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Roger returned to the police station with no particular emotions, while Luna appeared tense. Knowing Roger's identity and with her sharp intuition, she had already deduced the reason why the police wanted to speak with him.
Worried that she might accidentally say something inappropriate, her nervousness only deepened.
Roger, on the other hand, remained calm, as though he had no fear of his identity being exposed. He behaved as if he were attending a routine conversation.
And it was indeed just that—a routine conversation. Officer Chris had called it an invitation, and he treated it as such.
Instead of bringing them to the interrogation room, Officer Chris led them to the reception room and even prepared coffee for them, avoiding any behavior resembling an interrogation.
Roger glanced down at the coffee cup before raising his head to ask Officer Chris, "Officer, just get to the point. I have other things to do."
"Don't worry, this won't take too much time. But before that, I'd like you both to watch a few videos."
Officer Chris signaled to his subordinate with a glance.
Detective Brown understood immediately, pulling out a tablet and placing it in front of them.
Roger and Luna played the videos prepared on the device. Upon seeing them, Luna's expression shifted. She instinctively glanced at Roger.
The footage showed a figure flying across the screen. Judging by the individual's features, they bore a striking resemblance to Roger.
Luna's reaction did not go unnoticed by Officer Chris, who scrutinized both individuals, waiting for their response.
Roger, with his super senses always active, sighed and said, "Just ask your questions."
"In that case, I'll be straightforward, Mr. Roger. The person in the video—is that you?"
"It's me."
Roger admitted without hesitation.
Luna, who had assumed Roger would deny it, stared at him in disbelief.
Weren't they supposed to keep this secret? Why confess now?
Even Officer Chris hadn't expected such a direct admission and was momentarily at a loss for how to proceed.
Seeing their reactions, Roger asked, "What's the matter? Didn't you already have solid evidence before bringing me here?"
"That's true, but… I didn't expect you to admit it so quickly, Mr. Roger."
"There's no point in hiding it anymore. I assume you're already aware of what happened in San Francisco. Otherwise, you wouldn't have waited until now to approach me."
Roger spoke with a calm tone.
The police had likely been monitoring him for a while. Roger had sensed someone watching him long ago but had chosen to remain silent.
....
This wasn't about the Hulk—he had only recently appeared. Even with the fastest intelligence networks, there was no way they could know about events across the states within an hour.
Instead, they were likely aware of Roger's playful encounter with fighter jets and the incident involving the Lizard and Spider-Man.
Roger had deliberately handed over the Lizard to the Authorities, partly to prepare them psychologically. It wasn't surprising that they had now connected the dots to his identity.
Officer Chris let out a long breath, rubbing his temples as he flipped through a file on the desk.
Although he had mentally prepared himself, hearing Roger openly confirm that he was the flying figure in the video still felt surreal to Officer Chris.
Brown, however, was excited and eagerly asked, "So, you're really a superhero? You can fly? Shoot lasers from your eyes? And you fought fighter jets—"
"Brown!"
Seeing Brown about to spill everything, Officer Chris interrupted with a sharp rebuke.
Meanwhile, Luna looked at Roger with a peculiar expression. "...Fighter jets?"
"Ahem. That was just some harmless fun. Don't worry; they didn't know it was me—I was wearing a mask."
"Well, Mr. Roger, let's get to the point."
Clearing his throat, Officer Chris composed himself and asked, "May I ask… are you an alien?"
"No. And you can ask the others to come in. Since you suspect I'm a superhero, you should also know what my abilities are."
Roger glanced toward the wall.
Behind that wall was the surveillance room, where several people were nervously monitoring the conversation.
Since Roger had already revealed his identity, there was no need for them to hide. It would be better to address everything directly.
Given the current situation, relying on just Roger, two Avengers, and a tagalong to face the potential arrival of other movie characters or Darkseid's army was impractical.
The ensuing conversation was straightforward. Roger shared the truth about his dimensional travels with the state-assigned specialists handling the matter.
He didn't hold back, openly discussing his hypotheses about the existing rules and roles of these arrivals. After all, Roger needed the state's assistance, and transparency was essential for building mutual trust.
By designating Officer Chris as his sole point of contact, the discussion concluded.
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"I didn't think you'd reveal everything so easily," Luna said in surprise as they left the police station.
Roger replied nonchalantly, "There's no point in hiding it now. With more movie characters showing up, the world is bound to change. If the government isn't prepared, the losses could be massive. And besides…"
Roger sighed, looking off into the distance as he added, "…We could use some funding."
"Don't tell me you spilled everything just for financial support!"
"That's only part of it! My primary concern is the world's safety!" Roger replied, his tone brimming with virtuous.
Watching his earnest expression, Luna's eye twitched. She became even more convinced that Roger's cooperation with the government was largely motivated by money.
That said, working with the state wasn't a bad deal. They would provide funding, intelligence support, and convenience, allowing Roger and his group to live openly without the need to hide.
Most importantly, Luna wouldn't have to attend classes anymore, and Roger wouldn't have to worry about finding a job. The government would handle their living expenses, leaving them to focus solely on dealing with potential movie-world arrivals.
This had been one of Roger's considerations as well. As more familiar faces arrived, it would become increasingly difficult to maintain secrecy.
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"Alright, so from now on… all we have to do is wait?"
With a weight lifted off her chest, Luna tilted her head and asked Roger.
Roger nodded, "Yep. Now, we just wait."
Roger's revelation had drawn significant government attention. Seeing Spider-Man and the Hulk alongside him left even the most skeptical officials with no choice but to believe.
As the state mobilized to gather intelligence on potential movie characters worldwide, they acquired and upgraded Roger's warehouse into a fully equipped base.
Materials and equipment needed by Peter and Banner arrived promptly, and in return, Banner began teaching state researchers about Marvel's advanced technology, sharing everything from development to application.
This mutually beneficial arrangement accelerated Roger's preparations, leading to two leads on potential movie characters within days.
One was in North America, where the individual's identity remained uncertain, though the signs suggested their arrival.
The other was in Germany, where the identity was clear.
"Magneto. Erik… A troublesome one," Roger muttered as he read the intelligence report while flying to Germany.
This Magneto was from the X-Men series' newer timeline—the one who had lost his wife and daughter, a man driven by tragedy.
Erik had already started searching for someone named Bryan Singer.
While this name might not ring a bell to many, he was the director of the X-Men films—a key figure in shaping Magneto's tragic backstory.
Clearly, Magneto sought Singer out of revenge or perhaps as a desperate attempt to reverse his family's fate.
"Magneto's quite the 'showman,' isn't he?" Roger thought as he arrived in Germany, effortlessly tracking Magneto.
His path was littered with destroyed vehicles and debris—German defenses were no match for his magnetic powers.
After his confrontation with Apocalypse, Magneto's abilities had been fully awakened. He could manipulate magnetic fields globally, making him nearly unstoppable.
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When Roger found him, Magneto was already crossing Germany's borders.
Flying was a slow and crude method, but without official documents or plane tickets, Magneto had no other options.
"Erik, stop."
Roger descended in front of him, blocking his path. "It's me, Roger. Do you remember me?"
"Roger?"
Magneto scrutinized Roger but didn't recognize him. He didn't attack immediately, instead saying, "Step aside."
"Calm down, will you? Let's find a place to grab some coffee and have a chat first?" Roger smiled.
However, Magneto, already consumed by rage, wasn't in the mood to listen. Seeing Roger standing in his way, Magneto didn't bother with words. He raised his hand and aimed it at Roger.
In an instant, the surrounding magnetic field shifted. Hidden metals beneath the ground and various debris surged toward Roger like a massive tidal wave.
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