Metropolis, outside a hidden ward owned by LexCorp.
Bruno Mannheim, founder of the International Gang and Metropolis's crime lord, appeared there.
Before long, the ward door opened, and a beautiful woman with short, shoulder-length black hair stepped out.
"Miss Mercy."
Bruno Mannheim, who usually ruled the streets with an iron fist, seemed very uneasy. He watched her nervously.
Mercy Graves was Lex Luthor's personal assistant and bodyguard, as well as LexCorp's head of security.
Mercy's expression was cold. Her naturally aloof, mature beauty only made her seem more unapproachable.
"Mr. Luthor..."
Bruno wanted to ask something else.
Mercy cut him off. "Mr. Luthor is very angry. He wants you to go in."
With that, Mercy walked away, her high heels clicking sharply against the floor.
Bruno Mannheim's expression darkened as he watched her go.
That bitch. I'll have my fun with you sooner or later.
He roared inwardly, but didn't dare show it. Instead, he entered the ward with the utmost deference.
Inside, Lex Luthor's fine hair was gone. He had shaved his head.
He looked to be in excellent spirits, nothing like the dire state the rumors had described.
Leaning against the headboard, Lex Luthor didn't spare him a glance. He was watching the Metropolis news on television.
"'Superman' has become a popular name. At first, some people thought he was just a new kind of aircraft, but they later discovered he was a person!"
"We don't know whether he's an alien or some kind of god, but that's not important. He flies around the skies above Metropolis, making all of us feel safer. Crime in the city has already begun to drop significantly..."
Lex Luthor turned off the television and closed his eyes in thought.
"God?"
"Humanity doesn't need a god flying around in the sky. It makes