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Minutes later, a thunderous explosion rang out, and a raging fire engulfed the entire metal-built government facility in flames. A hundred meters away, atop a building opposite, sat a black-clad figure. The firelight reflected off his black glasses, further emphasizing the sharp lines and wild curves of his black uniform.
The explosion and fire were merely the fuse that ignited a series of events. This strange man in black lit the fuse.
Because he wanted to see
“Come on, new Superman,” he muttered to himself. “Let me see what you’ve got.”
Chapter 1765 Devouring
Xu Fu was idly watching a TV series on his computer in his dormitory when a thunderous explosion suddenly rang out. The loud bang came from a mile away and suddenly reached his ears; flames pierced the darkness and dyed the sky red.
Xu Fu instantly changed into a long robe, and blue lightning flew out of the window, shooting straight towards the direction of the commotion.
It was a beautiful white office building, but its design was anything but original. It was just another building in the metropolis, one you could throw up there and forget its features, because it looked just like any other skyscraper in the neighborhood. Xu Fu could fly over the top of this building hundreds of times, but this unassuming white structure had never caught his eye.
Until he was consumed by the high temperature and flames.
From the moment the explosion occurred until the new Superman arrived at the scene, only a few seconds had passed. The fire had already engulfed the entire building, just like a meticulously planned explosion. The designers ensured that every corner of the building was covered, allowing the flames to instantly consume all sides of the building, as if the white building had been wrapped in a burning fur coat.
Xu Fu attempted to scan the building with his X-rays, but found that every single wall of the building was covered in lead structures, obscuring everything. He frowned slightly. In the Metropolis, almost every lead structure concealed a hidden story. You only start filling your property with lead when you have something important to hide, to evade the aliens that fly around the Metropolis all day.
So, what is the history of this building?
Xu Fu temporarily set aside these thoughts, as rescuing the trapped personnel was more important. He rose to a higher vantage point, surveyed the building from the best vantage point, then exhaled a breath of cold air, abandoning the idea of extinguishing the fire. He was increasingly suspicious that someone had deliberately blown up the building. Whoever detonated the explosives, their sabotage plan was meticulously planned. They must have detonated several weak points in the building, causing the entire structure to tremble, but it was just a hair's breadth away from collapsing. If Xu Fu were to breathe now, the building's puncture wounds would certainly not be able to withstand his breath, and the personnel on duty trapped inside would be doomed.
If all of this was calculated by the demolition engineer—no, I should say it must have been calculated by him—it at least shows that the designer had an excellent understanding of the building's structure, and that his calculations were so precise that they were daunting.
As he pondered this question, Xu Fu suddenly felt a strange premonition that someone was watching him from the shadows. This wasn't a warning from his heightened senses; in fact, his senses hadn't detected anything unusual. It was purely a sixth sense he couldn't explain. He subconsciously looked around, surveying the streets and buildings illuminated by the flames. He saw only panicked crowds, onlookers, and a rapidly approaching fire brigade, its headlights illuminating the streets several blocks away.
Even if someone was really watching him, it was impossible for him not to be detected by super vision. But why did he still have that strange feeling?
But in any case, saving lives is of utmost importance now.
Its momentum suddenly surged, bursting open and shooting straight into the sea of fire. The red and blue afterimages, carrying astonishing wind pressure, were like a sharp blade cutting the flames to pieces.
The leaden structures throughout the building obscured his vision, but his exceptional hearing still came into play. The sounds quickly led him to the staff member trapped inside the building, and he was able to break through the barriers in an instant, pulling the trapped person out of the building and onto the street.
“There are still people here…someone is trapped underground!” an employee who escaped the trap said breathlessly, his face as black as coal.
"Okay, wait here. The fire department will be here soon."
It's the subway again. Why does everyone like to bury their little secrets under the floorboards?
Xu Fu's body spun at an extremely fast speed, smashing through the floor like a red and blue drill bit, and landed in front of a tightly locked door on the first floor. He couldn't help but shrink back.
Because there was a black iron letter "S" embossed on the door. His intuition and experience told him that the Superman Museum could not possibly be hidden behind that door.
Okay, when we get there, we must find a few people to ask them what this place is for and what that big "S" means.
Xu Fu flung open the heavy iron door with his bare hands. Flames burst forth impatiently from within, engulfing his steel-like body, as if the trigger hadn't even spared the parts hidden behind the door. Ignoring the fire demon rushing towards him, Xu Fu swiftly stepped into the flames.
The campfire illuminated an open area, surrounded by high-end weapons that seemed straight out of a science fiction movie. Xu Fu quickly scanned the area with his X-ray vision and discovered ultraviolet laser cannons, bullets mimicking the radiation of the Red Star, krypton-based photon tanks, and many other things that shouldn't exist there.
All the weapons here have one thing in common: they are designed specifically for Kryptonians.
Xu Fu now seemed to understand what the "s" on the door meant.
Although he had expected it, seeing such a place with his own eyes still angered him. Those cunning politicians were unwilling to use resources where they should be used. With the world situation so dire, they were still spending enormous sums of money and resources developing weapons against superhumans, as if only in this way could they sleep soundly at night.
Just then, a sound reached Xu Fu's ears through the firelight. He was certain he heard unusual sounds of debris moving and someone breathing heavily. He turned around and saw a metal plate, glowing red-hot from the flames, being lifted from the ground. A staggering figure stood up, clutching his head, letting out a muffled groan.
"Don't move, sir."
Xu Fu swayed, breaking through layers of flames. He reached out to grab the man, but saw him suddenly retreat, a heavy hammer slamming into his chest. Xu Fu hadn't expected the sneak attack; he was thrown backward, passing right through the flames embedded in the metal wall.
The force was quite fierce. But even so, compared to Xu Fu, he was still a step behind; this punch was entirely due to the unexpected sneak attack. The guy who was hit didn't intend to fight anymore; he turned around and disappeared into the thick black smoke.
Xu Fu leaped out of the crater he had smashed in the wall, and was about to give chase again when he suddenly heard a barely audible cry for help. His body twitched, and he flew toward the sound, finding two dying servants in the burning ruins. Judging from their clothes, they seemed to be patrolling guards; both were panting heavily and looked as if they would die in another second.
Xu Fu turned his head again to look in the direction of the person who had just quietly approached him, but there was nothing but flames and black smoke. The damned lead structure almost blinded him.
It seems the executor's bizarre plan will have to be put on hold for now. Xu Fu grabbed a guard's arm, leaped into the air, punched through the thick steel plate above his head, and landed on the ground.
Those two better wake up soon, because he still has a lot of questions to ask.
Chapter 1766 Organization
The fire in the office building and the secret facilities hidden on the ground floor were extinguished by the extreme cold and low pressure of the new Superman's icy aura, and the already crumbling building finally collapsed. The rescued employees sat on the open ground, coughing and sniffling.
When Xu Fu landed in mid-air, everyone instinctively avoided his gaze.
“Then, who among you is willing to come and explain to me?” Xu Fu said loudly, staring coldly at the group, “What exactly is going on with all these toys downstairs in this building?”
The group exchanged glances, seemingly giving each other hints, and unanimously chose one of the guards to answer Xu Fu's question with his eyes within about ten seconds.
This is not easy; not everyone has the courage to answer Superman's questions face-to-face, especially when he is clearly in a bad mood.
"We're just hired," the guard replied, his eyes still fixed on the distance. "I'm only responsible for guarding the gate. All the details are decided by the higher-ups. A team like ours knows absolutely nothing..."
"You mean you don't know what this facility is for?" Xu Fu asked coldly.
The guard bit his lip, seemingly hesitating for a moment. Xu Fu didn't actually need to answer; the guy's frantic heartbeat had already given away his identity.
But in the end, he decided to tell the truth: "Yes, we know. This facility exists to prevent accidents, such as a Superman losing control, and this Superman..."
"It's just me and Superman," Xu Fu snorted. "Then you should at least know who's in charge, right?"
The guard kept shaking his head: "I don't know. In fact, it's a secret; nobody knows."
I think so.
The fire department sirens grew closer; judging from the sound, they should arrive in about twenty seconds. Xu Fu flicked his cloak, turned, and stood up again, saying without looking back before leaving, "Get some rest, sir. When you've recovered enough, please give your superior a message: this isn't over yet."
Perhaps he shouldn't have reacted so violently. After all, it's reasonable for the government to set up a special department to deal with Kryptonians like them. Even if he was just using memories from the comics, he should have known that this would be the case.
But considering everything he's experienced since appearing in public, and the love people in this world have for the new Superman, his heart is right. Perhaps only in this world can Superman and humans become friends.
He didn't come to his senses until he saw the heavy iron door with the "S" on it and the pile of weapons behind it, weapons specifically designed to kill them.
Wake up, stop dreaming. Power breeds suspicion. Kryptonians are inherently limited by their species, and their deep-seated xenophobia prevents people from accepting Superman's existence without question. They need to point guns at Superman's head; they'd rather have their own hands on the trigger.
No matter how much you do for them, they won't put their guns away, because that's what they're supposed to do.
Mike flew to the beach city for the weekend, so when he returned to his dorm, he was all alone. He didn't turn on the light and sat on his bed for a while, unable to fall asleep because his mind was racing.
He picked up his phone, intending to dial Kara's number to notify her, but hesitated for a moment after dialing all the digits before deleting the line.
This case also involves Super Girl, so perhaps he shouldn't bother her until a suitable solution is found.
So, who else can you talk to about the situation?
Xu Fu's fingers unconsciously moved toward Helena Wayne's name in the notebook, and then his brain told him the answer on its own.
Strangely, if he had paid closer attention, he might have realized that his relationship with Helena wasn't that close; at most, they had only collaborated a few times while in disguise. But whenever he encountered difficulties and needed help, that name was always the first one that came to mind.
So, how should their relationship be described? Are they friends? Or comrades-in-arms?
The call connected quickly. It seems that no matter how late it is, there's no need to worry about her being asleep. At this time, she's probably just changed her clothes and is getting ready for her date; her nightlife hasn't even started yet.
Helena listened quietly as he recounted what he had seen and heard that evening, without uttering a single word. Only the deliberately practiced, rhythmic breathing on the other end of the phone proved that she was still there.
After Xu Fu finished speaking, there was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone. Then he asked, "So I want to know if you can help me from the inside... I don't know, maybe you can get some clues to find out who is the mastermind?"
There was another silence on the other end, then Helena said weakly, "...Okay, I'll be watching you."
"Thank you." Xu Fu thought for a moment, then added, "By the way, if you're going to investigate this matter, I suggest you start with the boss."
"Waller?"
"Yes, it's because Madam Black is too powerful. If I had to vote on which government should be held responsible, I would definitely vote for her first."
"Why?" Helena asked. "Waller's identity is very unusual. Even the information I have access to knows nothing about her, except that she has a high reputation in various organizations and is very talented."
Xu Fuxiang.
“Intuition,” he muttered, “trust me, I feel there’s definitely something wrong here.”
Another silence fell, then Helena suddenly asked, "You said you felt like someone deliberately started the drilling rig, which is why you rushed over, right?" (Regarding the money)
"That's right"
"And then you discovered the weapon cores hidden underground?"
"That's right"
“Assuming what you’re saying is true,” Helena said, “that is, one person or a group of people broke into a top-secret facility with a level of security that we can’t even imagine right now, and deliberately set a fire… to get your attention.”
"My attention?" Xu Fu frowned. "You mean these people want to help me?"
“I didn’t say that,” Helena replied. “But my current assumption is that someone wants you to know about this organization.”
"But for what purpose?"
"You're asking as if I should know everything," Helena said nonchalantly. "I'll do my best to investigate and let you know whatever I find. Besides, unless there are other questions, I have other things to do."
Chapter 1767 Starting a Business
Nuinda Corporation is one of the largest international companies in Metropolis since the “World War II” six years ago, and can be said to be one of the few remaining top-tier companies, not even counting Lex, which is at the top of the industry.
Perhaps this is why the man sitting cross-legged opposite Xu Fu and Kara exuded such confidence. He had the full beard of an octogenarian, a tall hairstyle, and greasy hair. Xu Fu and Kara had been waiting outside for over an hour when the man finally slowly came out to greet them. From the moment he appeared on stage, it was clear that his attention was focused elsewhere, and he hadn't noticed the two young people at all.
“I appreciate your interest in my company,” the man said politely, “but we don’t need any interns or trainees at the moment, so…”