Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

Mercy dare not say how much she knows Lex Luthor. At work, of course, she is an indispensable and irreplaceable right-hand man, but that is not because she knows Lex, but because her thinking mode is determined by What the other party shaped, she didn't have too many innovations of her own, she was always just imitating.

Copying her boss is enough to handle most of the crises she faces.

But it also means that she can almost never guess what the boss's whimsy means. At this moment, it also means that she can't understand where the boss's confidence comes from and what is the reason for it. According to the judgment "he will forgive me" made.

Forget about the boss's wild, absurd, impossible proclamations.

What she was about to say had nothing to do with the subject.

"People have souls." Mercy looked directly into Lex's eyes.

"..."

What an incomprehensible sentence.

Korex decided not to interrupt Mercy's thoughts. He waited for her to continue, genuinely curious about what Mercy was going to say next.

He never looked at his assistant directly. He refined her strengths and cultivated her until she could be independent. However, she was not very special, she was mediocre.

Because this young woman has almost as many flaws as she has strengths, and her ability to multitask but not being able to focus fully on one thing is the culprit behind her constant wandering; She is good at mathematics, and this advantage must be found in her language talent - she can't master a foreign language accurately anyway, and she can't learn a foreign language in a short time.

Even so, Lex has to admit, Mercy still plays a pivotal role in the whole story.

She knows more than two-thirds of his plans, she knows all about Superman's plans, though she probably has no idea what she's done will do Superman or anyone else any harm.

Lex decided to respect her.

temporary.

"... I admit I'm not very good at doing this, I'm not good at speaking." Mercy said frustratedly, "The best I can do is simply say what I want to say. Okay. Let me think about how I'm going to say it." .”

"You don't believe in the human soul. Not just you, but all people like you. You see people only as tools, some for their own unique power and wealth, some for their own Your unique intelligence, for whatever reason, you -- all think you're special, and laugh at anyone else who thinks like you, because only 'you' are special."

Mercy shook her head: "But you're all wrong. You're all wrong. Life is sacred. Man has a soul."

"Pretentious people don't realize this, because they can't even explore the 99.99% vulgarity, vulgarity, and empty talk, they see twenty idiots, thirty poor people, forty losers, and think they see all."

"But what about you? Even when you haven't fully seen the 99.99%, I'm sure you can feel that ceiling, I'm sure you can feel the edge of what you can control...you think you can control Everything, but actually? Only 99.99% actually."

Mercy smiled a little, and there was nothing mocking in that smile.

She just recalled the stumbling life when she first became the boss's secretary a long time ago. At that time, the boss had to do many things by herself. At that time, the relationship between her and the boss was actually quite close.

Probably her self-righteous "intimacy", like many people who are warmly treated by their bosses mistakenly think that they are a "friend".

But at that time, she did have more time and opportunities to stay with her boss, and the boss concealed her emotions far less than now, so maybe it is a bit exaggerated to say so, but she did indeed glimpse the slightest bit of the boss's mood.

"Only controlling 99.99% is actually very good, you thought so. It's enough, pursuing the remaining 0.01%, it's pointless to know whether there is 0.01% or not." Mercy looked at Lex.

Lex looked at Mercy.

There was no movement in Lex's eyes before this, he looked into Mercy's face impolitely to say "I'm listening", and he didn't do that after Mercy finished saying this, but his lips pursed slightly Now, his fingers clenched and then relaxed, and everyone in the room knew that his attention was on Mercy—more or less. l

Oh God, oh God, Mercy groaned to herself, it's not a good thing that the boss is really paying attention to you.

What she had to admit was that, amidst the trembling of her heart, a little pride surged up in her heart: it is not an easy thing to make a boss who you have worked loyally for many years but always treats you as nothing.

Still not a good thing.

But something to be proud of, isn't it?

Stimulated by such complex emotions, Moxi felt that her eloquence had also improved by leaps and bounds in a short period of time:

"No matter how many times you proclaim 'human supremacy', it's not hard to guess what you're actually trying to say. What you're really saying is that you're unique, you're good, you're special — not human , you've never looked down on anyone - but you say you're doing it for 'humanity' when you're really doing it for yourself."

"The 99.99% that can be easily controlled by you becomes what supports you. With this 99.99%, you show your own omnipotence. Almost omnipotent."

"The 0.01% is always something you hold on to, but you're patient enough, and anyway, that 0.01% is so... so ethereal, so ethereal that you can just feel them, but not capture them."

"Superman is not the 0.01 percent," Lex said.

"Of course he's not 0.01%, boss." Mercy smiled, radiant with Lex's clear response, "I'm just speaking from my perspective, I'm just understanding and explaining this whole thing from my perspective Thing... he is not 0.01%, how could he be 0.01%?"

"He is something you can't control, you can't touch, and I personally don't think you can experience it—because you don't have it. Now, and the only thing you don't fully understand is his nobility. He's an infinite number of 0.01 percent," Mercy said. "He's 100 percent."

"I'm that bad in your eyes?" Lex frowned unhappily. "I don't think that's the evaluation I deserve. Don't tell me you'll see me from this binary perspective."

Mercy said, "I thought you didn't care what I thought of you."

"Of course I don't care," Lex said. "It doesn't stop me from expressing my dissatisfaction."

"Hmm." Mercy shrugged. "If you say so."

She paused for a few seconds, a little forgetting what she was trying to say.

"100 percent," Lex reminded her.

"Oh! Yes. That's what I'm talking about." Mercy pondered, and she looked at Lex with new eyes. "We were just...were we talking? Like friends?"

"I just found out that you're not stupid and you started talking stupid things," Lex said. "Do you have to use a weakness to offset a strength?"

That's too bad, Mercy thought, I kind of like a boss like that.

What else is she trying to say?There are too many things she wants to say, like how she always thinks the boss is wrong to transfer his own frustrations to Superman.

Before Superman came along, the boss could forcefully ignore things that he couldn't control, and considering their capacity is so small, it is an appropriate way to deal with them directly as if they don't exist.But Superman appeared, reminding the boss with his strong presence, hinting to the boss how incompetent he is all the time.

——It’s like a top student who has a total score of 150 points in the test suddenly finds that someone can score [-] points in the test, and the full score is [-] points. Where did the extra [-] points come from?

——If you say that, the boss is really naive. "

"I still can't understand why you are so sure that he will forgive you." Moxi changed the subject, "Can you do me a favor and provide me, who lacks wisdom, with a way to solve the problem?"

Lex mused.

His mood has been very confused, and it has been like this since he met Carl yesterday. What happened to Carl, and Karl's current state, to a large extent, he felt something before the real meeting.

If Carl comes back intact, there's absolutely no way he'll give up his job as Superman.

So there must be something holding him back, either psychological damage, or physical damage, or worse, physical and psychological damage. "

But he couldn't make a clear judgment without actually seeing the other party and talking to Carl.

Now he has an answer.

He has more and more a premonition, that is, after Superman left this world, not only those who lost Superman feel confused, not only ordinary people, superheroes feel confused, maybe no one knows In that place of death that no one can reach, Superman himself is also at a loss for the future.

The distance between life and death is the furthest distance. Life and death cannot be transformed. Life and death are the two ends of fate, the beginning and the end.

"He's had two lives," Lex said, almost to himself.

"The first started with his father and mother and ended with the destruction of Krypton."

"The second begins with the birth of Superman and ends with the death of Superman."

"He's in his third life now, and he looks more determined than anyone - ever - and more vulnerable than anyone, more lost than anyone. I bet he never thought How to live his third life. Every time he dies...so much goodness is destroyed."

His last life was destroyed by you, Moxie said to himself.

"It is true that I destroyed his last life and put him in an embarrassing situation. Superman's resurrection will involve too much, and he will face too many questions and questions." Lex said immediately, "But Of course, none of that matters."

"I ruined his second life, and I can give him a new one. I know he has something he can't refuse."