American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 332 After the Great Battle

The war is over.

Just like the ideas expressed in "War and Peace".

People breed conflict in peace, which in turn breeds war, and then they yearn for peace in war.

Everything in the world is like an ouroboros, endlessly repeating its cycle.

Barney, who aspires to godhood, is undoubtedly a capable ambitious man, but the true strength of his opponent far exceeds Barney's expectations.

The central city at this moment.

On the memorial statue in the city center square, a steel dove made of guns stands tall.

Countless citizens spontaneously came to place white flowers at the foot of the statue to commemorate the people who sacrificed their lives in this vampire conflict.

In an apartment not far from the city center.

The heavy gray curtains blocked out the lights outside.

A faint red light was reflected on the wall.

Photos of famous American football players are displayed on various parts of the room's walls.

Above the bedside table was a group photo of the four main members of the Justice League.

A hooded boy sat on a chair not far from the round table.

"The war is over, and the President of the United States has been confirmed to be a puppet infected by the vampires."

The television was broadcasting the latest news updates. The boy raised his right hand, which turned out to be an elaborate and ornate steel arm.

He slowly turned his head, revealing a half-metal face embedded in what should have been a complete face.

The crimson glow of his electronic compound eyes cast flickering light on his face.

Like a RoboCop from a futuristic movie, the boy turned his head and focused his gaze on the poster.

"The Justice League has saved the world once again."

The boy hung his head, looking rather dejected, a look of loneliness flashing in his intact right eye.

Every boy dreams of being a superhero when he's a child.

Heroes of justice, saving the world.

However, most people change their minds after experiencing the harsh realities of life, society, and time.

If they were to actually gain superpowers, the world would soon be in deep trouble.

But the boy clearly longed to be a superhero. It was easy to see from the superhero posters on his walls and the pictures of the enemies Gino had defeated that he wanted to be a superhero.

His gaze fell on Shazam, a member of the Justice League. He thought that if such a fool could become a member of the Justice League, so could he.

But the most important and crucial thing is to take that first step.

Sometimes, many people simply can't take that first and most important step.

"Clang clang clang~"

The sudden sound, like the thud of something heavy hitting the floor, echoed through the room.

The boy turned his head again, his gaze falling on the storage room on the west side of the room.

A flickering light shimmered from inside the half-open doorway.

The boy's dark face slowly furrowed as he stood up, his metallic body stomping as he approached.

Then, he pushed open the door and saw a cube-shaped metal box, about the size of two basketballs, twisting and shaking, emitting a dazzling silver light.

The metal block twisted and throbbed around its edges, looking incredibly eerie.

Atlantis.

The Deep Sea Kingdom.

A magnificent underwater castle thousands of kilometers away from a golden, resplendent kingdom.

Dozens of fully armed underwater soldiers stared in horror at the rhomboid objects placed on the stone pillars that had been thrown into the ancient castle hundreds of years ago.

The hexahedral crystal shimmered brilliantly under the ripples of the water, casting a deep, dark glow over the murky seawater.

"Report this to the King immediately!"

The leading warrior turned and roared. As a guard stationed in this forbidden area, he naturally knew what the noise meant!

亚马逊。

The Promised Land of Zeus, a place isolated from the world.

In a circular prison not far from the island, a group of valiant Amazonian warriors diligently performed their duties.

"Buzz!"

A tremendous, clear, and resolute vibration entered the ears of every Amazon warrior.

Something's up!

The female captain, who was in charge, shouted first and immediately issued the order: "Seal off this space and report to the Queen!"

She drew her Amazonian sword from her waist and walked step by step toward the metal cube placed in the very center of the hall.

The square box, weathered by time and covered with a layer of brass rust, trembled continuously. As the sound intensified, the rust shattered and crumbled, and beams of bright silver light shone through the box and scattered around.

Kent Farm.

The autumn evening breeze blows across the boundless wheat fields, carrying the faint fragrance of rice and bringing a sense of tranquility and peace.

"Crackling sound."

The crackling sound of the burning firewood in the bonfire easily evokes memories of our ancestors eating around a campfire in ancient times, bringing a sense of peace to the heart.

"Excellent wine!"

Aquaman Arthur grew his hair long, downed the amber-gold liquor in his glass in one gulp, and let out a satisfied sigh as he tilted his head back.

"Even in Ci'en Harbor, there are quite a few damned vampires."

Arthur wiped his mouth and chatted with Clark: "I pinned them to the sea with my trident; it felt as crisp as shoving tofu."

This is a party.

Gathering together after major battles or collective combat seems to have become an unwritten rule for the Justice League.

At this moment on the farm, a few tables, a few bottles of beer, and some roasted meat on the iron stove are all that's needed for this gathering.

Bruce has removed his Batman costume, and the billionaire is now sitting by the iron stove, turning over the grilled meat.

His experience traveling the world after leaving Gotham City gave him a wealth of experience in grilling meat.

Bruce's eyes were fixed on the barbecue, but the slight tilt of his head proved that he was eavesdropping on Aquaman and Clark's conversation.

"What about your girlfriend? How's she been lately?" Arthur grinned, scratching his head as he said, "That girl named Lana."

"Not too good." Clark took a sip of beer, his face showing helplessness. "She and I had a fight a while ago, and I wasn't planning to talk to her, but the vampire invasion has brought our relationship to a freezing point."

"There are always too many things to do, and I'm too busy."

Clark sighed. He couldn't understand why, even though he was Superman, he always seemed to have too much time. When he finally had time to explain to Lana, the girl was disappointed in him and didn't want to hear his explanation anymore.

Don't take love too seriously!

Arthur patted Clark on the shoulder with a hint of sympathy and shared his life experience with his teammate: "I believe that life should be lived in the present moment, you understand?"

"I agree with Arthur on this point."

Before anyone could react, a figure descended from the sky.

The howling wind whipped up the aroma of roasted meat, and Gino slowly landed, stepping onto the straw on the ground.

The boy sighed helplessly and said, "If I were you, I'd hurry up and eat."

"Because there's trouble again."

(End of this chapter)