"Oh, Stefan, as far as I know, Superman is not what you think."
After listening to the blond elder's doubts, the charming female elder shook her head and said in a seductive voice: "Who is a well-informed person in Washington, D.C., who doesn't know that the young lieutenant general's private life is chaotic?"
"The last elders meeting in New York, I also heard that he slept with half of the female staff of SHIELD."
"Superman is not only powerful, but he should also be far superior to ordinary people in some areas."
"A reliable insider told me that Superman is full of energy and insatiable desires, and three or four women are always involved in the fight."
"While attending the Paris Peace Summit, Superman stayed at the Moulin Rouge to rest at night, sleeping with a dozen dancers..."
Facts have proved that regardless of race, occupation and age, any female creature is full of enthusiasm for gossip and celebrity scandals.
It was originally meant to discuss the possibility of cooperation with Superman, but it was diverted to personal life.
"Those are just gimmick rumors to attract attention, Elena."
The vampire named Stefan shook his head. He was more sober than the female elder who was keen on eating melons and cared about things between men and women.
"We have investigated Lieutenant General Superman's schedule and whereabouts. He goes to SHIELD twice a week to hold routine meetings, and the rest of the time is spent either in the Pentagon or elsewhere."
"Female employees account for a quarter of SHIELD's staff, with a total of 329. If you convert half of it, there are 160."
"Assuming that he sleeps three times at a time, and each of them spends about half an hour, then in a month..."
Apart from being a pure-blood vampire, Stefan is also a science and engineering graduate from Carnegie Mellon University - compared to other members of his race who focus on art, literature and other fields, he can be regarded as very unique.
After all, I have never seen a vampire who likes mathematics and physics and spends all his time solving problems and doing research.
If this is the case, the only advantage is that vampires who live long enough may actually emerge a few great scientists who will benefit the world and mankind.
"To sum up, unless Lieutenant General Superman is a master of time management and uses all the time he spends eating and sleeping every day to... **, it is impossible to do it."
Stefan used the rigorous thinking of science and engineering to make a simple calculation and denied the rumors in Elena's mouth.
"Here we go again. The numbers in your mouth are just like you. I have no interest in knowing them at all."
Elena snorted coldly. In real life, she was an art collector who ran a gallery, so naturally she couldn't talk to Stefan, who majored in science and engineering.
"I have evidence! That Lieutenant General Superman is so close to the playboy Howard Stark. Could he be some kind of moral model who is not lecherous?"
Luke himself would never have imagined that the root cause of his murder was Howard!
"Enough! What's the use of arguing about Superman's moral character at this time?"
The older vampire elder interrupted.
“The top priority is how to solve the problem!”
He glanced at Getaro, who was listening, and revealed his original plan without any attempt to conceal it.
"The president in the White House wants power and wants to unite around him those human beings who call themselves superiors and build a huge interest group."
A red light flashed in the vampire elder's eyes, and he said with a sarcastic smile: "He wants more votes, or a war that is beneficial to him."
"And what we want is a true god of the blood race who leads the family and the council! The great ancestor who walks under the sun!"
"This is the basis for cooperation between the two parties. The Vampire Council has something more useful than heroin or marijuana - the 'blood poppy'. It can control humans, just like gangsters control drug addicts."
"As for the president in the White House, I don't know where he got the original essence and blood of the true god of the blood race, but it is indeed an important bargaining chip that no one can refuse."
"So, there is room for cooperation between the Blood Tribe and the White House, and that's why John Stillman serves as the presidential spokesman."
The vampire elder analyzed the recent events and the reasons behind them clearly.
He looked at the other three young elders and asked in a deep voice: "Is there any basis and space for cooperation between us and Superman?"
"Do you know what he wants, or what he is interested in?"
The others looked at each other in confusion. After a moment of silence, Stefan, who thinks in science and engineering, took the lead and said: "According to the human psychological model I designed, I think Superman is a hero with a strong sense of morality and full of justice."
"So, the logic of his behavior is to satisfy his inner salvation plot. Saving more people is his criterion for doing things."
"I think we can prepare two plans. One is to show a good attitude and prove that the Vampire Council is friendly to humans - most vampires are very kind, and push those evil deeds onto some restless guys."
"As long as Superman expresses the idea of communication, we can establish a foundation and space for cooperation."
Stefan deserves to be a graduate from a prestigious school. He talks eloquently and has clear thinking, which makes people feel convincing.
The only pity was that he miscalculated that this Superman was not from the studio next door.
Luke has no idea what moral bottom line and sense of justice are.
"What about the second plan?"
The vampire elder became interested.
"Similarly using Superman's moral standards, we revealed the president's conspiracy - an exaggerated and terrible plan, diverting his attention, putting the Blood Council in a weak position and gaining sympathy."
A wise light flashed in Stefan's eyes. He was very confident that any young man with a sense of justice and noble morals would fall into such a routine.
The good character possessed by those heroes is actually their biggest weakness and a flaw that can be exploited!
Gaitaro, who was listening silently, wanted to add a sentence at this time, that Superman killed without blinking an eye, and there was no mercy at all from him.
"Ha, what a boring suggestion."
Elena sneered.
"Have you forgotten that Superman came down from the battlefield, and his hands were stained with the blood of countless people?"
"Benevolence, morality, and a sense of justice... are all impossible to embody in him."
The charming female elder lifted her hair, leaned forward, deliberately exposing a bottomless white ditch, and said with a charming smile: "The best way to deal with human beings is to arouse their inner desires and use them to manipulate them. their behavior."
"The more powerful the individual, the stronger the desire to possess, and Superman is no exception."
"He has so many lovers, so he must be very fond of beauty."
"I don't mind sacrificing myself and paying for my appearance. Anyway, it's all for the survival of the family and the parliament!"
Stefan looked indifferent, turning a blind eye to the beautiful scenery in front of him, and said bluntly: "I don't know why you want to expose your lactation organs. This will certainly arouse human beings' fascination with motherhood and secrete hormones and male hormones."
"But from Superman's point of view, it may just be a pile of useless fat. The bigger it is, the more cumbersome it will be."
"The simplest example is that we are both elder vampires, and I move much faster than you."
"Elena, the lactation organ you are so proud of will only become a burden that drags you down."
"And with all due respect, as you age, you are not as competitive as those younger women in terms of elasticity, firmness and roundness."
"If Superman is really passionate about women, he has so many choices and there is no need to fall in love with an older woman who is over 300 years old."
“…”
Stefan's blunt words were like a sharp strike from a knife, cutting Elena down to only a trace of residual blood.
The smile on the latter's face froze, and he was about to retort when he heard the sound of an explosion from above.
boom!
A dark red afterimage hit like a cannonball.
Gravel rained down, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.
Those cold eyes, shining with red light, slowly swept across the entire place.
"Are you talking about me?" (End of chapter)