American comics: You're asked to fish, but you catch a Superman template?

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"Are you sure?"

His gaze lingered on Xu Fu's pale face for a moment. In Hughes's view, the other man's expression at this moment was very simple: he hadn't rested well.

However, due to Xu Fu's insistence, Howard Hughes did not intend to pursue the matter.

"Hughes One is currently in a maintenance hangar, and I'm planning to get it fully repaired."

After a short flight from New York to Los Angeles, Hughes noticed that the aircraft was not perfect and had much room for improvement, so he planned to carry out a major overhaul.

. ..... ...

If Xu Fu had spoken any later, he might have only seen the dismantled Hughes One.

Upon hearing Howard Hughes's reply, a hint of gratitude flashed in Xu Fu's eyes.

If the plane is destroyed, he will not be able to return to New York in his current condition.

Even with his impaired flying ability, in a positive world, his current weakened body would not be able to sustain him.

"So, what happened?"

Looking at Xu Fu standing in front of him, Hughes clearly sensed a sense of urgency from his expression.

"For reasons I cannot explain in detail, I can only say that this flight was extremely important to me."

Xu Fu was clearly unable to explain what had happened to him to Hughes, and even if he revealed the positive and negative aspects of the world, it might not make sense.

"..."

Standing at the door, he and Xu Fu exchanged a silent glance.

Then, Howard Hughes shrugged, a helpless expression on his face, and said, "Okay, since you insist, I may need some time to tidy up the room."

"Actually, you don't need to come with me. I can fly back by myself."

While in Los Angeles, Xu Fu learned the art of piloting an airplane from Hughes, which, with the help of his super brain, was not difficult.

"What I'm worried about isn't you, but my 'Rain God'."

Hughes offered his own explanation.

“You have to understand, building such an aircraft is not an easy task. I must ensure that Hughes One completes its flight intact. I don’t want to see news of Hughes One crashing in the newspapers. After all, it’s the middle of the night, and flying at night is an extremely dangerous activity for a novice.”

Faced with Hughes' explanation, Xu Fu tended to tell him that, with his eyesight, there really was no difference between night and day.

However, due to the other party's insistence, Xu Fu no longer refused.

...

"are you ready?"

Late at night, in a brightly lit aircraft maintenance hangar.

Howard Hughes checked the functions of Hughes One, tightened some screws with a wrench, and then looked at Xu Fu on the plane and asked.

"ready to go."

He continued sketching on the paper with his paintbrush in hand, answering Hughes's questions without looking up.

After glancing at the vivid cartoon on the sketch, Hughes sat down in the cockpit, put on his flight helmet, just as he had warned.

"The rest of the journey may be a bit bumpy."

As Howard Hughes finished speaking, the Hughes One aircraft beneath him began to move. Feeling a tremendous pull behind him, Xu Fu couldn't help but put down the photo in his hand. Then, with a loud bang, the plane crashed over Los Angeles...

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Chapter 734 General Zod

"...Who would you support, Hoover or Roosevelt?"

"In fact, I don't intend to endorse anyone; they don't seem like the kind of people who can solve problems."

"If I had to choose, I think FDR still has a certain possibility. After all, Hoover proved to be a complete disaster, and no normal person would let him do it again."

"Frankly, I don't know much about Roosevelt. Seeing him in a wheelchair, I suspect he was just a puppet. After all, he had difficulty even standing up, let alone being president..."

At 6 a.m., people began discussing the upcoming presidential election in front of the newspaper, The Messenger.

As the pre-election atmosphere intensifies, all conversations unconsciously begin to shift towards the general election.

Judging from the current situation of "183", Roosevelt has a clear advantage because he himself has one flaw or another, especially the way he sits in a wheelchair, which is the target of Republican attacks.

Roosevelt also refuted this, giving a public speech immediately after being confirmed as the Democratic presidential nominee, saying, "A president is not necessarily an acrobat. We did not elect him because he can do somersaults forward or backward; he has done the mental work and found a way to benefit the people."

At the same time, Roosevelt put forward his own campaign plan, which included the aggressive "New Deal"—relief, reform and renewal, and repeal of Prohibition—in stark contrast to Hoover's commitment to traditional conservative values.

The "New Deal" abandoned the traditional laissez-faire approach and stimulated the economy by introducing deficit financing and developing public utilities, thus increasing government intervention in the economy.

This also provoked a strong reaction from the traditionalists and conservatives represented by Hoover.

"The FDR is undermining American values!"

"Roosevelt's New Deal was a wake-up call for the rich; it was like roasting millionaires every day!"

The New Deal was unconstitutional...

"Roosevelt is leading America to disaster, and it's happening right now!"

These were all criticisms and discussions in the press during this period regarding Roosevelt's New Deal.

This met with fierce resistance from some capitalist groups, primarily industrial groups, because the New Deal was seen as a shining example of state intervention in the economy and a precedent for future state intervention.

Prior to this, due to the Great Depression, they had the power to excessively exploit workers, while Roosevelt's New Deal was clearly in favor of the working class.

They believe that Roosevelt was too lenient with workers and that increasing commercial taxes on monopoly capital was a direct challenge to them. Some even think that Roosevelt's Social Security Act was copied from the Manifesto.

Although there was a backlash from the capitalist group, the vast majority of the workers were anticipating the new policy. While most of them didn't actually know what the new policy entailed, this didn't prevent them from knowing from simple figures, working hours, and the capitalists' attitude that it must be beneficial to them.

Through the New Deal, Roosevelt indirectly gained the support of a large working class.

This is very important because when voting, whether you are a capitalist or a disheveled homeless person, you only get one vote.

It wasn't until that day that the homeless and the workers felt like they were the masters of the country.

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"boss?"

Amidst the heated discussion, the doors of the newspaper's editorial department were opened wide.

In the newsroom, Xu Fu's enthusiastic reading interrupted the lively discussion taking place at the door.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Sensing the commotion outside the newspaper office, Xu Fu gently stopped painting and nodded to them.

Good morning, boss.

John and the others responded casually to Xu Fu's greeting, then hesitantly asked a question.

"Boss, aren't you filming a movie in Los Angeles?"

Xu Fu had informed them earlier that he was going to Los Angeles for a while to work on a film, and that he had left behind a rather thick stack of drawings as a comic strip series during his time away from the newspaper.

John and the others decided that Xu Fu would spend some time in Los Angeles on this trip.

Who would have thought that he would return after just a few days of continuous work?

Is there a problem with the locomotive?

John's first thought was the train: it would take several days to travel from New York to Los Angeles by train alone.

If you look at it purely from a time perspective, Xu Fu might not even be able to return to Los Angeles in time.

"No, I've already been to Los Angeles."

He stopped painting and, under the puzzled gazes of Little John and the others, explained the mode of transportation he would be using on his journey.

"An airplane?"

"Six hours!"

When the newspaper staff learned that Xu Fu had returned to New York from Los Angeles in just six hours, they looked at each other in shock.

Old John stared at Xu Fu standing in front of him, his mouth agape.

The convenience of airplanes was beyond their comprehension. An ordinary person like John Sr. couldn't even leave New York City in six hours, while Xu Fu could traverse two cities.

"I can fly away anytime."

For John, airplanes were a cartoonish mode of transportation; he had never seen one in real life since he was a child.

You can only recognize the plane on the pages of the Superman comics that Xu Fu made earlier. Bregnac appears in 0.9 in a shrunken Paris, where a storyline about flight appears.

"That day is not far away."

As a latecomer, Xu Fu was well aware that the history of airplanes as a means of mass transportation was not far off, because Delta Air Lines in the United States was already trying to develop aviation business. It was just that the arrival of the Great Depression hindered the development of the aviation industry and delayed the development of civil aircraft.

After briefly explaining why he had returned, Xu Fu quickly shifted the topic to why he was in New York.

“It’s been almost a year since they first decided to serialize Superman in The Messenger, and the newspaper’s current prosperity is largely due to that decision, so I feel it’s necessary to start a series of celebrations to commemorate that moment.”

Chapter 735 They looked at each other for a while