In this situation, the best approach is to enhance Superman’s societal ties. Make people feel that he also has concerns, vulnerabilities, and wants to continue living in this society, rather than being fearless and capable of blowing up Earth anyti, anywhere.
Lois’s idea is even more extre. She wants to weaken Superman’s subjectivity, or in other words, label him as soone’s accessory in the public opinion arena.
Even Shiller had to admit that this idea was quite bold. It’s Superman, a person destined to be the protagonist, and now you want to turn him into soone’s accessory, which isn’t easy at all.
However, this would be quite effective. Even if he is labeled this way for just a short period, what’s related to him won’t receive much attention. As ntioned before, when a person is seen as an accessory, people won’t pay too much attention to him.
To tag Superman as an accessory, there must be soone closely related to him who creates a bigger commotion than him for a period of ti.
This is another version of the open window theory. Superman’s background might be worth discussing, but if there is another more explosive news, then whether he is a human or an alien isn’t that important.
"I don’t believe the military has such news sensitivity, they’ve already made enough jokes. I bet they won’t react in ti. My plan will succeed."
"Alright, ma’am, your wisdom astounds . So, what can I do for you?"
Lois directly took a cash-wrapped package from her bag, placed it on the table, and said, "I need a little bit of poison, the kind that’s very mildly toxic but can trigger significant adverse reactions. Preferably with no lasting aftereffects."
Shiller showed a knowing expression and said, "No problem. But, do you think it’s worth it?"
Lois actually thought seriously for a mont and then said, "Back then, I was a newbie with a journalist dream, thinking I could speak up for justice and the people. But over the years, I’ve done few good deeds and contributed little to society. Even if it’s just for fulfilling my dream back then, I want to protect Superman. I believe he won’t disappoint ."
This sowhat surprised Shiller. He originally thought Lois would talk about her feelings for Clark, but upon thinking, it made sense. Lois is soone whose independence breaks through the sky, not so love-struck fool. She does these things more for herself. It seems Clark must do better if he wants to impress her.
That night, it snowed in tropolis. A car pulled up in front of the apartnt, and Lois opened the door to get out. She turned back to retrieve sothing from the car and walked into the building’s hallway. She saw her mailbox light up in the distance, walked over, opened the mailbox door, and looked inside, then took out a small package.
On the back of the small package was an instruction manual detailing the ingredients and usage. Lois took out her phone, dialed a number, and said, "Hello? Dr. Dean? I have sothing here that I want to send to your lab for testing. Yes, it’s evidence found in a certain case. Okay, I’ll send it over tomorrow."
The next noon, sitting in the office, Lois unwrapped a sandwich while looking at the test report beside her, eating and saying over the phone, "Happy Dog, you damn bastard, how have you been lately? Still following that cheating singer’s exhaust fus?"
"Alright, I don’t have ti to listen to your rambling. Call up your buddies and wait on the rooftop of the street west of the tropolitan Museum at noon tomorrow..." Lois twirled a pen in her hand and said, "Relax, it’ll definitely be big news. You know Superman, right?"
"Of course, of course, it’s gossip news, why else would I find you guys? All you need to do is set up your caras and catch his every move and expression from every angle. I assure you, you’ll make a fortune."
At noon the next day, Lois drove to the vicinity of the tropolitan Museum. This was the city center, busy even at noon. She looked left and right on the street, then looked up to see a lower apartnt building with a black head sticking out from the roof, with several long-focus lens barrels beside it. Lois gave them a thumbs-up.
Just then, a sudden change occurred. A terrifying monster descended on tropolis’s sky. As the people on the rooftop were about to run, Lois picked up her phone and shouted, "Happy Dog! If you dare run, I’ll send the evidence of your infidelity to your mob father-in-law! Let’s see if he’ll peel off a layer of your skin!!!"
While yelling, Lois observed the situation in the sky, seeing Superman fall multiple tis, her breathing beca a bit rapid. But soon, Superman turned the tide. Lois hurriedly turned around and ran to the vantage point she’d observed earlier.
Coincidentally, a group of police officers ca by. Lois quickly hung her work badge, picked up a cara, and went to chat with them. Most of the tropolis police recognized her, and they wanted so accident photos to write reports. Lois chatted happily with them.
At that mont, Clark appeared on the street. Lois pretended to just notice him and dashed over, diving straight into his arms.
Of course, when she looked up, she saw the conspicuous white eyes above that black head on the rooftop, clearly bulging out.
However, those paparazzi were professionals, shocked but their shutters clicked frantically. Luckily there were also other journalists taking pictures, so Clark didn’t notice anything.
Then, Lois led Clark back to her studio. She sat in front of the computer, glanced at the cup of water beside her, but her tone remained steady as she began discussing how to help Clark stabilize the public opinion situation.
She first took a sip of water, but after several seconds, there was no reaction. Lois sighed inwardly, had to drink another big gulp before feeling nauseous and dizzy.
She imdiately collapsed and vomited. Seeing Clark’s panicked expression, Lois for the first ti felt a bit guilty.
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