The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1057

Olga Itsuka, the famous leader of Tekkadan, once said: "What we have accumulated over the years is not all that is important."

This statement can also be interpreted as meaning that everything done is meaningful.

Robin's caution was not without reason; someone as careful as Luthor naturally wouldn't think he could really control Superboy with just a few words.

He did indeed send his men to monitor Superboy, or rather, he deliberately leaked the information about Mudface to see if the latter was truly obedient.

Luther sat in his spacious office, adopting the standard Commander Ikari stance, his eyes glued to the video playing on the monitor.

The video shows Superboys battling Clayface. At first, Superboys' abilities weren't particularly outstanding, but in the latter half of the video, after Clayface was provoked, Superboys displayed power far exceeding their usual strength.

The power to shatter mud faces from a distance, the super breath he exhales—these are powers that Superboy, a half-Kryptonian, possesses.

Finally, at the end of the video, after Superboy pulled up his sleeve to reveal the red shield, Luthor's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.

"It seems that Superboy has become dependent on S.H.I.E.L.D."

Luther's female bodyguard spoke up from the side.

Luther shook his head and said, "Don't be so optimistic, Messi. This is just the beginning. Considering Superboy's recent attendance record, he has only used Aegis three times at most."

"There are ten Aegis in the box. Superboy won't become dependent on the Aegis until he gets the seventh or eighth one."

"Sir, I don't understand. Will there really be any problems if Superboy uses S.H.I.E.L.D. in front of the Young Justice League?"

The female bodyguard, referred to as Messi, looked worried, but Luther didn't seem to care.

"What problem could there be? Even if the Justice League finds out that Superboy and I are connected, so what?"

Luther stood up and walked a few steps to his panoramic floor-to-ceiling window, where he could enjoy the most beautiful view of the metropolis.

"I'm currently running for mayor of Metropolis. As an official, what's wrong with me funding the superheroes I support? There are plenty of wealthy people who fund the Justice League. What difference will one more make?"

"Besides, it's better to let those oddly dressed guys know. There are plenty of suspicious guys among them. Superboy is a clone, and I've shown him the consequences of being matched."

"First, plant a seed of rivalry in his heart, then let him live in an environment full of suspicion. I ask you, Messi, if it were you, would you want to live in an environment of distrust?"

Without even thinking, Messi replied, "Of course not, sir."

“Of course.” Luther turned around. “Superboy doesn’t want to either. His special identity as a clone makes him more sensitive than others, and over time he will definitely hate the people around him.”

"When the time comes, I will appear at the right time and extend an olive branch. Even if he is unwilling, he will have no choice but to rely on me."

“A spy or a traitor.” Luther grinned smugly. “He never had a choice in the first place.”

...

"The mountain is overwhelming!"

Yang Le, transformed into a raging tiger, descended from the sky with his hands clasped in fists, his target Garfield on the ground. Garfield, unfazed by the swift attack, twisted his body and transformed into a raging tiger as well, easily dodging the attack with the agility of a berserker alien.

However, Yang Le was not going to let Garfield off so easily. He did not use his full strength in his attack from the beginning, so after landing, he let go of his hands and landed on all fours like a wild beast, taking advantage of the situation to rush towards the dodging Garfield.

"A crane swoops down to catch a shrimp!"

Garfield was in the process of withdrawing and hadn't even landed yet, so he had no choice but to take the brunt of Yang Le's impact head-on.

One white and one green, the two tiger-men collided with a muffled thud. Garfield was forced back more than ten meters under the immense force before finally coming to a stop.

With four hands gripping each other, the two tigers were locked in a stalemate, neither able to gain the upper hand.

"Elephant kicks!"

Yang Le's combat experience was definitely richer than Garfield's. Seeing that the stalemate could not be decided in a short time, he immediately raised his leg and kicked at his opponent. Garfield was caught off guard and fell into the trap.

Of course, this was during training; Yang Le didn't use excessive force, he just pushed Garfield out.

Garfield did a somersault in the air and then landed as lightly as a cat.

The moment Garfield landed, Yang Le was already upon him, his sharp claws on his fists just inches from piercing Garfield's eyes. Had Garfield suffered from acrophobia, he would probably have fainted on the spot.

Before Garfield could react, Yang Le had already withdrawn his right hand and deactivated his transformation back into an ordinary human.

Upon seeing this, Garfield reverted to his original state, but his expression lacked its usual cheerfulness; he looked dejected.

"Mr. Yang, did I perform poorly?"

Yang Le nodded and said, "Yes, you should know that you had no chance to fight back when facing my attacks. Your performance is beyond just being bad."

Upon hearing Yang Le's words, Garfield lowered his head even further, as if he wanted to bury it in his chest.

“Garfield, in that battle just now, you didn’t unleash the true power of the Tiger. I only saw the power of the Berserkers, I didn’t see any agility at all.”

“You’ve been on several missions with Young Hero Hai. I’ve seen the records. You basically only know how to fight using the powerful strength of the Tiger. Obviously, you haven’t listened to or practiced the techniques during training.”

“This won’t do, Garfield. The Tiger is a bipedal humanoid creature. You have dexterous hands, which means you can use fighting techniques, but I didn’t see a single technique in the fight just now.”

"Right now you have teammates to clean up your mess, but when you go on a mission alone, your weaknesses will be magnified infinitely. At that point, will you still be praying that the enemy will let you off the hook?"

Yang Le's tone wasn't harsh, but no one would believe they could be joking around when he was scolding them. Even the most carefree Wally wouldn't dare interrupt when Yang Le was lecturing, let alone Garfield.

Yang Le smacked his lips, and seeing Garfield's tearful expression, he felt that continuing would hurt the latter's self-esteem, so he had no choice but to give up.

After all, the purpose of training is to enhance combat effectiveness. If one's self-esteem is damaged, one might become discouraged and lose all fighting power, which would be a great loss.

(End of this chapter)