Ron Comes Clean

"No, is he really him?!" Ralph replied instinctively.

He shouldn't have acted this way, but in the illusion, his ego was more active than ever before; it was perhaps the first time in his life that he had truly embraced his ego.

Upon hearing this, Kate sensed Ron's emotions again and discovered that although he felt guilty, he was more confident than anything else; he was 100% confident in Ron Weasley.

And his anxiety about Ralph liking him.

Then

Kate said earnestly, "Mr. Riddle, you can't deny someone's identity just because Mr. Weasley likes women."

When Ralph heard that his friendship with Ron was being misunderstood as love, he finally came to his senses.

"No, I don't admit it," Ralph, still not changing his mind.

Now that he'd been exposed, he started to give up entirely.

"Ralph," Ron took a deep breath, "This is a twisted love. Forget about me."

Ralph: Kent Gru! I'm going to fucking kill you!

Suddenly, a student in the crowd raised his hand and pointed at the two people.

"I've found the vulnerability; this must be an illusion."

Kate:

However, she never expected that she would encounter a home invasion while she was teaching a class.

Someone actually dared to provoke the world's number one Mind Stone ability user.

Super High School, Top Floor.

The blond boy draped in the Stars and Stripes stopped at the corner.

Why did you stop me?

The blond boy raised an eyebrow. "Your body seems to be in heat. I'm not someone you can conquer, Becca Butcher."

"Why don't you give it a try?" The brown-haired woman half-squatted down, tied her hair up, and looked up into those deep blue eyes. "How would you know?"

While moving your right hand from side to side on your cheek, your tongue makes a synchronized movement on your cheek, puffing out slightly.

"You're too old," the boy stepped back, dodging the pointing finger, "And not pretty enough."

Call--

Before the woman could feel anger or shame, she discovered that the boy had already disappeared from the spot.

Looking up in the direction the wind was blowing, all that could be seen in the sky was a single black dot.

"What?"

Seeing Starlight suddenly stand up.

The Tyke Knight, whose insight was almost mind-reading, frowned. "The plan failed? [Black]? Becca Butcher, oh, her, [Homelander] didn't agree?"

"You guessed right. Hmm~" Starlight slammed her fist on the table, venting her anger.

The long table, made of high-strength alloy, was hammered into the stone floor, leaving its mark.

"They say Homelander just like her type."

"They say that back then, with just a flick of her wrist, the strongest man on Earth couldn't wait to take the bait, and they spent three passionate hours in the office!"

"And what happened? It was all a lie!"

"It's all fake!"

Starlight was so vulnerable not only because the plan had failed, but also because Homelander had not been so easily seduced by Becca Butcher as she had imagined in reality.

This sparked a thought she was unwilling to admit: could it be that the dream was actually reality, and what they considered reality was the dream?

But if that's really the case.

Everything she did, her hands stained with blood.

The Stormfront rolled its eyes.

She saw through Starlight's thoughts.

But this little girl is far more formidable than the real-life girl, and she is their strongest asset.

She could only soften her voice and say things she herself didn't want to believe, "Perhaps it's because in this false reality, Homelander's family is perfect? He no longer craves maternal love, and therefore is no longer interested in maternal women like me and Becca."

"He prefers young and beautiful girls, like you?"

"Me like this?" Starlight regained her composure, partly due to surprise, but more so because of the guilt she felt for betraying Hughie stemming from the fleeting attraction she had felt for Homelander.

"I'm not particularly pretty. At most, my eyes light up during orgasm, which might pique his interest."

You bitch, you really want to do it yourself?

Stormfront thought to himself, then said, "What I mean is, since Becca Butcher is useless now, why not use her to provoke Billy Butcher and make use of her? Also, do you have any suitable candidates on your side? You're mainly responsible for contacting those undercover Awakened Ones, are there any pretty and young ones among them?"

Starlight paused for a moment and said, "If we're talking about looks, Maeve isn't pretty enough."

Stormfront's expression stiffened. She knew how Homelander viewed Maeve —the best and most perfect mother for his offspring. She feigned joy, "Maeve is one of us too?"

"Of course not." Starlight shook her head. "Although she woke up, she preferred this dream, where she could be with her girlfriend Dadi. Most importantly, her girlfriend also took [Compound V], which satisfied her Superman physique."

"I knew it! These kinds of people are all morons, freaks who should be sent to concentration camps!" Stormfront relaxed.

Of course, she felt that Starlight couldn't find a suitable partner, and in her opinion, she was the most compatible with Homelander.

Only a woman with exceptional skills and a wealth of historical experience like her is suitable for him.

Yawn--

High in the sky, a Stormfront was stirred up, blowing away thousands of clouds and bringing a downpour to Yellowstone National Park.

The one who caused this rainstorm, a boy in a dark blue battle robe and draped in the Stars and Stripes — Homelander Li Lin— rubbed his nose and hovered in mid-air.

There are always treacherous subjects trying to harm me!

This time is different from the last; it's just that something disgusting will appear in front of me again.

The last time this happened, he found Stormfront landing naked in front of him from the sky, which disgusted him so much that he forgot to finish her off.

Could it be that this dog is eyeing him again?

If we're talking about Stormfront looking as beautiful as the fake Stormfront in Walter Reed's movies, like the Dean Lessie, that would be acceptable.

But.

Beep beep—

The sticker-like phone screen that suddenly lit up on the back of his hand diverted some of his attention.

"[Black]?"

"Are you planning to leave the Seven and return to pay for your blood debts?"

"Have you heard? There are open spots in the Seven again!"

"Great! Who do you think will be able to get in?"

"Iceman? Strong Spider? Shadowcat? Or Magneto?"

"I think it's Magneto. Just like the previous the Polarity Man, this ability is more useful in a city full of steel, and he can better serve as a superhero to protect the city."

The previously popular "Golden Boy", "The Deep", and "Two-Face" have become relics of the past.

They are indeed very strong, already at the top among A-level heroes, almost S-level.

But they are not.

However, at this moment, the focus of all the students' conversations was not on the Seven.

All eyes were on the two of them.

Peter finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Enough, you two!"

"We are a team."

"We must save the world!"

"You come from the same world, can't you talk things out?"

Ralph suddenly looked up, "No!"

He, usually so calm, was now incredibly agitated, his hand trembling as he pointed at Ron. "He's a fake, a murderer, he's not even human, he's... a fucking Skrull, Transfiguration!"

"You know?" Ron's voice trembled.

"You know?" Ralph was equally startled. He was the one who had personally manipulated Ron's memories that didn't belong to him. How could Ron remember that he was Skrull?

If this is a characteristic of the Skrull, he himself is half Skrull and knows it very well.

"I fucking used [Obliviate] on you! Wait, are you Super-Skrull?"

"Are you Skrull?" Loki understood Ralph's meaning; he also knew of this race and looked at Ron with interest.

"Another alien?" The Invisible Woman's eyes lit up, thinking that if Reed were here, he would be trembling with excitement.

Magneto and Shadowcat exchanged a glance, and for the first time, they realized that Mutants were nothing special.

After all, there were two aliens in front of them.

"What's wrong with me?" Ron was shocked at first, then a little delighted. "I'm Super-Skrull?"

Having possessed the Skrull Kent, he knew the power of the Super-Skrull.

If that's the case, he would essentially possess the power of a monkey version of Cosmic Knight Li Lin.

You can become the other person and possess their power!

"You don't even know it yourself?" Ralph couldn't help but swear.

What left him speechless was that this lizardman's way of speaking and thinking was just like Ron's.

Peter roughly pieced together the information. "So, Ron isn't actually Ron. He's the murderer who killed your friend Ron, and ended up looking like your friend Ron. After you discovered this, you erased his memories that weren't Ron's. But this fake Ron, because he's Super-Skrull, regained the memories that were erased?"

"That's it." Ralph's gaze toward Ron was filled with Killing Intent, but softened when he looked at Peter. "As expected, you're just as clever no matter which world you're in."

"I'm not the murderer," Ron defended himself. "I just became Ron."

"Even if you weren't the one who killed him, you won't fare much better," Ralph said. "I will definitely kill you after the mission is complete."

Seeing that Ralph was serious, Ron, who had originally wanted to hide his background, had no choice but to lay it all out. He didn't want to lose Ralph as a friend, especially after discovering that Ralph only had friendship with him and wasn't like Dumbledore.

"Actually."

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After hearing Ron's explanation, Ralph's first reaction was regret.

He regretted making a big fuss about it, which allowed others to learn more detailed information about the Behind-the-Scenes God.

Then came the dilemma, because the magic that Ron demonstrated, which no Skrull would ever possess, proved that this Ron indeed Ron, just from another world.

If only this were a fake, he could kill without any scruples.

Finally, there is joy: resurrection is possible, Behind-the-Scenes God will truly grant wishes, according to the wisher's true thoughts, rather than distorting the wisher's wishes like the devil in fairy tales.

The others, including Loki, were more engrossed in the bizarre and fantastical worlds Ron described.

And she developed feelings of jealousy towards Harry and his friends.

So the former Champion had it so easy, not even having to compete for a spot.

They immediately give you a [Magic Immortal Artifact] and a magical spirit transformation that grants you a second life of immortality.

Thinking about this, the [Compound V] that was about to be delivered didn't seem so appealing anymore.

And four Champion only mean four spots?

The group has begun selecting teammates that they deem suitable.

Kitty Pryde was chosen by everyone without prior agreement.

She can start over indefinitely, and having successfully completed her mission, she is indispensable in everyone's eyes.

Loki, on the other hand, is a complete counterexample.

Apart from Magneto, who is known for his strength and wants him as a teammate, everyone else unanimously excluded him from the list because he is not from Earth.

Loki himself, as if by telepathy, included Magneto on his list, and secondly, because of Thor, he chose Ralph.

Because Ron was too threatening to him, during the break after the mission, he had the advantage of the live streaming platform, which allowed him to receive help from the four Cosmic Knights.

As for Ron, he relied entirely on the closeness of their relationship. First, his best friend was Peter, who was also Harry's best friend, and then Ralph.

There's one thing on Loki's list that doesn't match.

Of the seven, only the Invisible Woman did not complete her list. She was a "go with the flow" type and only chose Kitty Pryde, leaving the remaining two spots to chance.

Knock knock knock—

"The medicine has arrived." Ron stood up.

"Open it?" I took the medicine box from the masked deliveryman.

"This is [Compound V]?" Peter looked at the medicine in his hand, which looked exactly like a blue glass bead and even felt the same texture, and felt a little creeped out.

"Is there an instruction manual?" Magneto asked cautiously. "Just swallow it? A drug that turns ordinary people into superhumans, without needing any additional supplements?"

The Invisible Woman shook her head. "Absolutely not. All the energy needed for the modification is concentrated in this little ball."

Kitty Pryde raised a question, "Are they all custom-made based on our genes? Although even squid can use this thing, Ron and Loki are aliens, and the difference between them and ordinary people is greater than that between them and ants."

"The Skrull's Transfiguration is at the genetic level," Ron said.

The Invisible Woman was somewhat surprised. "You guys didn't do any research? The most amazing thing about [Compound V] is its universality; it works on any carbon-based life form."

"Unless the Asgardian are silicon-based beings, there is absolutely no possibility of anything going wrong."

"Not including me." Loki became inexplicably proud. "I am a sorcerer, the wisest god in Asgard. Of course I know that, otherwise I would have refused when the red-haired brat was exchanging potions."

After he learned of the strength of his Homelander, he put aside his pride.

The idea of using [Compound V] was conceived.

The patience and cooperation we showed during today's physical education test were also due to this.

Everything was for the sake of the mission.

To become a true Asgardian!

If he were his biological son, he would have been raised by the Father God Warriors, rather than being taught magic by his mother.

The strange habit of preferring to use knives over magic also stems from this.

He wanted to become a warrior wielding swords and spears, the heir to Asgard, the next god-king!

"Then let's begin."

Ron swallowed the potion in one gulp.