In the blink of an eye, another three days had passed.
Heisenberg sat in The Seven's office, occupying the head seat at the V-shaped conference table, whose design represented Compound V.
Bored, he stretched out his left hand and tapped the table.
"Gentlemen!"
At Heisenberg's voice, everyone else sitting there straightened their backs.
After looking over them, Heisenberg nodded and asked softly.
"For the past few days, I've allowed you all to act freely.
So tell me, how have you done?"
With that, Heisenberg looked first at Queen Maeve on his right.
Noticing where Heisenberg was looking, Homelander pursed his lips unwillingly.
No, absolutely not!
He was the strongest member of The Seven besides Heisenberg...
Ahem, the strongest besides Heisenberg and Pikachu!
Although Superman had beaten him, Heisenberg had beaten him, and Black Noir had beaten him.
No matter what, he had to change the fact that Queen Maeve was The Great Mister's most valued subordinate!
That was right. In the current Vought Corporation, Heisenberg stood at the absolute pinnacle of the entire company.
No one dared call him by name anymore. Everyone addressed him as The Great Mister.
Seeing Heisenberg's face turn first toward Queen Maeve, Homelander resolved that he had to do better!
At the same time, Queen Maeve smiled and nodded.
"Rest assured, Great Mister. Recently, I've been sorting through all sorts of internal conflicts and problems within the company.
So far, I've cleared out the interest chains behind roughly seventy percent of the shareholders.
We've completely taken control of Vought Corporation. This will have a positive effect on our plans going forward!"
"Mm, very good. What about you, Homelander? Any gains?"
Heisenberg turned to look at Homelander.
Homelander thought for a moment, then shook his head.
"I'm not sure how well I've done lately, but over