Black-robed Superman from a certain American comic book

"I did a really good job..."

Jupiter looked at the city, now reduced to half its former self due to the giant's fallen legs, and smiled warmly. Undoubtedly, Jupiter had done everything in his power to protect the people of this city from the threat of the evil giant; he was a great hero!

"I need to gain a certain status in this world so that my mentally challenged system can establish a strong enough connection with this world. In other words, the higher the status, the better. Simply put, I still need to become the ancestor of everyone."

Jupiter's analysis is logical and well-founded. Simply put, there is no task that Jupiter cannot accomplish by becoming an ancestor; if there is, then he will not do it...

If there is a task that cannot be completed by Jupiter becoming an ancestor, then it is definitely not Jupiter's fault, but the task itself, and the task must be changed!

"This world has two organizations: the Monster Association and the Hero Association. In other words, as long as I choose one of them and become a member of an organization, I can establish a sufficient connection between the system and this world, allowing the system to gain some control over the rules of this world. Then I just need to wait quietly for that bastard Boros to show up..."

"So, should I join the Monster Association or the Hero Association?"

Jupiter kept thinking.

"I only have one choice..."

Jupiter made his decision a few seconds later; it wasn't a question that required any thought.

"Only children make choices; the answer from our ancestors was everything."

"A dual chairman (ancestor) of the Monster Association and the Hero Association, that's not bad..."

"Then first, let's go to the Hero Association and get an S-class hero certificate."

After finishing his thoughts, Jupiter flew directly towards the Hero Association.

"Those who want to participate in the test, please come this way..."

“We have ‘professional’ judges to score everyone.”

In the vast stadium testing area, staff members guided the group of people who were preparing to become superheroes to participate in the tests.

Just as countless people who believed they had the qualities to become heroes began their trials!

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the roof of the massive stadium was blasted open.

A man dressed in a white bodysuit floated silently in the air, his red cape fluttering gently with the air currents.

"This is the Hero Association's assessment site, right?"

The man stood in the air and asked the stunned group of examinees.

With a deafening roar, our ancestors made their dazzling entrance!

Chapter 51 Jupiter Helps Everyone with the Assessment

"Oh dear~"

Looks like I'm late.

"In that case, let's go to the supermarket and grab some bargains!"

At that moment, a bald man with no hair walked between the giant brother's legs.

Meanwhile, at the Hero Association Superhero Selection Venue.

"Hey! Don't you even know how to queue?!"

"Don't you know what 'first come, first served' means?!"

"That's right! That's right!"

"Being able to fly is amazing! Line up for us!"

Countless trainee superheroes, staring at the white figure floating in the sky after it broke through the stadium ceiling, protested loudly.

In this world filled with all sorts of superheroes and evil monsters, flight isn't a particularly powerful ability, so even though they clearly saw Jupiter displaying his formidable strength, they still dared to protest.

"Um?!"

Jupiter frowned as he listened to the crowd's shouts.

"So you're all people ahead of me in line, right?"

Jupiter floated in the air and asked.

"What do you think?! If you know, then hurry up and get in line behind us!"

"You bastard, you should at least know the rules, right?"

A burly man, two meters tall, roared at Jupiter.

"There's really no other way..."

Jupiter stretched his limbs.

"How about I get some exercise after all this time, do a little bit of my job, and help the Hero Association clean up some trash?"

Jupiter smiled as he spoke.

"What are you trying to do?!"

The burly man frowned as he watched Jupiter's actions, a bad premonition rising in his heart.

"boom!"

Before the burly man could understand what Jupiter was trying to do, Jupiter had already flown in front of him and launched a powerful punch.

"You're slow to react and physically weak. You think you can be a superhero? Go home and train for ten or eight years to learn how to protect yourself!"

Jupiter looked at the burly man he had flown over and spoke in a cold voice.

What are you doing?

The group of superhero reserves stared wide-eyed at Jupiter, who had started a fight at the drop of a hat. They were incredulous. First, they hadn't expected anyone to dare to make a move here, and second, they hadn't expected the big man to be so easily defeated by Jupiter.

"And you guys, you were also ahead of me in line, right?"

"Your assessment is too slow; it seems you need some help."

Jupiter stretched his neck and flew toward the group of clowns dressed in strange costumes.

Jupiter swooped down, sending countless clowns flying like bowling pins.

"hateful!"

Someone wanted to resist, so he adopted a free-fighting stance.

"Go away."

Jupiter grabbed the other person's clothes and threw them into the air.

"bump!"

In an instant, the person who intended to resist was sent flying towards the ceiling, and with a 'thud,' his head was permanently embedded in the ceiling.

"This is a record-breaking achievement!"

The professional examiner, who was recording the scores, looked at the examinee whose head seemed to be stuck in the ceiling and pondered how to score in this situation.

Before the examiners could score, Jupiter threw all the candidates waiting to be tested into the sky, their heads disappearing into the ceiling. They all received full marks, and one even passed through the ceiling, breaking the record once again.

"And you too!"

After clearing out the group, Jupiter arrived at the testing ground for the 100-meter race.

Kick them hard in the backside as they prepare for the race...

"bump!"

The clown, who was about to become a hero, instantly transformed into a blur and leaped over the finish line.

The moment the clown crossed the finish line, the monitor displayed "470 m/s".

"It's supersonic..."

The examiner stared wide-eyed at the number.

Then, Jupiter's legs transformed into invisible kicks, sending the examinees flying one by one.

510m/s

380m/s

1080m/s

"Holy crap, call an ambulance! This guy has a car with stunted brakes, get him there quickly for emergency treatment."

The examiners stared wide-eyed at the grotesque, mosaic-covered muscular man.

"Then there's the machine for testing punching power!"

Jupiter flashed to the front of the test machine.

At this moment, a well-built man is intently focused in front of the machine.

"I can definitely create a miracle!"

"I want to be the pride of my village! I want to be a superhero who protects Earth!"

A few beads of sweat appeared on the man's forehead. He mustered all his strength and punched the punching power testing instrument.

"too slow!"

Just as the man was about to throw a punch, accompanied by a cold shout, he suddenly felt a tremendous force on the back of his head. The next second, his fairly handsome face slammed into the punching power tester.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, the punching power tester was instantly smashed into a pile of mud.

"Look at your face! You can do it if you put in the effort."

Jupiter gazed at the man whose face had turned into a mosaic and who was on the verge of death, and spoke softly.

"And you too, you need some help..."

Jupiter turned to look at the queue of people...

Half an hour later.

"Manager."

A man dressed in a black suit and with a yellow center-parted hairstyle slowly stepped out of the car, and several staff members of the Hero Association outside the car nodded in respect.

So what exactly is going on?