Superhuman

The moment Wizet heard the sound, he immediately reached into his pocket and grabbed his wand, while simultaneously stepping aside to shield Luna.

After listening to what the bespectacled man said, Wizet finally spared a glance at the contents of the picture.

The background of the picture is a burning building. A Swedish Short-Snout appears in front of the building, spewing a dazzling blue pillar of fire from its nostrils towards a person not far away who is surrounded by a little Black Mist.

"Hmm?" Luna asked immediately.

The blue pillar of fire was bright enough that Wizet could see the person's face clearly, and it was none other than himself.

Seeing the wary look on Wizet's face, the bespectacled man quickly explained, "My name is Olga Goizueta... I mean absolutely no harm!"

The man was wearing a raincoat, with a slight bulge on one side of his waist, making it look like he was carrying a bag.

"I know you! You're the one who saved New York!" He glanced to the side, then walked into a small alley and waved to Wizet and Luna.

Luna smiled slightly, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Let's hear what he has to say!"

"Hmm." Wizet nodded, still gripping his wand tightly, and walked into the alley with Luna.

"You're Superhuman, aren't you!" Olga Goizueta got straight to the point, holding up the picture again.

"The agents are trying to erase all traces of these photos! But these things are all online, how can they be completely erased? Someone will always find out the truth."

"Superhuman..." Luna couldn't help but chuckle, turning her head slightly to look at the corner of the wall.

"Agents..." Wizet murmured, "You mean Federal Bureau of Investigation agents? Even with them involved, can't the traces on the internet be erased?"

"Absolutely! The internet is the greatest invention in the world!" Olga Goizueta said. "It allows us to know and preserve all secrets!"

"We have a ' Data Sanctuary ' on an island in the Atlantic Ocean. In the past few days, a lot of video footage about you has surfaced, and I've seen it all!"

Wizet listened patiently to Olga Goizueta's words, considered them carefully, and then replied, "So... you recognized me as a Superhuman?"

"That's right!" Olga Goizueta nodded repeatedly. "You should have a group of people. This is your war against the Federal Bureau of Investigation, right?"

Before Wizet could reply, he continued, "This is a secret war that we don't want to make public, which is why it keeps raining in New York."

"This rain has caused amnesia among New York residents... We speculate that there is a hidden condition for amnesia... one must be a survivor of this disaster and understand how tragic it was!"

Wizet and Luna exchanged a glance, both reading surprise in each other's eyes.

"You're speculating?" Wizet frowned slightly. "It seems quite a few people can access the ' Data Sanctuary '..."

"It seems our prediction was correct!" Olga Goizueta said smugly. "If you don't truly believe it's a disaster, you won't be affected by this rain!"

He looked at Wizet and pressed, "So whose handiwork was this rain? Was it you... or those Federal Bureau of Investigation agents?"

Before Wizet could speak, he continued, "It's definitely the Federal Bureau of Investigation's doing! They're planning to arrest you and take you in for analysis, which is why they arranged this rain!"

Watching Olga Goizueta's increasingly fanatical expression, Wizet pursed her lips and pondered for a moment before finally uttering a light, casual remark, "You know too much. Let's go!"

Olga Goizueta's expression changed, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she asked warily, "Have those people caught up with us? Can you sense them with your superpowers?"

"Let's go!" Wizet urged again, leading Luna away from the alley.

"I'll go out and check for you!" Olga Goizueta quickened her pace, ran ahead of the two, and rushed out of the alley first.

"What a kind gentleman," Luna chuckled. "And he's a very good storyteller."

"So enthusiastic that he doesn't even need Obliviation Charm ..." Wizet's brow relaxed. "Telling stories... Stories of Superhuman are indeed quite good."

Luna asked, "Do you consider him one of your... admirers? Like Professor Lockhart's former admirers?"

"We still have to go back to England, and he'll forget about us then." Wizet shook his head. "Let's go! The press conference is about to start!"

Olga Goizueta finally breathed a sigh of relief when she returned to the hotel. She turned on the TV, then pulled off her raincoat and collapsed onto the large bed behind her.

The television was broadcasting news about the World Trade Center:

[It has been reported that a violent explosion occurred in the underground parking garage of the World Trade Center in New York, causing thick smoke to fill both inside and outside the building...]

Following the explosion, nearby buildings felt noticeable tremors, and the New York City Police, Fire Department, and emergency medical services immediately responded to the scene...

New York City Mayor David Dinkins held an emergency press conference, announcing that the explosion had resulted in multiple casualties and stating that all departments were fully engaged in rescue operations...

Police say initial suspicions suggest a deliberate explosion... Emergency rescue operations are ongoing, and firefighters and police are conducting a thorough search of the World Trade Center to ensure no other explosive devices are found...

The New York Times analyzes the nature of the bombing, identifies possible perpetrators and motives, suggesting it may be a terrorist attack, and calls for increased city security...

An Federal Bureau of Investigation spokesperson announced that preliminary investigations indicate the explosive device was a one-ton nitrate explosive, hidden inside a truck. The investigation is proceeding rapidly to identify the perpetrator...

The New York City Police stated that the images circulating online of a 'giant fire-breathing creature over New York ' are visual illusions caused by reflections of smoke and debris from an explosion. Citizens are advised to be discerning...

"Heh! I almost fell for your tricks! You guys have absolutely no integrity!"

Olga Goizueta sat up, looked at the announcer on TV, and gave a disdainful sneer.

He unzipped the backpack around his waist, took out a handheld camera, and pressed the play button.

Although the handheld camera footage is somewhat blurry, it is still possible to see Wizet gently waving her hand to shield herself from the splashing sewage.

Olga Goizueta came to the table, made a few simple operations on the laptop in front of her, and a rudimentary pop-up window appeared on the screen.

His hands moved quickly, typing a sentence on the pop-up window. "This time the harvest was great. Not only was the role of the heavy rain confirmed, but there were also unexpected gains!"

Within half a minute, a series of questions appeared on the pop-up window.

Who did you run into?

"Did we run into those agents?"

Olga Goizueta typed with a smile, "I've met our 'god'!"