Chapter 207 I am the real hero! You are not!

New York City Times Center Plaza
The central square, where the majestic sculpture of Link stands, seems a bit lively at the moment.
Crowds gathered here, with various banners and long boards with slogans painted on them held high.

"We need a [Superhero Registration Act]!"

"Superheroes need to be regulated. They shouldn't be privileged people who are above the law!"

"No to illegal superheroes!"

"I didn't ask him to save me! Why does he disregard my feelings?"

"The lives of criminals are lives too!"

"We want to see Superman!"

"Even if you are a superman, you should obey!"

Some even posted even more outrageous slogans:
"We don't need superheroes!"

The bustling crowds obviously did not gather here simply out of personal desire.
These foolish people only need simple guidance and manipulation to become one of the most convenient weapons for the masterminds behind the scenes.

At least when facing a superhero who is unable to kill these unarmed mobs and is restricted by his inner concept of justice, it is a very useful knife.

What about superheroes with immense powers?

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

Link was already hanging high in the clouds, his cold eyes swept across the area below, muttering to himself,
"Can't you finally resist and test my bottom line?"

"You really think I'm a traditional superhero? What era is this?"

"You still think I won't do it?"

"Then let them have a good look."

The next moment, Link's figure in the clouds suddenly disappeared.
The whole person turned into a red meteor and fell from the sky.

"boom--"

Link bent his knees and squatted, landing in a standard superhero style and slowly stood up.

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 approach.

But after a moment of silence, this mob gathered together again, plucked up their courage,

Or maybe it was the large number of people around them that gave them enough confidence to face beings that were far more powerful than themselves.

People always have a more prominent advantage when attacking beings that are far better than themselves.
It's like a tiger in dire straits being bullied by a dog. Both humans and dogs would want to kick the tiger to show how powerful they are.

Link, with his signature smile on his face, looked around. His sharp and deep eyes made everyone who came into contact with his gaze lower their heads, not daring to look him in the face.

It was as if there was a terrifying beast lurking in those eyes that flashed with purple.
If you look at it for a second, it will explode.

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

"What's the matter with you all gathered here?"

"Superman! We need the Superhero Registration Act to regulate those unrestrained superheroes, not to mention that they are mixed with some freaks!"

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

"We need an explanation!"

As if they had a leader, this mob became more and more excited, like winners, proudly announcing their vague plans and declarations.

Link frowned slightly, and a majestic aura spread out from him to the surrounding areas.

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

Link's tone was impatient.
"I've told you so many times!" "Call us by our job title when we're working!"

"I'm very sorry, Your Excellency the Mayor. We were indeed a little rude."

The crowd's voices gradually faded. Perhaps because they thought of the terrible consequences that would occur if they really angered Link, they all restrained themselves.

But it may also be that Link's gentle image is deeply rooted in people's hearts, and he appears kind.
This caused many of the mob to still have a filter for Link, and provided them with a ladder to get ahead.

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

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

"That's right!"

"That's right!"

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

"Let's cheer for the mayor!"

They jumped for joy, as if Link had obeyed this ridiculous "people's wish".
Until Link's cold and tough words echoed in the Times Center Square,
"NO!"

"NO!"

"NO!"

There were three consecutive strong voices with a hint of anger, followed by Link, whose face was already somewhat ferocious.

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

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

"The coalition government lied to you, really,"

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

"I am stronger, smarter, and better!"

"I'm not the kind of weakling who only knows how to run around and sacrifice everything for you stupid humans!"

"I am no longer the sanctimonious, selfish clown who only knows how to hold a shield!"

"What can I get? Who gave me anything?! For that illusory gratitude?"

"Why are you guys always so childish and naive, thinking that I will do everything according to your preferences?!"

"I don't want to maintain this hypocritical appearance any longer to you stupid and ignorant mortals!"

"I'm tired of being restricted in every way just because I'm powerful!"

“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 are!"

Link's face became more and more ferocious, and the crowd below became silent at this moment. They raised their heads dully and looked at the figure hanging high in the sky.
"I now declare New New York the first territory I will rule over this planet,"

"And you will become my first people!"

“Give thanks with the most pious attitude!”

"Welcome your gods!"

"From now on!"

"I, Kal-El, will become the god above your heads!"

(End of this chapter)