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Chapter 155 The seventh satellite

In the desert, US military base.

Things happened so quickly that no one saw the complete process clearly. In short, a space station ruin that could weigh four or five hundred tons fell from outside the atmosphere, like a heavyweight missile falling from the sky. Ten seconds ago, it had approached less than 100 meters above the base, and was about to level everything around it.

But the expected explosion did not happen, and there was no terrifying impact sweeping everything.

In an instant, the air seemed to solidify, the huge base was quiet, and everyone stared at it in a daze, not daring to come out.

The huge ruin stopped and hovered about three or four meters away from the ground. Two astronauts hugged Superman tightly, the latter protecting the two with one hand, and the other hand was like the strongest load-bearing pillar to resist the weight of the space station. The palms were deeply pressed into the aerospace composite shell.

It was not until Superman put down the two astronauts and then easily threw the four or five hundred tons aside like throwing garbage, and the crowd moved to the safe area by Eric did not burst out cheers.

"Everyone is still alive!" A man who seemed to be at the level of an officer shouted, "Is there anyone..."

"I've scanned the fall area. No one except these two astronauts were caught in this accident." Superman said, walking to Eric and smiling slightly, "Thank you, thanks for help, kid."

"Uh...no need to thank me?"

The astronaut who survived the disaster took off his helmet and looked pale. After adjusting his breath for a moment, they walked to Superman: "Oh my God, Superman... I don't know how to thank you..."

"First, have a physical examination." Superman smiled and patted his shoulder, "Then, celebrate! According to my statistics, you two broke at least seven Guinness records during the fall."

As expected, he was an incredible guy just like the one described in the original work. Eric thought to himself.

Superman has this magical ability, not only his almost godly superpower, but also a magic power that brings warmth and hope to people. It is irreplaceable to anyone and an important part of making him a superman.

After saying goodbye, Superman took off again and left the base. Obviously, he still has a lot to be busy with, and there are things that Superman needs to deal with in the whole world.

Iron Man also landed next to Eric. Eric glanced at him and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Now? It's okay." Tony said a little depressedly, "but this is not over yet... the guy who claimed to be "ascension" blacked my armor, and all my systems didn't even notice it. How could this be possible? The hacking technology already available on Earth - no matter how advanced - could not be able to do this."

“'The Earth already has it,'” Eric repeated, "this may be a revelation."

"All in all, I have to find out these. 'Assassination', no matter who they are, this group is now on my blacklist... By the way, have you heard of the fair I have been preparing for recently?"

"The practice of Stark's business? I know that TV and newspapers are spreading overwhelmingly, and it's hard not to know."

"Yes, and if you're interested, I can give you two tickets - free, do you know how much a ticket for my fair is worth?"

"I don't know." Eric shrugged, "Don't tell me, I don't want to know either. I'm afraid I'm scared by you."

"I will ask Pepper to send you the tickets. If you use them or not, you can invite anyone with you." Tony said meaningfully, "Anyone you like."

"Why do I sound weird?"

"Then let's do it first. I'll go first. Now there's another thing to be busy with on my schedule."

After Tony finished speaking, he immediately "boomed" into the air and flew into the sky.

ASCHUAN, a floating carrier.

"The system has been restored, sir." The staff in front of the console finally wiped their sweat. "The impact has disappeared, and all systems have been re-on."

"Report the situation, how are the falling satellites?" Fury asked urgently.

"There are eight projects falling in total, three of which belong to the United States," the staff said. "Alpha armor intercepted one of the space stations, and the Metropolitan Superman intercepted six, including the 'Lighthouse'."

"What about one more?"

"There is another trajectory that will fall to an abandoned base in our country on the Andaman Sea."

"original?"

"Yes, but...we're throwing it away."

Fury frowned: "What does it mean?"

"It may have been intercepted, and something might have happened in the middle," the staff member was also a little confused, but continued to report, "but it did not hit the base, and now we don't know where it went."

"Didn't it mean... that he was dispatched?"

Fury frowned, as if he had thought of something.

"What's wrong, Director?"

"No, nothing." Fury shook his head, "It's good that there is no damage. Let's put this aside first."

Of course, this agent was not an idiot. He obviously saw what the director knew, but since he was unwilling to say that he shouldn't ask, and that this is what he should do in this job.

In fact, there are many secrets, and Nick Fury is probably the only one who knows on the entire mothership.

Metropolis, Planet Daily.

Clark Kent can be said to be the kind of reporter that any newspaper editor is most happy about, not only because he is hardworking and has no complaints about any job assignment, but also his work efficiency is exaggerated. His typing speed is extremely fast. When the editor appointed him, he said that he had never seen such a fast typist in his editorial career. In addition, he seemed to have a more sensitive sense of smell than a dog. Every time a news incident just spreads a little, and other reporters have not prepared to interview, and his reports have often been written - especially when the incident involves Superman.

Of course, it wouldn't be surprising if the editor-in-chief knew that little secret about him - because Clark Kent himself was Superman.

Today, the incident of Superman intercepting the satellites created by the Ascension organization will naturally become the headlines again, and Clark Kent became the first person in the country to complete related reports.

After reading his report, the editor-in-chief frowned slightly.

“As always efficient, Kent, but you might be a little too impatient,” he said. “Remember, as a reporter, you must distinguish between primary and secondary, and the authenticity of the report should often be given priority.”

Clark was stunned: "Did you say my report is wrong?"

"Yes, you should take a closer look at the latest news." The editor pointed to a paragraph of his report and said, "You wrote that Superman intercepted six of the seven projects, and one of them fell into a US military facility not far from Thailand."

"However?" Clark raised his eyebrows.

"However, Superman intercepted all the fallen objects, one of them was not leaked," said the editor. "Although it was just a matter of details, these should attract the attention of an excellent reporter. You can see it yourself, I will send you the picture later, it lands in the sea along the coast, and the old base you reported is intact."

Clark was stunned.

If Superman really intercepted the last falling satellite, how could he, as Superman, know nothing?

If Superman hadn't intercepted this satellite, who did it?

"You're right." Clark turned around and walked out the door, "I'm a little confused about the primary and secondary... I should go and confirm it myself."

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