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An unexpected guest arrived at the subway station.

Hermione Granger, being a brave lion, would never watch an innocent person die, and obediently drank the Felix Felicis before taking action.

With good fortune on her side, she had a premonition to keep moving forward.

"Help!"

Cries for help came from ahead.

The subway had long since stopped operating, and on the platform, a gang member was committing a violent robbery, while on the ground lay a woman whose backpack had been snatched.

Moreover, he also had a gun in his hand.

If it were Ron or other young wizards here, they certainly wouldn't understand the power of that little black gadget, but she quickly flicked her wand.

"Except your weapons!"

The voice was firm.

The gun suddenly flew from his hand, and the robber turned to look at Hermione, his eyes bloodshot as he lunged at her.

"Ah!" Hermione exclaimed in surprise.

I instinctively stepped back, while my brain began to quickly think of ways to cope.

Just as the person was about to rush in front of her, she lost her footing and fell off the platform.

His back slammed against the rails, as if he had crashed through the dark surface of water.

Consciousness sank into a daze, and the light seemed to grow ever more distant.

A cluster of flames lit up her eyes, and Hermione's eyes widened as she realized she was lying on a ground covered with magical runes.

"you're awake."

An aged voice came from ahead.

Hermione sat up. On the throne in front of her sat an elderly man with a wooden cane. Half of his face was hidden under his hood, revealing only his long, pale beard.

What's even more eye-catching is the yellow lightning symbol on his chest, which keeps flashing.

"And you are?" Hermione stood up.

For some reason, she had a premonition that she was about to undergo a transformation.

Magical lightning flickered in the old man's palm ahead.

“I have received power from the gods,” the old man’s voice was deep and resonant. “Your character meets the criteria for inheriting this power, Hermione Granger. Are you willing to inherit this power and become a defender of morality?”

“I…” Hermione pursed her lips slightly, then nodded, “I do!”

She suddenly realized that perhaps the teacher Tan Wenjie was talking about was the one standing in front of her.

The old man said, "You can call me Shazam."

……

What Earthlings perceive as a cataclysmic battlefield is actually a devastating one, as the collision between the two Kryptonians has already turned the area into a crater in the center of a no-man's-land, and Superman and General Zod haven't even suffered minor scratches.

To Kryptonians, hard asphalt roads are as soft as melted butter, and reinforced concrete buildings are like fluffy cakes. Earth's gravity has very little pulling force on them, and they can easily jump out of Earth's range with a light leap.

Therefore, it would be almost impossible for them to be harmed by colliding with Earth.

Superman gritted his teeth. His combat experience was far inferior to General Zod's. Once the opponent adapted to everything on Earth, his advantage would vanish.

Seizing an opportunity, Superman pounced on him, grabbing his back and locking his arms around General Zod's neck.

He clamped his legs tightly around General Zod's lower back, binding him securely.

Increase efforts.

boom--

A crimson ray erupted from General Zod's eyes, but Superman controlled his head, and the blazing ray shot into the sky, severing the clouds.

The contest between the two sides intensified, until...

Click!

General Zod's body went limp instantly, and his eyes were no longer able to emit rays.

"Huff, huff, huff." Superman was panting heavily.

To protect the Earth, he killed the last of his people.

Superman glanced at the fighter jets rushing towards him in the distance, then leaped into the air and disappeared into the horizon.

Not long after he left, Tan Wenjie arrived wearing an invisibility cloak and quickly collected General Zod's body.

General Zod's corpse is a valuable asset; Luthor can even transform it into Doomsday, capable of single-handedly defeating Superman.

The only weakness, Kryptonite, is not a problem, because zombies are immortal. No matter how many holes are pierced in their hearts, they will not die; their strength will only be weakened.

As long as the stats are high enough, the appearance doesn't matter.

"There's even an elite soul essence left. This time, we can hatch a unit at the Ghost General level."

Because he arrived just in time, he even managed to find some good stuff.

Looking back at the fighter jets that were already close at hand, Tan Wenjie crouched down and left.

He reaped a great harvest from this Kryptonian invasion.

One of the elite soul essences came from a lucky find.

The remaining Kryptonians with lines each provided a portion of ordinary soul essence, further confirming his guess: soul essence wasn't significantly related to strength, but rather to the plot. Once one's strength reaches a certain level, it becomes clear that the most important thing is to be blessed by the Heavenly Dao and become the "protagonist." Unless one's strength is powerful enough to disregard the Heavenly Dao of this world, it can only be used for barely "self-preservation."

Besides that, the biggest find was the corpse of a Kryptonian.

There were a total of 11 bodies.

With the physical strength of a Kryptonian, once transformed into a zombie, they would be considered a god on land.

Tan Wenjie was in a very good mood after such a great achievement.

He was just waiting for the right time and place to go into seclusion and refine the corpse.

So even when Diana contacted him for an exclusive interview, he didn't refuse.

Although this battle was about Superman fighting against the Kryptonians, it was a different scene in the eyes of ordinary people. Tan Wenjie descended from the sky, wielding his magic wand to defeat one Kryptonian after another that even the army couldn't handle.

He is the true hero who turned the tide in the eyes of ordinary people.

……

It was a television interview, and it was also broadcast live online.

When Tan Wenjie sat in front of the camera, the number of viewers on the online channel began to surge.

Not to mention the great feat of saving the world, even the scene of a superhero being formally interviewed is unprecedented.

Diana was dressed in a business suit and wearing glasses.

Superheroes are all adept at disguising themselves with a pair of glasses, and no one can really tell the difference.

"You don't mind exposing your image?" Diana asked.

"Why should I care? I did the good thing, and I'll proudly admit it instead of hiding it." Tan Wenjie turned to the camera and said seriously, "But there's one thing I need to emphasize: it wasn't me who saved the earth, but Superman, that guy in the red cape. He's much stronger than me."

A supermarket.

Superman, played by Clark Kent, is carrying a bunch of stuff and is about to pay the bill.

With a slight twitch of his ear, he noticed that the shop assistant scanning the QR code was watching a live stream, in which he was mentioned.

"It's him."

Clark saw Tan Wenjie talking eloquently in front of the camera, and he had some recollection of the man.

When Clark heard the other party take credit for him, he didn't have any particular thoughts, but he couldn't help feeling a little elated. Nobody likes to hear insults every day.

During the live broadcast, Tan Wenjie praised Superman highly and repeatedly emphasized that he only used magic to ambush him, using all sorts of underhanded tricks.

“They weren’t used to Earth’s environment at first, and I took the opportunity to eliminate a few of them,” Tan Wenjie said. “But they adapt very quickly. It’s no exaggeration to say that you can see a god rapidly evolving right in front of you.”

Few people know the details of that battle, so when the person involved spoke candidly about it on camera, it immediately attracted countless viewers around the world.

The live stream experienced buffering.

Especially when Tan Wenjie mentioned that the invading aliens were "gods", countless people could only gasp in horror.

"I heard you're a medium?" Diana seemed to receive some signal and quickly changed the subject.

"Genuine and genuine, I banish demons, eliminate evil spirits, and take down those rude vampires who try to enter your home without knocking." He nodded. "My business is quite extensive. I even advertised in the newspaper before, but business wasn't great. I now live on the second floor of a coffee shop."

The image of a handsome psychic who is not happy with his job but has great abilities has already entered everyone's mind.

In this world that strives for "realness," while superheroes who keep their identities hidden may have their own loyal fans, Tan Wenjie's approach is definitely more likely to win people's hearts.

Tan Wenjie didn't skip one or two levels; he went directly to the highest and final realm.

The first level consists of ordinary vigilantes who dare not expose themselves to the public eye.

The second level is like Batman, who has become a well-known figure. Most people feel that although he is mysterious, his enemies are likely to be bad guys. However, some people maintain a critical thinking ability and will have doubts.

Only after traversing many layers does a superhero reveal their true identity. At this point, most superheroes choose to become saints, not allowing themselves to make even the slightest mistake.

This is a misguided path, because they will all eventually be dragged down by the perfect image they create, and Superman is no exception.

Therefore, not exposing oneself from the beginning is a subconscious way of avoiding this.

Only a very small number of people will choose to expose more and become more authentic.

Fake superheroes live in people's fantasies and are not allowed to make any mistakes, while real superheroes are allowed to make mistakes because they are still human.

People expect God to be omnipotent, but they expect humans to do their best.

As the interview drew to a close: "What should we call you? Superheroes all seem to have their own titles."

"I don't like people giving me special titles." Tan Wenjie said to the camera in the live broadcast, "I am who I am. You can call me Jie. I guess some people are already revealing my background, right? I'm just an ordinary person."

Meanwhile, in Gotham City, at a high-end club.

Bruce Wayne, who had to come to the interview to maintain his status, was also watching the program.

An ordinary person who trespassed into Arkham Asylum and killed people at will? I will definitely bring him to justice.

With money at his disposal, Batman doesn't believe anyone can escape his grasp.

“He’s so handsome and charming,” her companion said, her eyes sparkling.

As if realizing that her previous statement was somewhat inappropriate, she immediately turned to Bruce and said, "But you are more mature and have more charm than him."

Bruce smiled, maintaining his gentlemanly demeanor, but the clenched fist under the table betrayed his true thoughts.

A new plan is needed, specifically to target Jay.

Of course, he had more than one plan; he possessed information on all superheroes, including Batman himself. (End of Chapter)