The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 4425 Dark Prelude (Part 10)
Hal walked over and patted Ron on the shoulder, then said, "It's alright. Anyway, they look a lot like your wife and daughter. Just consider it a beautiful dream."

“No,” Rong En said through gritted teeth. “Precisely because they look so alike, I will never allow anyone to do this. Using them against me is not only a desecration and defilement of them, but also an insult to me.”

“They think my wife and daughter are weaknesses that will hold me back. But they are not. They have always been supportive of me. No matter what I want to do, they have always loved me. Their love is unconditional, not based on whether I do what they say or not. I will never accept anyone describing them as such despicable manipulators!”

“They also think I’m a coward who would be tempted by love, lose his sense of right and wrong, and turn against his own side. But I’m not. Even if they really come back and Earth or Mars is in disaster, I must go without hesitation because I am a Martian Manhunter and a member of the Justice League. It’s my duty. I will not run away for any excuse.”

Rong En stood up and said, "No matter who is behind this, anyone who dares to humiliate me in this way will be taught a lesson!"

“You two have both encountered something like this; it can’t be a coincidence,” Arthur said. “I need to go back to Atlantis first to see if my mother has also been resurrected. And you, Hal. I remember your father also passed away. Are you…”

“If they really do come back to life, what should we do?” Hal asked. “Although I already know it’s a conspiracy, we can’t just kill them outright. What if we push them too far and they start a massacre in the city?”

“Then let’s get them under control first,” Arthur said. “Your father is just an ordinary person, he can’t be in a worse situation than me. If the Queen really does come back to life, the seven sea tribes will definitely make trouble again. I have to get back as soon as possible to deal with it.”

"It's not safe to leave those two imposters here. I'm going to send them to the Martian prison. It's a prison specifically for Martians; they're unlikely to escape. Barry, you come with me. I'm going back to Earth immediately after this."

"What's wrong?" Barry asked, looking at him.

“I have a bad feeling,” Ron said. “I’ve lost more than just those two important people. I’m afraid Dr. O’Deh will also…”

Without further delay, everyone went their separate ways. Rong En went upstairs first, carried his "wife and daughter" down, and then took them to the Martian prison. Although there were no prisoners there, all the facilities were still functioning normally. Or rather, the materials used here were the largest protective system, capable of isolating the Martians' mental links and preventing them from being destroyed by Martian power.

Ron put them in the same cell. After giving them one last look, he turned and walked out of the cell. Then, Barry used the Speed ​​Force to take him to Colorado—to Dr. Oed's former laboratory.

Entering the laboratory, Ron looked around. He was certain no one was there, but there were signs of recent activity. This proved that Dr. O'Dee might have been resurrected.

“We have to find him immediately,” Ron said. “The doctor is very knowledgeable about Mars and knows about the Martian extinction. I’m afraid he’ll ruin Bruce’s plans.”

Barry tensed up at his words. But he quickly thought of what had happened to his imposter parents and said, "Impossible. After all, he's a man who came back from the dead. If he comes forward and says the Martian invasion is fake, people will just think he's a Martian, here to deceive humanity and lower our guard."

Rong En shook his head and said, "Most scientists like them live in anonymity. Their lives and deaths are never revealed to the public. The doctor doesn't have any friends either. It's not impossible that he's been doing research in this lab all these years."

"More importantly, he must have solid evidence, including various Mars research data and my physical data. And those opposition members who want to rebel against President Kent are still up to their old tricks. They might use this data in his possession to turn the current situation around."

"So what do we do now? Go find Bruce?"

"No, this must be communicated to the President first. It is my responsibility to have failed to stop Dr. O'De. I must find a way to make up for this mistake. Let's go, let's go to the Presidential Palace first."

Clark Kent has just finished a party speech. And to understand what party he represents, one must mention the former president and opposition leader sitting below. Indeed, after so many years, the Democratic-Republican Party has finally reunited. The current federal government is a one-party system.

The reason for this situation is that if Clark wanted to join one party, the other party would definitely disagree; but if he joined two parties at the same time, it would be no different from merging the two parties. So after discussion, both sides decided that a temporary merger was acceptable, in order to maximize their interests.

This internal party inquiry did not go as smoothly as expected. Although these politicians were united in wanting to "remove the nails," countless disagreements arose regarding how to do so: whether to cooperate with other countries, whether to prioritize the development of diving or space technology, what level of military force to maintain... In short, there were still arguments.

During the inquiry, Clark resolved most of the issues, but some remained unresolved. For example, how to deal with the "Martians" who had infiltrated the civilian population.

Clark knew the Martian story was fabricated. But to his surprise, a fake couple—Barry's fake parents—had actually been arrested in Central City. Clark was stunned when he received the news; could it be that the charade had become real?
He called Bruce, who only told him it wasn't Martian, but didn't specify what kind of creature it was. Clark assumed it was just another invasive species.

The study of them indeed found nothing unusual, further confirming the fact that human technology could not detect Martians, and causing panic in Congress. Many members of Congress demanded that Clark deploy his personal guards to conduct a large-scale manhunt for the Martians, and also demanded that the two men be disposed of.

After all, the activation tower is still working, and these two are a male and a female. If they really give birth to a little Martian, will they even survive?

Clark didn't want to kill it, because he knew it wasn't Martian. Since it was an unknown creature, he should continue researching it. And his superhuman intuition told him that this wasn't the end, but only the beginning.

He walked out of the Capitol Building, and before he even got into his car, he heard that two more Martians had been captured. He turned to his assistant and asked, "Where are they this time?"

"It's in the Metropolis. And those two are really tough; they injured several of our men and then ran away. But for some reason, they stopped. They said they wanted to see the president, but I think you'd better not go."

Clark frowned. Where did these two come from? There were clearly no Martians, so why were these aliens popping up one after another?

“I’ll go check,” Clark said. “Where are they?”

"They're in the Metropolitan Police Department's jail right now. Mr. President, you'd better be careful; those two have superpowers. Not only can they fly, but they're also incredibly strong, and they can shoot lasers from their eyes..."

Clark found the name increasingly familiar. He decided to forgo the car and instead took off directly towards the Metropolitan Police Department. Upon landing, he was greeted by officers who repeatedly warned him to be careful.

Clark went inside. He paused, stunned, when he saw the two men—they looked familiar. He carefully rummaged through his super memory, and lo and behold, weren't these the two unlucky bastards who had worked illegally at the restaurant back then?

"Mr. President! Mr. President!" Their English was much better now, no longer with that Spanish accent. The taller one shouted, "It's us! Have you forgotten us?"

Clark helplessly covered his head. The police officers kept glancing at him, and Clark waved his hand, saying, "These are my former subordinates. You can go out now; I'll talk to them."

After the police left, Clark walked to the cell and said, "You two are Kryptonians. Where did you come from?"

The two were somewhat embarrassed. He said, "Zod went mad at the time, and we were afraid he would kill us, so we defected. We were living a good life on Earth when a warehouse caught fire. We used our superpowers to go in and save people, but we were reported."

Clark sighed and said, "Just the two of you? I remember there were quite a few people on that spaceship."

“They should all be on Earth now, just hiding. We wouldn’t have bothered to expose ourselves if there weren’t three or four people in that warehouse,” the shorter one said. “They helped us a lot when we were working there. We couldn’t just stand by and watch them burn to death. Who knew…”

"Alright, from today onwards, you are my old subordinates. Remember, you are Martians, and Martians whose hearts are with Earth. Just like me, understand?"

“I was just about to ask you what happened, Superman,” the taller man said again. “When the spaceship entered the solar system, we landed on Mars, but the city was deserted…”

Clark quickly glared at him, telling him to shut up. After the taller man covered his mouth, the shorter man continued, "That's no problem. But we're both soldiers, and we don't know anything about fighting. If you want us to help you with anything, especially dealing with those annoying politicians, we definitely can't."

“That won’t be necessary. There’s a very important task I need you to do,” Clark said. “I’ll give you the identity of special agents, and you need to find the other Kryptonians globally. I need their strength, and you must be quick.”

The two exchanged a glance and nodded. They both knew that reviving Kryptonian civilization was now unlikely, so it was better to continue living peacefully on Earth. Since Clark became president, their living standards as undocumented workers had significantly improved, so even though they didn't have voting rights, they supported Clark.

As Clark walked out of the prison, he told the police, "It's a misunderstanding. These two are loyal to me. I'm taking them both away now."

The police, of course, dared not say anything and released them immediately. Clark first took them to the presidential palace, and then to the presidential secretary's office. Schiller looked up at him, then glanced at the two men behind him.

"It's you?!" the two men said, looking at Schiller. "Aren't you a representative from the pharmaceutical company?"

"When you're wandering the martial world, who doesn't have a few identities?"

“It’s not easy to describe ‘scammer’ in such a fresh and elegant way,” Clark said. “Okay, let’s not talk about that. An unexpected situation has arisen. I need people to investigate. I want them to help me find the Kryptonians. Give them appropriate identities.”

“An unplanned situation?” Schiller asked.

"Something's wrong!" a shout came from outside the office door. Ron, with Barry in tow, pushed the door open and said, "Dr. Oedr may have been resurrected. His research on Mars is too in-depth; he has ample evidence. We can't let him ruin Bruce's plans!"