[Ten Minutes Ago]
"Hans, check my hair. It's not messy, right?"
"Looks great, sir. You're ready to go on camera at any time."
Not far from the mansion belonging to the "TNT Twins," an interview van was parked.
Inside the interview van, reporter Batalon was fixing his appearance, while cameraman Hans pointed the camera at the mansion of the "TNT Twins."
Through the camera, Hans zoomed in and looked through one of the windows.
Through the window, he saw some restricted scenes in the living room.
"Mr. Batalon, is the big news you were talking about this party held by the 'TNT Twins'?"
Leaving the camera to record on its own, Hans turned back to look at Batalon, a reporter in his forties who was handsome and still popular with women.
Batalon turned around and said, "Maybe."
"This is a tip I got from a woman."
The cameraman asked curiously, "Which woman?"
Batalon said quietly, "Miss Angelina."
"She told me that if we kept an eye on the 'TNT Twins,' there would be big news."
"Otherwise, why do you think we've been staking out this place for the past few days?"
Hans laughed, "Then we really did find big news this time. With such a chaotic party, once it's broadcast, the 'TNT Twins' will definitely be condemned."
Batalon rubbed his chin and said, "Although this party is a hot topic, it doesn't count as big news to me."
"Besides, given Ms. Angelina's position, how would she pay attention to this kind of dirty business?"
"There must be something more to it."
"Hans, do you know how to become an excellent reporter?"
Hans casually replied, "By being handsome enough?"
"No."
Batalon stroked his neat little mustache, "It's patience."
"An excellent reporter needs to have enough patience. Only then can you dig up big news."
"The first big news of my life came when I hid in a sewer for three days and three nights, and in the end it let me—"
Before Batalon could finish, a deafening explosion suddenly came from outside the vehicle, from the villa of the "TNT Twins."
The violent shaking knocked Batalon onto the ground. He froze for a moment, then jumped up and shouted, "Big news!"
"This is the big news Ms. Angelina was talking about!"
"Quick, Hans."
"Get the camera out!"
"Come with me!"
Batalon burst out with a vitality that did not belong to someone his age. At this moment, he was so excited that it was as if he were back when he had first gotten onto the bed of the girl he loved.
He rushed out of the interview van and looked toward the mansion of the "TNT Twins." The mansion where the party had been held looked as though it had suffered an armed attack.
The house had already become a ruin. Flames and thick smoke fought to surge upward, while people wearing revealing clothes, some without even a scrap of clothing to cover themselves, staggered or crawled out of the ruins.
"My foot, my foot is gone."
"Help! My hand is broken."
"Oh God, my baby is gone. How am I supposed to live?"
The scene looked like a living hell.
Everyone here was covered in blood.
Those with lighter injuries had only lost their hands or feet.
Those who were more seriously injured had large areas of burns on their bodies.
And no one knew how many people had been buried in the ruins.
At this moment, Cameraman Hans charged forward with the camera on his shoulder, but Batalon grabbed him.
"Where are you going?", Batalon shouted.
Hans asked in confusion, "Sir, weren't we going to report from the scene?"
Batalon shook his head, "We can't go there, unless you want to die."
He pointed at the ruins in the distance, "There are quite a few superhumans there, and such a devastating explosion just happened. The danger may not be over yet."
"Remember, an excellent reporter needs to have a sense for danger."
"Otherwise, you'll only be able to continue being a reporter in heaven."
"We'll stay here. You just need to film the scene."
"We'll worry about the post-production after we get back."
"Eh? That person is…"
At this moment, Batalon saw someone walk out of the ruins.
After such a devastating explosion, this person was completely unharmed, so Batalon noticed him as soon as he appeared.
Looking at the man, who was clearly wearing some kind of uniform and was also equipped with a shield, Batalon suddenly cried out softly, "It's him!"
"The superhuman villain who destroyed Midtown."
"Why is he here?"
"Did he do this?"
"He destroyed the 'TNT Twins' mansion. Did he come here to kill the 'TNT Twins'?"
His sharp news sense allowed Batalon to immediately grasp the key to the incident. He instantly moved the camera toward Soldier Boy.
"Film him!"
"Give him a close-up, Mr. Hans!"
"Big news, this is big news!"
"Thank you, Miss Angelina. She gave me such an important tip. I haven't reported big news in a long time."
"Now I'm going to become the center of attention again!"
Just as Batalon was extremely excited, his phone rang. He took it out and immediately made a "quiet" gesture toward Hans.
He answered.
"Hello, Ms. Angelina."
["Hello, Mr. Batalon. So, have you dug up any big news?"]
Batalon looked at the ruins in the distance, "Yes, Ms. Angelina."
"Big news!"
"There's big news here!"
"The superhuman villain who destroyed Midtown just blew up the 'TNT Twins' mansion!"
"If I release it, I believe it will cause a sensation throughout the city."
A soft laugh came from the phone.
["That's exactly why I'm calling you."]
["Mr. Batalon, I hope you won't release this news for the time being."]
["Tomorrow."]
["Release it after tomorrow."]
["Also, there will be a press conference at Seven Tower tomorrow morning."]
["I believe you've already received the invitation, right?"]
["You must attend."]
["After tomorrow's press conference, combined with the news you have in your hands today…"]
["I can guarantee that you will become the most talked-about reporter this year."]
["Believe me."]
Batalon froze for a moment. His sharp instincts immediately told him that tomorrow's press conference at Seven Tower would not be that simple.
"I understand, Miss Angelina."
"Thank you very much for providing me with these tips."
"If you ever need my help with anything in the future, please be sure to tell me."
Angelina gave a soft laugh, ["I will. Goodbye."]
"Goodbye."
He put down the phone.
Batalon closed his eyes.
"I feel it, Mr. Hans."
The cameraman was paying attention to the footage being recorded by the camera and casually asked, "Feel what, sir?"
Batalon opened his eyes again, "I feel that the Goddess of Luck has turned her gaze toward me."
"No!"
"Ms. Angelina is my Goddess of Luck!"
"Mr. Hans, we're going to become the center of attention throughout the city very soon!"
The cameraman asked excitedly, "Then can my salary go up a little?"
———
[At the Ruins of the Mansion]
Soldier Boy shook his head.
He finally became a little more clear-headed.
Then he saw Mallory walking toward him and spreading her hands, "I seem to remember telling you to keep a low profile."