In the blink of an eye, another three days passed.
Heisenberg is sitting in the office that belongs to the Seven, sitting on the main seat of the V-shaped conference table, which means Compound V.
He stretched out his left hand boredly and knocked on the table.
"Everyone!"
With the voice of Heisenberg, everyone else sitting there straightened their spines.
Looking at the people, Heisenberg nodded and asked softly.
"In the past few days, I have allowed you to move freely.
So, answer me, how are you doing?"
Speaking of this, Heisenberg was the first to look at Queen Maeve on the right.
Noticing the direction Heisenberg was looking, Homelander pursed his lips unwillingly.
No, absolutely not!
Apart from Heisenberg, I am the most... among the Seven.
Ahem, the strongest member besides Heisenberg and Pikachu!
Although I was beaten by Superman, Heisenberg, and Black Noir.
But no matter what, I must change the status quo that Queen Maeve is the most valued by the Great Mister!
That's right, among the current Vought Corporation, Heisenberg is the absolute pinnacle of the entire company.
No one dared to call him by his name anymore, everyone called him the Great Mister.
Looking at Heisenberg's face that was the first to face Queen Maeve, Homelander determined that he must do better!
At the same time, Queen Maeve smiled and nodded.
"Don't worry, the Great Mister, I have been sorting out various conflicts and problems within the company recently.
So far, I have cleared out the interest chain behind about 70% of shareholders.
We have completely taken over the power of Vought Corporation, which will play a positive role in our next plans!"
"Well, very good, where is Homelander, what's the gain?"
Heisenberg turned his head and looked at Homelander.
Homelander paused for a moment and shook his head.
"I don't know what I have been doing recently, but I have participated in eleven press conferences in the past three days, and I have given positive explanations to the media in the United States and even the world about the company's recent internal affairs.
At the same time, I also conducted rescue operations in sixteen nearby countries, and the effect should be much better than all the celebrity road shows!
In addition, I am prepared to respond head-on to the challenges posed by the Vengeful Seven and the Black Forest Team to us.
Do they really think that after the Seven is missing a few members, it's just a ball they can rub around with?"
Having said this, Homelander patted the table gently.
"In addition to the special tasks you assigned me, I hope you can agree to my application. Other Superman teams need a lesson to let them understand why we are number one in the world!"
"Just do it, Homelander."
Heisenberg nodded calmly.
"Don't forget, now that I'm standing behind you, as long as it doesn't affect our overall hero plan, you can give them a lesson within the limits!"
"Haha, this is what I've been waiting for. With your order, I know it in my heart."
Homelander happily accepted the order and decided to have a good encounter with the other members of the Superman team who challenged him soon!
On the sidelines, Homelander finished reporting his work and applied for plans for future actions.
Starlight suddenly panicked.
She looked around nervously...
Ah, there is no one who can speak!
No way, the Deep went to Antarctica to see the lighthouse. Homelander died in the hands of Black Noir. Black Noir was beaten by Pikachu and disappeared. Translucent, who had been missing, was said to have completely disappeared.
In short, apart from the speaker, the Seven is the only new person left...
Despite the pressure in his heart, Starlight spoke hesitantly.
"I... I don't know how I'm doing, big...The Great Mister.
I was scared a few days ago. Sorry, I... I was a little confused.
But I have been following the assistant lady's prompts and I have participated in two talk shows, arrested more than a dozen drug dealers, and by the way, I rescued a kitten that was caught on the edge of the rooftop."
Having said this, Starlight shook his head in confusion.
"Although... this is not the same as the heroic career I originally thought. I always thought we would fight super criminals every day.
But it feels great to see the smiles on the faces of the people I help, and I really like my life now!"
Starlight looked at Heisenberg gratefully.
Noticing Starlight's eyes, Heisenberg nodded noncommittally.
"Well, that's fine, just keep on living your life.
Save more people and enforce justice in more hearts.
What I need is never to use you to fight against any enemy, because no one is qualified to be my enemy.
So, Starlight, just be yourself!"
After finishing his words, Heisenberg clapped his hands.
"Anyway, that's it, everyone, please leave. Compared with chatting with you old guys, I prefer to hold my pet and bask in the sun.
There's nothing important, so don't bother me, okay?"
"Roger it!"
"As you command!"
"Okay..., uh, yes."
The three of them stood up, bowed, and then left separately.
But, after they left for nearly twenty minutes.
When Starlight was dragged to the countryside to claw Daredevil Gang by her assistant.
Queen Maeve and Homelander returned to Heisenberg's office at the same time.
This time, the two people did not dare to sit down in front of Heisenberg. They stood there respectfully and reported to Heisenberg respectively.
Homelander deliberately got in front of Queen Maeve and bowed to Heisenberg.
"According to your instructions, sir, I used the identity of Black Noir to create a certain amount of chaos in Canada.
According to your instructions, I will gradually customize the false action trajectory of Black Noir's identity until the action trajectory of Black Noir overlaps with that of the White House.
Please rest assured that I will do what I should do, and at the same time, I will correct my past problems as you asked me to do.
Of course, killing is inevitable for me now, and I admit that I still like killing.
However, I, who have been a Carnage politician recently, am almost like a beneficial insect in the biological chain.
After all, those politicians, haha, if you kill nine out of ten at random, there may not be an unjust, false or wrong case, right?"
Saying that, Homelander smiled coldly.
Looking at the unruly Homelander, Heisenberg smiled and complimented him.
"You did a good job, Homelander.
Once upon a time, Black Noir wore your clothes and used your identity to do many things.
Now everything is turned upside down, you put on his clothes and use his identity to achieve your goals.
Facts have proved that you are really alike. No matter he becomes you or you become him, you both do very well in your work.
But I have one more reminder, Homelander.
That is, be sure not to reveal your identity, and be sure to end the battle as soon as possible. I don't want any problems with your Black Noir armor.
Otherwise, if everything is exposed.
There are really too many people to kill."
As Heisenberg said this, he waved his hand and motioned for Homelander to sit down.
Homelander nodded, finally feeling confident enough to sit down.
Didn't see the Great Mister admired my work progress and was also concerned about his identity being exposed~.
In fact, at this time, Homelander was being repaired by Heisenberg. He could even regard Heisenberg's threats as concern.
After Homelander finished speaking, Queen Maeve asked Heisenberg with a bright smile.
"Sir, I don't have anything special here. After all, we have cleared out most of the senior management within the company, and the work we took over went very smoothly.
However, for the Seven, the voice from the Internet is very high.
Netizens hope that we can replenish personnel as soon as possible and restore the Seven to full strength.
Look at this..."
"No hurry!" Heisenberg simply ordered.
After saying that, Heisenberg looked at Maeve. This beautiful woman looked a little confused.
So Heisenberg continued to explain.
"It's not that I don't want to recruit new people as soon as possible, but it is obvious that the existing Superman types in society are all super garbage created by various companies using Compound V, and at the same time, they are influenced by your generation of garbage heroes.
Therefore, regarding the selection of new members, I hope to wait until Starlight has enough influence.
Examples teach others what kind of members we need.
As for how role models spread, haha.
In your era in the past, although you looked decent on the surface, you were all rotten in your bones.
Most Superman types, as well as high-ranking people from all walks of life, know what kind of male thieves and female prostitutes you are behind the scenes.
This kind of impression takes time to repair, so let time bloom slowly for a while.
The so-called new members, haha, let's wait until more Supermans as pure as Starlight appear in society!"
After the words fell, Heisenberg waved his hand to Queen Maeve to sit down, and at the same time continued.
"Next, I'll tell you about the future tasks.
Regarding Homelander, haha, all the companies that provoke you, and their Superman class.
Take some time to visit me as Black Noir, and then clean it up slowly.
Of course, the company's cleanup is all trivial, and the most important thing is US Government.
Without revealing your identity, I will give you one week to clean up all the military bases near the Canadian border.
A week later, the White House gave him a final answer, saying that we would formally intervene in the work of US Government.
As for the invitations the White House has extended to me in recent days, please refuse them. I don't like chatting with dying people!"
Speaking of this, Heisenberg frowned at first, and then smiled disdainfully.
"Hell, I don't know why, but now I feel a little tired of what I want you to do, even just talking about it.
Those black jobs, speed up, sort out the big environment into what I want as soon as possible, so that our plan can be launched as soon as possible!
But no matter what you do, be sure to pay attention to your identity and don't let your dirty work affect Starlight.
The simplicity in Starlight is what I need most.
After all, it's fun to think about injecting truth, goodness and beauty into such a dark and chaotic world, haha!"
That night, New York was in an underground bar.
A man with a beard and a depressing black trench coat frowned and drank the twenty-second glass of wine tonight.
Putting down his glass, the man looked at the TV news on the edge of the bar, breathing heavily.
The latest news is playing on the news. The former member of the Seven, now the super criminal Black Noir who is wanted around the world, has reappeared!
This time, Black Noir appeared at the Canadian border and launched an attack on both Canadian and United States border forces.
Black Noir's invasion resulted in the deaths of more than three hundred soldiers and the disappearance of forty-seven officers, including two major generals of the Ministry of Defense.
Seeing this news, the bearded man put down his glass, curled his lips, and left the bar with disdain.
Walking in the night, the bearded man skillfully bypassed various surveillance systems installed by the New York municipal government and arrived at his safe house.
Only by returning here can the bearded man feel a little at ease.
He sat on his tattered sofa, took an old photo album from the side that had been flipped through and had countless burrs, and read it with deep affection.
This photo album is full of young people, but there are no photos of a bearded man and a woman who have gone through so many years now.
Looking at the photos one by one, I recall the beginning and after of myself and my lover bit by bit.
The bearded man took a deep breath, put the photo album aside, and cheered up again.
He took out his phone, put on an extremely serious expression, and called someone he hadn't seen for a long time.
Soon after, the call was connected.
"Hello, Butcher!"
The woman on the other side of the phone said hello.
Listening to the woman's voice, William Billy·Butcher shook his head dissatisfied.
"Susan Rayner!"
Butcher said.
"I recently found a lot of news about Vought International, I think..."
"Shut up, Butcher. Starting from last week, that is, from the time Sun God joined the Seven, and Translucent suddenly disappeared, I told you.
You have never had and do not need any news!
I know you are unwilling, your wife...Rebecca."
"Don't mention that name, you bastard!"
Butcher cursed, and Susan Renner, who was lying on the other side of the phone, paused for a moment.
After a while, Susan on the other side of the phone took a breath and continued.
"Well, that is your eternal pain, just like I have lost my comrades many times.
We are the same kind of people, Butcher. Just like you, I have lost too many people who kept waking me up in my dreams.
But no matter what, I have to tell you that times have changed, they really have changed!
Take a look at Vought International now, and look at almost every Superman forum on the Internet now!
According to my first report, the existing the Seven members have not continued to do anything harmful to society.
They have even truly begun to maintain social stability, and at the same time, they have also changed public opinion and opinions on the Superman class!
You are not stupid, Butcher, you know what that is, which means that what Vought International wants now is no longer pure money!
The successive endings of Translucent, the Deep, Homelander, and Black Noir have already caused the stock price of Vought International to plummet.
But did you see that Vought Group made any redeeming actions?
They scaled back their attacks on the money market and focused on public opinion and people's livelihood.
The Seven The remaining Homelander and Queen Maeve handed over all field work to their newcomer, Starlight.
And they themselves continue to travel in various environments, shaping and promoting the international image of Vought Corporation!
You know, when a multinational consortium, when the top building of a money empire no longer pursues money.
Then what they want must be far beyond the value that money can express!
Therefore, I have already given up tracking them!
As their goals become more noble, the stakes of investigating them increase.
So I advise you and your people to be more honest these days!"