American manga: I drew Superman in the Great Depression

Chapter 82 Working Overtime

"Warning, warning, all personnel wear anti-toxic devices, the toxin smoke will be released in three minutes..."

Within the Hydera base, urgent sirens kept ringing.

'Regenerator' laboratory, inside the console.

Scott looked at the dense circuit boards in front of him, took a deep breath, and came to the device representing storage.

"Form up a formation, okay, guys, let's start taking action!"

Through the brain wave device in the helmet, the ants are controlled to their positions.

Following Scott's order, Anthony crawled to his side, turned around, raised his belly, and fired the cracker at the memory.

The "Pym particles" falling on the memory and acting on the cracking device failed instantly, followed by a weak current flashing through.

"Start cracking."

Tony's frivolous voice sounded in Scott's ears.

"Cracked successfully, data is being copied..."

The cracking device created by Howard began to operate, and Scott's mission was basically completed.

All that's left is to wait until Tony copies all the data in the laboratory and then leaves the Hydra base.

Looking up at the progress bar displayed on the device, Scott glanced at the situation outside the laboratory through the hole in the heat dissipation vent.

Because of the alarm, all researchers in the laboratory have left the room.

At the same time, most of the passages in the laboratory are still completely blocked, including the vents used by Scott before.

"water pipe."

However, in such a tight blockade, Scott still found loopholes.

The sink in the laboratory seemed to be prepared for daily cleaning by researchers, but now it has become an escape passage for Scott to connect to the outside of the base.

After determining the escape route, the only time left is to copy the data.

Turning his head and looking at the progress bar, which had already passed one-third of the copying speed, Scott suddenly felt reassured.

"Sure enough, you are the best, Scott!"

Under the helmet, the proud expression on Scott's face had not yet taken shape. The next second the alarm sounded in the base caused his expression to change instantly.

"What, toxin smoke, is there any need to reach this level?"

"I'm only here to steal things!"

I never thought that an ordinary infiltration operation would be designed to release toxins.

Inside the console, the expression on Scott's face suddenly changed.

Listening to the continuous countdown amidst the sirens, he raised his head again and glanced at the still slowly moving progress bar on the cracking device, and his heart instantly became extremely impatient.

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Standing on the roof.

[Super Hearing] also heard the crisis on Scott in the base.

Using [Super Perspective], Colin could clearly see the people wearing gas masks in the Hydra base.

"It's really dangerous."

Seeing this scene, Colin couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, he observed the situation before entering the base. Otherwise, if he had just re-entered without hesitation, not to mention that Scott was not rescued, even he would probably be in danger.

Faced with this situation in the base, Colin's first choice was naturally to find an inconspicuous base member, grab a gas mask from his hand and put it on himself.

Although the ability of [Invisibility] has various shortcomings, fortunately, the range of influence of the ability is sufficient.

There will be no embarrassing situation where he has to take off his clothes to use it.

However, Colin himself prefers another approach than this first option.

"It just so happens that tomorrow is the publication day of The Courier. It looks like I have to go back early and work a little overtime."

As he spoke, Colin closed his eyes.

In the Hydra base, the rapid sirens and Scott's anxious mutterings continued to ring in his ears, but Colin's consciousness continued to sink as his eyes were closed.

Finally, surrounded by countless green lights, I entered the familiar world.

…

In the real world, Colin opened his eyes.

The rapid sirens in my ears no longer sounded, and were replaced by silence on the street outside.

Turning out of bed, he picked up the white shirt next to him and put it on. When he came to the cupboard, his eyes glanced at the Superman doll on the table. It had a blue tights filled with muscles, a red cape, and a shield-shaped logo on the chest.

The big "S" mark, and the iconic red tight shorts on the crotch.

This is the final Superman doll shape decided upon by Colin and Fisher after discussion.

The one in his room is a prototype of a doll made by Fisher-Price Toy Workshop.

Next, all Superman dolls produced by the factory will use this image as a reference.

After putting on a white shirt and trousers, and taking out a formal suit from the cupboard and putting it on, Colin did not go out directly, but walked to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, there is a little beef stew and potato cubes left over from last night.

Pour the potato cubes into the stew, and add some other vegetables to it. Colin looked at the messy pot of stew, his eyes slightly red with high-temperature beams of light shooting out of his eyes. In just ten seconds,

, the stew that was still solidified began to emit white smoke and became boiling hot.

Putting away the [heat vision] in his eyes, Colin pointed it at the slice of bread for about two seconds.

Spreading butter on the slices of bread with burnt edges, Colin had a delicious meal of beef stew mixed with vegetables.

Although the [heat vision] of the real world cannot be as powerful as Superman in the comics.

But it was enough for Colin to heat up a pot of hot soup and fill his stomach.

After finishing the bread in his hand, he was almost half full. He arranged the tableware on the table and put the soup pot into the sink.

"Perhaps, I should design an ability specifically for cleaning."

Looking at the piles of tableware piled up in the kitchen sink, Colin couldn't help but have such a thought in his mind.

He put on his hat and tidied up his appearance.

Turn the handle and push the door open.

The cool breeze swept across Colin's body, completely forming two extremes from the biting cold wind a few months ago.

The coldest winter in New York has passed, but for people living in the Great Depression, their cold winter is far from over.

In fact, in February "Happiness" magazine estimated that there were more than 20,000 cases of street killings recorded in New York alone in 1931, and the vast majority of them were starved to death or frozen to death.

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Stepping onto the street, the street in front of me was silent, with only the dim street lights on both sides providing weak light.

He took out his pocket watch from his pocket and checked the time.

It was only about five o'clock in the morning, and there was still a little time before dawn, but the weakened version of [Super Hearing] heard the noise coming from the other end of the street.

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