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Chapter 197 Martin Hidden Behind the Scenes (Please subscribe and read, monthly ticket)

"Wait, what do you mean by 'you guys'? You're not going to be on camera?"

Clark, who was already nervous, became even more nervous after hearing Martin's words.

"This plan is yours. Why don't you come forward and push us out?"

Batman explained for Martin: "Martin's special abilities are here. Even if he shows up, the world won't remember him after today. In this case, it's better to let him control the general direction for us behind the scenes."

Although Clark spoke without thinking, he did not say anything stupid like "let Martin reveal his identity."

From a public perspective, as long as Martin's identity is not exposed, he can take the initiative and launch a fatal blow at a critical moment, just like in the war against Zod.

Personally, we are all friends, and we cannot put our friends in danger under any circumstances.

What's more, the reason why Clark said this was that he was worried about stepping onto the big stage of the whole earth, and he wanted to pull Martin to give him courage.

"Clark will speak on our behalf in a moment. Just follow the prepared words in the script."

Martin handed the prepared manuscript to Clark, reminding him what tone each sentence should be said in so that he would not be discovered to be reciting the manuscript.

Clark remembered Martin's words and repeated the entire speech in his mind. After he became familiar with it, he asked, "Why not let Bruce be the spokesperson? He is the owner of the Wayne Group and is more acceptable to governments around the world."

"You're using your brain now, that's good!"

Martin gave Clark a thumbs up and explained, "Blowing up the spaceship is for ordinary people to see. It won't stop the governments from searching for us in the hope of obtaining Kryptonian technology from us."

"After we blow up the spacecraft, Bruce will come forward to coordinate with governments around the world and share the technology we have with them."

"Only he can do this job, so from now on you will have to be the spokesperson for our group."

No one else has such prestige, so this is the only choice.

"I see. You're very thoughtful." Clark gave a thumbs up in admiration.

It will take some time for Black Zero to leave the earth. More and more reconnaissance satellites are paying attention to this alien spaceship, but no force approaches the spaceship for fear of being seen as the first to stand out.

Martin looked at the increasing number of signals around the spacecraft and said in a deep voice, "To be honest, I don't mind sharing the technology of this spacecraft with other countries, but there is no guarantee that there are no big bombs hidden inside the spacecraft, so this is the only way."

Clark couldn't help but worry: "But if we do this, won't other countries suspect that we have other intentions?"

"If we don't do this, they will still have such doubts, it's just a matter of degree."

More importantly, Martin knew that the technological reserves of various countries were far stronger than they appeared on the surface.

"Rather than letting those people run wild in Black Zero and create trouble that ordinary people can't handle, and then we come out to clean up the mess, it's better to cut off the source of this trouble from the beginning."

Martin's decisive words left Clark speechless.

His biggest problem lies in his decisiveness. Because of this lack of decisiveness, he can never become a true leader and can only exist as a good guy within the organization.

"Black Zero is leaving the atmosphere, it's almost time!"

Batman reminded them to pay attention to the time and not delay any further.

Martin patted Clark on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Come on, Superman! Things like this will only happen more often in the future, you'd better get used to it quickly."

"What do you mean? You're going to let me keep doing this!"

Clark's eyes widened, feeling like he had been tricked.

Martin didn't give him any chance to react. He snapped his fingers, and all the crystals in the Fortress of Solitude lit up. Acting as signal relay base stations, they transmitted images of Superman and the others.

"Martin, all satellites are linked and ready to broadcast at any time."

"let's start!"

He nodded, the broadcast began, and Superman started the live broadcast according to the script prepared in advance.

"Hello everyone, I am Superman. Allow me to brag a little bit. All of you who are watching TV should know me."

"I am here to inform you of a piece of news. An hour ago, we destroyed the enemy from Krypton."

Seeing that Superman was speaking more and more fluently, Martin nodded with satisfaction and slowly left the Fortress of Solitude.

The night in the Arctic comes very early. It is only 7 o'clock Beijing time now, and the sky is already dark without a trace of light.

He took a deep breath, and the cold air was inhaled into his lungs, causing pain in his respiratory tract. He couldn't help coughing twice.

"Are you so confident in Clark that you won't even be there to watch over such an important matter?"

Jor-El appears over Martin, as if to talk to him.

"It's just a speech. Clark just needs to follow the script. How could anything go wrong?"

Martin waved his hand to clear the snow from under him, sat down on the ground, and said slowly: "I hope you don't feel resentful because of the way I dealt with Zod and others."

"Zod, ugh!"

Jor-El sighed and said in a deep voice, "He is a pure soldier. In his world, there is nothing that cannot be solved by violence. So when the end of Krypton came, his first reaction was to mutiny."

"I know. This is a problem with Krypton's population production system. They are born with nothing but permission and can only do this. There is no choice to turn back. From this perspective, death is not a bad thing for them."

Martin didn't react to Joe-El's sigh.

When the other party said that he would not bear any grudge for Zod's fate, Martin knew that Old Al came for Clark.

He said directly: "I have no intentions towards Clark, and the things of Kryptonians are of no value to me. The reason I did this is entirely because Clark is willing to protect the earth, and we are still friends."

The world in general is complex, but when it comes to individuals, it is both problematic and simple.

Old Al just cares about his son, and Clark is indeed the most valuable life in the universe.

Martin understood his concerns, so he expressed his attitude in this direct way.

He took out the Xingtian summoning device, and then Old Al said that he totally couldn't understand the technology inside this palm-sized camera.

Facts speak louder than words!

With the Xingtian summoning device, Old Al finally put his mind at ease.

"Sorry, please forgive me for doubting you!"

Martin smiled and shook his head. He didn't take it to heart. There was no need to get angry with a dead person.

He asked Old Al to go back quickly, lest someone catch the signal and follow the clues to find the Fortress of Solitude.

From Metropolis to Central City, from Gotham to Star City, from the Atlantic to the Pacific Ocean, all the major cities on Earth, as well as those county towns and rural areas covered by the signal, every screen was replaced with the speech of Superman and his men.

"Zod has already paid the price for his aggression and accepted the punishment of death."

Upon hearing the news, all the people watching in front of the screen gasped. They had never imagined that they had unknowingly experienced a war of alien invasion.

Ordinary people who are busy making ends meet are just glad that the war has not come to them, and they don’t think any deeper.

The threat of transformed Kryptonians still seemed to be hovering overhead, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the news, and they had more trust in these superheroes who had hidden their identities.

And those superhumans hiding among ordinary people, looking at the superhumans standing in front of the whole world, new hope arises in their hearts.

White House officials were livid because Superman had revealed information about Zod and the A.O.L.D.’s collaboration to the whole world.

The commander of the prison said with gnashing teeth: "Amanda Waller, that bastard, I trusted her so much and gave her so many rights, is this how she repays me?"

What the president didn't say was that Amanda Waller died too early. If she were still alive today, the White House would have been able to push Amanda Waller out to take the blame.

But now that Amanda Waller is dead, all the pressure falls on the benefactor who promoted her, the Commander-in-Chief.

"Calvin, we need an emergency plan to deal with this public relations crisis!"

The President saw that he might be overthrown, and he didn't care about any alien invasion. He just wanted to keep his position and not become a president who was impeached and abdicated.

The leaders of Dongda University initially took general emergency measures and ordered relevant departments to find groups such as Superman and Batman.

And compared to the alien invasion, they are more concerned about how Superman and his men control the global communication system.

However, they soon received a mysterious message, and their attitude changed. Their original vigilance turned into a willingness to try contact.

"The spacecraft they are on will be launched into space, far away from the earth and the moon, and will be detonated."

"This is to show our attitude that we will never interfere in the internal affairs of other countries and will only work for the survival, security and liberation of mankind."

After Superman firmly expressed his attitude according to the script provided by Martin, he immediately released the control of the signal.

After the countries regained control of the satellite, their first reaction was to find the rising Black Zero spacecraft.

But for various reasons, Black Zero's route has not been made public.

Superman finished his speech, and Black Zero also arrived at the location set by Martin and the others.

"Cut off all communications and prepare to detonate Black Zero. Those with poor eyesight should be careful and it's best to close your eyes."

"What do you mean?"

Arthur didn't want to reveal his identity as an underwater man, so he didn't appear on camera and just played bystander on the side.

Martin did not explain and started counting down: "Three, two, one, detonate!"

At Martin's command, Jor-El remotely activated the self-destruct program inside Black Zero.

A few minutes later, a second sun appeared in the sky where the Earth was still in daylight, and those areas covered by night were illuminated by pure white light.

Due to the long distance, the explosion of Black Zero did not cause any substantial impact on the Earth. Only the light emitted by the energy briefly affected the changes between day and night.

But this change did not last long.

"Okay, it's over. Everyone go back to your own homes and find your own mothers!"

Martin clapped his hands and started to chase people away.

"If I wake up in my own house tomorrow, I will definitely treat you to a meal."

The Flash smiled foolishly, spread his legs, turned into lightning, and ran away.

Arthur didn't care much about what was happening on land. He waved his hand and jumped into the sea, disappearing into the water.

Superman isn't so easy to fool now.

He stared at Martin doubtfully and asked, "Are you sure there's nothing else you need our help with?"

"There are still many things to do, but they have nothing to do with you."

Martin said directly.

"Can you help us contact the governments of those major countries and share our technology with them for free?"

“Can you enter the White House at will, or can you contact someone at the University of the East?”

Clark was speechless, as his identity as Superman was popular among the people, but had no connection with the government.

The small countries in Africa and South America are very welcoming to Superman.

It is a pity that they cannot make their voices heard in the current international order.

"Then you guys get busy! Louise must be very worried about what I did today."

Clark waved his hand and flew out of the Fortress of Solitude to find his girlfriend.

Martin said to Batman: "According to what we have agreed upon, our principles are open, free, and shared! If we can find an uninhabited island in the Pacific Ocean as a neutral zone, that would be even better."

“They won’t accept it.”

Batman knows the people in the White House too well. They would rather spend money than let these technologies be circulated publicly.

"It's not something we have to worry about. Someone will help us block those bureaucrats in the White House."

Batman knew exactly who the "person" Martin was talking about, but as an American, he had mixed feelings.

Although Martin has orange-red hair, he is a real member of the University of Tokyo and has no burden about it.

"Please make a list of the specific technologies you want to share, Mr. Al."

As Krypton's top scientist, Jor-El finds it easy to make a list.

After arranging the last thing, Martin waved to Batman and Jor-El.

"I hope we can see each other again when we wake up tomorrow morning."

……

"Martin, Martin, wake up!"

When Martin heard someone calling his name, he immediately opened his eyes and saw a green snake like one carved out of jade coiled on his chest.

"Sister Snake? Why are you in my house?"

Martin sat up from the bed and gently placed the green snake on the table beside him.

He lifted the quilt and walked to the floor-length mirror, looking at himself today.

He wore a brown hat with small wings on both sides of the brim, and a light yellow gown tied around his waist with a linen rope.

On her feet she wore a pair of sandals with small wings of the same length on both sides.

"This dress makes me look a bit like an ancient person. I wonder what will happen to me next."

Martin had given up completely and accepted the fact that trouble would always find him.

The green snake jumped onto Martin's shoulder and said to him with telepathic power: "It's not just me, everyone is here. So what are we going to eat this morning?"

There was no logic in Green Snake's words. Martin was thinking about it and found an extra memory in his mind related to genetic digitization.

This thing means little to him, who changes his identity every day.

"Just teach Bruce and let them do whatever they want!"

He muttered something under his breath and replied to the green snake, "Uh, let's go to Bruce's house and eat his big family's food."

Martin had not been home for a long time, and there was not much food at home, which could not satisfy the appetites of so many animals.

　Two updates, 8,000 words, I've done my best. I'll continue to charge forward tomorrow and reach 10,000 words!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)