"Oh, Stefan, as far as I know, Superman is not what you think."
After hearing the blond elder's doubts, the charming female elder shook her head and said in a seductive voice, "Washington D.C. is a well-informed person, who doesn't know about the chaos in that young Lieutenant General's private life."
"The last Council of Elders meeting was held at New York, and I heard that he slept with half of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s female employees."
"Superman is not only powerful, but also far beyond ordinary people in some areas."
"A reliable insider told me that Superman is full of energy and insatiable desires. Every time, three or four women come together."
"When attending Paris Peace Summit, Superman stayed at Moulin Rouge to rest at night, sleeping with a dozen dancers..."
Facts have proved that regardless of race, occupation and age, any female creature is full of enthusiasm for gossip and celebrity scandals.
It was originally meant to discuss the possibility of cooperation with Superman, but it was diverted to personal life.
"Those are just gimmick rumors to attract attention, Elena."
Vampires named Stefan shook his head. He was more sober than the female elder who was keen on eating melons and cared about the little things between men and women.
"We have investigated Superman Lieutenant General's schedule and whereabouts. He goes to S.H.I.E.L.D. twice a week to hold routine meetings. The rest of the time is spent either at the Pentagon or elsewhere."
"S.H.I.E.L.D. has a quarter of its female employees, a total of 329 employees. If you convert half of it, there are still 160 employees."
"Assuming that he sleeps three times at a time, and each of them spends about half an hour, then in a month..."
Stefan, apart from being a pure-blood Vampires, is also a science and engineering graduate from Carnegie Mellon University - compared to other members of the same race who focus on art, literature and other fields, he can be regarded as very unique.
After all, I have never seen any Vampires who likes mathematics and physics and spends all their time solving problems and doing research.
If this is the case, the only advantage is that if Vampires lives long enough, maybe a few great scientists will emerge and benefit the world and mankind.
"To sum up, unless Superman Lieutenant General is a master of time management and uses all the time he spends eating and sleeping every day for... mating, it is impossible to do it."
Stefan used rigorous thinking in science and engineering to do a simple calculation and denied the rumors from Elena.
"Here we go again. The numbers in your mouth are just like you. I have no interest in knowing them at all."
Elena snorted coldly. In real life, she was an art gallery Collector, so naturally she couldn't talk to Stefan who was studying science and engineering.
"I have evidence! That Superman Lieutenant General usually gets so close to the playboy Howard-Stark. Could he be some kind of moral model who is not close to women?"
Luke himself would never have imagined that the root cause of his murder was Howard!
"Enough! What's the use of arguing about Superman's moral character at this time?"
The elder Vampires interrupted.
"The top priority is how to solve the problem!"
He glanced at Gettarlo who was watching, and told the whole story without deliberately concealing it.
"The president of White House wants power. He wants to unite around him those human beings who call themselves superiors and establish a huge interest group."
Vampires Elder's eyes flashed with a red light, and he said with a sarcastic smile, "He wants more votes, or a war that is beneficial to him."
"And what we want is a true god of the blood race who leads the family and the council! The great Progenitor who walks under the sun!"
"This is the basis for cooperation between the two parties. Blood Clan Council has something more useful than heroin or marijuana - the 'blood poppy'. It can control human beings, just like gangsters control drug addicts."
"As for the president of White House, I don't know where he got the blood essence of the true god of the blood clan, but it is indeed an important bargaining chip that no one can refuse."
"Therefore, there is room for cooperation between the vampires and White House, which is why John-Stillman serves as the presidential spokesperson."
Vampires Elder analyzed the recent events and the reasons behind them clearly.
He looked at the other three young elders and asked in a deep voice, "Is there any basis and space for cooperation between us and Superman?"
"Do you know what he wants, or what he is interested in?"
The others looked at each other in confusion. After a moment of silence, Stefan, who was thinking in science and engineering, took the lead in saying, "According to the human psychological model I designed, I think Superman is a hero with a strong sense of morality and full of justice."
"So, the logic of his behavior is to satisfy his inner salvation plot. Saving more people is his criterion for doing things."
"I think we can prepare two plans. One is to show a good attitude and prove that Blood Clan Council is friendly to humans - most Vampires are very kind and push those evil behaviors onto some restless guys."
"As long as Superman shows the idea of communication, we can establish a foundation and space for cooperation."
Stefan deserves to be a graduate from a prestigious school. He talks eloquently and has clear ideas, which makes people feel convinced.
The only pity was that he miscalculated that Superman was not from the studio next door.
Luke doesn't know what moral bottom line and sense of justice are.
"What about the second plan?"
Elder Vampires is interested.
"Similarly using Superman's moral standards, we revealed the president's conspiracy - an exaggerated and terrible plan to divert his attention, put Blood Clan Council in a weak position and gain sympathy."
Stefan's eyes flashed with wisdom. He was very confident that any young man with a sense of justice and noble morals would fall into such a routine.
The good character possessed by those heroes is actually their biggest weakness and a flaw that can be exploited!
Gettarlo, who was listening silently, wanted to add a sentence at this time, that Superman was killing people without blinking an eye, and there was no mercy at all from him.
"Ha, what a boring suggestion."
Elena sneered.
"Have you forgotten that Superman walked off the battlefield, and his hands are stained with the blood of countless people."
"Benevolence, morality, and a sense of justice... are impossible to embody in him."
The charming female elder lifted her hair, leaned forward, deliberately exposing a bottomless white ditch, and said with a charming smile, "The best way to deal with human beings is to arouse their inner desires and manipulate their behavior."
"The more powerful the individual, the stronger the desire to possess, and Superman is no exception."
"He has so many lovers, so he must be very fond of beauty."
"I don't mind sacrificing myself and paying for my appearance. Anyway, it's all for the survival of the family and the parliament!"
Stefan looked indifferent, turning a blind eye to the beautiful scenery before his eyes, and said bluntly, "I don't know why you want to expose your lactation organs. This will certainly arouse human beings' fascination with motherhood and secrete hormones and male hormones."
"But from Superman's point of view, it may just be a pile of useless fat. The bigger it gets, the more cumbersome it will be."
"The simplest example is that we are also Elder-level Vampires. My movement speed is much faster than yours."
"Elena, the lactation organ you are so proud of will only become a burden that drags you down."
"And with all due respect, as you age, you are not as competitive as those younger women in terms of elasticity, firmness and roundness."
"If Superman is really passionate about women, he has so many choices and there is no need to fall in love with an older woman who is over 300 years old."
"..."
Stefan's outspoken words were like a critical strike with a knife, cutting Elena down to only a trace of residual blood.
The smile on the latter's face froze, and he was about to retort when he heard the sound of an explosion from above.
boom!
A dark red afterimage hit like a cannonball.
Gravel rained down, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.
Those cold eyes, shining with red light, slowly swept across the entire place.
"Are you talking about me?"