Ben: Actually, I've Been an Atlantean All Along

Clark thought Ben made a good point.

A family cannot have only a loving mother; it also needs a strict father.

Simply showing one's gentle side will not guide humanity in a better direction.

As for some ethical dilemmas, Clark also had concerns, as his super hearing allowed him to know everything that was happening in the world.

In every single moment, thousands of bad things are happening, and countless people are being harmed. He can hear it all at once, but he can't save everyone at the same time.

"I don't know if I have the right to choose who lives and who is abandoned..."

"Of course you have the right," Ben told him.

"Because without you, they would all die; you are the one who saved them."

Those who think you have no right to choose who lives should pray that you don't have the idea of deciding who dies.

To Ben, Clark's distress was utterly inexplicable.

I'll save whomever I want.

Those who have objections should first consider whether they can withstand my Heat Vision before speaking.

Of course, Ben also understood that Clark's concern wasn't about moral condemnation, but rather a feeling of inadequacy regarding his own abilities. He wanted to save everyone and ensure that no one was harmed.

Therefore, Clark felt guilty towards those he could not save.

Ultimately, he and Ben weren't the same kind of people; he was more like Peter.

It is precisely because of his kindness that Spider-Man is always at gunpoint. Every villain likes to create a moral dilemma for them, putting them in a difficult position between their cherished family members and the many innocent ordinary people.

As Super Hero, how should you choose?

In a comic book, one would inevitably struggle with the decision and then choose both, but reality is far more brutal.

Peter was lucky; he had Ben him, but Clark might not have been so fortunate.

"If it were mine, I would prioritize saving the people I care about," Ben told him.

For Ben, this was never a choice.

He's not a bad person, but he's not entirely selfless either. He founded the Galactic Plumbers and has done enough to uphold justice across the universe. Why should he be trapped in the curse of dying like Super Hero?

Clark nodded. He was a god among men, but also a man among men.

Seeing his grave expression, Ben shrugged and said, "I'll teach you a way: prevent this from happening in the first place."

"What?"

"If you feel there are too many disasters in the world that you alone cannot save, then gather people, form a Super Hero team, and get more people to work with you. If you are worried about your family and friends being threatened, then protect your identity and eradicate evil completely."

"To be merciful to the enemy is the most foolish thing to do."

"Form Super Hero team?" Clark's eyes lit up slightly.

He was very interested in the proposal.

He thought that if those Superman really existed, they would probably be like him in the past, fearing their own power, constantly hiding themselves in the crowd, feeling lost and lonely.

"If we were really going to form a Super Hero team, what would be a good name?" Clark asked excitedly.

"In my world, the organization I founded is called the Galactic Plumbers. You could call it the Justice League or something..." Ben's eyelids first opened and closed up and down, then opened and closed left and right, looking lost in thought. Clearly, he was no longer paying much attention to Clark's question.

Anyway, this is a matter for this universe, Ben has no intention of staying in this world permanently.

With Superman around, things can't get too bad.

If all else fails, just restart.

DC's traditional reboot of the world is a must-try.

"Then let's call this the Galactic Plumbers," Clark said after thinking for a moment.

The Justice League sounded good, but all that talk about justice made him feel like it was just grandstanding. Besides, Ben had helped him so much; in Clark's eyes, he was his mentor, no, his benefactor!

Clark recalled everything that had happened in those few days and thought that if it weren't for Ben's help, he probably wouldn't have even realized that Zod had reached Earth.

It remains to be seen what will become of him when he hasn't yet mastered his power.

Even if they win, they'll probably have to kill their own people.

It was because of Ben that Zod and others had a chance to survive, and even Krypton had hope of being rebuilt.

Ben's kindness can never be repaid!

Um?

Ben frowned, stunned.

No, buddy?

If you call yourself the Galactic Plumbers, what about the Justice League?

Don't you want it anymore?

He never imagined that the Justice League would be destroyed before it even appeared.

But it's not a big problem. What it's called is just a code name. Whether it's the Justice League or the Avengers, it's still the same group of people, and what they do is mostly the same.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, all in one look!

but...

"Since you're planning to call it the Galactic Plumbers, I have to emphasize the rules of the Galactic Plumbers to you." Ben stared at him, expressionless as if he were looking at a piece of corpse.

After all, the title of The Galactic Plumbers was inherited by Ben from the Ben 10, and he didn't want to damage the reputation of The Galactic Plumbers because of himself.

Ben mentioned some basic rules and guidelines, but Clark considered them to be just the bare minimum and didn't see anything wrong with them.

Ben also knew that Clark was a saintly figure, and these rules were not meant to be told to him, but rather to be used as an opportunity to pass on the regulations and instruct other members who might join in the future.

After all, Batman and Iron Man are different.

These two Superpowers guys have very different personalities. The Justice League has a total of 800 "Mind's Eye," with Blu Wayne alone accounting for at least 1,594, Superman, that silly kid, owing 800, and the rest of the team each having one.

Next, Ben told him about the hierarchical structure within the Galactic Plumbers.

Thus, Clark became the first Security Officer in the DC Universe.

Thinking of this, Clark's thoughts drifted back.

He could already see vast cornfields in the distance, the corn stalks already taller than him.

Martha was still busy with chores in the house, but the family dog had already sensed its owner's return and rushed out like a propeller, wagging its tail.

Martha looked up in surprise, following the direction the dog had dashed off, and saw the figure that filled her with joy. The thin woman's brows furrowed, and she called out from afar, "Clark, look at you!"

"My child, you're finally home."

"My child, you're home."

Deep in the seven seas, in the land of philosophers and poets, in the Fishermen Country, a king clad in golden armor gazes lovingly at a gray figure not far away.

It was Ripjaws.

Ben stared wide-eyed, the light bulb above his head blinking, a look of astonishment on his face. But then, his enormous mouth immediately stretched into a wide grin that reached the back of his head.

"Yes, I am indeed a spiritual Fishermen Kingdom."