DC—The Boys Universe.
Vought International.
He handed the Heart-Shaped Herb he had brought back to Vought International for research, hoping it might inspire them to quickly develop an adult version of Compound V.
The laboratory director reported to him.
"Chairman, adults who take Compound V are highly likely to die violently. But if we modify it slightly and reduce its potency, we may be able to create a temporary version of Compound V. We've already made breakthroughs in this area and should have results soon."
The twenty-four-hour version from the original plot?
Ron thought it sounded good and approved additional funding for the project.
He returned to his office and sat down.
Knock, knock.
"I heard you were back at the company."
There was a knock at the door, and Homelander strode in.
His life had been going terribly lately. He had wanted to train Ryan and teach him how to use his abilities, only for Becca to stop him, even though he had meant well.
"Hm?"
Ron nodded lightly. After casually chatting for a few moments, he sent Homelander away, then suddenly frowned in surprise.
He had just used his Psionic Ability to browse through Homelander's memories, wanting to see whether Homelander had been up to anything lately.
But he unexpectedly discovered something interesting.
"A superhuman named Johnson who disappeared from Earth years ago?"
Vought International had a Crime Investigation Department that gathered information and predicted when crimes would occur, then handed the cases over to heroes so they could put on a show.
Recently, they had been keeping a close eye on a superhuman named Johnson. He had bought oxygen tanks, gas masks, and cutting tools, making it seem as if he intended to dig through sewers, sneak into a bank, and cut open a vault to steal