I became a weirdo in Marvel

Chapter 40 I am a native of my country

With the support of the military, all obstacles were quickly cleared away, and Superman's name became widely known both on the Internet and among the people. Everyone was very curious about Superman's true face and identity.

Is it that Superman came out of the comics, or is he a secret weapon of the government? Some people even revealed that Superman appeared more than 20 years ago and was an alien.

Such a discussion also took place in a certain office building.

"Hey, Sean, what do you think Superman's identity is? I think he goes to work just like us. Oh, and of course, he must wear a pair of glasses so that his colleagues around him can't find out his true identity."

"Oh, it's impossible in our company anyway. Well, I'm going home after get off work. See you tomorrow."

Sean smiled, took his briefcase and left the company.

On the way home, he suddenly discovered that the roadside newsstand, which had originally had little business, was now crowded with people.

Out of curiosity, Sean walked over and heard the boss shouting, "No more, no more, the special issue of the Global Times has sold out!"

special issue?

Did something big happen?
Looking at the excited people there, Sean moved closer and saw the title on the cover: "Superman? Homelander!".

"What? So Superman is the latest product developed by the military and the Austen Corporation? I thought he was an alien."

"Still in Superman. His name is Homelander! It says on it that his real name is Harry Osborn, the biological son of the chairman of the Oscorp Corporation."

"Who knows if it's true or not. They're not just making it up, are they?"

"No, there are so many photos on it, it must be real."

"And photos?"

Those who didn't get the special issue were getting more and more itchy, including Sean. He didn't say it, but he actually yearned to be a superhero in the comics. If they really appeared in reality, wouldn't it mean that he could also become a superhero?
Those who read the special issue on site saw that it was profitable and started bidding to sell the copy they had.

Sean paid $120 and successfully won the deal, and couldn't wait to read it.

The person who was discussing it just now was not lying. There are many photos in it, including a frontal photo of Homelander alone, and a scene of Homelander fighting a scary-looking monster.

What excited Sean the most was the photo of Homelander with red eyes shooting out two heat rays that left two charred marks on the ground.

"so amazing!"

He turned to the end and found that the special issue actually revealed that the birth of Homelander was suspected to be related to a plan jointly undertaken by the Austen Corporation and the military. The plan has now reached the completion stage, and the potion that allows Harry Osborn to become Homelander is expected to be mass-produced, and by then everyone will have the hope of becoming Superman.

Can everyone become a superman?

Sean closed the special issue, let out a long breath, looked at the huge crowd in front of him, and couldn't help but shout, "Anyone still want it? 200 dollars!"

Can everyone become a superman?

Tsk, just think about it in your mind. Saying it out loud will make you laugh. No one will believe it is true, including those crazy reporters.

Like sharks smelling blood, they all swarmed into Osborne Building as soon as they received the news, focusing only on Homelander's true identity and ignoring the last paragraph.

What no one expected was that the Austen Group seemed to have anticipated this situation and had already arranged the venue for the press conference.

After registering and confirming their identities, all reporters who came to the Austen Group were taken into the spacious open-air venue, sat in their seats, and waited for the press conference to begin.

"Please be safe and avoid crowding. There are still many empty seats in the venue. Please wait for a moment. The protagonist you hope to see will appear soon."

Natasha, who is beautiful and has a sweet voice, was invited to be the guest host. Under her gentle voice, the frantic reporters gradually calmed down. They looked at their colleagues around them vigilantly, put on fake smiles, and were polite to each other.

Of course, the focus of the whole audience is now on the man sitting in the first row.

"Damn it, where did the Globe get this information?"

"I heard that it was that Eddie Brock who risked his life to rush into the battle scene between Superman - no, Homelander and the monster, and took those photos. With the photos, wouldn't it be easy to find Homelander's identity?"

"That's awesome! I definitely wouldn't dare to do that." "So the person who took the photo wasn't you, but Eddie Brock."

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Hearing the faint voices of people talking about him, Eddie could not help but hold his head high and sit up straight. He could not hide the smile and pride on his face, as if the dark circles under his eyes were proof of his great achievements.

Suddenly he smelled a strong fragrance, and when he turned his head, he saw a beautiful brown-haired woman standing beside him. She opened her red lips and said, "Excuse me, is there anyone here?"

Eddie felt his throat was a little dry. "Well, I think there should be no one here. Anyway, I haven't seen anyone sitting here."

"Thank you."

The beauty pulled back her cool skirt and sat next to Eddie. Her scattered hair brushed across Eddie's nose, making the fragrance even stronger.

Eddie rubbed his nose, crossed his legs and pretended nothing had happened.

However, the beauty didn't want to let him go so easily, and directly extended her slender hand to him: "Hello, my name is Liz, Daniel Liz."

"Hello, Eddie Brock."

"Oh, I know you, the famous Eddie Brock. Your name has been ringing in my ears recently."

Liz crossed her arms and looked at Eddie curiously, "How did you do that?"

"what?"

“How can you always find big news?”

"Perhaps, an excellent sense of news?"

"And not afraid of death?"

"Haha."

Eddie laughed and said, "Don't listen to them. I've always been afraid of death, but a friend told me that it's actually a good thing to be able to decide how you die."

"Is your friend also a journalist?"

"No, he's a superhero."

"Super hero?"

Liz's eyes lit up, she reached out and touched Eddie's thigh, showing a charming smile: "I'm very interested in this topic, shall we discuss it in detail tonight?"

"Ahem, okay."

The two were chatting excitedly when suddenly dazzling lights came on and shot up into the sky, causing all the reporters to raise their heads.

"Look, there's someone there!"

"It's my countrymen!"

The scene immediately became lively, with shutter sounds ringing incessantly and camera flashes turning the area below into a sea of ​​light.

Harry stood in the air, took a deep breath, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he suddenly flew down and stayed steadily in the center of the stage.

The green armor and black cape make him look even more charming despite his already handsome appearance.

Harry looked around and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Yes, I am from my motherland!"

(End of this chapter)