I became light in American comics

Stryker tilted his head.

Titano looked down at the tiny animal, which was even smaller than himself, and suddenly felt more confident.

After being shrunk by Ultraman, everything looked huge to it and it felt very uncomfortable. Now, it was finally able to see something smaller than itself again.

"grumble."

Titano greeted him in a friendly manner and thumped his chest, as if showing off his immense strength.

It basically means, don't be afraid, I'll protect you from now on.

"Meow?"

Stryker tilted his head; although he couldn't understand the language, he roughly understood that it seemed to be demonstrating power.

Then its eyes suddenly heated up, and with a whoosh, a burst of heat shot out with its heat vision.

"grumble!?"

Good heavens, this cat can shoot lasers!

Titano shuddered, then quickly realized a horrifying truth.

Could I be the weakest one here?

What is the family hierarchy?

Chapter 130 Identifying Signals

"So, this is that city, what's it called again?"

A tall woman with red hair turned her head.

It was Princess Maxima from Almerik.

"Gotham, Your Highness."

The maid following behind spoke while flipping through the Gotham Travel Guide in her hand.

"The book says this city is famous for its circuses, clown shows, and even a mental hospital?"

The maid raised an eyebrow.

What's the point of listing a mental hospital in the city's special features section of a travel guide?

"Is the person we're looking for right here?" Maxima asked.

"I think so, Your Highness."

The maid waved her hand, releasing a video feed from her palm. The image showed a giant of light, like a god descending from heaven, whose golden radiance dispelled the darkness and stood majestically amidst the city.

"This is the area where he first appeared and was most active. There is a high probability that he was operating in this city."

Maxima stared at the red and silver body appearing amidst the city in the video: "Did you see that body? The lines, the strong skin, the powerful beauty."

“Yes, yes, Your Highness,” the maid whispered, “but I was just mentioning it. If this giant form is his true form, then wouldn’t he… wouldn’t he be a little too big?”

What she was thinking was, "This guy's size is at least fifty meters tall, while Your Highness, even with height-increasing shoes, you're barely two meters. Species differences aside, isn't this a bit too much of a stretch?"

To everyone's surprise, Maxima's eyes lit up even more: "Wouldn't bigger be better?"

maid:"."

"Speaking of which, how's it going with my recent assignment to research Earth's culture?" Maxima asked. "Have you learned anything? I welcome any suggestions now."

Maxima thought that, aside from adhering to local customs, she should at least understand the local species' views on marriage and love when she arrived in a new place. Even within the same planet, different races can have vastly different values, let alone those from different planets.

So this arduous task fell to the maid.

"Oh, yes, yes. I recently searched through documents from many countries around the world and I did make some discoveries."

"Oh? Then what should we do?"

"I'll do nothing," the maid said confidently.

"What do you mean?"

"It means exactly what it says. Many books say that the more enthusiastic you are, the more likely it is to backfire," the maid said. "Your Highness, if you do nothing, the man will think, 'Woman, you've caught my attention.' Then he'll become interested in you and will actively create opportunities to meet you and make contact."

"Really?" Maxima wondered. "Are all the customs on this planet this strange? It sounds so far-fetched. What documents did you read?"

"this one."

With a wave of her hand, the maid conjured up a book with the words "Domineering CEO, Where Did Your Wife Run Off To?"

At this point, her eyes immediately lit up: "At first, I clicked in with a learning mindset, but the more I read, the more interesting it became. I've almost read a thousand chapters now, and I'm about to catch up with the ongoing series!"

Maxima: "."

The more I listened, the less reliable it seemed.

“I have an idea too,” Sass said sullenly from the side.

"Hmm? You have a plan too?" Maxima glanced at him. "Tell me about it."

"I see that the people on this planet have great respect and admiration for Superman and Ultraman here. I suppose they also respect the strong."

Almerik is a planet of recklessness, and Sass is clearly the fighter among reckless ones, with a simple and brutal way of thinking.

"If Your Highness were to join them and demonstrate your strength, perhaps it would attract his attention?"

"Sigh~"

Sure enough, this suggestion immediately clashed with the thought process of the fierce princess who was single-mindedly looking for a husband who could beat her.

“I think Sass makes a good point.”

Maxima nodded, seemingly wide awake the moment the topic of fighting came up.

"Alright! So the next plan is to find that guy and show him the iron fist of this princess!"

Meanwhile, back at the shop, Shen You continued his daily routine of studying, researching, and developing, but he also didn't forget to keep up with current events.

The most bustling place lately has to be Metropolis. The first train of the DC version of the aura revival seems to have crashed into Metropolis. Since Superman announced his debut, all sorts of super-powered freaks and artificial black technology bastards have wanted to hitch a ride on the Iron Man and make their mark.

So this is probably the most stressful period of Superman's career right now. Internally, the Justice League hasn't been formed yet, he has no teammates to back him up, and even his external brain hasn't been activated. Externally, in the early days of his career, Superman didn't have enough trust from either the public or the military.

To be fair, although General Lane promised not to cause him any trouble, the so-called promises made under the traditional American practice are probably not much more valuable than toilet paper that has just been used up.

The apparent harmony was solely based on the discovery that Superman's fist was genuinely huge. In reality, countless people secretly lusted after him while gazing at the blue sky.

Once they catch you in the act, at best you'll be dragged to a VIP suite like the one at Flashpoint and put in jail; at worst, a set of photon skin rejuvenation treatments on an experimental table will kill you on the spot—Brother Zhun sent his congratulations from the Olympic Games overnight after hearing this.

It's one thing to have strong psychological resilience, but the real problem is that the villains in the Superman series are all inhuman. Take, for example, the "Parasite" that wreaked havoc in Metropolis last week. It's a classic American comic book story about a lab accident that creates a father. An ordinary person's body is rewritten by harmful materials from alien organisms due to an accident, transforming him into an overpowered villain who can absorb the energy of any living being through contact.

It could even absorb Superman's energy and replicate his abilities after absorbing it. Superman only managed to win after taking a good beating and ending up with a bruised and swollen face.

Therefore, the current strength of Superman lies in his mental resilience and physical toughness. It will be quite a test of his skills to survive until the Justice League is established.

Shen You was scrolling through the latest Superman video posted on Planet Daily's official website when he looked up and immediately spotted a man and a woman sitting in a corner of the shop. The red-haired woman was wrapped around the man's slightly overweight waist as if no one else was around, their embrace as tight as a snake.

Shen You even caught a glimpse of the police badge in the overweight man's shirt pocket.

Even though she's a detective in the GCPD, this woman doesn't look like his wife.

Good grief, they're from the Gotham Police Department, how can they be so arrogant in broad daylight?

No, since it's the Gotham Police Department, none of their actions seem surprising.

The woman nestled in the detective's arms: "Darling, I heard you've been investigating that...what...Roxson lately?"

"Roxon Energy, a senior executive on the board has died."

The detective spoke gently while groping her.

When his hand touched certain parts, the woman giggled and dodged away with a "You're so annoying!"

"Who killed him?" she asked with a smile.

"Who knows. But we suspect it's related to Roxon's recent lake reclamation project, speculating it's related to extreme environmental groups."

Oh, right, I shouldn't have said that. The case details are all classified. Haha, that drink must have had a bit too much effect.

The detective chuckled: "Let's not talk about anything unpleasant for today, okay, sweetheart?"

"Of course, I'll do whatever you say."

"."

Before the scene became even more offensive, Shen You decisively retreated into the underground laboratory.

Over the past two days, he conducted a brief study on the anomalies that had occurred in Titanor. Although it had returned to normal, a scan revealed that the radiation energy had not been completely eliminated, but rather some remained in the little monkey's body.

Further research has even revealed that the radiation was affected by the shrinking light he emitted, resulting in further mutations.

This situation means that even when Titano shrinks back to its monkey-like size, it remains stronger than ordinary animals, and with further research, it seems possible that it could even grow back to gigantic size. With proper training and adjustments, it might even be able to freely control its size.

If it can really be developed to that point, then it truly reflects its owner.

In addition, he had finished studying the Speed ​​Force literature brought from Gorilla City. He had read a lot of miscellaneous theoretical knowledge, but much of the content still needed experimental testing. The Speed ​​Force was indeed an energy law primarily based on spacetime, and Shen You had already come up with several ideas, all related to influencing time.

The energy from the Speed ​​Force ore he brought out upon his initial entry into the Speed ​​Force Field had completely dissipated during the research. Shen You was already planning when to find an opportunity to go back and get some more.

Having not visited for so long, that gorilla from the Speed ​​Force must be quite lonely and would probably welcome me as a guest.

"Ding~"

The notification sounded, and Shen You looked up.

“Perhaps we should consider changing the notification sound so it doesn’t sound so much like a cheat system,” Shen You asked. “What is it this time?”

“It’s a new frequency radar we established based on information provided by Rozburg prisoner Blue,” Parr said. “It looks like we’ve detected a possible Rozburg identification signal.”

Chapter 131 I'm Just a Clerk

Rozburg, a super prison built by the Kryptonians in the Phantom Zone, is home to some of the most notorious criminals in Kryptonian history.

Its current leader is presumed to be Astra's husband, Kara's uncle-in-law Norn, a typical hawk who is suspected of preparing a "Great Purge" plan to brainwash all of humanity and plotting to conquer Earth.

Based on information obtained from Astra and Qinglan, Shen You adjusted the radar detection frequency previously used to counter Brainiac, switching it to scan for Rozburg's signals. This way, the radar should be able to react immediately should Rozburg approach Earth's vicinity.

Just like it is now.

Shen You quickly marked the location on the radar, glanced at it, and frowned slightly.