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Chapter 207 I am the real hero! None of you!

New New York City·Times Center Square

The central square where Link's stalwart sculpture stands seems a bit lively at the moment.

Crowds gathered here, various banners and long boards with slogans were raised high.

“We need the [Superhero Registration Act]!”

"Superheroes need to be supervised. They should not become privileged holders above the law!"

"No to illegal superheroes!"

"I didn't let him save me! Why should he ignore my feelings!"

"Criminals' lives matter!"

"We want to see Superman!"

"Even Superman should abide by it!"

What's more, some have posted even more outrageous slogans:

"We don't need superheroes!"

The bustling crowd obviously did not gather here because of simple personal wishes.

These stupid people only need simple guidance and manipulation, and they have become one of the most convenient weapons for the masterminds behind the scenes.

At least it is a very useful knife when faced with superheroes who are unable to kill these defenseless mobs and are limited by their inner ideals of justice.

What about superheroes with massive powers?

You will still be bound by so-called morals and values.

Link was already hanging high in the clouds, his eyes coldly scanning below, muttering to himself,

"Finally can't help but want to test my bottom line?"

"I really thought I was a traditional superhero. What era are I in?"

"Still you think I won't do it?"

"Then let them take a good look."

The next moment, Link's figure in the cloud suddenly disappeared.

The whole person turned into a red meteor falling from the sky,

"boom--"

After squatting down with his knees bent, Link slowly stood up after landing in a standard superhero style.

The earth-shattering sound caused the originally bustling scene to fall into a brief silence. Some people even subconsciously dispersed and stepped back, not daring to get close.

But after a moment of silence, this ragtag group gathered together again and plucked up their courage.

Or perhaps the large number of people around them gave them enough confidence to face beings far more powerful than them.

People always have a more prominent advantage when attacking beings who are far better than themselves.

Just like a tiger being bullied by a dog, both humans and dogs want to kick him to show his strength.

Link, with his iconic smile on his face, looked around, his sharp and deep eyes causing everyone who came into contact with this line of sight to lower their heads, not daring to look at him.

It’s as if there’s a frightening scourge lurking in those shining purple eyes,

If you look at it one more time, it will explode.

If you get closer, you will be melted by the scorching aura carried by this sun-like man.

"What's the matter with you gathering here?"

"Superman! We need the [Superhero Registration Act] to regulate those unfettered superheroes, not to mention some freaks mixed in with them!"

"We cannot accept living in such an unsafe place!"

"That's right! Superheroes must be supervised by everyone! Their power will bring us endless threats!"

"I heard that as the mayor, Mr. Carl did not participate in the [Superhero Registration Act] immediately. Why is that!"

"We need an explanation!"

As if they had a leader, this ragtag group of people became more and more excited, like the victors who came out on top, triumphantly declaring their own vague plans and declarations.

Link frowned slightly, and a majestic momentum spread from the center to the surroundings.

The "leader" who had just taken the lead in speaking out and making rude remarks suddenly felt a strong pressure coming over him. He was sweating profusely and tried hard to keep his knees from bending downwards.

Link's tone was impatient,

"How many times have I told you!"

"Calling your job title while working!"

"I'm very sorry, Dear Mayor, we were indeed a little rude."

The crowd's voices gradually became fainter. Perhaps thinking of the terrible consequences that would occur if Link was really angry, they all restrained themselves a little.

But it may be that Link's gentle image is really deeply rooted in people's hearts and he behaves kindly.

As a result, many rabble-rousers still have a filter for Link, which also provides them with a step to step on their noses and faces.

"We hope the mayor will also join the [Superhero Registration Act]!"

"Only in this way will our city become better!"

"That's right!"

"That's right!"

The voices became louder and louder, as if they were coerced by some kind of will, forcing Link to make a choice.

"Let's cheer for the mayor!"

They jumped for joy, as if Link had complied with this ridiculous "people's wish\

,"Until Link's cold and tough words resounded in Times Center Square,

"NO!"

"NO!"

"NO!"

Three consecutive strong and vaguely angry voices were heard, followed by Link, whose face was already a bit ferocious.

Or maybe he is trying to maintain the most basic stiff smile, but anyone with a discerning eye can see the impatience and irritability in it.

"I don't know who gave you the courage to talk to me like that,"

"The coalition government lied to you, really,"

"Because I never make mistakes, I'm different from other superheroes,"

"I'm stronger, smarter, and better!"

"I'm not the kind of weakling who just runs around and sacrifices everything for stupid humans like you!"

"I am no longer the sanctimonious, selfish clown who only holds a shield!"

"What can I get? Who has given me what?! For that insubstantial gratitude?"

"Why the hell are you always so childish and naive, do you think I will do everything you like?!"

"I don't want to maintain this hypocritical appearance anymore, to you stupid and unaware mortals!"

"I'm tired of feeling restricted because I'm strong!"

"You should thank me!"

"You need to be saved by me, and I am the only god who can save you!"

"You are not the real superheroes, I am the real hero!"

"None of you!"

Link's face became more and more ferocious, and the crowd below became silent at this moment. They raised their heads sluggishly and looked at the figure hanging high in the sky.

"I now declare New New York to be my first territory to rule this planet,"

"And you will become my first people!"

"Thank you with the most pious attitude!"

"Welcome your gods!"

"From now on!"

"I, Kal-El, will be the god above your head!"