Laurie's plan was definitely going to fall through. Though the sense of urgency made her want to take things a step further, Little Superman's schedule tonight did not include going home.
France had more than just Paris, and Paris was not the only place in trouble. After giving interviews and posing for enough photos and videos, he headed for Porto as his next stop.
The reason was to save the wine that might be threatened by the fire—something he could handle with a single breath. During the post-rescue interview, he said that the grapes represented the farmers' entire annual harvest. If he did not save them, many people might have a very difficult year.
Whether out of humanitarian concern or practical considerations, since he had come to France, he had to lend a hand.
After leaving Porto, he flew nonstop to Marseille, where he saved a harbor and several thousand sailboats that had nearly been destroyed by a tsunami.
Then came interviews with local reporters. Although he knew perfectly well that the boats in the harbor were all yachts belonging to the wealthy, Little Superman still followed the lines prompted in his mind and insisted they were fishing boats that fishermen depended on for their livelihoods.
So he went through the same excuse again: how many people and families depended on those fishing boats to make a living, how terrible it would be if something happened to them, and so on.
Then it was business as usual—photos, videos, group shots, autographs—before he shot into the sky under everyone's watchful eyes and headed for the next place in need of Rescue. Since he was already in France, he naturally had to stop by Berlin too. After all, they were neighbors.
France had also suffered all kinds of attacks, and there were