The Father of American Comics Superheroes

In the end, the taste that emerged made him all feel unbearable.

But food can’t be wasted. It is too painful for him to eat alone, so he can only carry the suffering together.

Although everyone is brothers!!

Yes, brothers!

Clark thought of this, and instantly felt at peace.

After a difficult dinner, Clark cleaned up the dishes. Charles and Eric were grateful for their luck to have lived today. They turned on the TV and changed the TV program indiscriminately.

“Huh? Launch a rocket!”

Eric’s eyes lit up and he hurriedly greeted Charles to watch it with him.

Charles ate a milk candy, by the way, gave Eric also one stuffed to relieve the sour taste in the mouth.

Charles watched the introduction on TV, and after hearing that the rocket was more than 40 meters long, he looked surprised and asked Eric, “Can you control such a big rocket?”

Eric shook his hand and shook his head, “No, it’s too big, I feel like I’m still a little worse.”

“A little worse? What’s worse?”

Clark walked out, sat down next to Charles and said, “Give me a candy.”

“No more left!”

Charles shook his head.

Clark swept his gaze, controlling his vision through Charles’ clothes, and after seeing the candy in his pocket, he casually pulled it out, waved it in front of Charles’ eyes, tore open the package and threw it into his mouth.

Charles: ? _?

Nothing can be hidden from each other’s eyes.

Charles turned his head to look at Clark and said, “Can you lift that rocket?”

“I don’t know, I never tried.”

Clark shook his head, but he thought it was possible……

“The rocket is about to launch in two minutes.”

Eric exclaimed.

Just then, the screen switched and an unfamiliar figure, suddenly appeared on the TV screen.

The man was standing in the command centre, looking at the camera with a smile, and behind him was the battlefield that had settled and looked messy.

“Who is he, the man who launched the rocket?”

Charles asked curiously.

Clark frowned and said, “Doesn’t look like it.”

At this moment, the man opened his mouth and said: “I am the Black Emperor, Sebastian Shaw, the man who will start a new world, please remember this name, whether it is you who survive to complete the metamorphosis and become mutants in a moment, or them who will be destroyed along with the old world.”

Speaking of this, the Black Emperor’s face was unconsciously tinged with a touch of fervour, pointing to the rocket waiting to be ignited, saying, “When it rises high into the sky, the light of God will spread throughout the world, and the choice of God will begin.”

And he, in turn, would become God.

“Live or die, pray!”

Listening to the Black Emperor’s words that sounded like a cult marketing, some people looked sarcastic, some looked confused, but more were afraid.

In the president’s office in the White House……

“Damn it, stop the launch now!”

The president shouted in exasperation.

His originally smiling face had become unbearably ugly at the sight of the Black Emperor.

The vice president said with a pale face, “The command centre has lost contact!”

“Then destroy it!”

“We can’t do it.” The vice president said sharply, “A number of our people are under control, they have taken control of the launch pad with the Black Emperor’s men, and the entire equipment in the base is controlled by a mutant, what just came is the last news.”

Hearing this, the president’s mouth dropped open and he fell into his chair in shock.

But without waiting for them to do more to react and come up with a solution, the Black Emperor began the countdown.

“Three, two, one!”

With the voice of the Black Emperor, the rocket began to ignite, spewing out bright and dazzling fire, and after breaking free from the ground, it slowly rose into the air under the gaze of a pair of eyes.