Chapter 366 Bant: Actually, I have been an Atlantean for a long time.
Clark felt that what Bant said made sense.
A family cannot have only a loving mother, it also needs a strict father.
Simply showing your gentle side will not lead humanity in a better direction.
As for some moral dilemmas, Clark also has some concerns. His super hearing allows him to see everything that is happening around the world.
At every moment, thousands of bad things are happening and countless people are being hurt. He can hear all of this at the same time, but he can't save everyone at the same time.
"I don't know if I don't have the right to choose who can survive and who will be abandoned..."
"Of course you have the right," Bant told him.
"Because without you, they would all die, and you are the one who saved them."
"Those who think you have no right to decide who lives should pray that you have no right to decide who dies."
To Bant, Clark's distress was inexplicable.
I will save whoever I want.
Anyone who has any objections, please think about whether you can withstand my feverish eyesight first.
Of course, Bant actually understood that Clark's concern was not moral condemnation, but that he felt powerless due to his own inability. He hoped that he could save everyone and that everyone would not be hurt.
Therefore, Clark felt guilty about those he could not save.
After all, he is not the same kind of person as Bant, but more like Peter.
It is precisely because of his kindness that Spider-Man is always pointed at with guns. Every villain likes to create a moral dilemma to make them feel torn. On one side are their cherished relatives, and on the other side are the brighter and more innocent ordinary people.
As a superhero, how do you choose?
If this were a comic, then both would have to be chosen after some struggle, but reality is more cruel.
Peter was lucky because he had Bant to take care of everything for him, but the same might not be true for Clark.
"If it were mine, I would prioritize saving the people I care about," Bant told him.
This has never been a choice for Bant.
He is not a bad guy, but he is not a completely selfless good guy either. He founded the Tiangong Association and has been upholding justice to a limited extent throughout the universe. He has done enough. Why should he fall into the curse of death like a superhero?
Clark nodded. He was a god among men, but he was also in the human world.
Seeing his heavy face, Bant shrugged and said, "I'll teach you a way, that is, don't let this happen."
"what?"
"If you feel that there are too many disasters in the world that you cannot save alone, then gather people together, form a superhero team, and let more people work with you. If you are worried that your family and friends will be threatened, then protect your identity and eliminate all evil."
"It is foolish to be kind to your enemies."
"Form a superhero team?" Clark's eyes lit up slightly.
He was very interested in the proposal.
He thought that if those superhumans really existed, they would be afraid of their own power, just like he was in the past, constantly hiding themselves in the crowd, feeling confused and lonely.
"If we really want to form a superhero team, what would be a better name?" Clark asked excitedly.
"In my world, the organization I founded is called the Heavenly Association. Yours can be called the Justice League or something..." Bant's eyelids first opened and closed up and down, then switched to opening and closing left and right. He looked like he was daydreaming, and it was obvious that he was no longer so concerned about Clark's problem.
Anyway, it’s a matter of this universe, and Bant doesn’t plan to stay in this world permanently.
With Superman around, things can’t get any worse.
If it really doesn't work, just reboot it. DC's tradition of rebooting the world is a must-try.
"Then let's call this Tiangong." Clark said after thinking for a while.
The Justice League seemed to sound good, but boasting about justice made him feel a little sensational. Besides, Bant had helped him so much. In Clark's view, he was completely his guide, no, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was his benefactor!
Clark thought back to everything that had happened in these few short days, and thought that if it weren't for Bant's help, Zod might have hit Earth before he could react.
It is unclear what will happen to him since he has not yet mastered his power by then.
Even if he could win, he would probably have to kill his tribesmen with his own hands.
It is because of Bant that Zod and others have a chance to survive, and even Krypton has hope of rebuilding.
Bant’s kindness is not over yet!
Ok?
Bant frowned and froze.
No, buddy?
If your name is Tiangong, then what about the Justice League?
No more?
He really didn't expect that the Justice League would be destroyed by him before it even appeared.
But it's not a big problem. The name is just a code name. Whether it's the Justice League or the Avengers, they are still the same group of people, and what they do are mostly similar.
but……
"Since you plan to call the Heavenly Union, I have to emphasize the rules of the Heavenly Union to you." Bant stared at him with an expressionless face, as if he was looking at a piece of corpse.
After all, Tiangong Society is the name that Bant inherited from Ben 10, and he doesn't want to damage the reputation of Tiangong Society because of himself.
Bant talked about some basic rules and regulations, but to Clark, these were just the most basic and he didn't think there was any problem.
Bant also knew that Clark was a saint-like figure, and these rules were not meant to be told to him, but to take this opportunity to pass down the rules and regulations and warn other members who might join in the future.
After all, Batman and Iron Man are different.
These two guys with Rich super powers have very different personalities. There are 800 minds in the Justice League, Bruce Wayne alone has at least 1594 of them, Superman, that silly kid, owes 800 of them, and the rest of them have one each.
Then, Bant told him about the hierarchy within the Tiangong Association.
So Clark became the first sheriff of the DC universe.
Thinking of this, Clark's thoughts flew back.
He had already seen large fields of corn in the distance, and the corn vines had grown taller than he was.
Martha was still busy with chores in the house, but the dog at home had already sensed that its owner had returned, and rushed out with its tail swishing like a propeller.
Martha looked up in surprise, and looked in the direction where the dog had rushed out. She saw this figure that surprised her. The wrinkles on the thin woman's brows were all stretched out, and she shouted from afar: "Clark, look at you!"
"My child, you are finally home."
……
"My child, you are home."
In the depths of the seven seas, in the kingdom of philosophers and poets, in the country of fishermen, the king in golden armor looked lovingly at a gray figure not far away.
It's Big Steel Teeth.
Bant's eyes widened, the light bulb above his head flickered, and he showed a look of surprise, but then, his huge mouth immediately opened to the back of his head with a smile.
"Yes, I am indeed a spiritual fisherman."
(End of this chapter)