Clarke

"This is John Joyce, a frontline reporter for the New York Daily News. I'm currently reporting from the bottom of the Stark Tower on the post-disaster reconstruction work in Manhattan."

A handsome blond man with slicked back hair stood in front of the camera and said with a smile.

"We can see Stark Tower, oh no, we should call it Avengers Tower from now on." John showed his signature charming smile.

"Now we can see some workers digging through the rubble with excavators."

"Now we can see that some engineers are planning with drawings."

"Now we can see that some citizens are rushing towards the building with weapons... Well, Gray, hurry up, there is a riot."

John called to his photographer and got closer to the building. The two of them squatted behind a car on the roadside and stuck their heads out to look at the entrance of Avengers Tower.

......

A middle-aged man with unshaven beard and dirty body rushed to the front and fired a shot at the door of the building. The two security guards at the door were turned into ashes.

The bearded man was followed by more than a dozen people, who shot and killed all the security guards at the door. All the glass doors at the entrance of the building were also shattered.

The sound of breaking glass and the sirens of Avengers Tower woke up passers-by, and people screamed and fled away with their heads in their hands.

The bearded man walked up the steps to the door of the building and turned around to face the warriors following him.

"My compatriots, we are here because our loved ones lost their lives in this war."

The bearded man raised his gun and pointed it at the upper floors of the building.

"And all this was caused by them. They are all a bunch of freaks. It was they who brought the aliens here."

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang" the bearded man shot upstairs.

"We have been preparing for so many days just to collect these weapons. Today, we are going to use these weapons to kill our loved ones to make them pay."

"Everyone, come to me"

The bearded man turned around and was about to lead the men into the building.

"whoosh"

A rope flew out of nowhere and entangled the bearded man. Lightning flashed on the rope, and the bearded man twitched and fell.

"Everyone, put down your weapons"

The golden and red armor raised its hands and pointed at the crowd. It was unknown what the expression of the person under the mask was.

"Crash."

The sounds of falling firearms sounded one after another.

"Go to hell, freak"

But there were also two men who suddenly raised their guns and fired at Tony.

Tony flipped flexibly in the air to avoid two energy bombs, and suddenly opened his shoulders to shoot two tranquilizer bombs.

The two men who fired the shots went limp and fell to the ground.

Others instantly raised their hands in surrender.

The police car called to come and collect the body, oh no, come and take the criminal into custody.

......

Tony flew back to the top of the building, and the robot arm removed the armor and put it away.

"This is Tony's first time."

Natasha asked from across the screen.

"It's the third time." Tony's expression was a little depressed.

Natasha raised her eyebrows, "Don't take it to heart."

Tony forced a smile, "I know what I just said."

"The council and the military asked all alliance members to hand over their information and also requested an investigation meeting..."

"Investigation will be held." Tony interrupted Natasha with an angry sneer, "They really treat us as their soldiers."

Natasha opened her mouth but said nothing.

Tony calmed down.

"Sorry, it wasn't meant for you."

Natasha shook her head, "Then how do I reply to them?"

"Put it off, just say we don't have time to go now." Tony closed his eyes and shook his head.

Tony suddenly remembered something, "Is there still no news from Clark?"

Natasha shook her head.

"No, he hasn't contacted us since that day. But yesterday, a scientific research ship in Antarctica was pushed out when it got stuck in the ice. The report said that someone saw him."

Tony pursed his lips, "Maybe he hasn't recovered yet."

Natasha suddenly smiled, "By the way, did you know that they plan to erect a sculpture for Clark in Central Park?"

"Is it only him who has it? Doesn't it belong to me?"

Tony looked at Natasha's weird expression and said, "Well, he does seem a little more reliable than me."

......

After a few days, Clark finally adapted to his hearing. Ever since he held Loki's scepter that day, Clark could hear sounds from the other side of the world if he wanted to, and could also locate a certain person in the crowd and listen to them individually.

Clark flew back to SHIELD's base and walked into the base in the eyes of other agents with admiration.

After signing autographs for a dozen people along the way, Clark finally arrived at Fury's office.

"You are quite popular." Fury said with a smile.

Clark waved his hands and smiled bitterly without saying anything.

“How was your vacation in Antarctica?”

"That's it. It's quite quiet. I recommend you go."

"Oh, forget it, I'm extremely busy every day."

Fury handed Clark a file.

Clark took the document and opened it, "What kind of hearing is this?"

Fury rubbed his brow, "Yes, they asked for it."

Clark smiled contemptuously, "Why didn't I see them pop out during the battle?"

Clark continued flipping through, "There are also Tony and Steve. I thought Steve was the military's pet peeve."

Fury said helplessly: "They hope to dominate the Avengers, or at least let you accept the command."

Clark put down the document and said, "Forget it, the cooperative relationship is quite good now."

"That's not what I said."

"Then don't talk about it yet. I'm leaving first. Another bank has been robbed." Clark pointed to his ear and turned to leave the office.

Fury watched Clark leave and shook his head, picking up the report next to him and continuing to work.

......

Solving New York Bank Robbers 11

Solving the San Francisco Fire 11

Solving New Jersey Floods 11

Help rebuild 1010

......

After saving the world on a daily basis, Clark returned to his apartment and sat in front of the TV to turn on the news.

"What's the matter, Joe?"

Qiao's figure appeared and smiled slightly, "Everything is normal."

"Oh by the way, Tony invited you to his birth party, this time it's Mark 35."

Clark was stunned for a moment, "He is still making the armor."

"Yes, as far as I know, Tony should have some psychological trauma. He is quite nervous and has been suffering from insomnia during this time."

"Let me go see him," Clark said after a moment of silence.

Clark changed into casual clothes and rode his beloved motorcycle to Tony's New York mansion.

......

Clark stopped the motorcycle, walked into the house and into the basement, and saw Tony who was tightening something with a screwdriver.

"By the way, why do you want to build the laboratory in the basement? Do you have any special hobbies?"

Clark picked up a part on the table and played with it.

Tony put down the screwdriver, "You missed the Mark 34 party."

"Ah, that's such a shame." Clark shrugged and put down the parts.

Clark stared at Tony's eyes, looking at the bloodshot eyes inside, and said, "How long has it been since you had a good night's sleep, Tony?"

"It's been 30 hours, sir." Jarvis replied thoughtfully.

"It's no big deal," Tony said easily.

Clark looked at Tony and said sincerely.

"You should have a good rest, Tony. You have been busy making armors since the Battle of New York. Everyone is worried about you."

Tony frowned, looking a little uncomfortable.

"I'm fine... I can't rest." Tony suddenly changed the topic, "By the way, how are the floods in New Jersey today? Do you need help? I have some fully automatic drones that can help you..."

"Tony, you need to rest"

Tony shut his mouth, closed his eyes and lay down on the chair.

"Maybe I should really take a break."

......

A month later, in downtown New Jersey.

"Thank you, Superman, for saving us."

The mayor held Clark's hand with both hands and shook it heavily several times.

Clark nodded and held the mayor's hand, "This is what I should do."

In the square behind the two people, the staff opened the curtain, and a ten-meter-tall Superman statue stood in the center of the square.

The scene of Superman lifting the baby in the flood will remain in the city forever.

"Click, click, click"

Flashbulbs lit up and reporters took photos of this meaningful moment.

......

New York, somewhere in an experimental facility.

A blond man in a white suit looked at Superman on the TV and turned off the TV with a sneer.

The blond man took out his cell phone.

"Let the plan begin"

The person on the other side of the phone excitedly accepted the order.

"This time it will definitely shock the whole world hehe"

The blond man put down his cell phone, opened a box on the table in front of him, took out a respirator-like thing, put it in his mouth and took a deep breath.

The fiery red lines spread from the inside of the blond man's brain to under his neck and slowly disappeared. The dazzling red light in the blond man's eyes gradually extinguished.

Outside the window of the room, there are three letters on the roof of the building opposite.

"aim"