American comic book: God among men, Saiyan-Kryptonian hybrid

Chapter 190: Number 17 Who Sold His Sister!
He's Superman, not Homelander.

Carrot El answered this question quite frankly.

This sentence is also the reason why he does everything.

Whether it's stopping Frieza, becoming the mastermind behind everything, rescuing Stark, training Daigo, growing stronger, becoming ruthless, or intimidating everyone, it all comes down to this one sentence.

Superman, the first superhero in American comics, was created in 38.

Eighty years have passed since then.

How long did it take for Homelander to replace him?
The answer is the length of a TV series!
From the moment Homelander appeared, no one wanted to become Superman anymore.

Children who once dreamed of having superhuman powers to save the world all thought of Crescent Moon Sky Slash, and I don't eat beef.

The superman symbol, built up over 80 years of faith, has gradually been regarded as a saintly fool and a symbol of scorn.

Everyone became Lex Luthor, questioning whether the phantom on the altar was real, or even just a lie.

Is it a lie?
Perhaps so, but sometimes we need the illusion of a lie to quench our thirst and escape the desert of despair before us.

The famous hope experiment proved that a mouse will drown in sixteen minutes if there is no hope.

A mouse that has hope and believes it will be saved can survive underwater for 60 hours in dire circumstances.

If rats behave like this, what about humans?
Carrot's hand slowly rested on the "S" on his chest. This was hope, the symbol of the El family, and the meaning of the Superman symbol.

Therefore, no matter what awaits him ahead, he will never give up!
After speaking, Carrot fell into a brief silence. Number 17 opened his mouth, about to say he agreed to join, but Number 18 quickly covered his mouth, speaking first:

"Then let's talk about compensation first!"

"Ok?"

Carrot raised an eyebrow; to his recollection, this seemed to be the first time someone had discussed treatment with him.

I recalled how Number 18 had blackmailed Satan several times. Very well, as a righteous ruler, he wasn't afraid of the other party's love of money, but rather of the other party's lack of weaknesses.

If Nick Fury were still in office, he would definitely love these two subordinates!

"Sure, how much do you want?"

Carrot El nodded and asked.

"At least half a million US dollars a month!"

Number 18 gave a number in a very serious manner.

"it is good."

Seeing how readily he agreed, Number 18 started to feel unsure, wondering if she had asked for too little. She tentatively added, "..."
"one million?"

"it is good."

"Two hundred...no, three million US dollars!"

"it is good!"

Carrot El remained expressionless, not even blinking. He had wondered how much this girl would ask for, but it turned out she didn't even have enough for a quarter's project report.

Number 18's mouth dropped open, and he instinctively let go, grabbing Number 17's collar and shaking him violently: "Quickly, tell me, how much do I want??"

"Hurry up and think of what else we can bring up, or we'll miss this opportunity!" Upon hearing this, Number 17 looked at her in surprise, not expecting that her older sister had this hobby.

He's actually a money-grubber?
Thinking of this, Number 17 changed his gaze and scrutinized Carrot El. The next second, he put his hand on Number 18's shoulder and gave him a sudden shove, grinning mischievously:
"Mr. Al, I heard that your wife is currently pregnant. Would you like any special services?"

"Just pay more!!"

Number 18's face flushed with anger, and she slapped him in a fit of rage.

You bastard! You're selling out your sister!
Faced with the slap that landed on Number 18, Number 17, who was prepared, dodged it and then patted Number 18 on the back reassuringly.

"Calm down, sister. Actually, you're not at a loss. Look, this is an alien, and a rich alien at that! How rare is that!"

"His wife is a rich woman, he himself is wealthy, and he has a whole bunch of rich friends. If you hook up with him, you'll definitely be happy!!"

"The key point is your unlimited stamina, which is a perfect match for his steel body!"

Carrot El: "."

As No. 18 saw No. 17 talking more and more outrageously, with an increasingly excited expression and a gaze overflowing with male hormones, she kicked No. 17 in the stomach, making him wince in pain.

"Get out of here! You've been holding back for months, haven't you?!"

"You have unlimited stamina too? Why don't you go find someone with the surname El?!"

Number 18's chest heaved, his gaze drifting intentionally or unintentionally to Carrot, before turning to Number 17 with a provocative look, the meaning of which was quite clear.

There's a female superheroine, isn't there? If you're so capable, why don't you go and become her brother-in-law!
The conversation between the two left Carrot completely bewildered, staring at them in shock, especially Number 17.

What, you want to become our brother-in-law?
Carrot El clenched his fist silently.

Maybe we should just beat this guy up!

Could he have some kind of fetish?

Well, it's not impossible. After all, how could an ordinary person allow their sister to marry a noseless, bald, short-statured man and have his child?
Thinking of this, a strange glint appeared in Carrot's eyes, especially after hearing Android 18's words. He narrowed his eyes sharply, revealing a Superman-like disapproval:
"Can I ask Batman if he needs any special services?"

“I heard he likes to keep little boys who wear shorts at home. I think you could do that.”

Upon hearing this, Number 17 was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "There's no need for that! I'd better stay away from that madman!"

Carrot El rolled his eyes at him. To be honest, from a family perspective, Number 17 was indeed a good candidate for brother-in-law.

After all, not everyone can think of using the Super Dragon Balls obtained by destroying seven universes to buy a yacht and take their wife and children on a trip.

Jiren was completely baffled!
But no matter what, Kara is his little cabbage. No matter who comes to steal her cabbage, he'll let Little K bite her to death first. Even if that five-dimensional troublemaker comes, he'll still beat him up!

At worst, I can just send a message to all the Supermen in the DC universe through the internet: "Some little brat has his eye on your sister!"

I want to see how many DC "fathers" he can stop!

"Alright, let's talk about the future later. Go out now."

Carrot subconsciously scratched his hand, suppressing the urge to hit someone. Talking to them about money wasn't enough, and they even dared to covet the beauty of my El family!
Meanwhile, Bulma, who was in the quantum realm, actually completed a time loop:
"Doctor, give me the parameter values ​​for that spectrum, and we'll re-simulate it using the Möbius strip method."

"Then remove all the extra values."

(End of this chapter)