I became Superman

Fu Weiming nodded in satisfaction and smiled, "But we still need to be careful of that old devil's revenge."

David Brown said, "Mr. Fu, please rest assured. Since we dared to accept you, we are not afraid of retaliation from the new Han."

"We actually hope for his revenge, so that we can let all the strong people in the world know that we are willing to accept all strong people, regardless of their background."

"No one is allowed to lay a hand on us or retaliate against our friends!"

David Brown's attitude pleased Fu Weiming, who smiled and said, "Since everyone is so sincere, then I... wait a minute?!"

Fu Weiming's expression suddenly changed, and he became very serious.

Sarah Davis, who was standing next to him, exclaimed, "My God!"

David Brown and Christopher Miller asked in confusion, "Sarah, Mr. Fu, what happened?"

Sarah and Fu Weiming did not answer. The two rushed out of the room and looked up at the sky.

The sight before them sent shivers down their spines.

A gigantic face, obscuring the entire sky, was coldly watching them.

David and Christopher were not psychopaths and could not see what the two men's minds could see, but from their expressions, they knew that something terrible must have happened.

The two of them, on high alert, shouted, "Damn it, Sarah, what's going on?!"

Sarah and Fu Weiming were still staring at the sky in terror when suddenly their bodies began to tremble violently.

In their eyes, a giant hand seemed to be hanging down from space.

Fu Weiming's eyes were bloodshot; he wanted to disintegrate his body and allow his spirit to escape quickly.

But he discovered that his mind was locked and he was unable to move at all.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful force of attraction pulled Fu Weiming's spirit out of his body.

Fu Weiming's mind raced towards the giant hand in the sky.

His body slumped to the ground, completely lifeless.

David Brown and Christopher were stunned, and after a long while, they asked, "What happened?"

Sarah, utterly distraught, exclaimed, "He's been taken by God!"

David said, "Damn it, what god? We are god!"

Sarah shook her head blankly and said, "No, I'm talking about the real God."

……

Zhou Ming opened his palm, looked at the small figure, and smiled, "Mr. Fu, it's so soon we meet again."

Fu Weiming stared at that incredibly large, asteroid-like face, a chill running through him. He asked tremblingly, "What are you going to do?"

Zhou Ming laughed and said, "Why ask a question you already know the answer to?"

"You think you can't kill the god of the mind, so you act recklessly. Today I'll show you how."

He gazed at Fu Weiming and saw many extremely fine threads connecting Fu Weiming's spirit.

The other end of the silk thread is found in every corner of the world.

Following these threads, Zhou Ming instantly located its end.

In a bar in a southern city of the New Han Empire, a middle-aged man, who had been drinking all night, was surveying the men and women in the bar with a detached and smug look.

Suddenly his expression turned blank, and he fell off the high stool, causing a chorus of screams in the bar.

When people went to check on him, they found that his heart had stopped beating.

On a small island in the Pacific Ocean, as the sun rose, the natives all rose to worship their prophet.

The prophet looked down at them with disdain from his high place.

After the indigenous people finished their prayers, they asked the prophet for instructions, but the prophet did not respond for a long time.

At an Ivy League university in the United States, a highly respected professor was giving a humorous lecture to his students when he suddenly became dazed and collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

This is happening in many corners of the world.

Figures kept flashing in Zhou Ming's palm.

By the time Zhou Ming severed the last thread of Fu Weiming's mental connection, hundreds of people were already standing on his palm.

This is all of Fu Weiming's clones separated over nearly a century, and now they have all been captured.

Fu Weiming finally felt the fear of despair.

This kind of fear is originally incompatible with the god of the mind.

Before this, he had never imagined that anyone could drive the God of Psychology to despair.

"Don't do that! My abilities were hard-earned, and I still have a use for them!"

Hundreds of Fu Weimings shouted in unison.

Zhou Ming shook his head and said, "You don't need to explain your usefulness to me. With me around, none of you are of much use."

"If life and death are determined by whether something is useful or not, then the death of all of you would not be a great loss."

"I judge only your grave sins; I don't care whether you are useful or not."

After saying that, Zhou Ming clasped his hands together.

Zi Zhang could feel that with a flick of Zhou Ming's palm, Fu Weiming's soul, which had dominated for decades, was crushed, and all his consciousness was annihilated in the cold and desolate space.

He witnessed the fall of a god of psychology.

This was originally considered absolutely impossible.

Zizhang suddenly felt a sense of bewilderment.

"Mr. Zizhang, we're going back now."

Zhou Ming said.

"what!"

Zizhang snapped out of his daze and said, "Okay!"

He felt his field of vision shrink rapidly.

They descended from their lofty positions, as if they had fallen from heaven to earth, from gods to humans.

Finally, Zizhang felt a sudden light in his eyes; he had broken free from the perspective of his mind's eye and begun to see with his naked eye.

He let out a long sigh of relief.

Liu Yi asked, "Ah, you're back, Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zizhang, how did things go?"

Zi Zhang glanced at Zhou Ming and saw that he had no intention of explaining. He guessed that Zhou Ming didn't take this matter very seriously, so he wasn't enthusiastic about explaining.

He said, "Fu Weiming is dead."

Liu Yi exclaimed in surprise, "Really?"

"Absolutely true."

Zi Zhang said, "When you return to the capital to report, just tell the Emperor that all 317 of Fu Weiming's identities around the world have been eliminated, and that Fu Weiming is as dead as can be... Sigh!"

He suddenly shook his head and said, "I'll report to the Emperor myself. What do you know?"

Hey, no, you can say whatever you want, but why are you belittling people?

The Second Prince Liu Yi was speechless.

Zi Zhang said, "Mr. Zhou, Jinsha City might need a psychological traveler. I'll go with you."

Zhou Ming said, "Oh, it seems so."

……

The Center for Extraordinary People in Jinsha City.

Feng Ke'an paced anxiously back and forth in the VIP lounge, constantly grumbling about Zhou Ming in his heart.

The solar eclipse is about to happen, so why does he insist on dealing with Fu Weiming at this time? Is that something that can be done in a short time?

He not only went himself, but also took the Second Prince with him. If he doesn't come back, he really doesn't know if he can handle things here.

Ugh!

"Stop walking around."

Minglou said helplessly, "Just sit still. Since Zhou Ming made a guarantee, there won't be any problems."

Feng Ke'an looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Just how strong is he that you have so much confidence in him?"

Minglou remained calm and said, "I have confidence in him not because I know how strong he is, but because I have no idea how strong he is."