"Then I'll wait a little longer. The next time I meet Homelander will be the day he dies."
Billy gritted his teeth. Chthon nodded in satisfaction and said, "Get into the scanner first. I'll conduct a thorough examination of your body and see if there are any problems."
"All right."
Billy glanced at Chthon and obediently stepped into the scanner, allowing Chthon to examine him. Secretly, however, he contacted Director of S.W.O.R.D. Andrew.
"Director of S.W.O.R.D., my strength is increasing rapidly, but I keep feeling that something isn't right."
Billy slowly said, "How should I put it? I feel like a candle. The brighter I burn, the more likely I am to burn myself out at any moment."
Andrew laughed. "Not bad. I thought you'd become completely full of yourself."
"If I'd beaten my enemy, then sure, I might have gotten full of myself. The problem is, King of Abilities beat me so badly I had to run all over the place. How am I supposed to get full of myself?"
Billy complained. He asked, "Is this feeling an illusion, or is there really something wrong with my body?"
"You could call it an illusion, or you could call it a real problem."
Andrew said, "Your rate of improvement is the same as Perfect Doomsday's. The problem is that you aren't a true Perfect Doomsday. Once you evolve to the limit, your body will collapse and turn into a monster."
Billy asked, "Then what should I do? I'm not afraid of dying, but I can't die. I still have to kill Homelander and take care of my wife and son."
"Don't worry. Since I made you an undercover agent, I naturally have a solution."
Andrew said, "When Chthon isn't around, I'll inject you with a drug. It won't turn you