American comics: You're asked to fish, but you catch a Superman template?

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As a child, Billy Batson was clearly not suited to this kind of life: he was a troubled youth who had committed petty theft and fraud, and grew up to be an orphan who moved between different families and never found a true home.

He was like a homeless child, willful and unruly, unwilling to interact with people, and often did some unusual things. But if he had any extraordinary qualities, it would be his kindness towards animals.

Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, Billy delivers food to two lame stray cats living by the ditch. He has been doing this for three years. It's hard to imagine that this would happen to a troubled teenager, but he did it.

Today is his third day in his new home. The new home is different from his previous one; it is full of adopted orphans and two disabled people. His adoptive parents are a middle-aged couple who are very friendly and you can tell they care a lot about these children. But this has nothing to do with Billy; he just wants to find his lost mother.

After school in the afternoon, Billy, who had a dark circle under his left eye, wandered aimlessly through the streets. The nearest taxi driver couldn't bear to see him like that, so he offered to drive Billy home.

The taxi drove aimlessly through the dark streets, a black shadow appearing and disappearing in the distance. Billy instinctively closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he found himself in a dimly lit hall.

Billy was startled and instinctively took a step back.

"Don't be nervous, child."

"What's your name?"

A hoarse voice came from behind him, and Billy quickly turned around: at the foot of the steps, where there were seven stone benches, an old man with white hair was staring at him.

"who are you?"

You can call me Shazam.

The old man pointed to the crystal ball and said, "Look, child, look."

For some reason, Billy noticed that upon looking at the crystal ball, the seven demonic eagles beside him opened their eyes, which glowed red. Whispers filled with negative emotions flooded Billy's mind, and the allure of the devil echoed in his ears. Billy's eyes involuntarily lost focus, and he reached out his right hand, as if in a trance, to touch the crystal ball.

A strong sense of disappointment flashed in the old man's eyes. With a wave of his staff, the seven golems closed their eyes simultaneously, and Billy snapped out of his daze.

"They, the sculptures, them."

Come, child, forget about today.

"Wait a moment"

Billy snapped, “Who are you? Where am I? Am I dreaming?”

"The dream is over, it's time for you to go back."

"Wait, answer me first, are you the legendary god?"

The old man initially intended to use magic to send him back, but remembering the situation on the street, he suddenly changed his mind: he decided to give the boy another chance.

"I am a wizard, not a god."

wizard?

Billy exclaimed excitedly, "So you can do magic tricks! Can you do me a favor?"

"What's the deal?"

"Please help me find my mother. I got separated from her at an amusement park when I was little, and I've been looking for her all these years. Can you help me?"

The old man looked a bit strange.

Are you an orphan?

Billy nodded silently.

The old man smiled: the boy hadn't passed the test, but the light in his eyes captivated Shazam.

"Tell me what you've been through all these years." "If you tell me the truth, I'll teach you how to find your mother."

Chapter 1530 Shazam the Thunder and Three Conditions

In the dimly lit hall, an old man and a young boy sat on the steps, engaging in a dialogue that has spanned thousands of years.

Shazam lives in the age of gods thousands of years ago. He doesn't understand what Billy is talking about—newspapers, toys, and superheroes—but he can sense the heart of a child.

Sincerity, purity, and kindness are extremely rare.

In order to find his mother, Billy told her everything that had happened over the years, including the shameful things he had done, such as stealing hamburgers and change; the old man did not seem unhappy, because he had also been an orphan and knew the pain of hunger.

The conversation lasted for an hour before it ended.

Billy looked at the old man anxiously: "I've told you everything, can you teach me magic to find my mother?"

Shazam laughed, as if a huge boulder had been thrown out; he felt an unprecedented joy.

"Child, pick me up."

Billy quickly helped the old man up. The old man and the young man walked to the stone bench. The old man picked up his staff and solemnly placed it in front of him. The young man also sat down on the bench.

"for you".

Encouragingly, Billy hesitated for a moment before slowly extending his hands. The instant his fingertips touched the staff, an unimaginable image flashed through his mind. In a daze, he saw six enormous figures:

On the golden throne of the eleventh king sat a king with a full head of white hair. His gaze was exceptionally deep, as if it could penetrate the universe and see the origin of the world. This was the wisdom of Solomon.

Amidst the raging flames, a muscular giant, with muscles as large as marble, wrestles with a monster, his fists radiating divine power that can pierce mountains and block seas.

A mountain peak slowly rises from the vast desert, and beneath it is a giant covered in crystal, carrying the towering mountain from one end of the world to the other. This is the eternal God.

Above the dark, cloud-covered sky, a towering figure emerged from a dense bolt of lightning. His voice was like a thunderclap, his eyes like divine swords, and with each breath he could cause a storm. Zeus's divine power shook the heavens.

On the battlefield filled with the smoke of gunpowder, an army of countless monsters stormed into the city-state. At the moment the city walls collapsed, a baby was born, Achilles, a fearless warrior whose bravery brought light to the darkest of times.

A figure appeared on the far side of the turbulent sea, and disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds the next second, piercing through the storm, facing the waves, and skimming across the ocean ravaged by the storm.

Multicolored light flowed down the staff into Billy's body, carrying the blessings of the six gods and unimaginable power.

After a while, the light gradually dimmed.

The old man's face grew even paler, but Billy was at a loss: he felt that there was something still in the old man's mind, but he couldn't remember it.

"Go back, child, and learn to control your power."

"Remember, be a good person."

When he regained consciousness, Billy was already back in the driver's seat, and the radio was still broadcasting the previous road conditions. He glanced at the time and saw that only a few seconds had passed.

Billy was completely stunned. He had talked to the old man for over an hour, but in reality, only a few seconds had passed.

Is it a dream?

...

The boy left the meeting room, leaving behind unfamiliar footsteps.

Thank you for not interrupting me.

"should"

Diana laughed and said, "The boy is cute, but too young."

He will grow up someday.

You might not be able to wait.

Diana muttered, "Your heartbeat is weak, so I don't think you'll live much longer."

"I've lived long enough, it's time for me to go."

The old man looked up, carefully examining the woman before him. Sensing the light in her eyes, he couldn't help but sigh and say...

Unfortunately, you're too late.

Diana shook her head, her smile fading. "I don't want to be your heir. My name is Diana Prince, I come from the Amazons, and I am the daughter of the current Amazon King Hippolyte."

The old man's eyes widened even more: "You..."

Diana took out her gold chain.

"You must recognize him!"

"The Lasso of Truth"

The old man was startled again: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

“Through a crystal ball, I found the hall from the Colosseum and discovered the Amazonian records in a storeroom there.” The man looked at the seven chairs.

"Were those chairs for Amazonians to sit on?"

The old man nodded: "For a long time, the Amazons played the role of messengers of the Olympian gods and always had a place in the Eternal Council."

Diana continued, "How the gods disappeared."

"I have no idea"

"How could you, as the leader of the Eternal Council, not know the whereabouts of the gods?"

The old man closed his eyes, no longer having the strength to speak.

Diana frowned thoughtfully and said in a low voice

"I want to know the secrets of the Eternal Stone."

The old man's lips twitched. "You want the Stone of Eternity?"

Diana nodded, not wanting to hide it, and then

"It needs to be saved; both I and my friends need it."

Who are your friends?

"A bunch of incredible guys, we created a team to protect the Earth, called the Justice League."