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Ian suddenly pulled out a large disc with the words "Angel Roulette" prominently printed on its cover. "As long as you meet the performance targets, you can exchange them for Heaven Points!"
"You can use Heaven Points to participate in a lottery, and the lottery gives you a chance to obtain a certificate for returning to Heaven... fragments. Anyway, once you collect all 108 fragments, I will definitely send you back to Heaven."
talking.
Ian also demonstrated the back of the roulette wheel on the spot, disassembling it to prove that he is a conscientious archangel Ian and that the one in twenty chance of winning on the roulette wheel is not subject to any behind-the-scenes manipulation.
to be frank.
This was entirely due to Ian's conscience; he even stopped his super brain from trying to use the "Pinduoduo lottery" strategy of collecting 107 fragments before starting to collect more.
Archangel Ian has such a kind and gentle nature.
"We will try our best to atone for our sins!"
"Hope is just around the corner!"
Thunderous applause erupted from the audience. The angels who arrived later also signed their employment contracts with tears in their eyes, afraid of missing out on this "precious opportunity" if they were even a moment late.
Ian was so engrossed in his speech that he didn't notice Clark, with a dark expression, had walked up behind him, grabbed him by the back of the neck, and lifted him up.
"Ian."
Superman's deep voice suppressed his annoyance.
"what are you doing?"
He never expected that without him noticing, his youngest son would become a pyramid scheme leader and even fool a whole bunch of legitimate angels.
“I’m helping homeless angels! Yes! We’re just doing charity work! Helping lost angels find new jobs!” Ian swung his legs in the air.
Stubbornness won't work.
Superman did not respond.
He slowly turned his head toward Madison, who was trying to flank him and hit him on the back of the head with a street lamp.
"..."
The girl hid the three-meter-high street lamp behind her, who was less than 1.7 meters tall.
Superman's expression was both speechless and hilarious.
“Your mom and dad are worried about you. You should go home.” Superman could hear Madison’s parents’ voices, but he was actually lying here.
no way.
Madison's parents also seemed to have some mental issues, as they believed that since their daughter had finally managed to hook up with an alien, she should follow him and work hard for her career.
"You're lying, you're lying, my parents support me." Madison is very clever in this situation. The most basic ability of a high-end "green tea" woman is to be able to tell whether others are deceiving her.
“I’m the public relations manager Ian hired. He needs professionals to handle relations with the media, and he also needs me to stop the angels from joining the local nasty unions.”
"Oh, right, he's also going to make a few movies about his greatness in taking in homeless people, and I'll be the female lead in one of them." Madison was truly completely won over by Ian.
Ian gave too much.
It's not wrong for her to dream of becoming a Hollywood star.
“Yes, yes, I not only provide them with food and lodging and the opportunity to return to heaven, but I also pay them a salary.” Ian made timely adjustments to his strategy to align with his father’s values.
They don't need your help.
Clark spoke expressionlessly. He was also quite frustrated. How come those aloof angels who refused Batman's help in broad daylight suddenly seemed so easy to fool?
The help Batman provides doesn't even require the angels to do any work! Batman collects angel blood for research, so why can't Ian, who claims to be even more Batman than Batman, do the same?
Clark has observed this!
The wealthy Ian just secretly had several laboratories bought! Even without guessing, the old man could tell that Ian was researching an "angelic" potion that was "tastier" than the Superman potion!
Just when Clark was at a loss for how to evaluate Ian's behavior.
"Release Lord Ian!"
Madison clearly wanted to save Ian. When one plan failed, she came up with another, demonstrating her profound skill in ostracizing people she didn't like at school and gathering a group of scheming girls.
"You evil Superman, let him go! He's the one everyone wants! We're going to work for him to atone for our sins!" Madison shouted in a high-pitched voice, hiding in the crowd.
The Hollywood child star's restrained acting made her crying voice very infectious.
"You definitely don't want us to go back to Heaven! You want to keep us trapped on Earth!" These words were like a spark falling into a powder keg, and the surrounding angels immediately erupted in chaos.
"That's right! Release the savior!"
"We volunteered!"
"This is a sacred employment ceremony!"
A female angel even flew up and pointed her finger at Superman, threatening, "If you don't let go, I'll publish in the Daily Planet details of how you confessed your love to Lana every night when you were a kid!"
“I know what you said, all that filth, and you certainly don’t want me to tell Lois!” The angels certainly knew Superman, and they really did know about Superman’s dark history from childhood to adulthood.
"..."
Superman's hands were trembling slightly.
His face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The redness spread from the base of my ears all the way down to my neck.
Ian seized the opportunity to break free and landed lightly on the ground. He shook his shoulders, and seventy-two wings of light unfolded with a "whoosh," illuminating the entire church as if it were daytime.
"Alright, alright, don't treat my dad like that. He's still my dearest family member." Ian waved his hand, feigning seriousness; he genuinely suppressed his curiosity for the sake of family harmony.
of course.
Through the angels' fragmented words.
Ian probably realized that the "dirty words" Jordan often said in his dorm room were also a kind of bloodline inheritance, and that he had wronged his second brother too much in the past.
It seems that Kryptonians all have heat cycles.
Just as Ian changed his opinion of Jordan.
"What a tolerant adult!"
"That's the demeanor of an archangel!"
"Lord Ian is so kind!"
……
The angels also took the opportunity to flatter him—you see, while the angels may not have learned much else in Heaven, they were masters at flattering the archangels.
There are indeed other archangels in Heaven who enjoy being flattered.
Clark stood to the side, his face contorted with an almost tangible black line that seemed to stretch all the way to the surface of the moon. He opened his mouth, only to find himself completely unable to get a word in edgewise.
The old father could only begin to convince himself that this was perhaps what God wanted Ian to do, even though it was absurd, at least it would allow him to get a good night's sleep.
Even the invincible Superman is no match for his youngest son's courage.
Deceiving the angel?
Sending angels to a factory to tighten screws and then livestreaming it? Even demons wouldn't dare do something like that.
"Um, excuse me, I have something very important to say." Just as the farce was escalating, the Flash, standing at the church entrance, finally couldn't hold back any longer.
No one cares about him.
The angels are asking Ian when he can begin his atonement.
"The earliest is tonight, the latest is tomorrow morning. Don't worry, they're all very simple jobs. By the way, little punk, you need to find a few dance teachers so the angels can learn some modern hot dances."
"I'll also have my pet bull teach you how to listen to the troubles of citizens late at night through telephone chat services. You need to use the gentlest and most considerate tone to comfort those who are most prone to suicide." After all, the fees will be very high, so the service must be excellent. Ian likes to treat his paying customers like gods.
He actually has the desire to get things done.
Quite a few people jump off buildings late at night.
Ian hoped that the angels would make money for him while also accumulating merit for him. If the angels could win once, he could probably win three, four, five, six, seven, or eight times.
"Oh, by the way, don't let me catch any fallen angels among you using my live stream or chat platform to engage in unhealthy transactions, that would damage my merits."
Ian was still talking at length.
This new way of accumulating merit in the new era could not be understood by the old-fashioned father. Seeing this, Clark could only sigh heavily and even covered his ears like an ostrich.
"..."
Seeing himself seemingly invisible, the Flash felt utterly helpless. He took a deep breath and shouted with all his might, "Batman is going to die!"
With so many angels present, and Madison in attendance, the Flash refrained from calling Batman by his full name. That one sentence, however, was enough to grab attention, and the church instantly fell silent.
"Batman won't die."
An angel spoke with certainty.
Superman looked at the angel, seemingly lost in thought.
"I haven't even seen Batman turn evil yet, and that guy's already going to kill himself?" Superman's expression and tone were complicated, and it was hard to tell whether it was astonishment or regret.
He didn't even care about Batman as much as Ian did.
“My biggest connection in America can’t be ruined! Mom hasn’t even started her presidential campaign yet!” Ian couldn’t quite figure out what had happened.
How could Batman, who was so lively during the day, be declared critically ill just a few hours later?
He was racking his brains.
But the young delinquent already had a guess in her mind.
"Could it be that Batwoman poisoned him in his... you know?" she whispered, reciting a scene straight out of a movie. Clearly, this girl had always believed that Batman and Batwoman were a couple.
Such unethical speculation is not entirely without merit.
"You're so clever! But it's probably not Batgirl, it's some seductive wildcat out there! Batman loves to go out and have late-night chats with those cunning cats!"
"This story is also mentioned in the upcoming book, 'Catwoman, Don't Look Back, I'm Batman!'" Ian praised Madison while also promoting his new book.
He doesn't think Batman will die out anytime soon.
That's Batman, after all.
There are no major events that can threaten DC's Big Daddy! This has been proven by Lady Death herself; Batman is extremely important to the DC Universe.
"If your new book is made into a movie, could I play the lead role?" Madison had heard of the book, in which the female lead was Wonder Woman, and she felt that she could portray the role very well.