Announcing to the World with the Bearing of a God!

"Dad, Mom, come out and look at God… No, look at Superman!"

In the living room, a little boy only a few years old stared excitedly at the shaky footage on the television, which seemed unsteady because the cameraman’s hands were trembling with excitement, and shouted for his parents.

"This kid must’ve gone stupid from reading too many comics. How many times have I told you? There’s no Superman in this world, and there’s no Ultraman either!"

Hearing the boy’s cry, his father carried a plate of freshly washed apples into the living room and lectured his foolish son.

"And who taught you this habit of lying? This is already the second time. It’s a serious problem!"

The boy’s father plopped down on the couch, lectured his son about not lying, and took a bite from one of the apples he had just washed.

"Huh? Which company made this new Superman movie? The special effects are pretty good, but the picture’s way too blurry. You can’t see the actor’s face at all."

"And why is the camera shaking so badly? Was the cameraman filming this movie suffering from Parkinson’s or something?"

He then watched the blurry footage on the television with interest and offered his commentary.

"Dad, it’s real."

The boy stubbornly stood by his claim. He had never lied to anyone—not even last time!

"This kid really needs his mother to teach him a proper lesson."

"Quick, change it back. I still want to watch that press conference… Huh? Holy crap, this is actually footage from the press conference?"

His father suddenly realized the channel had not been changed and was instantly stunned by the scene on television.

Because it was footage from the press conference itself!

At that moment, the press conference venue, packed with over a hundred people, fell completely silent the instant that figure appeared.

Everyone raised their heads to look up at the sky, their eyes filled with disbelief as they stared at the awe-inspiring figure.

Even before this moment, there had still been people questioning whether Superman could possibly exist in reality.

But now, with a figure standing before them, suspended in the air like a god—

His glowing red eyes looked down upon everything below as though he were looking upon a swarm of ants.

He radiated majesty, as well as an aura terrifying enough to make people tremble.

At that moment, almost no one dared voice another doubt.

"A-Are you really… Superman? Or are you a fraud deceiving the ignorant masses?"

Still, there were "brave" people in the end—especially since the people present were reporters.

When one reporter slowly spoke, his tone brimming with doubt as he asked the figure in the sky whether he was truly Superman—

"What a death-seeking idiot. Does he really think reality is as wonderful as the comics?"

"If I had Superman’s abilities, I would’ve used them to conquer the world long ago."

The next moment, every reporter around him instinctively moved several meters away, afraid that when this fool received his punishment, they would be dragged down with him.

Sure enough, after he voiced his doubts, the figure in the sky slowly turned his gaze toward him.

The red glow in his already soul-piercing eyes intensified abruptly.

Screech!

In an instant, scorching Heat Vision tore through the air and carved a √-shaped mark beneath the questioning reporter’s feet.

If the Heat Vision’s path had shifted even slightly, both his legs might have been severed on the spot.

After responding to the doubt with action, the terrifying figure shot into the clouds, accelerating without restraint and breaking the sound barrier in an instant.

Boom!

A thunderous blast nearly shattered the eardrums of everyone present.

Buzzz…

It took nearly a full minute before the ringing in their ears began to ease.

When the people around him looked toward the warrior who had dared question him—

They found that he was already sitting on the ground in utter terror, with a wet liquid soaking the ground between his legs.

The truth was, he had not been brave. He had merely been naive!

High above the distant sky—

Congratulations, Host. You have successfully completed the mission.

Declare your existence to the world with the bearing of a god.

Reward: 500 points. For the next month, your efficiency in absorbing sunlight will increase fivefold.

It was not that Peter liked flaunting his abilities so conspicuously. The system’s rewards were simply too generous.

He had not even finished breakfast before telling Uncle Ben and Aunt May and returning to his room.

Then, without wasting a moment, he flew to the press conference venue and completed the sudden time-limited mission issued by the system.

After all, the 500 points awarded for completing the mission alone were five times the points he had received from previous missions.

Not to mention the buff that would last an entire month.

Although the buff’s effect was only half as strong as before, its duration was much longer.

With this sunlight absorption buff, Peter even felt that he could awaken all his still-dormant abilities within a month.

By then, he would truly become a God Among Men without any weaknesses.

Just as Peter imagined how powerful he would become after fully awakening all of Superman’s abilities—

The system’s voice rang out once more.

As Superman/Homelander, while possessing immense power, it is also necessary to possess equipment and facilities that can make you more confident.

The following main storyline missions are now available.

As Superman, how could you not have your own exclusive, cool battle suit?

Requirement: Create your own exclusive battle suit. Materials, style, production method, and participants are unrestricted.

Reward: Corresponding rewards will be granted based on how cool the battle suit is. (Note: New main storyline missions will only refresh after this mission is completed.)

"A new mission? And it’s a main storyline mission? It looks like there’ll be more main storyline missions after I complete it."

"Making my own battle suit? Isn’t that basically a free reward?"

After all, this mission imposed no restrictions whatsoever. Even if Peter treated the clothes he had hastily found as a completed battle suit, he could instantly finish the mission.

It was just that the reward for completing it that way probably would not be very generous.

"Still, it’s about time I made a battle suit of my own. I can’t keep swiping a set of clothes every time I go out as Superman."

"If people found out that I, a dignified God Among Men, was stealing clothes to wear everywhere, where would I put my face?"

After receiving the system’s latest mission, Peter could not help but sigh inwardly.

The system had issued the mission at the perfect time. He had long been considering making his own battle suit.

He had only gained the ability to fly yesterday, though, and had not yet had the chance to put it into action.