That's not a big deal; Hawking can afford minor losses. The three of them now have superstar treatment; they can earn a lot of money just by taking some time to shoot commercials and endorse products.
Also, Osborn Industries is now transitioning to produce various clothes, dolls, and other products featuring their images, and the shared profits are also very high.
Worst case, he could personally use the Repairing Spell to fix it. If the damage was too great, he would load the Harry Potter template to further enhance the Repairing Spell's effect.
"Have you thought about how to rescue them?"
Halfway there, Peter, who was behind them, asked loudly.
Jessica looked back at Peter, a little confused:
"That's not simple. We board the plane, take out those Terrorists, then I drag the plane down. You see, Superman does it like that in the comics!"
"That won't work. Superman can emit a force field to protect the plane; we can't do that. And there's no footing in the air. Even if the two of you can fly and hold up the plane, the plane will still break apart in the end, and the passengers won't survive at all."
As a gifted university student, Peter, of course, understood such simple physics.
Some things cannot be taken for granted; otherwise, good intentions will only lead to bad outcomes.
Hawking heard their conversation and interjected with a smile, "Peter is right. In the future, when saving people, you must think more carefully. But don't worry, I have a way to solve it."
Compared to Jessica, Peter was much more reliable in his actions. He almost always completed his missions well and didn't cause damage, which Jessica was less good at.
Based on the location reported by the news, the three quickly found the passenger plane flying towards New York over the sea.
"Alohomora!"
When they flew level with the cabin door, Hawking instantly opened it with a lock-picking spell. The three of them, working in tacit understanding, rushed into the plane, then quickly took down the Terrorists who were holding passengers hostage with guns.
"Spider-Man, Golden Flash, Flying Valkyrie!"
Seeing the three appear, the passengers screamed and then started taking pictures with their phones.
Helping the Police fight crime, taking commercials, endorsements, shooting sexy and cool photo shoots, and various commercial promotions, they were even more famous and popular than Hollywood stars.
Because Armor Hero was previously disliked by Wanda, he changed his title to "Golden Flash" when the company was founded.
However, for the public, which title to call him depended entirely on personal preference; it was him either way.
However, just as Hawking and the other two had dealt with the four Terrorists in the cabin, several gunshots immediately rang out from the cockpit ahead.
Hawking quickly led Peter and Jessica into the cockpit.
At this time, in the cockpit, the captain and co-pilot had already been shot dead, and the last Terrorist had also committed suicide.
However, what was even more troublesome was that the plane's control panel had been damaged by that last Terrorist and was emitting black smoke, clearly making normal flight impossible.
"What should we do?"
Jessica frowned at the sight.
"Small problem, Repairing Spell!"
Hawking directly used a Repairing Spell to restore the control panel, then asked Peter:
"Can you fly a plane?"
"No, I can only try to use the auxiliary system to maintain its current flight."
Peter immediately shook his head. He was only good at studying, but that didn't mean he could fly a plane; that required professional personnel.
"Jessica, go comfort the passengers.
Peter, use the intercom to contact the control tower, tell them the current situation, and have them prepare a captain who can fly the plane. I'll go down and pick him up."
Hawking quickly instructed Peter and Jessica, then flew out of the cabin door.
In fact, he could also use a shrinking spell to shrink all the passengers one by one and take them out of the plane, but that would damage the plane, and the job wouldn't be done neatly. Moreover, continuously casting the shrinking spell more than two hundred times would also be very tiring.
As for the two killed captains and co-pilots, there was nothing he could do. He wasn't God; he couldn't save everyone every time. Save them if he could, and if not, it wasn't a big problem.
If some haters appeared, he could let Green Goblin's PR department handle it; they were very good at that.
Many things, if expressed from a different angle, would elicit a very different public reaction; it mainly depended on how they were said.
It's like if you ask a priest if you can smoke while praying and confessing, he certainly wouldn't agree. But if you tell him you want to pray and confess while smoking, then the priest's answer might be different.
The same thing, different expressions, completely different effects—this is the role of public relations.
"Whoosh!"
Hawking's internal qi was fully unleashed, pushing the speed of Bukujutsu to its limit, and he quickly arrived at the designated control tower.
He had fully mastered Bukujutsu four months ago, but with his current strength, even flying at full power, he wasn't as fast as kinto'un.
Moreover, he wouldn't fly at full speed unless necessary.
Because it consumed too much qi!
With his current combat power of less than two hundred, he couldn't compare to Goku in the Saiyan saga, and his amount of qi was certainly limited.
When Raditz attacked, Goku, with his limit of over nine hundred combat power, still habitually used kinto'un to fly. This was because kinto'un was faster than his own Bukujutsu at that time and didn't consume his internal qi.
"This captain is willing to go up and help!"
Hawking had just made a cool Superhero landing when several Police officers brought an old man who looked to be around fifty years old and quickly walked over.
He comforted the somewhat nervous old man, saying, "Sir, don't be nervous. The plane has been repaired. You just need to control it to land normally." He immediately used a shrinking spell to shrink the old man, held him in his hand for protection, and then quickly flew towards the plane over the open sea.
"That's truly amazing!"
The surrounding Police, staff, and reporters were also somewhat dumbfounded by this scene. To be able to shrink a person to the size of a palm—such an ability had never been heard of before.
Returning to the plane again, he removed the shrinking spell from the captain. Soon, under the captain's skilled control, the plane entered a normal flight trajectory and landed safely at the nearest airport.
And what greeted them were the cheers of the crowd and flashing lights.
Peter and Jessica, already accustomed to it, immediately followed Hawking and started their public appearances.
Cooperating with public appearances to enhance the company's influence and gain recognition from more ordinary people, to facilitate their daily actions—this was the principle of conduct Hawking had established from the beginning. Hawking himself took the lead, so they had no reason to refuse.
Moreover, with their hoods and masks on, no one knew their identities, so it didn't really matter.
"Mr. Golden, what do you have to say about this operation?"
Watching Eddie push to the front, Hawking took his microphone and spoke into the camera:
"Although everyone was saved, I am deeply regretful because when we arrived, the captain and co-pilot had already been killed by Terrorists.
Therefore, I sincerely hope the government can further cooperate with our company and notify us immediately after an incident occurs, so perhaps tragedies will not happen.
Finally, I hope that other people on Earth with special abilities, if you wish to join our great cause, please come to xxx Street, xxx number to participate in the interview selection. We welcome you to join the Hero Alliance!"
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