[Family Reputation Quest Triggered: Be Your Own Spokesperson!]
[Quest (Be Your Own Spokesperson): Superman's reputation is celebrated by the world, but there are always evil forces attempting to turn the tide. Please fully demonstrate the charm of language and let the world realize what a true Superman is.]
[Quest Reward (Incomplete): Random Ability +1]
A sudden quest.
Shawn felt speechless: "I have perfectly good Super Strength at my disposal, yet I have to demonstrate the charm of language?"
Having tried the previous comprehensive upgrade quest, he felt this one was better than nothing.
Still, getting a free chance to upgrade an ability was a guaranteed win.
At least he didn't have to race against time like last time, exhausted like a dog.
...
The "House of Superman" was bustling with crowds.
Brad had recently hired six new sales clerks, finally managing to keep the store running.
Leveraging Superman's influence, the "House of Superman" had become a recognized trendy check-in spot in Rendell Town in a short time, attracting over twenty thousand registered Superman fan members and hundreds of thousands of casual tourists.
The previously quiet southern countryside town had surprisingly begun to show signs of vibrant life because of this.
This was the drawing power of a popular superhero.
Superhumans were hailed as lucky ones chosen by God, naturally possessing an aura in the eyes of ordinary people, and people's worship of them could often reach unimaginable levels.
However, with popularity comes trouble.
The "House of Superman" rose due to Superman's fame, but although Superman was powerful, he was ultimately a "three-nothing" hero without an organization or certification.
So far, no official channel was willing to stand up and endorse Superman's actions.
The public didn't care about this, but in the circles of power and resources, having allies and backing was crucial.
It directly determined whether one would be treated differently; friend or foe, these were two completely different identity certifications.
This was the current situation for the "House of Superman."
Dalton and Brad were immersed in the joy of the store's thriving development, but the undercurrents in the dark were already surging, enough to swallow these two ordinary people whole.
"This is Superman-brand mouth freshener, which Superman uses every morning when he wakes up."
"Autographed underwear?"
"Sorry, we don't have that in the store yet, because the 'House of Superman' is a legitimate fan-run organization, and that would require Superman's personal authorization."
"You might want to check out the red Superman cape; covering yourself with it every night feels just like Superman is hugging you..."
"Miss, the massager you're holding... is the classic plug-in Superman model, a 100% scale replica, and the latest upgrade even has a wireless charging version..."
At this moment, Brad was standing in the store lobby, introducing the Superman merchandise to a group of new fan customers. Even though he was glib, after a long time, he felt parched.
Like the six employees in the store, he had no extra energy to attend to anything else.
The loudspeaker at the entrance kept playing: "Join us, become a Superman fan member, and get 30% off all merchandise in the store~~!"
Everything was chaotic but orderly.
Everyone was busy, and only Dalton, the patrol captain and big boss of the store, could have a moment of leisure.
But he couldn't spare much energy either.
"You are Matthew Culbert, introduced by Shawn, right?"
"Yes, sir."
"Very good. Take six people and guard that side. Stay safe and keep your wits about you."
"Alright, sir."
The dull teenager named Matthew, like an emotionless robot, accepted the order and walked away with his colleagues.
It was unclear how much he had understood.
Dalton pointed to the rest of the people, "That is your work area."
...
Dalton had just finished instructing the fifteen part-time staff to maintain order at the "House of Superman" and prevent the idiots outside holding signs and taking photos from causing trouble.
After doing this, he couldn't help but sigh, hands on his hips.
"Spineless cowards..."
He glanced at the perimeter and cursed under his breath: "Protesters wearing masks, not even daring to show their faces? I'm two hundred percent sure these aren't locals. I don't know who the mastermind is, but once I find out, I'll definitely punch a hole in his style and shove his head inside!!"
Marcus had called him today saying one suspect had cracked, but the mastermind was cunning; they only traced it back to a private number from New York City, and the lead went cold.
City slickers always doing dirty deeds!!
Dalton told himself to stay calm, pulled up a chair, covered his head with his cowboy hat, and rested under the nearby shed.
"Excuse me..."
He hadn't even had his eyes closed for ten minutes when a pleasant and polite inquiry came from the side: "Mr. Dalton, are you available for an interview now?"
"Sorry, not available."
Dalton was about to refuse without even thinking.
He had experienced quite a bit of drama these days; even a local program in Texas had done an exclusive interview with him.
There were too many small fries or personal bloggers coming to leech off the traffic and hype.
He thought the person asking was one of those people, but when he looked up, he was stunned.
Dalton reacted quickly, instantly switching to a smiling face: "But if it's the star reporter from America International News, the beautiful Ms. Jenny who wants to interview me, even if it's inconvenient, I will have time!"
After speaking, he rubbed his hands together and quickly jumped up, looking exactly like a lecherous old man reacting to a beautiful woman.
The air was filled with a charming scent of perfume.
The blonde, blue-eyed Jenny was wearing a professional suit, which couldn't hide her curvy, explosive figure.
She smiled charmingly, and before she could speak, the three or four accompanying staff members carrying the filming equipment behind her were already entranced.
"We are currently collecting material for a report on Superman. We learned that as the town's patrol hero, Mr. Dalton once fought side-by-side with Superman to combat evil crimes, and that the 'House of Superman' was established because of this bond. Therefore, we would like to conduct an exclusive interview with Mr. Dalton centered around these stories."
Dalton was already used to this; what he had been telling people these days was nothing more than one thing—'The story I have to tell about Superman.'
But Jenny was different after all; she was backed by the America News Department and had huge international influence.
Dalton needed a truly reputable channel to promote the "House of Superman"!
Superman needed proof too much!
At this moment, the opportunity arrived on its own, and Dalton smiled happily, "You are most welcome!!"
The CNN interview team was highly efficient; a large open space next to the store was cleared, and the scene was set up in no time.
Just like that, a simple yet novel interview began.
Brad was invited to sit next to Dalton, and the camera only focused on him when the beautiful host Jenny cued him.
He had nowhere to share his joy; after holding it in for a long time, he couldn't resist taking out his phone, snapping a quick photo, and sending a message to his friend.
"Hehe~! Buddy, look at these legs, are they white?!"
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