Chapter 5 So, Let's Start, a New Life

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The next day, New York, Consortium B Comics. Backed by the large consortium of Wayne Enterprises, this comic company created the copyrighted comics of the same name for superheroes, and it has long become a sight of the city. The frequent big events are the best publicity for this comic company. The superheroes who have authorized this comic company to create the same name each show their own demeanor in the big events.

So far, "Gotham: Mystery of Shadows" issued under the authorization of Batman is currently the best-selling personal comic book of Consortium B at home and abroad. Although the three characters of Batman are not directly marked in the signature, the Mystery of the Shadow series is more like a prequel around the birth of Batman, and it is precisely because of this that people are more curious about the Justice League and the earth. For people, it has become a symbol.

The most powerful superhero organization in the world has always pursued justice, and Batman's status in the Justice League is no lower than that of Superman. For most people outside, they think Batman has super powers, can fly, is invisible in the dark, is powerful, and can emit ultrasonic waves, while for insiders, Batman is Bruce Wayne There are quite a few people who know this secret, and it is even more clear that this dark knight is just an ordinary person.

But it is such an ordinary person who occupies a place in the Justice League, and the right to speak is so great. The mysterious veil shrouded in Batman makes everyone want to understand why a superhero like Batman was born through the series of The Shadow of the Shadows. Using multiple perspectives to describe, paint, and create in combination with reality, under such multiple perspectives, reading the mystery of Xia Ying has become a philosophy of thinking about life.

Because most of the audience of The Mystery of Heroes are adults, they understand better that in this one-book series, under those multi-perspective descriptions, every villain in Gotham City is born for a reason, put yourself in an equal position , Let more people have a sense of resonance, and they are even more curious about how Batman was born.

If Batman's series of the same name is the reality, and it becomes the best-selling personal comics at home and abroad, then the Kamen Rider series of comics of the same name represented by Ke Wen is a fairy tale for adults, spanning the entire world. Several age groups. In terms of sales, it has the momentum to compete with Batman's comics of the same name. Cool armor transformations, well-designed lines, and a secondary creation in a virtual city combined with real events. Originally, during the release of the comics, Many people are not optimistic about this comic of the same name.

Because of the transformation or something, the picture is too shameful to think about it, plus the design of the knight armor, half black and half green? What rubbish aesthetics! This is something only kids would watch! So, at the beginning, Ke Wen's Kamen Rider series was in a tepid stage, relying on the performance in the previous major events, and using popularity to maintain sales. After all, children still like these transformations very much. things.

In addition, according to the development of some toy peripherals in the comics, you can still see the income there, and all this has changed since the event of the darkest night. In that big event, Wang Mo Shi Wang and Men Yashi joined forces, with the help of the knight comics published by Ke Wen relying on Consortium B, and using this as a traction, they summoned those knights belonging to the knight universe to help Ke Wen Expel those Black Lantern Corps that descended on the earth.

Those figures who couldn't see their faces clearly, the words that were directly printed in people's minds, and that transformation were undoubtedly light to those people who were in the dark at that time. Then many people discovered that, in the comics, the appearance that looks like a bully to their own aesthetics, as well as the transformation, are not so ugly. At first glance, they are not so handsome.

Transverse aesthetic twist,(?).

Also after this big event,

The capital of those entertainment empires re-examined this comic company that was backed by Wayne Enterprises and licensed superhero copyrights, and they also understood the potential contained in this company. In this era where capital is the mainstay and traffic is king, these superheroes who save the world and live in the crowd are golden signs walking one by one, and Consortium B has mastered the golden signboards among the golden signboards.

Supergirl, Batman, The Flash, well, whether these are made into movies, TV series, or animated movies, they are a lot of income. Those who like superheroes alone are enough to make them earn a lot of money up. But their income is not enough in front of Ke Wen, the Kamen Rider. A big event that swept the world made everyone know the existence of Kamen Rider. Armor, and props for switching transformations one by one.

These peripherals are all money. Compared with the development of Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman and other dolls, it is obvious that Kamen Rider can develop products with greater value and more profits. All of this has also made Ke Wen, the consortium B comic company, a complete favorite, especially after cooperating with several major entertainment giants and setting the development direction for the next ten years, the consortium B company has completely taken off.

The New Yorker never thought that a comic book company would reach this level through various chances and coincidences, and reach cooperation with these giants without being divided by several entertainment giants. In this capital monopoly country, it is really Too rare. At this time, in the office of the consortium B comic company, the old man who was the editor-in-chief was also drawing his own sketches there. At the age of 60, he did not show any signs of aging.

On the drawing board, I carefully drew the various pictures conceived in my mind. Among the New York buildings that were just lit up, a red and blue figure was wandering among the buildings. On the road below, there was a man riding a motorcycle. An insect monster with red reinforced muscles, crimson compound eyes, and a pair of golden tentacles. Up and down, chasing the vehicle in front.

Halfway through the painting, the old man also suddenly said: "It's really rare to see you come here. You really have a big heart for your company."

"I can't help it. I'm just responsible for paying the money. If I really want to learn management, I still have a long way to go. Before that, it's best for you to manage. But then again, Spider-Man is in charge I, it’s still from you, tsk tsk, this is going to be auctioned, and a lot of people are rushing to collect it.”

Behind the old man, Ke Wen's figure appeared so silently, and then praised the old man's paintings there. He has not forgotten that the old man in front of him is, in a sense, a multi-universe projection of the Marvel Universe next door, and the predecessor of Consortium B Comic Company is a comic company based in DC Universe. ah.

"That's a good compliment. It seems that the previous incident didn't affect you very much." After he stopped writing, the old man took the coffee handed over by the text, and commented on Ke Wen, who was a little lazy behind him.

"Well, it was a little uncomfortable to have my memory erased at first, but I still recognize my identity as a Kamen Rider, so it doesn't matter. If you can say that, you must have not been affected at the time."

"How to say it is also a projection. Although the combat power is negligible, as a projection of the universe, it still has a special function. It's just like I said, I am just a projection of the universe, recording what I see It's the only thing I can do, and I can't help you with the rest, you can only carry it yourself."

Ke Wen didn't care about the old man's explanation. It was originally a game between himself and Dr. Manhattan, and it was up to him to win or lose. It doesn't matter if anyone comes to help. What's more, the old man in front of me is not OAA, and he couldn't help much in the past. Even Woz provided a prop to Dick and the others, and the rest still depends on Dick. They finished, if Dick and the others couldn't remember, no matter how good the dial was, there was no possibility of winning at that time.

Ke Wen has never been a guy who tangles with others in this regard, and he came to find the old man this time, and it was not to discuss these things with him.

"Okay, I won't talk about these past words, old man, how is the company's operation status recently, can we start the next step?"

Lying down on the sofa in a comfortable position, Ke Wen was also concerned about the status of the company that he claimed to be the boss of. He also remembered the terms of cooperation he signed with those entertainment giants before Dr. Manhattan engaged himself.

"Thanks to you, after being active during this period of time, after the wrong memory has been corrected, their enthusiasm for the film and television production of these superhero IPs under our banner is quite high. It's just that you were busy at that time, and I didn't go Contacting you, the one who can make the decision is to temporarily hand over the animation production of The Flash to Disney. They are better at this aspect. The other ones have not been finalized. By the way, there is also the one you care about most, Mask Do you have any ideas about the real-life version of Knight TV?"

Regarding Ke Wen's inquiry, the old man was also there talking about the operation of consortium B during this period. As long as the world does not end, life must go on normally, and you should move all the bricks. So during this period of time, the operation of Consortium B has also entered a period of steady growth following several major events of Ke Wen and the linkage with the Justice League. When the old man talked about the real-life Kamen Rider TV, Ke Wen, who was lying there, also sat up all of a sudden, and said with bright eyes.

"About this, I have a bold idea~"

Just when Ke Wen started to have time to follow up the Kamen Rider film and television project he wanted, Clark Kent, who chose to give up his identity as a superman, also returned to his own life. On a sunny morning, Clark woke up from the bed, but what woke him up was not the sound captured by the super-hearing, but the alarm clock at home. When he turned around, the alarm clock that woke him up was on Clark's doorstep. It became a pile of parts under the strength of his hand.

"Honey?" Lying next to Clark was his wife, Louise Lane. The hot mom rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked because of the commotion caused by her husband early in the morning.

"It's okay, I'm just a little uncomfortable with this feeling, I thought I could control it. Go on to sleep, I'll go out for a walk after I make breakfast."

Regarding his wife's inquiry, Clark also looked at the bracelet he was wearing on his wrist, and said something to his wife before getting out of bed to prepare breakfast.

"Well~ I'll sleep more, kryptonite didn't weaken your physical strength, I was exhausted, remember to send little Jonathan to Gotham, today is the day he and Helena go to school together."

Turning over and telling her husband, Louise continued to wander in the dreamland. And Clark also glanced at his wife with a doting smile, helped her cover the quilt, and then began to wash. In the bathroom, Clark looked at himself in the mirror, both familiar and unfamiliar. This was the first day he gave up his superman status and became Clark Kent. Just the first day made him feel uncomfortable in many places.

Through the mirror, Clark looked at himself at this time. Batman prepared enough kryptonite medicine for himself for a year to inhibit the activity of the cells in his body to absorb yellow sunlight. And when Superman started taking this drug, his eyes also had green parts in the pupils. This is the situation where the kryptonite drug circulates in his body, which means that he is just a person living in a low-gravity level. Kryptonians from their home planet, not gods on earth under the light of a yellow sun.

The fully weakened cells make themselves no longer like before, and need to be specially customized to deal with some trivial matters in life. Like now, he no longer needs to trim his beard with a custom-made kryptonite razor. And my back, um, the nail scratches left by my wife are still there.

"Well, it always feels weird, but it seems like it should be. Son, Jonathan, it's time to get up and start the first day of your long-distance love race~"

Rubbing his chin, he walked towards the room where his son was with a bit of excitement for no reason, and woke up the sleeping little Jonathan. In terms of controlling his own ability, the little Jonathan with the earth gene is much more comfortable than him. He can either passively open it or actively open it. There is no need to practice at all. After breakfast, he led little Jonathan to the Lex Enterprise Building. In Lex's displeased eyes and expression, Clark brought little Jonathan to Gotham through the sonic tunnel.

In the underground Batcave of Wayne Manor, Batman was also getting ready, no, now it should be Bruce Wayne holding his precious daughter, waiting for Clark there.

Then under Bruce Wayne's heavy stare and Clark's sunny smile, the two little guys also entered the school, as Damian and Raven (Raven) juniors.

"Damian," Bruce also said to his son, seeing the smiling face of little Jonathan.

"Yes, father."

"I heard from Alfred that you are very popular in school."

"Well, after all, my blood comes from you."

"Then, take good care of Helena and little Jonathan."

"my pleasure."

The two father and son showed evil and wild smiles at the same time, which made Clark, who was listening, break out in a cold sweat, but he couldn't say anything at this time. He has been completely weakened by kryptonite. Even if he has a physical fitness twenty times better than that of a human being, it seems that he is not enough to beat Batman. Then again, it seems that as a Superman, I have never beaten Batman. Thinking about it this way, well, it seems that there is no difference.

For this reason, Clark could only cast a self-seeking look at his son, although little Jonathan didn't see it.

The two fathers just stood at the school gate, watched their children enter the campus, and then froze there until Clark broke the deadlock himself.

"Let's find a place to have a drink, the two of us."

"Can."

Turning around, Bruce was about to motion for Clark to get in the car, but Clark looked at the big red Rolls-Royce and was silent for a while before saying, "Can we change to a more low-key way of travel?" Listening to the side, the yellow taxi was about to pick up passengers.

Gotham Harbor, Iceberg Gambling Ship, Clark and Bruce just sat on the deck watching the scenery of Gotham, drinking a little wine. The two men, the Man of Steel and the Dark Knight, both took off their battle robes at this time, and looked at everything in this city with their true identities. The sea breeze is blowing, and the long-lost sunshine is shining on Gotham, a perennially cloudy city building. The light reflected through the glass has covered the city with a coat.

"Phew, after the sunshine, Gotham has really become different. The law and order has improved a lot. Even without Batman, there is still that tower, your project?"

"That guy taught me a lot. It wasn't me who saved Gotham this time, but him. The citizens of Gotham should also know who saved the city and saved them. He suffered more than everyone else in this incident. Much, I owe him."

While drinking, Bruce also said there.

"It seems that we all got something from him." While drinking, Clark also looked at Bruce, "So, what do you plan now? I chose to let go of another identity and prepare for a new start. How about you? How long do you plan to wear this battle uniform?"

"I know what you're worried about, Clark, I really want to take off my battle uniform. After seeing the hope of Gotham's rebirth, I have this idea. It's just not yet, not now."

"Because of what?"

Looking at Bruce, Clark also asked, as a friend, he wants to free Bruce Wayne from the curse of Batman more than anyone else. For this city, as Batman, he paid too much. If Damian, Helena and Dick were not by Bruce's side, he was really afraid that his friend would fall, a completely dark Batman, The destructive power that can be displayed is stronger than him. This is the result of deducing it with his super brain when he was Superman.

"...Remember when you used Hal's ring to help me strengthen my willpower and let me get off the Mobius chair?"

After a moment of silence, Bruce also asked Clark a question.

"I remember, what does that have to do with me asking you this question?"

"As I unshackle the Möbius chair, I ask it one last question."

"···clown?"

Seeing Bruce's sudden silent expression, Clark, who knew him very well, was silent for a while, and then expressed his guess. Bruce, who didn't give an affirmative answer, also let Clark know that his guess was right.

"What does this have to do with the clown, isn't he dead?"

"Yes, the Mobius chair also answered me in the same way, but its answer is different from yours."

"What?"

"The answer it gave me was that there were three clowns and one died..."

Bruce's answer made Clark frown, because he understood what kind of opponent the clown was to his friend. What he upholds is a kind of philosophy, but Bruce is not. Facing such a guy, pure force means cannot solve any problems. Killing a clown, the clown can use the same method to create another clown, and the other is the same as himself The crazy clown, even himself, almost lost control because of what the clown did to his wife and children.

He swears, that was the first time he was really angry enough to kill a person, angry for no reason.

"Let's skip this topic. I've been looking for clues about the Joker for a while, and I can't find any. But how do you feel, a day as Clark Kent."

Just when Clark was worried about his friend, Bruce also asked himself, concerned about his life as an ordinary person after fully weakening the activity of the cells in his body against yellow sunlight. After being dazed for a while, Clark also turned his head to look at the port. The sea breeze blew up his curly hair, and Clark also smiled.

"Honestly, I was quite uncomfortable in the morning. I don't need to cut my hair with heat vision, I don't need to shave my beard with a kryptonite razor, and those voices that have been echoing in my ears will no longer appear. I was walking on the street, and realized whether Superman exists or not, everyone in the city lives the same life. It was like this before I came, and it is still like this after I didn’t come. If I really want to say something different, just To be able to say that I made their lives better, I shortened the process and, at the same time, erased their efforts."

"Yes, the existence of Superman simplifies many things, but the easier it is to obtain, the less people know how to cherish it. So, do you have any thoughts now?"

After finishing the wine in the glass, Clark also looked at Bruce's eyes looking at him. After a long time, he said, "Is there a seat on the vacuum bullet train to the Capital District?"

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

Two old men, on the gambling boat, let out a laughter that only I understand~