American Comics: Starting from the Invincible Young Hero

Chapter 31 All His Property
"Finally, there's someone who isn't an idiot."

Even though the idea was nothing new, Russell nodded in approval.

At least Edgar knew what it meant to be prepared for danger in times of peace.

'The Butcher, Huey, and Soldier Boy who attacked the temporary No. 5 compound were able to suppress Homelander for a short while.

Excluding the uncontrollable Soldier Boy, if there were six or seven more temporary superhumans like Butcher and Huey, Homelander might be defeated before he even has a chance to escape?

Thinking of this, he asked calmly.

"How long will the temporary compound number five take?"

"The final product of Provisional Compound No. 5, if we don't consider resolving the issue of serious side effects that can harm the body, will probably take one and a half to two years to complete."

dong dong!

"too slow."

Russell was not happy with the time and knocked on the table.

Even though he knew that in the plot, the temporary compound No. 5 was not mass-produced in the laboratory until Edgar was overthrown, it would take this long.

"Sir, if you invest resources and hire people to expand the lab, regardless of the cost, it could probably be done in three to five months."

Edgar said through gritted teeth.

Water has always been a biopharmaceutical company. The research on Temporary Compound No. 5 is a top priority and has always been the highest level of resource investment. However, due to lack of pressure, the research is neither fast nor slow.

The main thing is that scientific research can't be done quickly.

It doesn't mean that if we invest ten times more money and manpower, the experimental project will be accelerated tenfold. There will always be a limit.

"go a head."

Ron nodded.

He knew that this was probably the fastest speed. Perhaps the resource allocation for the temporary Compound No. 5 research project in the next period of time would even temporarily affect the normal operation of other departments of Water.

But he didn't care, even though Walter had become his private property.

What's more, once the temporary compound No. 5 is developed, all costs can be recovered.

"Sir, you have met everyone on the board of directors, but there is a woman with a special identity in Walter's management..."

Edgar hesitated before turning away immediately.

"Woman...Storm?"

Ron guessed who he was talking about.

Stormfront, the wife of the founder of Vought, is an old antique who has lived from the last century to the present day. She is crazy about the theory of Aryan superior race.

"Storm is the oldest member of the Vought family. However, due to her stubbornness, paranoia, and the cruel upbringing she received since childhood, her children all fell out with her when they grew up, and eventually joined forces to expel her from the board of directors.

She has no shares left, and it is said that she has been living in seclusion in Germany for many years."

Edgar introduces the details of Storm.

The Water family doesn't care where Storm is. They wish she could hide as far away as possible, so no one knows where she lives.

"Since she originally relied on the little affection of her children and grandchildren to have influence in Walter, and her children didn't want to see her before, let alone now..."

Russell ran to many places in one breath today and controlled many people with his mind. He pinched his eyebrows with a little fatigue.

Edgar nodded in agreement, just wanting to remind his master Walter that there was such a person.

"But... still go check her out. Tell me where she is when you find her."

"Yes, sir." Russell knew that this woman would not be content. In the subsequent plot, she would come back to find her homelander under the influence of evil, trying to control him with her emotions and build an army of Aryan superhumans to conquer the world.

But Walter is already his company, and he will definitely not let the other party mess around.

Oh, about that.

Russell remembered something and narrowed his eyes.

"It seems Homelander has been leaking Compound 5 for his own selfish purposes, supporting terrorist groups and trying to create superhuman terrorists to further highlight his own importance and attract more fans."

If a superhuman villain appears, some ordinary superheroes who have been acting for too long may not be able to deal with it. Although Homelander has also been acting, his innate stats allow him to easily deal with superhuman terrorists that other superheroes cannot deal with.

"In addition, he, who has an Oedipus complex, also wants to successfully push for a bill to incorporate superheroes into the national defense system, so that the middle-aged Vought Vice President Madeline will take notice of him."

He snorted coldly.

Killing two birds with one stone, what a good plan.

But now those are his property!
It seems that Walt's superhero entering the national defense system will bring him many benefits.

But only with Compound No. 5 can superhumans exist in this world. The formula of Compound No. 5 is more important than anything else, and any leak may lead to destruction!

……

Inside the Super Seven's conference hall, the large floor-to-ceiling windows overlook the bustling streets of New York City. The morning sun shines through the glass onto the conference table inlaid with gold lines. It seems to be a beautiful day.

At the regular weekly meeting, Queen Maeve and Xuanse were all present, and Deep Sea, Starlight and the locomotive with broken legs were also called in.

Madeline walked in quickly in high heels. Her slim black business suit outlined her capable figure. She held a stack of unsigned documents in her hand. She looked at the figure in the cloak who was convening the meeting from behind, her eyes as if she was looking at a restless child.

"Homelander," she said, her voice tinged with impatience. "I have seventeen contracts waiting to be reviewed, and they better not be trivial matters."

Homelander stood in front of the French window, his back to the crowd. The golden eagle on his shoulder shone coldly in the sunlight. He did not respond to Madeline immediately, but turned around slowly with a faint smile on his lips.

"Deep sea." He called lightly, as if calling an obedient dog.

Shenhai swallowed, his fingers rubbing the cuffs of his green scaled battle suit nervously, but he still stood up obediently and pulled out a metal box from under the conference table.

"Um… well…" he stammered, his eyes flickering between Madeline and Homelander.

Confusion flashed across Maeve and the others' faces. They didn't know what the Homelanders were going to do and what was in the box.

"Open it," Homelander ordered, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

"Let them see what the Invisible Man looks like now."

The hesitant Deep Sea took a deep breath and opened the lid of the box.

A stench hit my face.

In the box, all that was left of the invisible man was a shriveled, bloody skin, and all the other flesh and organs had been corroded by strong acid, as if it were the masterpiece of a perverted killer.

Madeline's pupils suddenly contracted, and she staggered back in fear, almost knocking over the water glass on the table. The documents slipped from her fingers and scattered all over the floor.

Although she is the vice president of Vought and holds great power, with all the superheroes under her command, she sits in the office all day and has never seen such a bloody scene.

"Oh my God..." Xingguang was so scared that she stood up from her chair, covered her mouth, and her stomach was churning.

Maeve frowned, a hint of shock flashed across her eyes, but she quickly returned to her stern look.

The locomotive was sitting in a wheelchair - his legs were still in plaster and bandaged below the knees, and his face turned pale as he looked at the human skin.

This reminded him of the attack he had suffered a few days ago. He couldn't help but touch his legs which were aching. The cold, devil-like hooded figure flashed through his mind unconsciously.

"He dared to attack the members of the Super Seven. Could he... could he do it?"

(End of this chapter)