With The Administration backing him, no one would fear an outdated Superhero like him.
In this law-abiding society, even with Superpowers, he could not freely vent his emotions.
He suddenly burst into laughter, his voice filled with helplessness and sorrow.
So this was what life was like without a PR team to clean up his mess—even getting angry required looking over his shoulder.
In the past, a PR team handled the aftermath of everything he did, and he could do whatever he wanted without restraint.
But now, he had to take responsibility for every action and learn to control his emotions.
Fortunately, quite a few people still valued the commercial potential Homelander had once displayed.
Although Homelander had now fallen to the level of a second- or third-tier celebrity, he still retained some value that could be exploited.
Some advertisers saw his former fame and invited him to shoot low-budget commercials.
The commercials were cheaply made and paid poorly, but at least they brought him some income.
While filming those commercials, Homelander felt humiliation unlike anything he had ever known.
Once, he had accepted only high-end, prestigious advertisements. Now, he had to promote obscure little products for scraps.
The advertisers no longer treated him with the same respect as before. They regarded him as an ordinary actor and sometimes even bossed him around.
But Homelander had no choice. He needed the money to survive.
Some small event organizers also invited him to attend events, using his fame to attract The Audience.
These were usually small commercial events or fan meet-and-greets, with shabby venues and few attendees. Yet Homelander still dressed up carefully and arrived on time.
Once, at a small mall promotion, Homelander stood on a temporary stage, surrounded by a sparse crowd.
Looking at those unfamiliar faces below, a