twice.

But Kasapa is her grandfather after all, it doesn’t matter if it is melted in Lingbo Prison, it’s too much to “eat” it personally. It’s better to store it up, and if the anti-supervisor king is resurrected, then I’ll lie to him once or twice.
"If the antimatter shadow demon can be controlled freely, it will still be very lethal," Yebi said.

"Only the Anti-Monitor can control it. You are the Son of God, can you help it?"

"I don't know, but I'm willing to try. If you can save the Shadow Demon, it will be considered an immeasurable merit."

After arriving at the manor, Yebi didn't go back to Hell immediately, but went to see his mother Dodo, Selena, Ivy, and little Helena.
When it saw the fat head, it was a little strange, "Fat head, why are you downcast?"

"Oh, I was selected as the judge teacher of the 'Green Lantern Youth Corps'. I have been preparing for this these days, but I saw that the show will be on in a few days, and the 'Green Lantern Corps of Earth' suddenly announced its disbandment. Take it all back to Oa."

The fat head made a helpless gesture of spreading his hands with his fins, "Green Lantern Boys could only be aborted, the students wailed, months of hard training were in vain, and I also lost the rare opportunity to debut."

"Are you going to debut?" Yebigou's face twisted.

"Being a director is also considered a debut."

"Jerby, come here." Harry shouted standing beside the Archimedes airship.

Gouzi ran over and asked, "What's the matter?"

Harry patted the shell of the airship, "After you return to hell this time, help me find a soul radar. Adhering to the principle of voluntariness, select the most intelligent and spiritually gifted volunteers."

Gouzi tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "Can Archimedes work?"

"Who?"

"The one who wants to use the lever to pry the earth, he has been in the hall of the sages for thousands of years, and he is extremely tired."

"Archimedes and Archimedes are great. You go back and tell him the benefits and consequences, and let him think about it. There is no turning back when you open the bow. Once you turn into a radar, you can't go back on your word."

"Buzzing..." Harry's cell phone rang suddenly.

When I took it out, it turned out to be Luther's.

"Harry, you guessed it right, there is an alien hidden in the meteorite that fell today."

"What? Have I guessed?" Harry asked puzzled.

Luther was speechless for a while.

"What you said in the interview with reporters this afternoon. Hey, that's not the point. The point is that the aliens inside are weird."

"Why?" Harry asked strangely.

"There is a kryptonite reaction in the meteorite fragments that wrap its body."

　(ps: Doomsday is coming. The setting of Zadao’s movie is not used here-Luthor used the body of General Zod to create Doomsday.

　　In addition to directing movies, regardless of comics or animated movies, Doomsday was not made by Luthor.

　　It has a very long history and is a growing "hero". The more experience, the stronger the strength.

　　It is precisely because it has existed for hundreds of thousands of years, or even longer, that it has evolved countless defensive capabilities to kill Superman

　　——Doomsday is only a talent, the way to defeat it this time will not work next time, because it is evolving.
　　Well, its evolutionary defense is a bit similar to Harley's defense expertise, which will be discussed later in the text.

　　In short, Doomsday was not created overnight, so I didn't use the setting of Zha Dao. )
　　
　
(End of this chapter)