Super Healing

The next day, the moment Li Wei opened his eyes, he saw Kimiko staring at him with her big eyes, looking at him somewhat blankly.

Noticing that he was awake, she was clearly a little shy. She even forgot to use her phone and could only keep gesturing in sign language.

She was so anxious that it looked like Naruto forming hand seals, her hands moving so fast they nearly left afterimages.

Although Li Wei did not understand her sign language at all, he naturally knew why she was in such a hurry. This had all been part of his plan.

But outwardly, he put on a very surprised expression and lifted his head from her thigh in slight panic. "I'm so sorry, Kimiko. It seems I went into the wrong room!"

That was the excuse he had come up with—simple and unadorned, but undoubtedly practical. Dealing with Kimiko did not require any particularly complicated excuse to begin with.

He had indeed successfully enjoyed several hours of Kimiko's Lap Pillow and added her superpower to his collection.

That's right, a Lap Pillow.

When dealing with a Japanese girl, he obviously could not be as simple and rough as he had been with an American girl like Firecracker. Besides, Li Wei had no intention of taking things in that direction with Kimiko. Her figure was not his type.

However, after receiving the Super Healing ability and the related knowledge, Li Wei could not help but wonder about something.

According to the system description, as long as there was enough energy, Super Healing could recover from any injury.

Would that protective membrane unique to women also be classified as an injury?

Hiss. If the answer was yes, then her future boyfriend would be blessed. He could experience the joy of being a groom every night.

No, more accurately, he might be able to experience it every minute. After all, this was Super Healing!

But if that was the case, Kimiko probably would not be able to date an ordinary person for the rest of her life.

After all, with the constitution of a Superhero like her, even if it was only a protective membrane, its hardness and sharpness were probably no different from an ordinary razor blade.

If she chose an ordinary person, he would probably become a eunuch in minutes.

While his mind was running wild, Li Wei was busily apologizing to Kimiko on the surface, and he very smoothly obtained her forgiveness.

Looking at Kimiko's shy face, Li Wei could not help but reflect on himself. In order to gain power, it seemed that his bottom line had been getting lower and lower.

But he immediately cast that thought aside. No matter how low it got, he still had a bottom line. That already made him far better than most of Vought's Superheroes.

He would not force anyone. He believed in mutual consent, and before copying their abilities, he had always asked first.

Moreover, for his own people, such as Firecracker and Kimiko, he would provide appropriate compensation both before and afterward.

Thinking of it that way, the slight guilt that had just surfaced in his heart immediately vanished into thin air.

By the time he reached the living room, Firecracker had already prepared breakfast. As a third-rate Superhero among third-rate Superheroes, even though Li Wei had recently arranged some work for her, she was still very free.

And she understood perfectly well that as long as she served Li Wei properly, it was far better than trying to struggle around outside on her own. A woman without much ability like her needed to find a powerful backer as soon as possible.

She showed no particular reaction to Li Wei coming out of Kimiko's room. Li Wei had left her room last night, so how could she not know where he had gone?

But she was not dissatisfied in the slightest. It was not only because Li Wei was still obsessed with her body, but also because Li Wei had already chosen to break up with Starlight for her. What more could she ask for?

After breakfast, Li Wei wiped his mouth. "Mallory, I want to compete for the position Translucent left behind. What do you think?"

Mallory was Firecracker's real name.

Competing for a position in The Seven was also something Li Wei had considered carefully.

The position of New Jersey Guardian was certainly fairly leisurely, but it still took up a great deal of his time. And time was exactly what he lacked most.

If he could become one of The Seven, he would not have to spend every day patrolling.

Although he would still need to cooperate with Vought in all kinds of promotional events to make money for the company, he had studied the matter carefully. If he deliberately slacked off, Vought would not press him too hard.

Take the current members of The Seven—the resources they received were completely on different levels.

Homelander undoubtedly received the most. That was beyond question.

Next came Queen Maeve, who represented women and lesbians, followed by A-Train, who represented Black people, and The Deep, who represented the ocean and environmentalism.

Although Starlight was a newcomer, she represented Christianity and women's rights, and she also had the classic American sweetheart image. Vought had given her a great many resources as well.

As for the old fossil Black Noir, he was the least popular.

Although Vought had forcibly tied him to Japanese ninjas and the like, the resources he received were still extremely limited. It also meant that he could never take off his mask in public.

After all, who the hell had ever heard of a Black ninja?

Li Wei believed that if he joined The Seven, it would definitely be to win support from Asians. But the resources he could obtain would probably only be slightly better than Black Noir's.

That way, he would have plenty of free time.

And while he was at it, he could get close to The Seven and try to obtain their superpowers.

The simplest and most efficient option, of course, would be to simply stop being a Superhero.

But without the identity of a Superhero, it would probably not be as easy for Li Wei to continue interacting with other Superheroes in the future.

Furthermore, Vought had contracts with every Superhero. For a Superhero like Li Wei, who had graduated from Godolkin University and become the guardian of a county in a certain state, the penalty for breach of contract was measured in hundreds of millions. Li Wei simply could not afford that much money.

However, he did not intend to compete for a position in The Seven right now. On one hand, his strength was still insufficient to stand against Homelander, and he was not the type to hide with his tail between his legs. One day, he might end up clashing with Homelander head-on.

On the other hand, Vought was still hiding an old relic from World War II—the wife of Vought's founder and the first Superhero in history, Liberty Belle.

That nearly hundred-year-old hag would most likely soon put on the identity of Stormfront, come out to take Translucent's place, and then get it on with Homelander.

She also had a hidden identity as a swastika-waving Nazi who believed Aryans were the noblest bloodline.

Now she believed that Superhero bloodlines were the noblest of all, and she wanted to have an army of Superheroes with Homelander, then rule the world or something. A pretty clichéd plot.

Tsk. Thinking about it, Li Wei suddenly felt a little sick.

Homelander was a lab-made product with no father or mother, so where had his superpower genes come from?

Of course, they came from Vought's original two strongest Superheroes: Soldier Boy for the male side, and Stormfront for the female side. She was his biological mother!

Damn it, that disgusting mess was better left to Butcher.

After causing so much trouble in succession, Homelander would probably go all out checking the surveillance footage and then recall Butcher's real identity, right? After all, he had slept with the latter's wife.

The reason Li Wei said that now was merely to let Firecracker hear it.

Firecracker immediately nodded excitedly. "Li Wei, you can definitely do it. I'll support you with everything I've got!"

Although Li Wei was already considered a blazing-hot rising star, if he could become one of The Seven, he would truly count as a top-tier Superhero. Given Li Wei's generosity, she would certainly benefit enormously as well!

Li Wei smiled and nodded. "Alright. Then keep an eye out for relevant information. If I become one of The Seven, I definitely won't treat you poorly."

"Don't worry, leave it all to me!"

After roughly settling the matter, Li Wei first completed his daily New Jersey patrol, making appearances at several more notable public locations.

He was using this method to tell everyone harboring ill intentions that the place was under his protection. Don't cause trouble while he was on duty, or the consequences would be quite severe.

So far, whether they were well-known gangs or street thugs, they had all become familiar with and tacitly accepted his rules.

Even if they really wanted to stir something up, they had to wait until Li Wei got off work. Then, all they had to deal with were ordinary cops rather than Li Wei, a Superhero.

Li Wei also had an understanding with the New Jersey government: unless it was an especially major incident, he would not work overtime at night.

Superheroes already didn't even get weekends off, and now they wanted him to work nights too? Was he a Superhero or a workhorse?

In fact, at the beginning, there had certainly been plenty of people who refused to believe it, or deliberately wanted to challenge Li Wei's authority as the New Jersey Guardian.

Even though all sorts of Superhero legends had been popular throughout America for decades, there were still stubborn fools who refused to believe.

But afterward, each of them met a more miserable end than the last, and Li Wei particularly loved punishing entire groups by association.

If someone's underling made a mistake, he would not only beat that underling senseless; their friends, family, and highest-ranking boss would all take turns getting beaten too.

He would not truly go so far as to kill them, because gangs were like chives—you could never wipe them out completely.

Kill off this batch, and another would come along. Then Li Wei might have to start all over again teaching them how to behave, and he did not have that kind of spare time.

So later, Li Wei got smarter. He would beat them senseless, have someone take photos or videos, and post them online so others could see those gang bosses in their miserable states.

For many gang bosses, losing face was sometimes even more unbearable than losing their lives.

Other than a few who genuinely feared no death and desperately sought revenge against Li Wei afterward, only to vanish from the face of the earth, everyone else gradually became more obedient—and smarter.

Of course, there was also one fundamental reason things had gone so smoothly: New Jersey was very small.

It covered only a little over twenty thousand square kilometers, about the same size as Beijing, and could further be divided into various urban districts, suburbs, counties, and so on.

Li Wei was only responsible for the main urban areas, while he had thrown the suburbs to Blue Hawk. The gangs here were not top-tier in either number or influence, making them perfect for him to keep under control.

After his patrol, Li Wei took the initiative to video call Blue Hawk.

He had not even taken part in the usual The Boys activities last night, yet Blue Hawk had not called him either. That was highly unusual. Could She-Beast have fucked him so hard he could not get out of bed?

When Blue Hawk's familiar face appeared on the screen, Li Wei was startled by the extremely obvious dark circles under his eyes. "Holy shit, did she drain you dry?"

Before Blue Hawk could speak, Li Wei saw a purplish-blue, furry arm reach in from the side and wrap around Blue Hawk.

Blue Hawk promptly revealed a lovestruck grin, proving that he had not been kidnapped. He genuinely liked it. Sometimes, once you started driving a tank, you could get addicted.

What else could Li Wei say? He could only give Blue Hawk a thumbs-up. "Fucking impressive!"