My Marvel Superman Girlfriend.

There have been no further posts since then. The last update on Kara's personal Twitter account was five days ago on Christmas Eve, and it seems she hasn't been online since.

"Could he have gone on vacation abroad too..." hope Nian pondered for a moment, then tapped the screen to reply to the message.

First, apologize and explain why you didn't reply to the message, then send a belated Christmas greeting, and finally inquire about the other person's health and travel plans...

As a senior student, I care about you.

After three consecutive wins.

Xinian checked the class discussion group information again and found that the class instructor had updated the class information. The group trip, originally scheduled for mid-January, had been moved up to January 1st, New Year's Day.

Today is the second to last day of 2011.

Isn't this just a group trip to New York for three days after spending a week of Christmas break and attending school for a day?

hope Nian was speechless; he still harbors some lingering fear about traveling.

He thought that as long as it was truly a simple "tourism" trip, that would be fine. Unlike his previous two so-called tourism trips, which involved either being forced to save the world or undergo arduous training, it was far removed from the relaxing and entertaining purpose of tourism.

After browsing and responding to the messages on Twitter, Xinian was bored and started browsing online news again.

Upon closer inspection...

hope Nian's eyes widened in surprise, and he instinctively straightened his back and sat upright on the sofa.

His expression was serious as he quickly scrolled down the news articles on his phone.

During the few days that Xinian stayed on Paradise Island, two things went viral across the internet!

……

The first thing is about the superhero Captain America, Steve Rogers!

Due to the death of former U.S. Secret Service agent Peggy Carter, Captain America, who has been resurrected from the iceberg and disappeared for more than 70 years, makes his first public appearance as one of the pallbearers!

While his lover of the same generation has aged and passed away, Captain America, as the first superhero to break through the limits of humanity, remains as young as a man in his early twenties!

Without peers, without comrades-in-arms, one can never fulfill that promise, which is an extremely cruel thing for a superhero!

Captain America, who has crossed eras and arrived in the 21st century, faces the question of where he should go from here.

……

The second matter concerns the earthly god of the metropolis—

superman.

Since Superman rose to fame a year and a half ago when he fought against the Kryptonian warships and forces, he has been using his superhuman strength to help humanity and has been worshipped by many as a god among men.

But the trend of fallacies has completely changed in the last few days.

Due to excessive damage to buildings and accidental injuries to people, some citizens of the Metropolitan City began to protest publicly, prompting the Metropolitan Court to announce that it would publicly summon Superman for trial!

The trial is scheduled for January 2nd of next year!

Superhero Superman could very well be convicted and imprisoned!

……

After reading the two major news items, hope Nian couldn't help but frown.

The number of extraordinary beings emerging and recovering in the world is increasing. The only way to fight extraordinary beings is to use extraordinary beings against extraordinary beings, but extraordinary beings are feared and questioned by ordinary people.

The world is beset by internal and external troubles, much like the invisible trends of the times.

"Should we prepare some precautionary measures?" hope muttered to himself, glancing at the little emperor who was fast asleep on the sofa next to him.

A young Flerken, a dormant Venom...

If we don't include my aunt, it's clearly not stable enough.

hope Nian fell into thought.

No matter what, he must protect the people around him.

Under this premise, he is fearless even if his opponent is an ancient god, an alien, a superhuman, or a monster.

……

Two days later, January 1st, New Year's Day.

This is the first day of the new year 2012!

The weather was sunny and bright.

January is usually the coldest month, but this year, the global climate seems out of sync, with temperatures rising steadily right after the new year. Outdoor temperatures feel more like autumn, and many students have shed their heavy coats and down jackets.

Around noon, a bright yellow school bus stopped at the entrance of the middle school.

The male instructor, holding a megaphone, stood at the school gate and shouted, "Students in our class, hurry up, take your belongings, find your seats on the bus."

Students filed out of the teaching building and boarded the school bus.

"Xinian, what are you still doing? Get in the car!" the male instructor suddenly shouted in one direction.

"Coming!" Xinian, carrying his schoolbag, hurriedly ran out of the teaching building in response.

He had just stopped by Kara's classroom, only to find that she hadn't come to class today either. Kara hadn't responded to his messages since Christmas Eve, and had been on sick leave from school for several days.

This is undoubtedly worrying.

As hope Nian boarded the bus, she glanced at the thermos cup in the male instructor's hand, and her eyes twitched slightly.

Why put a picture of him in women's clothing from behind while fighting Abomination on the rim of his thermos?

Who can stand this?

hope Nian sighed. As soon as he entered the school bus, he saw Gwen waving at him from a seat a little further back. The seat next to her, which was the envy of all the boys and girls in the class, was occupied by her own little backpack.

Xinian immediately waved and went to the seat next to Gwen.

"Hold on tight, we're about to go!"

With the male instructor's deep and powerful voice giving his instructions, Xinian's New York trip was about to begin.

Chapter 50, Gwen Wants Compensation

Drip!

The bus horn sounded a signal, and the school bus at the school gate slowly started moving, merging into the main road leading to New York City.

In the car.

As the city scenery flashed by on both sides, the students could hardly contain their excitement and began to whisper and discuss among themselves.

"Quiet down! Students, please quiet down!" The instructor, accompanied by a young teacher, stood on the school bus platform next to the driver's seat. He put down his thermos with a picture of the silver-haired goddess on it and shouted into the noisy carriage through a megaphone.

The students on the school bus immediately quieted down and looked curiously at the young teacher they had never seen before.

As the class monitor, Gwen obviously knew more information, and whispered to Xinian, "That's the new instructor's assistant."

At this moment, the somewhat muscular instructor grinned and said, "Classmates, I believe you all know who I am. However, let me introduce myself again—I am the instructor for this class, Roth Harrington. You can call me Teacher Harrington, or just Instructor."

Male instructor Rott Harrington clapped his hands enthusiastically: "I'm in charge of arranging everything for this class's outing. I'm both the teacher and the tour guide. Don't hesitate to come to me if you need anything!"

"Also, let me tell you a secret: I'm a huge fan of the Silver-Haired Goddess!" Instructor Roth chuckled.

They've even stuck the photos directly onto the thermos cups; who doesn't know this so-called secret?

However, Instructor Roth's last joke immediately elicited laughter from the students in the car, breaking down barriers and bridging the gap between him and many of them.

In one of the back seats, hope Nian patted his forehead, looking utterly dejected.

There's absolutely no need for that...

"By the way, let me introduce you." After creating a friendly atmosphere, Instructor Roth immediately patted the young man standing next to him: "This is my temporary assistant, and also the deputy instructor for this class's trip."

"Introduce yourself to your classmates," Instructor Roth suggested, raising an eyebrow.

The young man with a slightly sexy stubble nodded. He took a step forward and stood where the students on the school bus were focused. His expression suddenly turned serious as he opened his arms and said, "Hello, my name is Quentin Baker. You can also call me 'Mysterio.' Actually, I am a transmigrator from a parallel universe!"

"..."

The students on the bus were all stunned.

hope Nian stared intently at the young man, his eyes wide.

No way, did I run into someone from my hometown?

Snapped!

Instructor Roth patted Quentin Baker on the head and explained with a helpless look, "Everyone, please forgive your deputy instructor, he's a bit... delusional."

Quentin Baker smiled and said, "How was my acting just now? It was pretty realistic, wasn't it? My childhood dream was to be an actor, a Hollywood stuntman."

The students looked at each other, unsure how to respond.

“Don’t let his appearance fool you,” Instructor Roth stepped in to smooth things over. “He’s recently been applying for a position at Stark Industries. He might join as a technician soon after he finishes as your assistant instructor!”

Stark Industries? Technician?

Upon hearing this, the students applauded with admiration and anticipation.

At Stark Industries, regardless of the position, everyone is among the world's elite. Most importantly, the salary is undoubtedly high. And a technician's position is far more valuable than that of a university professor!

hope Nian subconsciously touched his nose, realizing that he had seemingly banished that Stark Industries bigwig to another dimension.

Although it was in a three-in-one state at the time.

……

After the two instructors finished their self-introductions and mingled well with the students, the school bus quickly entered the highway, and the interior gradually quieted down.

School buses are much slower than airplanes and trains, taking at least three or four hours to reach New York. With the curtains drawn on both sides of the windows, the interior immediately became much darker, and many students were either sleeping with their eyes closed or playing on their phones, making it so quiet that only the sound of the school bus moving could be heard.

hope Nian had originally intended to lie down and take a nap. Just then, Gwen, who was sitting next to him, leaned closer and whispered in his ear, "Remember what we agreed on the day before yesterday?"

"The day before yesterday?" hope Nian paused for a moment, then quickly remembered that Gwen wanted to make amends...

"What kind of compensation do you want? Just say it." hope Nian nodded readily. His childhood sweetheart was like a brother to him.

"I think I twisted my ankle when I got in the car just now, it hurts a bit," Gwen said in a low voice, her face slightly flushed and a little embarrassed.

"It's nothing, it's not much compensation. Put your feet up here, I'll massage them for you," hope Nian said without thinking too much about it.

"..."