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"very good"
“It doesn’t seem like it,” Helena said, walking over to him and looking at the bustling Metropolitan Square on the computer screen. “You seem quite satisfied with him.”
“For now,” Bruce waved his hand, “but we’ll have to wait and see. He’s young, very unstable, and has a long way to go. If he gets out of control one day, we have to be prepared.”
“Believe in him,” Helena replied. “He deserves it, and you need to believe in hope again.”
Bruce gave her a lewd look: "So you came all the way to Gotham just to tell me that this Kryptonian is trustworthy?"
“No, actually, I didn’t come back this time because of him.” Helena turned her head and looked earnestly into her father’s eyes: “After what happened to Mom, I… deliberately distanced myself from you. Even though I know it was wrong… perhaps deep down I still can’t forgive you.”
Bruce deliberately avoided her gaze and said in a hoarse voice, "I understand. You have every right to blame me."
“No, this isn’t right, Dad.” Helena stepped forward (in a good tone): “Recently, someone reminded me that family is especially precious during times like these. I’m sorry, Dad, I’ve been selfish for so long, and after everything that’s happened, I’ve ignored the fact that you’re in more pain than I am. But now I want to say from the bottom of my heart that I no longer blame you, Dad, I forgive you. Can you forgive me?”
Bruce looked into her eyes, his resolute face finally softening involuntarily. He hugged Helena tightly and whispered, "Of course, Helena... no matter what happens, I will always forgive you... and I will always love you."
The old butler peeked through the crack in the door to the Batcave entrance and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. Without a word, he closed the last crack, humming a light tune as he walked out. For the first time in six years, he felt as if sunlight had glimpsed into the empty, silent Wayne Manor.
The world is at the forefront of a new era, and the Dark Knight, who has been lying in wait in that old mansion for six years, is finally about to take a new step.
Chapter 1667 Sea Storm
The Philippine Strait.
Humans have lived alongside the sea for millennia, yet we still cannot fully understand its nature. The sea is like a vibrant young woman, sometimes smiling at you, sometimes changing her expression. Even the most experienced sailors dare not claim to completely understand the sea's behavior.
The old captain had been at sea for over 40 years, spending almost half his life there, yet the ocean remained mysterious and elusive to him. At nine o'clock local time, his cargo ship had just entered the Philippine Strait when a dark hurricane struck.
Unlike the young sailors who were easily alarmed by the slightest breeze, the old captain was indeed a man of considerable experience, having weathered some truly terrifying storms, something he could boast about to his descendants many years later. But today was different, unlike any storm he had ever seen. A fierce wind whipped up raging waves, one after another, surging and crashing, the gusts of wind from the massive waves pounding the metal hull like hammers. The sky at nine o'clock was as dark as night, and tons of rain lashed the lonely cargo ship amidst the roaring waves, washing it from head to toe, making it bright and reflective.
Everything happened unexpectedly. A reef, appearing out of nowhere, cleaved through the steel plates of the cargo ship 033, and black water gushed out from the hole in the hull. Moments later, countless invisible claws dragged the steel behemoth into the endless darkness of the seabed. The old captain remained calm and ordered all the sailors to do their best, but under the impact of nature, all their efforts seemed so powerless.
The gushing seawater splashed against the glass like a waterfall. Looking out the murky cabin window, the old captain sighed, realizing that in his forty years at sea, he had never felt so vulnerable. He had dedicated his life to the sea, and now, the end truly lay in its unpredictable depths. The storm had come so suddenly, so fiercely, without any warning whatsoever. Even someone as experienced as him hadn't anticipated it; it was simply an unavoidable natural disaster. To perish at sea like this could only be attributed to fate.
The first mate rushed into the cabin, panting, with more bad news: "Captain! The port side... the port side has run aground too! We're sinking faster and faster! What do we do now?"
The old captain smiled bitterly, not even glancing back at him. He looked out the window at the torrential rain pouring down, and sighed, "What can we do? What else can we do? Let's pray to God; only He can save us."
The first mate was pale, opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word. The captain couldn't help but feel sorry for him: unlike himself, he was young, had a family, and a three-year-old son. His family couldn't bear to lose her husband and father so suddenly.
As they spoke, half the ship was already submerged, the raging sea relentlessly engulfing it. The gale showed no sign of abating; on the contrary, it grew increasingly arrogant, seemingly conveying the message that it would not swallow the cargo ship, and that the unfortunate people on board would not give up. In this situation, lifeboats were useless; they would be sunk by the waves as soon as they entered the water.
However, as if hearing the old captain's prayer, a variable suddenly intervened in this desperate situation.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared across the sky, a muffled rumble suddenly breaking the silence, similar to thunder but different. A tiny black dot tore through the dark sky with incredible speed, leaving two long trails of water in its wake. It crashed into the raging sea with a deafening roar, the spray instantly engulfing the other black dots.
A few seconds passed, and the cargo ship stopped sinking.
The old captain froze, thinking he must be hallucinating in this desperate situation, but soon he saw the first mate beside him with the same expression. Then, the ship, already mostly submerged, began to rise eerily to the surface. The old captain stared blankly out the window at the receding sea, seemingly angry at the food spilling from his mouth; to him, it all seemed like a hallucination.
How is this possible? This cargo ship weighs over 10 tons. What force could lift this 10-ton steel behemoth from the turbulent sea?
"God!" The first mate's face was a mixture of surprise and joy at being brought back from the brink of death. He excitedly squeezed the old captain's shoulder: "It really is God!"
The old captain hesitated, remaining silent. He wasn't a theist, but he couldn't think of a better explanation for the moment.
They still couldn't see the cargo ship from the side; otherwise, it would have been even more astonishing. The over 200-meter-long ship floated evenly on the storm-ravaged water, tons of seawater crashing onto the surface like a waterfall with a deafening crash. And bearing this 100,000-ton weight was only a frail man at the bottom of the ship. He wore a dark blue uniform, a large "C" on his chest standing out prominently against the crashing waves, and a bright red cloak fluttering in the wind.
In just ten minutes, they escaped their predicament. The cargo ship took off, flew across the sea, and landed at the nearest dock. The old captain noticed that there were many other ships in the same predicament as theirs at the dock; perhaps they had all "flown" there after the storm.
Xu Fu smoothly steered the ship into the harbor, then opened the heavy iron doors of the cabin, letting them slam open to the stunned captain and first mate. He smiled and welcomed the two men who had seemingly come back from the dead, asking, "Is everything alright?"
The old captain shifted his gaze to the first mate, who seemed to be in a daze, unable to answer the question. He replied, "I think... it's alright."
Xu Fu nodded: "Here you can repair your ships and get supplies. Once the storm has passed, you can set sail."
After he finished speaking, he smiled politely, then turned and walked out of the cabin, about to leave. At this moment, the captain suddenly remembered something, and seemed to take large strides to catch up, saying loudly, "Oh right, I forgot to say, thank you, you saved us all."
Xu Fu stopped where he was, smiled, and said, "No need."
The old captain sighed, "You know, when they talk about you, I can hardly believe it. I thought God had abandoned us long ago."
"No, I am not a god. I am just... willing to serve."
Having said that, he turned around, and with a swift movement of his foot, released a ring of milky-white air with a hiss. The blue figure shot into the sky like a bullet. The old captain shook his head, squinting as he watched it, until only wind, clouds, and heavy rain remained in the sky.
Chapter 1668 Robbery
Yesterday, a sudden and powerful typhoon struck the Philippine Strait, bringing torrential rain and a tsunami, leaving ships stranded in the nearby waters. Meteorologists say this could be the worst storm in a decade. Because it was almost a miracle, arriving without warning and completely unpredictable, experts are investigating whether other external factors contributed to this unusual weather. Fortunately, thanks to the actions of "New Superman," no one lost their life in this disaster. It is estimated that "New Superman" saved 534 lives in this disaster...
As the news program played on the coffee shop's TV, Xu Fuzheng stood in the long line at the counter, a breakfast sandwich dangling from his mouth. When the anchor mentioned the launch of the new Superman, he even forgot to chew his food, staring at the TV screen and giggling with delight.
Until the black man behind him poked him in the back: "Hey kid, go for it."
Xu Fu then realized that his laughter had unconsciously moved the line forward, leaving five or six empty seats in front of him. He quickly apologized and followed.
Every day at this time, this coffee shop has an incredibly long queue, stretching from the counter all the way to the two corners inside and finally onto the sidewalk outside. But it's worth it, because you won't find better coffee in these three blocks.
It's been a month since Mongo left his post, and Metropolis has fully embraced the new Superman. The Daily Planet's headline is once again 'S'. Lois Lane has been discharged from the hospital and quickly returned to her post at the Daily Planet, much to Kara's delight; it seems they have a lot to talk about.
However, Carla only stayed at the Metropolitan for half a week before she had to return to Nacinore. Just a few days later, her boss, Ms. Grant, seemed to have reached her limit. Ms. Grant said that if she didn't return to work within a day, she wouldn't be coming back. This really frightened Carla, and she flew back to Nacinore without hesitation. It seems her boss still had some control over her.
As for Helena, Xu Fu hadn't seen her since they last worked together. All Xu Fu knew was that after Mongo's downfall, her wanted list seemed to have been removed, and she had returned to her duties as a special agent.
Time flies, and Xu Fu's summer vacation before his senior year of high school is coming to an end. In a little while, he will officially begin his university life, which is somewhat novel to him.
Xu Fu asked Kara what university was, and she laughed and replied that she had never been to university, only attended high school for a year, and then lost interest in it. According to her, when she first came to Earth, Superman helped her find many jobs so that she could integrate into human society. After trying various jobs, from student to office worker, she decided to work at a newspaper like her cousin.
Xu Fu frowned as he listened to his words, thinking to himself how rigid and arbitrary the backstage staff were.
After a pause, Xu Fu finally received his hard-earned coffee. He took a satisfied sip and immediately realized that only the coffee here was worth the hour's wait.
He had just stepped out of the coffee shop, a soft paper cup in his hand, when his phone rang. The ringtone indicated it was Kara calling. He swirled the coffee cup in his left hand and pulled his phone out of his jeans pocket with his right: "Hey, good morning."
"Raul is upstairs, and I feel like I can't take it anymore!" Kara complained loudly as she opened the door. Xu Fuguang could already imagine her frustration just from her voice.
“Hey, calm down, calm down.” Xu Fu didn’t panic, because this kind of thing seemed to happen frequently lately. “Wait. Let me guess, is it Ms. Grant again?”
"She's getting more and more unreasonable!" Kara said angrily. "Remember when she said she liked to drink extra sugar in the milk from across the street for breakfast?"
"I don't remember." Xu Fu muttered to himself, but still hummed in response, "I remember, what's wrong?"
“I brought her breakfast today, and she said there was no sugar and even attacked me!” Carla said angrily. “How could she do this? I can’t stand it anymore, I want to quit.”
...It seems like there's no major problem.
Although Xu Fu thought this in his heart, he didn't dare to say it aloud. He continued, "She might be overreacting, but don't worry too much about it. She's probably just in a bad mood, and it'll pass in a few minutes..."
He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence, as a pistol rushed out from the alleyway past him, its muzzle pointed directly at his head.
"Put down the phone and come in!" the bearded, masked man in the alley roared through gritted teeth.
Xu Fu stood there stunned for a full two seconds, then said into the phone with an incredulous expression, "Oh my god, Kara, I've been robbed!"
“What are you…?” Kara repeated, seemingly doubting that she had misheard.
"Robbery! You heard me! Yes, someone really robbed me!"
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Seeing that the child not only wasn't panicked but even showed a hint of joy, the burly man wondered if he himself was terrified. He hurriedly dragged the child into the alley, pointed the gun at his head, and said, "You don't want to live anymore? Keep your voice down and hang up the phone!"
"Okay, okay, whatever you say, buddy." Xu Fu hung up the phone, temporarily hiding it in his pocket. "My God, buddy, out of everyone in every city, every town, you only chose me? You just wait..."
This was too much fun, much more fun than stopping a robber who suddenly appeared out of nowhere while on patrol, and he didn't want it to end like any other ordinary incident. The thought of how to mock the helpless robber in a more dramatic way flashed through his mind, but he quickly dismissed it.
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Then, something even more unexpected happened to this helpless robber.
Out of the corner of his eye, Xu Fu saw a handsome young man in an open brown jacket with greasy hair stride into the alley. He aggressively approached the thug, grabbed his shoulder, pulled his arm, and punched him hard in the nose, causing it to bleed profusely.
"Stay away from him!" the boy muttered angrily.
Xu Fu was stunned. After a few seconds, his brain realized that he had indeed been rescued from a street robbery.
The robber must have forgotten to check the calendar; a "normal" robbery could have so many unexpected twists and turns. He wiped away the blood, cursed, and raised his gun to fire, but the boy deftly twisted his arm, threw him to the ground, and pinned him to his shoulder.
He looked very much like a skilled practitioner.
The handsome young man quickly subdued the robber, elegantly straightened his slightly disheveled clothes, and asked Xu Fu with a smile, "Are you alright? He didn't steal anything from you, did he?"
Although he was somewhat resentful that his enjoyment had been taken away, he certainly wouldn't show it on the surface. Xu Fu also put on a grateful smile and shook hands with the young man: "It's alright, it's alright, thank you, brother. My name is Xu Fu, Xu Fu Reynolds. What's your name?"
"Just call me Mike," the young man said with a bright smile.
These days, handsome men who can see the light at the end of the tunnel are truly rare. Xu Fu thought sadly.
Of course, he could never have imagined that the handsome guy he bumped into on the street would become his college roommate a week later.
Chapter 1669 Energy Body
The Paranormal Bureau, codenamed "DE," is located somewhere within its headquarters.
Helena Wayne, dressed in her Huntress uniform, stood in the base's command center. On each row of screens before her, footage of the new Superman rushing to the scene of the storm in the Philippine Strait to provide assistance appeared. The petite figure on the screen was battling alone against the howling winds and violent tsunami; her cape fluttered in the wind like a flag, and her silhouette appeared incredibly tall.
"The visuals look quite stunning; it could be a blockbuster in theaters." Helena tapped her knuckles impatiently on the computer desk. "But I still don't understand why we need to watch it. Maybe our new mission is to rush to the disaster area for rescue?"
After Mongo's downfall, her former Secret Service department underwent a massive reorganization. The original director, Victor Serge, resigned, and the entire department and all agents were merged into a new department, the Supernatural Operations Bureau, under the leadership of a new director. Interestingly, Helena was unfamiliar with this mysterious new director; she had only heard of his iron-fisted and ruthless nature.
Today, Helena received orders from her mysterious new boss to report directly to the command center and receive a special mission. This was her first opportunity to see this mysterious boss in person, but so far, this "remarkable" figure was already half an hour late, and the screen in the command center was repeatedly playing the same news program for Helena. This was enough to give Helena a negative first impression of her new boss.