My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

"How is he?"

Eric asked the guards at Arkham Prison.

The transparent glass curtain wall of the prison can see the scene inside. In the room full of sunlight, Chaoba is lying motionless on the ground.

Four weeks into the thwarted criminal syndicate invasion, things are back on track.

The government's disaster relief work has basically been completed, and everything is gradually returning to normal.

Eric, who was in the center of the storm, managed to deal with the representative of Water Company before rushing to Arkham in time.

After experiencing the rebellion of the motherland and the surrender of most of its superheroes to the criminal syndicate, Water Company has completely gone into decline and trough.

Due to Eric's advance layout and winning a lot of the company's stocks, Chenxi Company and Jizhong Church are now on the board of Water Company's board of directors, becoming the third major force different from the conservatives and reformers. And began to gradually grasp the company's right to speak.

Now Water Company is being investigated by the Union Government for reorganization and rectification, but Centipede is dead but not stiff, and Water Company has deep connections with many politicians, so it will not go bankrupt all at once.

Eric entered the game on behalf of Norton's forces, and it was also a boost to Water Company, so he didn't encounter too many difficulties.

In short, Walt's previous monopoly on superhero business is gone forever, and its huge influence on American society is gradually fading.

And Eric's role in it is the gravedigger of this giant.

"Very bad, sir, he's been crying."

The guard looked at Chaoba in the cell and replied to Eric.

"Well, keep a close watch on him. If he has anything to say, report it immediately."

Eric took one last look at Chaoba curled up on the ground, shook his head, and walked out of the guard room.

"Yes, sir!"

The guard replied respectfully.

After leaving Chaoba's cell, Eric walked to another room.

Here is the death storm.

Death Storm, whose ability has been suppressed and partly eliminated, is sitting on a chair, looking out in a daze.

The flames on his head had disappeared, and the slightly frightening skull stood on his shoulders, losing his usual arrogance and arrogance.

"What is that red crack in the sky?"

Eric asked Death Storm.

"What destroyed your world? Tell me, Deathstorm."

Hearing Eric's question, the death storm like a log moved, and he turned his head to the direction of Eric's voice.

"Hehehe..."

Death Storm didn't answer, but laughed instead.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Did you hear it?"

Death Storm hoarsely asked Eric.

"Did you hear that? Death's approaching footsteps, the death knell is ringing, those powerful and invincible forces of fear and destruction are gradually approaching. No one can escape, even you, will die completely in the dust , to be part of this perishing hell."

Deathstorm's voice is like cutting with a metal sharp instrument, and he speaks words that make everyone around him shudder.

Eric frowned, and he looked at the death storm that was laughing strangely, and continued to ask, "Who?"

"Listen for yourself. You are doomed to fail, and utterly and utterly!"

After saying this, Death Storm shut his mouth and remained silent.

"do you know?"

Eric looked at the death storm in the room, "For you criminal syndicates, there has always been only one path to success, just like 'success is the definition of life', this is your creed. But I am different from you people, I I often fail, but it is failure that makes me stronger and stronger.

We can only succeed if we have experienced failure. Grow, learn, and draw strength from it. "

"This is something you crime syndicates will never understand."

Eric walked out of the cell, "I'm never afraid of failure!"

It was raining lightly outside, and just as Eric walked out of the Arkham Asylum, bodyguard James stepped forward to hold up an umbrella for him.

It was overcast, with dark clouds covering the entire sky. Even at noon time, the sky became drowsy.

Taking a breath of the grass fragrance mixed with soil, Eric walked towards the car.

"What's the plan for this afternoon?"

Ask Kate Fox, who is acting as his secretary temporarily.

Her own manager, who works as a secretary today, wears an olive jacket that zips up to the neck, with a pair of jeans and lace-up boots.

The blond hair is slightly curled, and the skin is white and smooth, and it seems to be more beautiful than when I first met her.

"I left a lot of business to accompany you, boss, are you sure you want to use me as a secretary?"

Kate's blue eyes showed a narrow look.

"Huh? Isn't it the recent business integration of the company, the company hired a lot of managers, so your workload is greatly reduced?"

Eric did not hesitate to expose her.

"Ah......"

Kate showed a disdainful smile, "Man!"

Eric: "?"

He was a little sad that his cute and innocent beautiful manager was gone.

"How is Grayson Shaw?"

Eric suddenly thought of his friend he hadn't seen for a long time, the "2D" guy who had an adventure with him on the plane.

"He's fine. He just came back from Italy. Not long ago, he met a woman in Italy. He was crazy about it, and he's hanging out with her now...Maybe tomorrow he will take all his assets Leave it to that woman."

When Kate mentioned Grayson, she showed disdainful eyes.

"Um."

Eric nodded, indicating that he understood.

It's not easy for him to express his opinions on such things, especially in front of a beautiful woman, it is easy to be caught.

"By the way, tell me how you beat those bastards from the Crime Syndicate?"

Kate's eyes were shining, and she used the gossip spirit of women to seek answers from Eric.

She and Grayson, the two people who knew Eric early on, knew his identity as Batman.

"Aren't there reports on the streets outside? Newspapers, TV, and all kinds of rumors."

In fact, since Eric defeated Superman and was broadcast live on TV, Batman has completely become the spokesperson of superheroes.

Newspapers and TV broadcast Batman in turn, various talk shows and revealing programs began to be broadcast one after another, and countless experts and scholars began to analyze and discuss everything about Batman.

A vigorous Batman cultural worship movement has been launched across the United States.

On the way to Arkham, Eric saw several people dressed as Batman flying between the buildings.

Who knows where the psychopaths are flying around upstairs in broad daylight.

"I don't believe that, I want to hear the story of the great Batman myself!"

Two people sit in the back seat, and the front and rear are completely soundproofed, so Kate is not afraid of being heard by others.

She leaned her body on Eric's shoulder and spoke softly, which made Eric shiver.