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Faced with Henry’s cold indifference, Wanda didn’t overreact. She simply said calmly:
"I actually agree with your view.
"But how much tolerance do you think those politicians have?
"When they decide to launch a nuclear strike to solve the problem, whether it actually works or not—whether we intervene or not—we all lose.
"You agree with that, don’t you?"
Would U.S. politicians really dare to launch a nuclear weapon at a densely populated area within their own country?
The Avengers already answered that question.
Sure, that was a movie—but this was reality.
And who would dare gamble on the integrity of those people?
If it really ca to that point, even if the X-n or other superheroes stepped in afterward to clean up the ss—
Would they receive gratitude?
More likely, resentnt would deepen.
People would bla those who had the power—
Why didn’t you act before the nukes were launched?
Even Superman from the DC side often faced this sa dilemma.
People didn’t care how much others sacrificed or how much they endured.
They only cared about what they themselves had lost—and whether that loss could have been avoided.
And from their perspective—
It wasn’t entirely unreasonable.
What use was justice that ca too late?
Those who sacrificed might feel fulfilled in their heroism—
But the losses others suffered were real.
Who would compensate them?
In the end, they were the ones left to swallow it all.
If the Void’s destruction would eventually spread across the entire planet, then unless Henry planned to leave Earth altogether—
The earlier he intervened, the less resentnt he would ultimately face.
It was almost ironic.
An act of imasurable virtue could be reduced to a calculation of optimal timing based on self-interest.
Because human nature leaned toward selfishness—
Few people ever saw things in terms of principles.
When doing good required paying an additional price—
Then perhaps society wasn’t worth saving at all.
Henry stepping in wasn’t about saving the world.
It was about protecting himself—more effectively.
Having reached his conclusion, Henry no longer hesitated.
"I’ll go say goodbye to the people inside, then I’ll leave with you.
"Wait here a mont."
Wanda nodded and stepped back slightly, signaling she would wait.
Returning inside, Henry naturally went to inform the elderly lady he had brought along.
"Katharine, I need to leave.
"So troubleso friends have brought a troubleso situation.
"Feels like I don’t really have a choice."
"You’re leaving so soon? I just had soone prepare a guest room for you."
Katharine Hepburn asked in surprise:
"What are you going to do?"
"I’m going to save the world."
Henry said it lightly—so lightly it sounded completely fake.
Katharine played along with a chuckle.
She beckoned him closer, had him lean down, then gently cupped his face and kissed his forehead.
"Go on, child.
"Kick that bad guy’s butt for ."
"Maybe I’ll be the one getting my face smashed in."
Henry gave a wry smile.
After saying goodbye to the others, he left the house.
Where Wanda had been waiting, Pietro stood nearby as well.
The two were talking—
Or rather, one of them was being lectured.
Though they were siblings, the sister clearly held the dominant position.
It was hard to imagine what kind of experiences this non-movie version of Scarlet Witch had gone through to beco who she was now.
Henry stepped forward.
"Alright, let’s go.
"How are we getting there?
"Do we need to et up with others?
"And can I get a little prep ti?
"You’re not expecting to fight in this suit, are you?"
Instead of answering directly, Wanda narrowed her eyes and stared at him for a long mont before speaking:
"The Sorcerer Supre gave specific instructions.
"The one we actually need—
Isn’t you."
As she spoke, Wanda raised her hands, weaving Chaos Magic.
From empty air, she pulled sothing out and presented it to Henry.
It was a cloth suit.
Red and blue.
Folded neatly on top was a large diamond-shaped emblem—
With a bold S in the center.
Though it wasn’t unfolded, with Henry’s vision and spatial awareness, he could easily reconstruct what the suit looked like.
He stared, dumbfounded.
"You probably don’t know this, but not long ago I told so idiot, there’s no Superman in this world.
"And now you bring this?
"What’s the aning of this?"
"Isn’t it obvious?
"The world needs Superman right now—
Not Henry Brown."
Though Henry had zero desire to take it, Wanda stuffed the suit into his hands anyway.
He could only hold it with a resigned expression, staring at the glaring S symbol, wondering if he should add a "B" after it.
At that mont, Quicksilver zipped over and placed sothing on top of the suit.
"A little hair gel.
"I figured you’d need it. My gift."
"Wow. Thanks so much."
Henry’s voice dripped with undisguised disgust.
Quicksilver, apparently too oblivious to notice, urged:
"Hurry up and change.
"We’ve got a big problem to deal with.
"Finish early, get ho early, sleep early."
Faced with their expectant gazes, Henry shot them a look.
No response.
He shot another.
Still blank stares.
Finally, he said:
"Turn around.
"I’m changing clothes. Why are you staring?"
Quicksilver said:
"Don’t you have super speed too?
"Shouldn’t it just be whoosh—done?"
Henry rolled his eyes.
"You also have super speed.
"You should know that when we operate at similar speeds, ti perception becos synchronized.
"From a normal person’s perspective, I change instantly.
"But from yours, it’s basically the sa speed as anyone else changing clothes.
"I’m not used to a guy seeing my bare ass.
"So please—turn around."
Quicksilver blinked, then nodded.
"Oh. Right. Okay, go ahead."
He turned around instantly with super speed, back facing Henry.
But while the brother turned—
The sister didn’t.
Wanda kept staring at him.
And unlike her earlier calm deanor, this gaze was... far more intense.
With no other choice, Henry said:
"Miss, would you mind turning around as well?"
"I don’t have super speed.
"What do you think I can see?"
"Maybe not.
"But I don’t know if there are magic spells for peeking either.
"So for everyone’s sake—please turn around."
"Tch. Stingy."
Wanda muttered, finally turning away.
Henry didn’t actually change clothes on the spot.
Instead, he dashed off to a nearby secluded area, changed into the suit, and stored his original clothes safely.
When he returned—
His hair was slicked back neatly with gel.
A single curl hanging at his forehead.
Superman—
Ready.
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