Truth be told, Shawn felt that the world was much better now.
The overt and covert surveillance within Texas had ceased to exist, the media deliberately making things difficult for Superman had significantly decreased, even the haters had vanished, and no matter where he went, it seemed everyone he met was a good person.
A few days ago, he happened to pass by a slum and witnessed two junkies not only robbing someone but also preparing to drag a woman into an alley to commit a sex crime.
This ruined Shawn's mood.
Then Superman appeared, not only breaking both legs of these two scumbags but also accidentally scorching their third leg.
Just like that, the BBC's report that day was no longer filled with snide remarks about Superman's excessive methods, but instead lavishly praised Superman's heroism, calling him a paragon of freedom and justice in America.
In short, whether as Shawn or Superman, he had been living very comfortably during this period.
"Well done, my dear! From now on, no disgusting people will come to disturb us again, and we can do whatever we want~!!"
His wife, Mira, was even more satisfied. Her face was full of smiles, and her beautiful eyes were fixed on the battle video on the screen, watching with great relish.
They were truly a married couple; their tone of voice was exactly the same.
Shawn was crouching on the ground playing with his three sons: the eldest, Alexander, on the left; the third, Christopher, on the right; and the second, Benjamin, riding on his shoulders.
Before he knew it, another half month had passed. The three babies were growing sturdily; they had all learned to crawl now, so their range of activity had naturally increased.
When they didn't want to sleep, they were unwilling to stay in their narrow cribs and preferred to follow their dad or mom around, with the living room or the yard gradually becoming their adventure playground.
"Watch your phrasing, Mira."
Shawn heard his wife's words and felt they made sense, but he didn't forget to turn back and correct her: "What you just said was Homelander's line; we are the good guys."
Mira didn't even lift her head, commenting, "Homelander is a bad guy, a bastard, sure, but we don't need to be good guys either."
"Oh?"
Shawn found it interesting: "Why?"
Mira: "Being a good person is tiring; there's too much to bear. They can't live long in this world. I hope that you, me, and the children can live freely, without being constrained."
Rules are made by those who hold power, and power comes from absolute strength.
Mira was qualified to say such things; she was a female Superman who could live for 3,600 years.
Shawn didn't feel surprised either.
The same sentence, spoken by someone morally corrupt versus someone who holds onto their original intentions, carries two completely different meanings.
Shawn took Mira's hand and asked a classic question: "If you were on a runaway train and had A and B buttons to make the train go left or right—now, there are ten people on the left track and one thousand people on the right track—which side would you choose to save, and which side would you choose to abandon?"
"Can't I save them all?"
Mira was very dissatisfied with Shawn's question. She frowned and didn't even think: "I am a Superwoman; I could totally stop the runaway train! Or, before it switches tracks, I could save everyone on the tracks ahead. It doesn't matter if they are on the left or the right; as long as I'm there, not one of them has to die! Hehe~ That's the reality. Your question is not good at all!"
Shawn gazed into Mira's eyes and smiled silently.
He remembered a quote.
Despicableness is the passport of the despicable, while nobility is the epitaph of the noble.
Kind people never boast about their kindness; they might even be ashamed to speak of it.
Just as Mira said before, choosing kindness is destined to mean bearing more.
He and Mira were Supermen, but those millions of ordinary people who were sincere and kind, full of dreams and aspirations, and who didn't live solely for themselves—they were Supermen too.
It wasn't that Mira wasn't smart enough to think of this; she just felt that in this gradually degenerating world, these precious qualities were undervalued.
That was why she said not to be a good person.
Thinking of this, Shawn felt infinitely soft in his heart. He leaned down and kissed Mira gently on the cheek.
"Aiya, get away!"
Mira was looking down, scrolling through videos, and annoyed by his interference, she reached out and pushed him away.
"Stop watching."
Seeing Mira engrossed in the internet again, Shawn found it amusing: "You've been watching the same video for several days in a row; aren't you tired of it?"
"These are all different versions. I specifically pick the ones by Superman fans to watch; they edit you to look so handsome!!"
Shawn was speechless: "Except for the beginning, the rest is just two black dots flying around in the sky. Can you even tell if it's handsome?"
Mira lay on the sofa, revealing her alluring curves, and laughed happily: "Don't worry about that; I love watching it~!"
The sons had just finished eating. Shawn felt a bit parched; he wanted to continue improving himself, using the talent that came with 'Perfect Partner'.
Mira was willing to cooperate, but their children were not happy.
"Bang~~!"
Not long after the two of them snuck into the bedroom, the bedroom door was smashed open by Alexander's little fist, leaving a hole.
"Alec!" Mira broke free from the embrace and jumped up, fuming.
"I-giggle~~!"
They looked at the little black-haired, blue-eyed head giggling at them through the broken hole.
Shawn lay on the bed, smiling bitterly, and said to his wife: "I think our house needs an upgrade in materials, otherwise it will be demolished by these three little guys sooner or later. What do you think?"
"I agree."
Mira sighed. She opened the door with the hole and picked up the silly, happy Alexander: "Just leave the materials to Jonathan Company; I'll call my brother."
Jonathan Company continued its whale-like expansion, now even touching upon heavy industry and the aerospace field, and its momentum remained consistently good.
Because the company held the golden key of patents, Jonathan Company successfully reached long-term cooperation with dozens of large multinational enterprises.
Shortly after the start of 2012, they completed a multi-party strategic cooperation with an 1.8 billion dollar down payment and a total transaction value of 33 billion dollars, licensing the rights for certain new molecular materials in America to obtain a large amount of cash flow.
The Jonas family and the Connelly family, as the main shareholders, were now new elites in the business world.
Shawn and Mira were also shareholders. They remained behind the scenes and did not participate in the company's operations, but arranging such a small matter was no problem.
"Iya Iya~"
Shawn got up and picked up the other two little ones following behind Alexander. The three little guys were really becoming more and more exhausting.
The Super-dad felt a sense of physical and mental exhaustion.
Speaking of Jonathan Company, his eyes lit up: "Involved in the aerospace field? That's really not bad..."
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