"Just recently, Vought International's new Superhero, 'Clone Superman,' attacked civilians attending a press conference and caused severe destruction to the block where Vought Tower stood."
"Superheroes fought them, and The Seven we know were defeated. Severe casualties have now been confirmed."
"This was the darkest day in Superhero history. This was not a natural disaster, but a man-made tragedy. Vought International bore an undeniable responsibility, yet the company's Board of Directors has collectively gone missing."
"However, viewers watching on television or computers, please do not panic. The situation has been brought under control. Two Superheroes affiliated with a company called Sky Dome Group defeated Clone Superman and killed him on the spot. They saved New York. Next, please watch our exclusive interview."
In the office, Su Ming watched the virtual screens projected by the Adjutant. More than a hundred television stations and online media outlets were all scrambling to capitalize on the attention surrounding Vought International, their chaotic voices sounding like a marketplace.
He calmly smoked as he listened to hundreds of different voices, reclining in his soft executive chair.
Even though Vought Tower, now little more than a skeleton, looked ready to collapse at any moment, those reporters had rushed in faster than the New York Fire Department, fearlessly drilling into the building one after another.
Some filmed Homelander's dead body, his eyes still wide open. Some filmed Lamplighter, charred like a lump of coal. Of course, even more focused their cameras on the two new female Superheroes, as well as the Clone Superman corpses around them.
No one cared how many people had died. People only cared about the "big picture" in a superficial sense.
Evil had been eliminated, new Heroes had stepped forward, and everyone could once again enjoy strong protection and continue living their lives.
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