American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

It's that unlucky guy who failed to die after jumping off a building—Zigui Jordan.

Heartbroken, his love turned to hatred, and he hated his savior—that incredibly fast bird!

That's how the citizens of Metropolis are; anyone who saves them is inexplicably hated. Superman says he's used to it.

Of course, there were also those with sound minds who would express gratitude to the bird that saved him:

"Yes, that's it! I want to thank it for saving me! Saving my whole family!"

Of course, Lex Luthor didn't want to hear words of thanks.

He tilted his head and gave a wink to the staff backstage, and immediately three security guards rushed up and took the man who was thanking the yellow bird away.

Next, what Lex Luthor needs is the hatred that comes with it in the crowd.

"As you all saw, that incredibly fast creature isn't necessarily human; it's clearly... a bird!"

And that Superman flying in the sky—that guy is clearly not a normal human either; he made us feel threatened. How much more so a bird that isn't even human? They should all be arrested.

Especially that bird! Who can guarantee that its beak won't pierce your brain?

Therefore, I, Lex Luthor, will here unveil my new weapon!

Lois Lane in the audience was already red with anger. She had just reported on Superman yesterday, saying that Superman represents hope and peace and does good deeds in Metropolis! But in Lex's mouth, Superman is a threat and an enemy!

Ignoring the staff's attempts to stop her, she rushed forward, wanting to confront Lex Luthor face to face!

Seeing that things were about to escalate, Clark Kent nimbly took a step back and disappeared into the crowd.

After squeezing through the crowd, he ran into the nearest revolving door to change his clothes.

Louise Lane said angrily:

"Mr. Lex, please retract your slander against Superman! What were you doing while he was seriously saving people?"

You can't see him as a threat just because he's stronger than you! He's helping people; your statement is unfair to Superman!

Lex Luthor smiled:

"Hahaha, fair? I thank you, Miss Lois, for revealing to us the true nature of Superman. This includes surveillance, eavesdropping, and vandalism."

Super eyesight, super hearing, super strength! Any one of these superpowers, for ordinary people like us, isn't it a form of unfairness?

Louise retorted:

"But he can control it! My report says he spent many years controlling these superpowers!"

Lex laughed even harder:

"Yes, yes, you've revealed to me again that his superpowers are uncontrollable!"

These abilities aren't something he's born with; he needs practice, just like driving! But you can't deny that even learned drivers can have accidents! Can you guarantee his abilities won't get out of control in the future? Can you?

No! Just like you can't control a runaway car!

The crowd below agreed with Lex Luthor's point! Everyone makes mistakes, but not everyone can afford the consequences of those mistakes!

Just as Lex Luthor was feeling smug.

A voice came from the sky:

"Alright, Lex Luthor, I'm here. If you have any questions, you can ask me. There's no need to make things difficult for that lady."

Red cape, red shorts, slicked-back hair, and S-shaped bangs—Superman has arrived!

Chapter 41 Superman! Wait, a second Superman?

"Wow wow wow wow~ Let's clap our hands and welcome Superman's arrival!"

Superman, you're welcome to come and support us.

Lex Luthor smiled and led the applause, but he clapped very slowly, making it seem perfunctory.

The audience below the stage also felt a mix of envy, jealousy, and fear as they looked up at Superman in the sky.

Very few people clapped enthusiastically in the audience, and those who clapped slowly did so perfunctorily.

Lex Luthor was pleased with his ability to control the situation, which meant that although there were citizens blindly worshipping Superman below the stage, their numbers were relatively small. In that case, the real show was about to begin.

“Luther, feel free to ask me any questions. I’m right here. I’ll answer anything I know the answer to.”

A red cape fluttered in the sky, and a confident smile graced Superman's face.

Lex Luthor seemed even happier than Superman: "Very good, I admire your courage. Superman, flying around isn't good, it's easy to scare people. Come on, sit down and talk."

Lex Luthor clapped his hands, and backstage staff brought in two sofas, instantly transforming the stage into a stand-up comedy show, complete with a backdrop of a fast-running yellow bird.

"Superman..."

Louise was about to say something when Lex Luthor waved his hand to interrupt her:

“Miss Louise, this is my conversation time with him. Please do not interrupt our conversation, or I will kick you out.”

Oh, by the way, I remember you mentioned in an interview that Superman has a super brain, right? I think his brain isn't just for show, is it?

“I’m a reporter, you can’t kick me out. Superman, you don’t need to confront Luthor.”

Superman smiled brightly at Lois, who was looking worried, to reassure her.

He floated down from the sky and came to the platform to face Lex Luthor.

Lex Luthor said smugly to the audience, "Look, this is Superman! Powerful and confident, he has no fear of threats from an ordinary person like me."

However, judging from Luther's smug face, it seemed as if he had won in some way.

Superman used his X-ray vision to take a closer look at Lex Luthor. He could tell that Lex Luthor was very excited, but what exactly was he excited about?

"Luther, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Lex Luthor's smile faded. He sat down on the sofa and said in a relaxed manner:

"I believe the world doesn't need Superman. So I want you to disappear!"

"What!"

Lois was the first to disagree, "Lex Luthor, are you crazy? Are you going to kill Superman?!"

Based on Louise's many years of experience as a journalist, when a wealthy person says "I need you to disappear," that person will almost always actually disappear, and the final outcome will be either sinking into the sea or getting buried in cement.

Lex Luthor wagged his index finger, indicating that she was wrong:

"No, no, no, Miss Louise, I will sue you for defamation even if you say something wrong! And I believe my lawyer can win."

When I say Superman should disappear, I mean disappearing from the public sphere. The world can have one more invincible superhuman, but it absolutely cannot have one more Superman on a societal level.

His existence corrupts people.

Louise retorted, "You're dreaming! People can't live without Superman these days! He's a good role model and won't corrupt people!"

Superman walked to another sofa, plopped down, leaned forward, crossed his arms and rested them on his chin, then asked in a questioning tone:

"I don't understand, Luthor, why are you resisting Superman's appearance? Do you expect me to turn a blind eye and not save those poor people?"

Superman's words were actually setting a trap. Lex Luthor wanted to pressure him with the idea of ​​humanity's depravity, so Superman retaliated with human lives.

No one is unafraid of death! Especially those who die in accidents. And no one can guarantee they won't die in an accident.

However, Lex Luthor jumped into this pit without hesitation; he was a human supremacist. He believed that human potential was enormous, and that dangers and accidents could be solved through human wisdom.

Instead of relying on a superhero who acts like a nanny!

"Yes, I'm asking you not to save them!"

The existence of Superman diminishes humanity's potential to combat danger.

Luther hopes to advance human society through his own intellect and hard work, rather than relying on superhuman external power.

“I understand what you mean.” Clark smiled. “I’m just helping those in need to the best of my ability. Luther, I can’t please everyone, but I will still do what I believe is right.”

Superman's attitude infuriated Lex Luthor: "Fuck, I've said a lot of things seriously, and you still want to do things your own way?"

Lex Luthor decided he was determined to teach this confident Superman a lesson!

"OK, I understand. Since you want to stand on the opposite side of humanity, then you'll have to experience the wisdom of me, a human being."

Look at the ground, can you see through it?

Superman obediently used his X-ray vision, only to find that he couldn't see through it. "A lead plate? The entire platform is made of lead?"

"What! Lead plates!" Louise exclaimed in surprise, suddenly realizing that she seemed to have gotten herself into trouble.

Lex Luthor started laughing again:

"Oh, haha, it seems you really can't see through the lead plate. Hahaha, I have to thank Miss Louise for the interview. You truly deserve to be called the strongest female reporter."

"Superman, do you want to see what's under the floor?"

“Hey Luther, I don’t think we need to make a fuss about this.”

At this point, Superman hadn't suffered any major setbacks yet, and he believed that what Lex Luthor had installed under the platform were probably just some cannonballs and machine guns, which wouldn't harm him at all.

"Luther, what have you done! You used my information!" Louise exclaimed, confronting Luther.

Lex Luthor pushed Louise aside, who was blocking his way.

"I just want Superman to know about human intelligence! Please get out of my way and don't get in my way."

"Marx, you can start now!"

From behind the podium came a response: "OK!"

Crack, crack, the entire platform floor began to flip.

Seeing that Superman showed no intention of running away, Lex Luthor felt slighted and kindly reminded him, "Aren't you going to run? Superman? Do you really think you're invincible?"

“Luther, I’ve tried all of Earth’s weapons, and they’re useless against me. There’s no need to waste your time.”

As soon as Superman finished speaking, several green laser beams shot out from the floor and all hit Superman!

Weakness, pain, powerlessness...

The light of the green kryptonite enveloped him, and Superman instantly turned into a soft-legged crab, collapsing to the ground with a "thud".

His once sharp, angular muscles visibly softened, making him look pitiful, weak, and helpless.

"Ah!!! What did you do to him?!"