Superhero Idol Project

The 82nd floor of Vought, the floor where the directors worked...

A man stood with his hands behind his back, facing the building's glass, quietly looking down at the ground, enjoying the feeling of standing in the sky, at the pinnacle of power, looking down on all beings.

"Mr. Edgar..."

Just as the man was enjoying his power, a tall woman, though aged, pushed open the door and walked in.

"Starlight..."

"I need an explanation. That man named Jupiter Grayson is not in our Compound V usage records!"

"In other words, after I repeatedly emphasized the importance of preserving Compound V, it was still massively leaked from our company!"

The man, still with his hands behind his back, didn't even look at the woman behind him upon hearing her voice. However, his hoarse voice chilled the entire office by several degrees.

In the man's eyes, all superpowered individuals in this world were created using Compound V. If an undocumented one appeared, it could only mean that the other party had stolen Compound V from their company! Or perhaps, someone was secretly trading with others using their company's Compound V...

"Mr. Edgar, this is an accident. We have always maintained strict control over Compound V. Except for specific individuals, no one can absolutely come into contact with it. That means this Mr. Jupiter should have some connection to our specific experimental subjects, or perhaps Mr. Jupiter changed his name and we didn't update the information in time..."

Countless beads of sweat broke out on Starlight's forehead. She frantically tried to explain Jupiter's situation to the man before her, thinking that no matter what, she absolutely could not let Edgar be disappointed in her or doubt her work ability!

"That kind of thing doesn't matter. I absolutely will not allow this situation to happen again next time..."

Edgar forcefully slammed his fist on the desk beside him, expressing his irritation.

"I understand, it won't happen again."

Upon hearing this, Starlight immediately nodded, indicating she understood Edgar's meaning and swore there would be no next time.

"Mm..."

"Tell me about Jupiter's commercial value!"

"That bastard who killed my cash cow the moment he showed up. If he can't generate huge commercial value like his name suggests, I will never let him go."

Edgar was furious. It was the first time he had seen someone dare to kill someone in his building, and not just any superpowered individual, but one of the most profitable ones he had. If he couldn't make more money from Jupiter, he would lose money on this deal, and he absolutely refused to lose money!

"He's perfect, perfect in every aspect! His looks, his abilities, and his extraordinary demeanor. Most importantly, his bloodline!"

"We can completely make even more money through him!"

"Our next movie won't just break box office records in the Free Nation, it will also break records in the distant land, the world's second-largest box office market!"

"At that time, I can earn double the money! Please allow me to repeat, double!"

Starlight looked at Edgar with great excitement, her eyes fixed on the data in her hands as she spoke to Edgar.

"F*ck! This is the best news I've heard in years. Clean up the Invisible Man's body, then hold a retirement party for him. Make the retirement party look good~"

After confirming Jupiter's commercial value, Edgar's mood immediately improved. As for the cash cow he mentioned, the Invisible Man, who had turned into a pulp and could no longer make money, could be thrown into the sewer.

"Okay, Mr. Edgar..."

"Oh, right, Mr. Edgar, there's also a slight issue with Mr. Jupiter's identity."

Starlight suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Handle it cleanly. Remember, I want to see a perfect Jupiter!"

Edgar wouldn't inquire about the specifics of Jupiter's identity issues. He only needed to know if these issues could be handled cleanly. After all, a product must be packaged in the best way possible, and absolutely no flaws are allowed!

"No problem! I will definitely create the most perfect Jupiter."

"Then I won't disturb you any further, Mr. Edgar..."

Starlight smiled slightly and left the office.

"Hmph~"

After Starlight left, Edgar in the office hummed a little tune, his eyes only on the money.

"Hurry up!"

"Here, and here! Make sure it looks like it's been thoroughly scrubbed!"

In the Seven's main hall, cleaning staff diligently wiped the blood-stained floor. Their eyes were vacant, like machines working for Vought. They did whatever Vought told them to do, without question.

"Congratulations, Mr. Jupiter. Starting today, you are a member of the Seven Superheroes~"

A-Train, who had recovered from the brutal way Jupiter had dealt with the Invisible Man, forced a smile as he looked at Jupiter.

"Mm..."

Jupiter sat in Homelander's chair, seemingly lost in thought. When he heard A-Train's words, he simply nodded slightly, acknowledging that he had heard him.

"You don't seem happy?"

A-Train cautiously looked at Jupiter and asked.

"This is not something to be happy about; it's something that was destined to happen."

Jupiter replied without hesitation.

"Uh..."

A-Train fell silent, unsure of what to say.

"Um, Mr. Jupiter, we'll have the other five members of the Superhero Seven meet you shortly. As for Starlight, she's still on her way here. We'll arrange for her to join the meeting tomorrow after it concludes, and then she'll meet you."

Ashley said this to Jupiter with a smile.

"Oh!"

Jupiter replied casually, his tone still neither warm nor cold.

"Then I'll take my leave..."

Seeing Jupiter's indifferent demeanor, Ashley felt a surge of anger. She had originally intended to remind Jupiter to get up from the seat he was currently occupying, as it belonged to Homelander. However, she couldn't be bothered now. Perhaps it would be a good thing to let this arrogant and conceited fellow suffer a little...

"Superhero Idol Project."

"Sculpting superheroes into perfect super idols."

"Super idol stars running for President of the Free Nation... isn't that freedom?"

Jupiter pondered, feeling that he could treat everything in this world as an experiment. If his plan in this world succeeded, he could replicate everything here and bring it back to his main world.

"I wonder what my approval rating would be if I ran for President of the Free Nation after my plan succeeds!?"

Jupiter stood up, hands behind his back, and gazed out the window at the passing vehicles, lost in thought. If his plan here succeeded, he could replicate everything in his main world, mold his father, Nolan, into a perfect male god, and then have Nolan gain massive public support to become President of the Free Nation in his main world.

This would create a world where Earth was perfectly controlled, without harming Deborah!

As for how much chaos the The Boys world would descend into due to Jupiter's sudden whim?

F*ck, what did that have to do with him