Chapter 35: "Jiro: The World's New Superman."
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Global action: GO.
Paris – Eiffel Tower
A tourist's backpack slipped from the viewing deck, plummeting toward the crowd below.
WHOOSH!
A black blur flashed by, catching the bag mid-air, then hovering calmly as it handed it back to the stunned tourist.
"Be careful next time," Jiro said with a smile, then shot straight into the sky—leaving behind gasps, cheers, and a wave of raised phones.
Seoul – Financial District
A runaway truck barreled toward a crowded crosswalk. People screamed and scrambled.
BOOM!
Jiro dropped from the sky, planting one hand on the truck's front. The tires screeched—but the truck didn't budge another inch.
The driver stared in shock. Jiro gave the truck a little shove, bringing it to a perfect stop.
He glanced around at the crowd of people filming with their phones, nodded, then vanished.
Middle East – Terrorist Outpost
Militants were preparing for an attack. Suddenly, the sky darkened.
BOOOOM!
Jiro crashed into the center of the camp like a meteor. The ground cracked, dust flew.
The terrorists panicked, guns up—but bullets bounced harmlessly off his skin.
"Game over," Jiro said, eyes flaring red.
ZAAAP! KABOOM!
His heat vision swept across the camp, detonating the armory. A shockwave blasted the militants off their feet.
Floating mid-air, Jiro scanned the wreckage. No more threats.
Then he vanished.
Africa – Drought Zone
The sun beat down on cracked earth. A group of kids stared hopelessly into a dry well.
Then a shadow passed overhead.
Jiro gently landed. Placing his palm on the ground—
HUMMMMM.
His freeze breath gushed out, instantly freezing the bottom of the well, then melting it into fresh, cold water.
The children cheered and danced. Jiro floated back up into the sky with a smile.
One Hour Later – Stark Tower
Tony collapsed on the couch, eyes glued to the holo-screens flooding with breaking news.
[Superman Appears in Paris! Catches Falling Backpack—Video Goes Viral!][Runaway Truck in Seoul Stopped by Mysterious Man in Black!][Terrorist Camp Destroyed! Witnesses Say "His Eyes Glowed!"][African Village Saved from Drought—Locals Worship 'Sky God']
"Holy shit…" Tony muttered, rubbing his temples. "JARVIS, how many headlines has he made?"
"Sir, 98% of major global media outlets have him as the lead story. All top 20 social media trends are about him." JARVIS paused.
"Also, S.H.I.E.L.D. has called you 37 times."
Tony smirked and opened Jiro's comms. "You done showing off yet? Fury's about to blow up my comms."
On the other end, wind howled.Jiro's voice came through, amused. "What's the rush?"
Tony stared at the insane flood of headlines, shook his head, and chuckled. "You really know how to steal the spotlight."
Jiro laughed softly. "This is just the beginning."
Indian Ocean – Pirate Hijacking
A cargo ship was under attack. Armed pirates had forced the crew to kneel on deck.
Then—BOOOOOM.
A sonic boom rocked the air as a black figure smashed down onto the ship. The shockwave knocked pirates back.
"Who the hell—?!" the pirate leader yelled, raising his gun.
The smoke cleared. Jiro stood tall, his black suit gleaming in the sun, the golden S on his chest shining.
He smiled. "Like I said—"
"I'm Superman."
The pirates froze—then opened fire!
BANG BANG BANG!
The bullets bounced off like they'd hit a steel wall.
Jiro sighed. His eyes glowed red.
ZAAAAP!
One sweep of heat vision—every weapon melted instantly.
Before the pirates could even scream, Jiro was in their faces like a ghost.
"Get some sleep."
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Three swift chops to the neck—clean, accurate, and all three pirates were out cold.
The rest of the pirates turned to run, but Jiro casually stomped the deck.
BOOM!
The entire ship trembled violently. Every single pirate lost their balance and collapsed, instantly knocked out.
The crew stared at him, completely stunned. A little girl timidly stepped forward and asked, "Who… who are you?"
Jiro crouched down and gave her a gentle smile. "You can call me Superman."
And just like that, he shot into the sky and vanished beyond the clouds.
New York — High Altitude Rescue
A massive skyscraper suddenly caught fire. Thick smoke billowed out, and dozens of people were trapped on the upper floors.
Fire trucks had already arrived, but the ladders couldn't reach that high.
Just as despair set in—
Whoosh!
A black figure tore through the smoke and hovered outside a window.
Everyone inside froze. Jiro gently pressed one hand forward—crack—an entire pane of reinforced glass shattered silently.
"Grab onto me," he said, extending his hand.
A mother held her child close and, trembling, reached out. Jiro wrapped them both in a bio-energy field and soared away from the flames, landing safely on the ground.
"Oh my God… thank you!" the woman sobbed.
Jiro nodded. "Head to the safe zone."
Then he was gone again, diving straight back into the fire. Over and over, back and forth—in just ten seconds, everyone was saved.
The crowd watching below burst into cheers, phones held high, cameras rolling.
"It's Superman! Superman's real!"
Jiro didn't stop. He just gave the crowd a slight nod and flew off into the distance.
Southeast Asia — Medical Aid
A deadly outbreak had hit a remote village. The medics were helpless.
Jiro landed, and the villagers instinctively backed away in fear, thinking some god or spirit had appeared.
"Don't be scared."
He raised a hand. A glowing field swept over each sick villager.
"I can help you."
His eyes glowed faintly. Heat vision incinerated the virus inside their bodies with surgical precision, while his cold breath condensed clean drinking water into solid ice blocks.
An old man trembled as he grabbed Jiro's hand. "Are you… sent by God?"
Jiro smiled and shook his head. "Nah, just a passing Superman."
Middle East — War Zone
A refugee camp was under artillery fire. Children screamed and scattered in panic.
Jiro descended from the sky and stretched his arms wide.
Vmmmmm!
A wave of telekinesis burst out, forming an invisible shield.
Shells exploded mid-air, ten meters above the ground. Not a single person below was hurt.
Soldiers froze, staring up at the black figure floating in the air. Jiro gave them a cold glare. "The war's over."
In the next instant, he zipped across the battlefield like lightning—ripping apart tanks barehanded, disarming every soldier in sight.
In less than five minutes, the entire army was rendered useless.
The refugees just stood there, stunned. A little boy finally ran up to him, gathering his courage. "Mister! Are you a superhero?"
Jiro ruffled his hair and smiled. "You can call me that if you want."
Stark Tower — Global News Goes Nuclear
Tony stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the glass reflecting live news reports from around the world.
"Superman appears worldwide! Mysterious hero saves thousands in one hour!""Miracle ceasefire in Middle East! Eyewitnesses say a 'dark angel' appeared!""Plague village fully cured overnight! Locals kneel before 'Superman'!""No deaths in NYC fire! Citizens cheer for 'the hero'!"
"Jarvis…" Tony rubbed his temples. "Is this guy trying to outdo me or what?"
"Sir, Mr. Jiro just landed in Antarctica. It appears… he's helping a research team fix their snow vehicle."
Tony: "…"
Next Morning — Global Social Media Erupts
#SupermanIsRealThis hashtag exploded across every platform.
On the streets and in the cafes, everyone was buzzing about the black-armored hero.
Jiro had spent the night fighting crime and saving lives all over the world.
In just a single night, global crime rates dropped drastically.
If the previous two appearances in New York were just his warm-up—
Then last night…
Superman became a global legend.
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