Chapter 138 The God of the World, the Perfect Man

  The previous Infinity Gauntlet version of Thanos was just a bait for Yimeng, in order to force out the Time Management Bureau, which was separated from the universe.

  As long as the Time Administration exists, the matter will not be over. Even if Thanos is killed, the Administration will be able to create another Thanos.

  So, the real enemy in this battle has always been the Time Administration!

   Now, there is only the last step left. After solving the Time Management Bureau, the fate of fixed timeline and illusion will come to an end.

   Until then, in the current time and space of the Marvel universe, there will be no existence that can stop him.

  So.

   Destroyer Mechanic Superman Yimeng stepped firmly into the portal leading to the Time Administration.

  The moment Yi Meng stepped into the Time Management Bureau, before he could see the inner scene clearly, everything around him was shrouded in light, and time seemed to have completely stopped at this moment.

   This is the inner power of the Time Administration—?

   No!

  The surrounding light also ushered in shattering and disillusionment, just like the dream scene before waking up, Yimeng's thoughts were separated from the world where she was, but she still didn't return to the real world, but shuttled across to another dream.

  Dreamland, usher in a switch at this moment!

   "At this time... Well, maybe it's because I overused the projection power of the ancient Doomsday just now?"

  Yimeng's dream consciousness flowed, after all, she still didn't resist the powerful traction like a black hole, and fell towards another dream.

  That is, the dream universe world named DC!

  …

  DC Universe, Earth, Metropolis.

  It was noon, the sky was cloudless and clear, and the fireball-like sun hung high in the sky, shining bright golden sunlight unhindered on the city of steel.

   "Ladies and gentlemen, the time is now: September 9, 2010, at twelve o'clock in the morning.

   This is the best of times, and today is the best day!

  We are honored to meet here at the football stadium. The stadium competition is about to start. Let me hear your cheers! "

  As a metropolis with a world-class economic city, a transnational football ceremony is being held in the central football stadium located in the urban area. Under the passionate shout of the host—

  The auditoriums of the football stadiums and venues are full, and the number of spectators from all over the world reaches as high as 100,000.

  Buzz!

  In the grand and enthusiastic atmosphere, the entire large football stadium vibrated.

  But at this time.

   "Look, what's that?!"

  In the auditorium, someone suddenly looked up at the sky and stretched out his finger, showing a surprised expression.

   "What the **** is that?"

   "It's falling this way, it's getting bigger and bigger!"

  More and more spectators noticed the strangeness of the sky above the stadium, and they stood up from their seats one after another, full of surprise.

   And when they realized what it was, all of them held their breath for an instant, and their hearts stopped suddenly, showing expressions of horror.

   Visible, the blue sky above the football stadium.

   A small black dot appeared first, and the small black dot continued to grow larger and was falling towards the bottom of the venue.

  Soon the small black dot changed from the size of a grain of rice to the size of a baby's fist, and revealed the outline of the falling object. It was a white nose and steel wings—

   That's an airplane!

   To be more prepared, it is a large Boeing airliner with a take-off weight of more than 400 tons!

  Such a giant is constantly falling towards the football stadium, like a huge meteorite, and its visual impact is unparalleled after approaching a low altitude of 100 meters!

Looking at the Boeing airliner with its head plummeting downward, everyone in the auditorium of the football stadium was stunned, feeling the fear of destruction and death, but what kept them from panicking was the hope that was more abundant than this fear Light!

  Having completely lost its engine braking ability, the large Boeing airliner that fell vertically actually slowed down continuously during the fall—

  The sharp-eyed people have already seen that a figure is standing on the head of the Boeing airliner, using both hands to bear the terrifying weight of the aircraft, but it obviously slows down the Boeing airliner.

   Until.

  The moment before the Boeing airliner crashed on the football field, it completely stopped the signs of falling. Under the support of the figure, it stopped at a low altitude for a few seconds, and then it was carried by the nose and gently lowered to the lawn field.

  Under the golden sunlight, the packed football field was silent, and the fanatical eyes of everyone, almost believers, fell on the figure lifting the plane.

  The tall figure who performed the miracle slowly flew up. It was a young black-haired youth, wearing a blue-bottomed cloak and tight-fitting battle suit, with an S logo on his sturdy chest, and a bright red cloak fluttering in the wind.

  The young man is handsome and tall, with a reassuring sunny smile on his face, bathed in light, like an invincible and close **** on earth.

   "Superman!"

   "Superman! Superman! Superman!"

  The host, the football players, and the 100,000 spectators in the auditorium called out almost in unison, and the fanatical voice almost resounded through the metropolis.

  Superman nodded with a smile, flew forward, reached out and removed the safety door of the Boeing aircraft with his bare hands.

  He lowered his head into the cabin, and said to the hundreds of desperate passengers wearing oxygen masks: "Everyone, it's all right now."

   "Superman, it's Superman!"

   "Hahaha, we are saved!"

  The moment they saw the young man in the battle suit, the passengers showed even more fanatical expressions, and despair was replaced by hope.

   They know that they are saved, no matter what disaster or hardship they face, no one will add to the pain...

   Because of Superman, Superman is coming!

  …

  Metropolis, a 100-story skyscraper soaring into the sky, this is the head office building of the Metropolitan Planet Daily.

   At this time, the news department of Planet Daily.

  Louis Lane, the head of the reporter team and secretary to the manager, was walking through the corridor of the department on high heels.

  She has light makeup on her young and pretty face, her hair is tied into a ponytail, and she looks capable and intellectual. She is wearing a white shirt and trousers suit, with a work card hanging on her chest, but she walks vigorously, and looks like a strong woman.

  Passing by the multi-person office of the news department, it can be seen that there is already a mess inside.

   "Urgent! Hurry up and edit! The superhero—Superman, appeared again at the Metropolitan Football Stadium and saved nearly 500 people!"

   "How many times has Superman appeared? A thousand times!"

   "Since Superman first appeared to rescue the workers of the offshore oil plant three years ago, he has saved more than 100,000 people so far, right?"

   "Whether volcanic eruptions, submarine accidents, snow mountain collapses, stormy waves, floods, or current aviation accidents, he can perfectly resolve all disasters with the power comparable to the gods—

  The **** of the world, the red flash, the strongest hero, worthy of the name! "

  The reporters in the news department are constantly amazed.

  Superman, the **** of the world, the strongest hero!

   He is also the only one.

  A year ago, as a stateless and pure hero, he participated in the United Nations conference, and even a well-known existence of various world economic and natural summits.

  Of course, he is also the most popular hotspot in the current era, and if he shows up, he can become the headline of the newspaper that day!

  Compared to the uproar in the news department, Louise still had a cold face, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she came to the manager's office with a stack of documents.

  On the door plate of the manager's office, it is marked:

   "Clark Dream!"

  (end of this chapter)