Planet Daily Headquarters.

On this day, a new candidate came, a tall young man, *******, and looked very gentle.

"Clark Kent, this is your place in the future. Louise, I'll leave this newcomer to you." A senior executive of the Planet Daily led Clark to an empty table and said to Louise next door.

Louise agreed and looked at the young man in confusion until Clark took off his glasses and showed a surprise expression.

"You are really Clark! Why are you..."

"It's these glasses, I made a kind of vision-confusing glasses. You also know that Superman never wears a hood. Many people know my face. If they don't hide it, they will be recognized." Clark put on his glasses again and looked at Louise with a hot look.

Louise was a little panicked, and the surprise on her face could not be concealed. She looked at the big man in front of her nervously, putting her hands on her legs, picking up some documents, and then putting them aside at a loss.

A man and a woman, with the joy of not seeing each other for a long time, the excitement of reunion, and the feeling planted at some point, were naturally and passionate.

"Where have you been during this time?" Louise asked, plucking up the courage to face Clark's fiery gaze.

"I was in a coma for a few days... I also want to thank you, Louise, for taking the risk for me."

Speaking of this, Clark's face showed a hint of confusion, and he subconsciously raised his hand to touch the back of his head. There seemed to be... a vague pain?

"I seem to have been having a terrible nightmare."

Clark pondered, his eyes extremely serious.

He always dreams of someone beating him. In his dream, whenever the self in the dream is about to wake up, a mysterious person will punch him down and put himself in a deep sleep again.

This nightmare is extremely real, which makes Clark feel scared now, and the back of his head seems to be in pain.

"It's okay, everything is over..." Louise comforted, and the two people who opened the topic were getting closer and closer, whether it was the distance between the heart or the distance between space.

A few minutes later, the two of them moved their chairs together. Those who didn't know thought that Louise was teaching the new rookie dutifully.

"Good luck guy."

Some men occasionally turned their heads and muttered, looking at Clark Louise with envy, but everyone wanted to pick them away, but no one succeeded yet.

"Everyone, stop the work you are doing, I have something to announce!"

The boss of Planet Daily, tall but obese Perry White, who weighs more than 200 pounds, stood in the middle of the road with a gloomy face, then picked up the remote control and directly opened the display screen in the hall.

On the screen, there was a guy making a fuss, and his big mouth with a poisonous tongue was squirting wildly.

"The Knight Daily can have today all depends on my wise leadership. James, as the leader of the world's first-class daily newspaper, shook the flag and shouted for the people with a very strategic vision."

"I am not the same as the bedbug that floats around New York City in red. I am a law-abiding citizen, and he is a shameful criminal, a despicable thief who is good at cheating people with disguise."

"The newspapers across the United States, except for the Horn Daily, are full of garbage and are full of despicable liars."

"Especially the Metropolitan Planet Daily, do they want to enter New York? Impossible, New Yorkers will never accept such a newspaper full of lies..."

On the screen, James was extremely majestic and solemn, and he was talking to the camera. His extremely cold expression was that those who didn't know thought that this old man was a top expert scholar in a certain field and was commenting on the development of the world situation.

By the way, Mr. James fired a map cannon and made a piece of shit on his colleagues.

Perry, the CEO of Planet Daily, had a fat face, as disgusting as eating a fly.

"Someone declared war on us! Are we just surrendering like this?!" Perry yelled loudly, shouting at the employees who looked different and mostly angry.

Perry used the remote control, pressed the mute key, and pointed to the screen to accuse the scum of the Horn Daily.

"They are such a group of people, especially their boss James, who are simply scumbags! He likes to say things that fart with his big mouth and deceive readers into buying their worthless news!"

"As we all know, the Knight Daily is getting worse every year. Peter Parker, their most diligent and capable employee, went to college two years ago! With their third-rate newspapers like them, they couldn't even get much money, so they hired people like Brock!"

Perry was extremely excited, holding a newspaper in his hand and waving it, as if he had become a morale-boosting officer.

Clark smiled and turned his head to look at Louise, "Does our newspaper work in such an atmosphere?"

"That's right, Perry is actually a very good person, but he can't stand the excitement. The Horn Daily has teased him once or twice, and this time he was forced to do it." Louise held back her laughter and leaned into Clark's ear and whispered.

The heat that was blowing out when he spoke was sprayed into his ears, itchy, and a strange color flashed across Clark's face, staring at Louise and staring straight at him.

"Is there something wrong in a while? Why don't we go and have something to drink?"

"OK!"

Another pair, done.

What greeted Clark was the extremely angry eyes of the employees around him, as if a flower in his home had been picked by cow dung - yes, the tall and handsome Clark was a piece of cow dung in the eyes of an angry men.

Perry did not notice the changes in the employees and continued to be passionate there, threatening to give the Horn Daily a look and not let them continue to spray, which would affect the reputation of Planet Daily.

...

On an island somewhere on Earth, the huge Kryptonian spacecraft is anchoring here.

In the secret room of creation, someone is conducting an experiment inside.

"Failed again..." Donnie frowned slightly, looking at the special cell that ordinary people cannot see with their naked eyes in the debugging liquid in his hand.

This is the 190th experiment and the 190th failure.

All cells that were subject to the experiment died.

"Does this kind of creature that is unreasonable... really exist?" the military doctor knocked down and confused.

Even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't figure out how that infinitely enhanced life would exist.

"Doom Day is real, and something must have happened to our experimental steps."

Donny clenched his fist, and when he opened it again, the debugging liquid and the dead cells had turned into smaller particles and disappeared.
Chapter completed!