[Superman] Number One Enemy

Popular science time:

In the original comics, Ultron was created by Dr. Pim, the first generation of Ant-Man.Nothing to do with Tony.

The comic setting is used here.That's right, I do this in every article.I just won't give Tony the blame.I can't bear him to carry such a big scapegoat!!! It's obviously not him who created Ultron!!! (打地

Clark stared at the announcement on the bulletin board, his face froze, and he forgot to take the card, walked to the bulletin board silently, and tore off the official document.

"That's a promotion." Another colleague came over with a cup of coffee and pushed Clark half-jokingly, "Congratulations, you have become the chief editor of the morning news department. Although it is a bad job, it is better than staying in Bahn Si is good."

Clark turned his head, looking at his colleagues congratulating him, anger mixed with panic rose inside him.

"Aren't you happy? That's a good thing." Jimmy asked Clark.

"No, I'm not happy." Clark murmured, staring at the paper.

He just knew it.Clark thought to himself, when he went upstairs to ask Audrey for questioning, holding the official document with a sullen face.He knew there was a problem. He had a bad feeling when Audrey suddenly called his name in the car the day before yesterday.

This is ridiculous.How can the position be transferred at any time? !

Clark was almost angrily, standing in front of Audrey's office, waiting for Audrey.

As usual, Audrey stepped into the office at exactly eight o'clock.She turned her head and saw Clark without any surprise, walking to the desk with a blank expression.

Clark followed, preventing Audrey from shutting herself out of the office and locking the door.

"Explain." He slapped the document directly on the center of Audrey's desk.

Without raising her eyes, Audrey took off her coat and pulled out her chair, as if ready to start working.

This completely angered Clark.

"Barnes, you have to give me a reason for the transfer. What did I do wrong? What did I do wrong?"

Audrey lowered her eyes.

"No, not at all." Audrey replied, still not looking up, "You have done a good job, there is nothing wrong with it. I transferred you to give you a chance."

Clark stared at Audrey, not believing this set of arguments at all.

"Is this why you have been cold these two days?"

"Kent, we have a clear distinction between public and private. It's not that I haven't asked you. The day before yesterday, in the car, I asked you if you wanted to do news, and you said you did. I asked if you wanted to write and direct the news for the whole time, and you were positive."

As Audrey said, she raised her head and looked directly at Clark, "Now tell me that you don't want to be transferred. Kent, opportunities wait for no one. If you don't want to do it, I can hire someone else."

"Then get someone else," Clark blurted out.

The atmosphere instantly froze.

Audrey seemed to be stunned.

Clark immediately regretted it, after uttering the last sentence.He regretted his impulsiveness, and regretted being so fierce to Audrey.

"Are you angry?" Audrey asked, frowning slightly, staring at Clark, seemingly puzzled and incredulous, "Kent, are you angry with me?"

Clark took a deep breath.

"...yes, I'm angry," Clark admitted, trying to keep his tone as gentle as possible, "I'm not happy that you transferred me without first discussing my exact wishes with me. This is not the normal process, O. Delly."

"This has no negative impact on you." Audrey frowned and explained, "Your salary remains the same, your vacation increases, and the department you go to is a job you like. What's wrong with that?"

Sounds awesome.No joy, Clark thought.He stared at Audrey, observing Audrey's expression carefully.

"What about you?" Clark asked back. "Who's going to take my place? Have you found someone?"

Audrey was silent for a moment, and turned her head away. "There will be an interview today. You don't need to worry about that part."

"I have to hand over the work to him." Clark raised his eyebrows, put his hands on the table, leaned over, and narrowed the distance with Audrey, "Tell me, Audrey, you are not avoiding me."

Audrey backed away. "What are you asking for?"

"Because I care about your feelings." Clark raised his voice and stared straight at Audrey, "I care about what you think of me, I care about the affirmation you give me, and I care about you."

Audrey stood up abruptly.

"You are a very ambitious subordinate." Audrey said, turned around, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and turned her back to Clark, "You performed well at work and were able to complete excess work. I should give You will be treated better, and you will be given a position that is more suitable for you and what you want.”

Clark frowned, squinting.

"Why don't you look at me and say these things?" he asked.

Audrey turned her head sideways and looked at Clark with a blank expression.

"There's nothing to worry about here, Kent," she said, calmly. "You're not my secretary starting today. Go back to your post. I'm impatient."

Audrey was too obvious to evade.

Clark couldn't help sulking.He couldn't figure out what was going wrong.Well, it's not a good idea to ask Audrey to go to the supermarket, but he just doesn't want Audrey sitting in front of the pile of work all day, life is not just work!He wanted Audrey to pay attention to the world around him, and he insisted it wasn't a mistake.

...It can't be because he bought two extra chocolates that day.Please, this is so stupid.

That night, Clark was so depressed that he flew to space to rest, deaf to the noises from all over the earth.He's not the only superhero, there are others who can accomplish these things—sometimes, Clark thinks.

He was still the same farm boy growing up in Zimmerwell, Kansas, fragile at heart, alone, lonely on earth.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with the morning news department.Although the work is messy, there are too many places to straighten out at the beginning, but which job is not like this?And, it's a job he loves.Plan the interview topics of the week and month every day, from the serious bribery of the governor to the relaxed cooking teaching, there is a lot of room for him to play in the morning news.

Of course, this place is not as good as the special news department that only needs to produce 15 minutes a month, and it is not as good as "10 [-] Minutes", nor is it like the noon and evening news, which are in popular hours.Colleagues in the same building here nicknamed it "Morning Chowder". There is everything, everything is reported, and nothing is surprising.

Clark, however, had a great time in the morning news department.Everyone here is like a family, getting along in harmony, thinking about each other, and working together.

Clark was still worried about Audrey.He heard that Audrey didn't find a new assistant, and the off-duty time returned to the previous twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Several times, Clark stopped on the top floor of a nearby building or in the air, staring at the lights of Planet Media CEO's office from afar.

On the night when he saw the Quinjet machine of S.H.I.E.L.D. sneaking into the metropolis, Clark sat on the water tower on the top floor of the high-end apartment near the Planetary Media building, dazed.

The metropolis is surprisingly peaceful tonight. While thinking about the news topics for next week, Clark is planning to do a special feature on local farms, while staring at Audrey's office, making a bet with himself on when Audrey will be willing to leave work.

He wanted to watch Audrey get off work and go home.That would put him at ease.

Suddenly, Clark felt something enter Metropolitan airspace.He immediately became alert, scanning his eyes until he saw the Quinjet parked on the Planetary Media building, and Tony Stark and Captain America got off the plane one after the other.

They're here to pick up Audrey.Clark guessed.

Clark was parked farther than a safe distance, so no one on the Quinjet could see him.

Standing in the air, Clark watched the lights in Audrey's office go on and off.After a while, Audrey and the two superheroes appeared at the parking lot on the top floor of Planet Media.

He could hear their conversation.

"... Ultron has controlled the entire network. Audrey, you should stay away from this matter as much as possible."

"I will, honey, don't worry. I'm only worried about you. Tony, we're going to get back that batch of Vibranium, and the money it stole, and all the resources. If I see Ultron, I'll take it back Beat it so every part fell out. How much I spent on Stark Enterprises! What is it for! And Jarvis!"

"It seems to be my family's property, with my Jarvis, Audrey. You are more excited than I am."

"Wait. I remembered I had a backup here. Not online. I asked you to come here before. Do you remember Tony? When you first started programming Jarvis..."

"I love you, Sweet Pie."

"Come on. The best compensation you can give me is to give us an exclusive interview on the events of Ultron. Where's Brandon?"

Clark is analyzing the situation revealed during the conversation between Stark, Captain America and Audrey.

At this time, a black-haired child ran off the Quinjet machine and threw himself into Audrey's arms.Estimated to be about five or six years old.

"Mommy!" the child yelled.

Clark immediately frowned severely.

──Wait.What did he hear just now?Got a kid calling Audrey "Mommy"? !

Audrey picked up the baby.More people got off the plane.All are Avengers.

"Nata." Audrey hugged one of the red-haired women, kissed each other's cheeks, and comforted each other, "Are you okay? I'm here, Brandon and I are here. It's okay, it's okay."

Clark recognized that it was Black Widow.

"Only Clint didn't get hit. He's immune."

"Where's James? Please tell me he's okay."

"Still awake. Steve had to knock him unconscious. I'll reassure him, don't worry. Audrey, you have to go to the safe house with us, Ultron might lay hands on you."

Clark watched as the Avengers surrounded Audrey and escorted Audrey onto the Quinjet.

He and the boy met eyes inadvertently.

"Mommy. There's Superman."

"what?"

Audrey stopped in her tracks.The others stopped, and they all looked in the direction the child pointed, that is, where Clark was.

Clark began to tense.

"Oh, I saw it." The man with the quiver on his back took out the binoculars.

"Can he see it? So far away?"

"Wait, he won't be able to hear it too."

"I'm going to meet him—"

"Wait, Sol, don't be impulsive!"

Seeing that Thor in the Avengers was about to fly with a hammer, Clark could only show up.He flew over the Quinjet in an instant, landed slowly in front of the Avengers, and recognized them in sequence.

The one with the quiver is Hawkeye, and the one with the hammer is Thor.Captain America, Tony Stark, and Black Widow, these three are easy to recognize. Dr. Banner and the Winter Soldier are in the Quinjet machine.

Hawkeye and Stark looked at Thor at the same time.

"He flies faster," Stark said. "Someone else's alien."

"Yes, he flies faster." Hawkeye nodded in agreement, "Someone else's alien."

Thunder God glanced at his teammates with displeasure.

At this moment, Clark could vaguely discern the subtle yet great difference in style between the Avengers and the Justice League that will soon be formed...