Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 458 Don't do what others want (Please subscribe and read, monthly ticket recommendation!)

"Green Lantern Corps? Another organization I've never heard of. Why do you always meet these special people?"

After listening to Martin's experience in the universe, Clark couldn't help but sigh.

Although he is a Kryptonian by blood, he grew up on Earth and received an Earth education. The knowledge and history recorded in the Kryptonian spacecraft are too far away from him.

Only when Jor-El narrated it could he feel a slight connection.

At other times, Clark felt that the history was not as close to him as the experiences that Martin talked about.

Martin listened to Clark's sigh and didn't react at first, but when he thought of his identity as a Kryptonian, he suddenly smiled strangely and said to him: "There are some rumors in the universe that the demise of Krypton was caused by the joint blockade of various parties."

"You've already told me these things. Why are you bringing them up again? Have you discovered something new?"

Clark's interest in Martin was far greater than his interest in what Martin was saying.

"Well, there are rumors that the Green Lantern Corps was involved in the blockade of Krypton. I personally think there is a high possibility that this rumor is true."

The destruction of Krypton is a black box. Because of Clark, all the big names in the universe got involved.

The Green Lantern Corps' involvement in this blockade is not surprising to those in the know.

"According to what you said, since the Green Lantern Corps is an organization that maintains the order of the universe, why would they sit back and watch Krypton be destroyed, leaving billions of Kryptonians helpless and reduced to ashes along with their home planet?"

Clark clenched his fists. Although he had a weak impression of Krypton, as a kind-hearted person, he could not tolerate the destruction of an entire race.

Martin replied calmly, "I'm afraid even the Green Lantern Corps themselves can't explain all the details. If I were to analyze it from my own perspective, Krypton is a race that is keen on colonization and often uses technology to randomly transform other planets. It's not an exaggeration for the Green Lantern Corps to treat it as an enemy."

"How can you say that?"

Clark didn't expect to hear such words from Martin. He was so surprised that he even forgot his anger for the Kryptonians.

"Even Earthlings, a race that has never left their home planet, know that colonization is rubbish. Even if they want to do it, they have to put on a bright and beautiful coat. But the Kryptonians regard this activity as a ceremony to show their majesty. Do you still expect other races in the universe to regard the Kryptonians as heroes?"

When Martin is serious, his words are always like a sharp knife, instantly piercing Clark's heart and making him begin to reflect on the history he saw on the Kryptonian spaceship.

"It's only natural for Jor-El to hope that you can pass on the knowledge of Krypton as the last Kryptonian. Besides, Krypton has already exploded, and even with the shrunken city in Brainiac's hands, there aren't many Kryptonians left. Saying a few nice words isn't a big deal."

Clark was so annoyed by Martin's repetitive words that he lost his temper. He leaned back in his chair and asked directly, "What exactly do you want to say? Can you be more direct?"

Martin leaned forward, stared into Clark's eyes, and said seriously: "In the future, if we deal with races in the universe, don't mention your Kryptonian identity unless others ask."

Clark suddenly understood that the reason why Martin kept saying the same thing over and over again was actually to pave the way for this reminder.

Since Krypton has a bad reputation in the universe, if Clark continues to operate under this name, it will definitely cause trouble for him and the Justice League.

Martin looked at Clark's expression and nodded calmly: "It's good that you know this matter clearly. It's not a big deal, but it's not so insignificant either. Just pay a little attention to it."

After that, he stood up from the chair, picked up the suit on the hanger, and began to change his clothes.

Clark didn't avoid it either. Martin was not naked, and there was not much for the two big men to be shy about.

After digesting what he just heard, Clark slapped his head and said, "You almost confused me. I came to you to confirm today's schedule. There are a lot of things to do. You are not allowed to run around today."

"I've already seen the itinerary, so don't worry! My identity today is tied to this construction site, and I can't go anywhere else."

Martin changed into a black suit, and his whole temperament became several years more mature. He beckoned Clark to follow him and said, "Otherwise, why do you think I changed into this suit?"

On this construction site, the scorching sun shines on the earth from morning to night. Even if people take off their clothes, they still feel terribly hot.

If you don't have any serious business, wearing a suit is just pure torture for yourself.

"We only have one schedule this morning, which is to participate in the groundbreaking ceremony held in cooperation with the forces around the desert!"

Martin drove the car, and Clark naturally sat in the passenger seat and introduced the situation to him in more detail.

The construction of the new city had already started. In addition to the reliable superhumans selected by the alliance, the workers used also included a group of engineering teams from East Asia and young and middle-aged men selected from those tribes.

"The superhumans within the alliance are considered our own people. Although their treatment is good, they are also assigned more and more important tasks. The average working time is more than ten hours, and most of them work overtime voluntarily."

When Clark talked about this, he shook his head and said, "Those young people work too hard. If they work too hard for a long time, something might happen."

Martin disagreed with his view: "This city was built for the alliance. In the future, every member of the alliance will occupy a considerable position in the new city. At this time, if they don't fight hard, can they expect others to fight hard for our own cause?"

Clark opened his mouth to say something, but in the end the fossil said nothing.

He himself often works a whole day and only sleeps for two or three hours every two or three days, not to relieve physical problems but just to relax his mind.

He thought the same as Martin did, that one has to work hard to succeed in one's career. This was not a case of suffering first and then enjoying the sweetness, but rather the situation was pressing.

The whole of America regards the relocated Justice League as traitors. Apokolips and their lackeys are following them like shadows. If they don't fight hard now, they will lose their lives in the future.

"Instead of complaining, you might as well organize a good logistics system to ensure their daily living and health."

Martin casually arranged the work and let Clark continue to talk about other things.

"We signed commercial contracts with Dongda and the locals. For the former, we provide a full set of living and transportation, and pay monthly salaries. The currency of payment can be US dollars or RMB according to the individual's wishes. For the latter, we mainly recruit young and middle-aged people from tribes and villages in various places, and also provide a full set of living and transportation. However, according to Bruce's opinion, we choose to exchange public services and infrastructure for human and natural resources, hoping to suppress the influence of the US dollar on the new city to a certain extent."

How Americans use the financial system to reap the world is already an old topic.

Since Bruce knows the character of Americans very well, he will naturally not let the Justice League fall into this trap again.

"Exchanging public services and infrastructure for the surrounding human and natural resources is only a temporary measure. There is no need to completely exclude the Americans. Ron is not negotiating with the Americans, but asking them to make conditional concessions." Clark was surprised. Even he had to admit that the US financial means were too overbearing and unreasonable.

If the new city’s meager foundation were to be opened up, it would soon be taken away by the Americans.

The international trade system is still in the hands of those consortiums. They can influence the international trade system to impact the various resources needed for new cities, and even easily disrupt the surrounding countries.

"If we take a step back, the world will be vast. If we take this step back, the Americans will certainly take advantage of the situation and use financial means to attack us and the surrounding countries. However, the Wayne Group will still stand on our side. Without the support of the Wayne family, the Wayne Group will not last long. Countries that dislike the United States will also stand on our side. If we miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to find anti-imperialist and anti-colonial forces in Africa."

"Paradise Island will stand on our side, and the Atlanteans will stand on our side. As long as we can hold on for a while, when Apocalypse arrives, the problems we face will no longer be problems."

The embryonic form of American conservatism in this world has just begun to appear. It is not that crazy, and there is not even a single person who can stand on the stage.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible for the United States to make up its mind to use large-scale force against the Justice League, because the ideologies of both parties cannot recruit the American middle class to fight.

As for the means of dealing with the Middle East, they cannot be replicated in the Justice League. Fifty dollars a good brother does not even have the qualifications to stand in front of the Justice League as cannon fodder, and it is difficult to form a generation gap in weapons.

With all these factors combined, the American political arena will choose to shirk responsibility, the American people will become increasingly dissatisfied, and eventually the accumulated contradictions of the past will be triggered, accelerating the arrival of conservatism, thus starting a battle with the Justice League.

But there are really aliens in the DC world. Once the fleet from Apocalypse arrives, Americans will fall from their position as world hegemons, the international order dominated by Europe and the United States will fall into chaos, and a new era will begin.

"I really didn't expect that you would regard Apocalypse as a turning point."

Clark had never thought about this, so he looked at Martin in surprise.

"From the beginning till now, we have been reminding all countries of the dangers of Apokolips. The Americans themselves don't care, so what does it have to do with me? I haven't put them in a separate category. If Darkseid attacks, I will treat them equally. Isn't that enough?"

Martin knew very well that Clark was being overly compassionate. He was not the President of the United States and had no responsibility to the American people. He just had to do what he was supposed to do. Why think so much?
"I just can't bear to do this!"

Clark knew that there was nothing wrong with Martin's decision. They were at peace with the United States on the surface, but they were hostile to each other secretly. Being kind indiscriminately would result in death.

"It doesn't matter. Bruce and I just need to be ruthless. If anything happens in the future, you can just blame us two."

Martin waved his hand, helping Clark bear the moral pressure and telling him to stop thinking about it.

"Also, we need to arrest those responsible for public opinion. Public opinion in modern society is fierce, but not all people who enter modern society are modern people. Most of them don't even have the ability to reflect. We can't afford to suffer this loss from the Americans!"

"What do you think of Dick?"

The first person Clark thought of was Dick, who had been flying around with Bruce during this period and was doing a great job.

"If you and Bruce think Dick is okay, let him be Ron's assistant for a while!"

Martin didn't blame Dick too much.

"Okay, if you agree, Bruce can also get rid of a worry."

Clark smiled and clapped his hands, Martin said nothing, and the two got out of the car together and arrived at the site of the groundbreaking ceremony. The vast land had been transformed into a grassland-like ecology, and it was still changing.

The two of them walked through the square specially built for the groundbreaking ceremony. It was surrounded by green trees and bushes, and even had a lot of animals living in it.

The tribal and village elders, government officials, military commanders and representatives from various companies who were invited looked at this artificial oasis in the desert in amazement and discussed this change from different perspectives.

It is not a miracle to create such an artificial oasis in the desert. Anyone can do it as long as they are willing to invest resources.

The key is that the Justice League created the oasis at a very low price. Not only did they grow plants, they even turned the underground sand back into soil.

This technology is unique on earth and there is only one such technology. Everyone is aware of the value of this technology. Therefore, all parties involved in the early preparations for the new city have become more and more trusting of the Justice League.

Seeing Martin coming over, everyone who was listening to the guide's technical explanation gathered around and greeted the leader of the Justice League enthusiastically. Most of them wanted to discuss future cooperation.

Clark originally wanted to block these people for Martin. After all, Martin had just returned today and had never seen these people before. He didn't want him to encounter any embarrassing situations.

But under Clark's surprised gaze, Martin shook hands with each person familiarly, accurately described their current situation, and gave corresponding very reliable cooperative relationships.

"Great!"

Clark silently gave Martin a finger in his heart. Although he had a super brain, he couldn't do such a thing.

In this joyful atmosphere, the groundbreaking ceremony began. Martin took the lead and walked onto the stage. According to the usual practice, he wrote some useless but necessary half-truths. The invited media around him took a lot of photos, all looking forward to the next session, when they would be able to get some real news.

Martin faced it all with a smile. When it came to cutting the ribbon, he stood in the middle, with music and salutes ringing around him.

The moment the scissors cut, all the fireworks were fired.

Martin instinctively sensed the danger, but his body had no time to react, so he could only move his head a few centimeters.

Clark's hand had reached out in front of him, as if he had grabbed something, but the next moment, the steel core flashing green light pierced through Clark's palm and rushed towards Martin's head with some blood.

But Martin sensed the danger, and the steel core pushed by the bullet only left a shallow mark on his face.

There was no one else standing behind him, and no innocent person was harmed.

"Continue the ritual and do not grant the attacker's wishes. Leave the task of finding the attacker to others."

Clark, ignoring the injury on his hand, was about to fly up to look for the attacker, but was held down by Martin.

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