Chapter 636

Homelander suddenly laughed, and said meaningfully, "He only has one son, but his woman..."

"I think you understand what I mean!"

To be fair, Homelander's IQ is indeed quite high, although losing his superpowers has turned him into a fearful Joker.

But once he calms down and finds a breakthrough, he transforms back into that confident and capable Homelander!

Actually, this makes perfect sense.

Homelander's biggest problem is that his psychological qualities don't match his strong abilities. If events are under his control, he can act with ease, confidence, and arrogance.

But once events spiral out of his control and plan, he immediately loses his composure.

When dealing with things he had never experienced before, he was like a clueless kid, flustered and helpless, and didn't want anyone to see that he was incompetent!

Simply put, he has too little experience and doesn't know how to deal with emergencies. Furthermore, his mental state and physical resilience are inadequate, making him prone to breakdowns.

That's why they made those incredibly naive decisions!

Moreover, because he is at a loss and doesn't know how to handle the situation, when the time comes, he will choose the method he is best at—violence!

Having weathered the period of panic, helplessness, and fear that led to his emotional breakdown, Homelander seized the lifeline and regained his sense of security.

That is... Father will absolutely not let anything happen to him!

The father was simply dissatisfied with his son's performance and hoped that his son would become successful.

That's why I eliminated my own abilities, hoping to become the better, more outstanding man in his heart.

This is not punishment!

This is a test and a trial!

Therefore, the father would never allow anything to happen to him, and neither would anyone connected to the father, such as Queen Maeve or Madelyn.

If something happens to them, they won't be able to face their father.

With this understanding comes a sense of security, and with a sense of security, intelligence naturally regains its dominance!

Therefore, when facing Queen Maeve, Homelander regained his confidence and composure.

But this time, what gave him confidence wasn't his powerful superpowers, but his father!

"Make a deal?"

Homelander looked at Queen Maeve, and a wicked, arrogant smile appeared on his face again.

Queen Maeve frowned and asked, "Would you like me to make the call?"

"No!"

"It's to help me figure out how to regain my superpowers!"

Homelander initially only wanted Queen Maeve to contact her father.

But after his intelligence regained its advantage, he suddenly realized that his core problem was not to contact his father, but to regain his superpowers!

The father was determined to test and temper himself.

Even if they make contact, it's impossible for him to regain his superpowers right now.

The most urgent thing right now is not to contact my father, but to figure out how to regain my superpowers!

For example—what were the father's requests?

"Make a deal?"

The Homelander asked again.

Queen Maeve stared at him for a few seconds, then gritted her teeth and said unwillingly, "Listen, I'm not helping you, or rather, the only reason I'm helping you is because you're his son!"

The Homelander smiled and nodded, "I understand."

"First, I don't need you to do anything! Second, I'll help you find out, but I can't guarantee the results! Finally, I will never, ever, ever be on your side!"

"No matter the reason..."

Queen Maeve, having made her stance clear, snorted and withdrew her Lasso of Truth.

Homelander breathed a sigh of relief, glancing warily at the Lasso of Truth that Queen Maeve had retracted to her waist.

This thing is an absolute interrogation weapon.

It is also the nightmare of all the glamorous 'superheroes' who are notorious for their sins in secret.

No.

It should be called a disaster!

"Bang bang bang".

A soft knock sounded at the door, Homelander hurriedly wiped the sweat from his brow and gave a perfunctory reply.

"Bang."

The door was pushed open, Ashley Barrett turned to look up, saying with a hint of urgency, "Mr. Homelander, Queen Maeve, President Madelyn wants you to go to the conference room immediately."

"Got it," Homelander replied casually.

Ashley Barrett hesitated before adding, "This is very important, very urgent, so..."

Homelander was about to reprimand her out of impatience when he saw Ashley Barrett, seemingly used to it or as if she had expected it, reveal an expression of fear and panic.

"..."

"I understand, we'll be right there."

The Homelander held back and adopted a gentler tone.

Ashley Barrett paused for a moment, then seemed to realize something, nodded respectfully, closed the door, and left.

A short while later, Queen Maeve and Homelander arrived at the conference room one after the other.

In the conference room, Madelyn looked at the big screen with excitement.

The A-Train, the Deep, the Starlight, and the Black Noir —everyone was present and seated in their respective positions.

The A-Train glanced at Homelander and Queen Maeve with some surprise, wondering why Homelander would walk behind Queen Maeve.

Don't underestimate the importance of the order in which you enter the room.

Given the pioneering spirit of the Homelander, if you dare to walk ahead of them, they will make sure you never have to walk again in your life.

Homelander walked to his seat with a calm expression, looking as steady as a rock, but in reality, he was panicking.

Such a large-scale operation must be something serious; I hope I won't have to go on a mission...

Stay calm.

We must stabilize the situation.

They absolutely must not know that I have lost my superpowers.

"Homelander... Homelander?" Madelyn's voice rang out softly.

Homelander was so nervous he was distracted, paused for a moment and looked at Madelyn: "What's wrong?"

Madelyn looked at him with concern. "Are you alright?"

Homelander forced a smile, "I'm fine."

Madelyn gave him a deep look and said again, "The transatlantic flight from Paris to Chicago was hijacked mid-air."

"A few minutes ago, a source from the Air Defense Command alerted us that there were approximately three hijackers on board the plane."

"Homelander, with your speed, you can arrive at the scene faster than the military's F-16 fighter jets."

Madelyn looked at Homelander and said excitedly, "You can't carry out a mission on foreign soil, but what about a plane hijacked over international waters? If you intercept it, no one will protest!"

"If you bring those passengers back alive, not a single member of Congress will have the courage to vote against our bill."

The bill Madelyn was referring to was a military bill she had been pushing for, which would allow superheroes to join the army.

What I didn't want to happen, happened anyway...

Looking at Madelyn's excited and expectant eyes, Homelander felt parched, his eyes darted around, and beads of cold sweat trickled down his temples.

He noticed that everyone else was looking at him as if it were their right, waiting for him to agree so they could go home and find their own mothers.

Tasks that meet the criteria and increase support have always been the exclusive domain of the Homelander.

After all, no one else can fly, and no one would dare to steal his thunder.

Bang—bang bang—bang bang bang—

The heartbeat of the Homelander was getting faster and faster, and their ears were filled with a piercing buzzing sound.

What do I do?

What do I do?

Fuck!

Someone please tell me what I should do now!

The silence of the Homelander gradually created an eerie atmosphere in the meeting room; they couldn't understand why the Homelander were silent.