We Are Not a Science-Based Superman

High above! A passenger jet smoothly weaved through the clouds. Its steady progress gave no hint of being any different from any other aircraft, but beneath the calm surface, the inside of the plane was filled with terror and panic.

"Don't move..."

"Anyone who dares to move will face a terrible fate..."

The hijackers, armed with M16s, had control of the entire plane. One of them frowned, his eyes carrying a hint of worry, as if he was concerned about something.

"Homelander will come to save us."

A little girl, about seven or eight years old, on the plane whispered to the hijacker.

"No! He won't. No one can save you."

The hijacker heard the girl's voice and glared at her fiercely, speaking in a deep tone.

"Shh..."

The girl's mother beside her pulled her child close, gently covering the girl's mouth. She looked at the hijacker with a pleading gaze.

"She's just a child..."

The young mother spoke softly, facing the hijacker.

Countless tourists beside the mother and daughter watched the suffering pair, but not a single person dared to step forward. On the plane, whether men or women, old or young, they were all terrified at that moment.

"Even a child must pay for their words."

The hijacker said, pulling a dagger from his pocket, seemingly intending to punish the person who had spoken out of turn.

"Boom!"

Just as the hijacker was about to do something, the entire plane shuddered. The next second, several screams came from first class.

"Huh!?"

The hijacker instinctively turned his head, looking towards the corridor leading to first class.

There, a man in a blue tight-fitting suit, draped in the Free Nation's flag, with blond hair and a strong, tall build, walked towards them.

"Sh*t!"

The hijacker's eyes widened as he looked at the man. It was none other than the person he feared encountering the most: Homelander.

"Tsk tsk tsk~"

"If I were you, I wouldn't be playing with toys like that in front of children."

Homelander looked at the hijacker with a relaxed and carefree expression. It was less like he was there to save people and more like he was there to perform, to put on a show.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

Homelander didn't give the hijacker a chance to speak further. His eyes instantly lit up with a scarlet glow.

"Ah~"

Feeling the dagger in his hand getting hotter, the hijacker reluctantly dropped the knife. He winced in pain, looking at his reddened and swollen hand, which was burned like it had been touched by a branding iron, and gritted his teeth.

"Die!"

Seizing the moment when the hijacker was crying out in pain while looking at his injured hand, Queen Maeve moved in front of him and punched him to the ground.

At the same time, Homelander easily took care of the other hijackers.

"You're all safe now!"

After quickly dispatching the hijackers, Homelander put his hands on his hips and asked about the condition of the passengers on the plane. His calm, handsome, and dashing demeanor, radiating confidence, instantly won the favor of all the passengers.

"Clap clap clap..."

"Homelander, you're my idol!"

"Well done, Homelander!"

"Homelander! As long as you're here, evil will never prevail!"

Instantly, the plane erupted with thunderous applause, with hundreds of passengers praising Homelander simultaneously!

"It is my duty!"

"No need for praise!"

"I am like the flag behind me, always protecting you."

Homelander raised his left hand, waving to everyone.

"Homelander, there seems to be another one of them in the cockpit..."

Just as Homelander was enjoying the enthusiastic cheers from everyone, Queen Maeve stood up and walked over to him, whispering into his ear. She had just heard from the subdued hijackers below that one of their accomplices was in the cockpit holding the captain hostage.

"Understood..."

Homelander nodded slightly.

"It seems there's a little rat hiding, but don't worry everyone, I'll root him out right now."

Homelander straightened his chest and spoke softly to the passengers.

"We believe in you, Homelander!"

The passengers shouted loudly after hearing Homelander's words.

"Of course..."

Homelander smiled slightly, turned around, and left them with a "spirited" back.

"Bang!"

Homelander arrived in front of the cockpit and, with a clean and decisive punch, blew open the plane's door before walking in with a relaxed expression.

"What!?"

The robbers in the cockpit looked at Homelander, who had suddenly attacked, their hearts pounding "thump, thump" as various hormones went wild and sweat beaded on their foreheads.

"Relax, relax."

That infinitely powerful red light instantly killed the robbers, and also took the pilot behind them, along with the aircraft's control console, destroying everything.

"What are you doing?"

Queen Maeve stared at Homelander, who had destroyed the robbers, the pilot, and the control console, her eyes wide. She couldn't understand what Homelander was doing.

"Heh heh..."

"I'm sorry, but they were too close."

Homelander waved his hand helplessly, yet his nonchalant demeanor showed no hint of apology. It seemed as if... all of this was planned by Homelander.

"Maeve, we need to leave..."

Homelander walked up to Queen Maeve and said softly.

"You mean we're just going to abandon the lives of the hundreds of passengers on this plane?"

Queen Maeve's mouth hung open. She couldn't fathom that Homelander had descended to such a degree of madness.

"Listen, it's not that I don't want to save them! It's that I can't."

Homelander pointed his finger at Queen Maeve's nose as he spoke.

"You can't save them!? Why?"

"You can fly out the window and hold up the plane!"

Queen Maeve pointed out the window.

"F*ck! There's no way I can hold up a plane, that's not scientific at all. The plane would either fall apart or I'd punch straight through it."

Homelander cursed. He wasn't Magneto, how could he possibly hold up a plane!?

"Then ferry everyone down to the ground one by one!"

Queen Maeve continued.

"You want me to run back and forth 123 times? Don't f*cking kid me!"

Homelander ran his fingers through his hair. He was a man who cared about his image.

"There's only one thing we can do now."

Homelander said, walking out of the cockpit towards the door.

"F*ck! F*ck! F*ck!"

Queen Maeve rubbed her forehead. She was in immense pain, filled with anger and sorrow because she couldn't save the passengers on the plane.

"Homelander, will you save us?"

"Homelander, you're not going to abandon us, are you?"

"Homelander..."

The passengers, seeing Homelander standing at the plane's door, asked him one after another.

"Of course! Of course I'll save you, I won't abandon any of you..."

Homelander smiled, looking at the passengers, then turned to Maeve.

"Maeve, hurry up. I hope you'll be rational and not be buried with these people on the plane."

At this moment, Homelander no longer hid his intentions. He spoke to Queen Maeve in a hoarse yet cheerful voice.

"Homelander, don't abandon me!"

"Homelander..."

Hearing Homelander's words, the passengers stood up and crowded towards him, begging him to save them.

"F*ck!"

"If any of you dare to touch me with your dirty hands, or take another step forward, I'll tear all you b*tches to shreds!"

Homelander looked at the surging passengers, his eyes glowing scarlet.

"Ugh..."

The passengers, seeing Homelander's eyes light up, all retreated behind him.

"Maeve!"

Homelander, seeing that all the passengers had been scared away by him, turned his head to look at Queen Maeve.

"Hoo..."

Queen Maeve sighed helplessly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I'm sorry! I'm really sorry!"

Queen Maeve was helpless and in pain, but in the end, she walked to Homelander's side.

"Wise choice."

Homelander smiled slightly, put his arm around Queen Maeve, and then flew out the door with her in his arms.

"Homelander!!"

"Maeve!"

"Save us! Save us!!"

Countless passengers on the plane wailed incessantly.

"Heh heh..."

Facing the wailing passengers, Homelander smiled.

And Maeve lowered her head in pain...

However...

Just as Homelander had thought of what to say and was happily about to burst into laughter, a black shadow flew up from beneath the clouds.

"Wtf..."

Homelander stared at the black shadow with wide eyes.

"Is that an island? A flying island?"

Homelander's mouth hung slightly open. He didn't know what kind of emotion he should use to describe everything he was seeing.

"God! Please save us!"

"God, great God!"

At the same time, inside the passenger plane, countless panicked passengers huddled together, praying, wailing, and begging for God to display his great miracles.

However, even so, they could not stop the emotions of fear, pessimism, despair, and pain from spreading in everyone's hearts...

Until...

A roar reached everyone's ears. The next second, their plane shook violently, and countless passengers were thrown about. Immediately after, the plane suddenly became calm...

"What happened!?"

"Did God hear our prayers?"

The passengers were at a loss. They anxiously looked out the window at the scene outside the plane.

In an instant, everyone who was looking outside through the window was stunned...

"God! We landed!?"

A passenger asked in confusion.

"No, we're still in the air..."

"An island is carrying us and flying in the sky!"

An old man with graying hair stared at the distant clouds and said in disbelief.

At this moment, below the island that was carrying the plane, a man in white was holding the island with one hand.

"Wtf!?"

Homelander stared with wide eyes at the man in white who was holding the island with one hand and could still catch a speeding plane with it.

"This is f*cking unscientific!?"

Homelander cursed angrily.

"Surprised, huh?! We're not a science-based superman!"

The man in white, who looked like a god holding the island with one hand, smiled at Homelander.

"Motherf*cker!"

Homelander's face instantly turned green with anger. He had just abandoned everyone on this passenger plane. If he were now saved by the Free Man in front of him, how could he still be a superhero!?

Homelander cursed, his eyes glowing red. He wanted to tear the entire plane apart!

"Calm down, Homelander! Look over there!"

Then, Queen Maeve, in Homelander's arms, shouted coldly, waking Homelander up. He saw that beside the white-clad god holding the island with one hand, there were ten helicopters from various TV stations. At this moment, reporters on those ten helicopters were holding cameras and reporting frantically.

"Oh my God! Is that a god!?"

"Is that an angel from heaven!?"

"No! What's holding up the island right now is Free Man, he's the embodiment of the spirit of freedom!"

The reporters continuously filmed the dashing appearance of the white-clothed god.

"Oh my god! I've spotted Homelander! Quick, let's shift the angle to Homelander. We'll be broadcasting live to see Homelander and Free Man together on screen..."

One reporter spotted Homelander and turned the camera toward him.

"F*ck!"

Homelander looked at the camera pointed at him and forced an incredibly ugly smile. He waved at the audience while muttering curses under his breath.