Who agrees? Who opposes? (Five thousand words~)

A few minutes later...

Starlight entered the Seven's conference room, accompanied by a group of unsurprised cleaning staff. "You killed her!?"

Starlight stared at Storm, who lay on the floor. Although she had lost the most crucial part of being human, becoming a headless horseman from Irish folklore, her body didn't seem to be dead. It was still trembling slightly.

"Her cells are very powerful, filled with strong healing energy, and her metabolism is different from that of ordinary people. It's a very rare superpower. I hope the company can study it thoroughly and strive to produce medicine that can help the world create a better future as soon as possible."

Jupiter stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the headless horseman on the ground, and spoke softly.

At this moment, Jupiter looked at the female * on the ground, shaking his head. He suddenly thought of the term "Aurora-chan."

For such disgusting individuals, nothing made them seem cuter than adding "chan" to their name. We should pay tribute to our great senior, the "Moe" organization.

"Find all her detailed information. Dig as deep as you can. Investigate every residence she's ever been to, one by one! She's far more than she appears. I believe that once we've investigated everything, Ms. Storm's past will surely bring us a small surprise and breakthrough in our plan."

After making a small joke, Jupiter said coldly to Starlight.

"Okay! Of course!"

"Mr. Edgar told me to fully support you anyway."

Starlight couldn't say she wasn't dissatisfied. After all, she had dedicated almost her entire life to the company. Yet now, the company was asking her to assist a madman who had only recently joined. Most critically, this madman possessed the most powerful abilities in the world and killed without batting an eye!

Heaven knows the powerlessness, anger, and fear she felt every day when facing Jupiter.

"Then what are you waiting for!?"

Jupiter looked at Starlight and asked.

"Okay! I'll go handle it right away..."

Starlight listened to Jupiter's arrogant tone and felt very uneasy. However, she still controlled her emotions, suppressing the anger in her heart.

"Hmph~"

Jupiter could sense Starlight's defiance, but he didn't care. Whether Starlight was convinced or not didn't affect Jupiter, as long as she didn't delay his plan.

The Vought Family's efficiency was indeed high. After Jupiter asked Starlight to do something, within just a few hours, Jupiter obtained what he wanted...

Compound V for adults!

"You were right!"

Starlight stood before Jupiter, holding the documents in her hand. She no longer felt any dissatisfaction.

In fact, it turned out Jupiter was correct. He was like a prophet, foreseeing everything in advance!

Now, Starlight suspected if Jupiter had the superpower to predict the future. If that were the case...

Starlight thought about this, suppressed all her emotions, and decided to work diligently for Jupiter from now on, until he successfully ran for President.

"Very good, then it's time to start our great undertaking!"

Jupiter smiled slightly, looking at the blue potion in Starlight's hand.

In the afternoon, Vought officially announced the news that Free Man Jupiter was preparing to run for President of the Free Nation!

The moment this news broke, the entire country fell into a frenzy!

People who had been eyeing the election, looked at Free Man floating in the air with a smile, their faces turned ashen. They all felt a sense of crisis, knowing that Free Man would be their biggest threat in the election for President of the Free Nation.

"Friends, people of the Free Nation! After much thought, I have decided not to remain silent any longer. I have decided to step forward!"

"This country needs someone to carry all the banners, protect the safety of the people, and make robbery, shootings, and all sorts of criminal acts disappear completely. This country needs someone to step forward and become the people's protector!"

"And I! I can be your protector!"

"As long as I am here, all evil in the world will disappear! When you are threatened by evil, look up at the sky, and your President will protect everything for you!"

Jupiter spoke passionately and righteously to the television, as if turning his image into a symbol, an emblem.

Jupiter's approval ratings soared crazily. Countless people switched their votes to Jupiter. Compared to those hypocritical politicians who always spoke empty words and never fulfilled their promises, they believed more in a hero who was both on screen and in reality.

However, although Jupiter seemed to have gained everyone's support and his approval ratings far surpassed others, the other candidates did not give up. They continuously spread rumors detrimental to Jupiter online.

The biggest blow to Jupiter was the question: What if Jupiter was also a Homelander, a beast in human clothing? How would we deal with it?

When Homelander went mad, we had Free Man to counter him. But when Free Man goes mad, what do we have to counter him?

The only thing we can use to counter Free Man is a nuclear weapon! If Free Man gets his hands on the nuclear weapon switch, then no one in this world will be able to restrain him. Therefore, we absolutely cannot let Free Man win the election. He can be a hero, he can be the symbol of the Free Nation, but he absolutely cannot be the President of the Free Nation!

This short and powerful article caused a huge uproar online. Countless people agreed with the author, believing that if Free Man went mad, how would they fight him? With the guns in their hands? Don't be ridiculous, bullets couldn't even penetrate Homelander's eyelids.

For a time, Free Man Jupiter's approval ratings continued to decline. At the same time, his enemies seized this opportunity, giving continuous speeches and spending a large amount of money to create an organization specifically against superheroes. Most of the members of this organization were people who had been harmed by superheroes, as well as those who saw an opportunity. The anti-superhuman organization rapidly expanded...

Meanwhile, the other candidates outwardly gave positive speeches. Their speeches were largely similar; they all supported Free Man's actions and admired his noble character, which was like that of the Free Nation. However, they believed that the highest authority of the Free Nation should be held by an ordinary person.

Although their speeches were not particularly outstanding, they were surprisingly effective, causing the approval ratings of these individuals to rise.

"Jupiter, your approval ratings are dropping!?"

"Why did you ask me to write an article specifically targeting you?"

Ashley looked at the computer with a headache. Yes, the article currently circulating online that caused Jupiter's approval ratings to drop was written and published by Ashley at Jupiter's request. Everything behind it was orchestrated by Jupiter.

"Because even if we don't make a move, others will eventually think of this. Remember, a qualified person in power must always be in control of everything, including their own weaknesses."

"As a member of my behind-the-scenes team, your mission is to find my weaknesses, and then, based on my weaknesses, think of ways to overcome them."

Jupiter patted Ashley's shoulder and spoke with an incredibly calm expression, as if he wasn't bothered at all by the drop in his approval ratings. 💥👺 🎉👻

"What do we do now!?"

"Our approval ratings have hit rock bottom!"

Although Ashley understood Jupiter's meaning, understanding it didn't mean she knew how to salvage the situation.

"Go prepare for the press conference!"

"Since I asked you to write that article, it means I already have a plan."

Jupiter said, hands behind his back, completely composed.

"Okay!"

Ashley nodded slightly at his words. As long as Jupiter had a way to deal with it, that was enough. She knew that both Mr. Edgar and Starlight fully supported Jupiter, meaning the entire Vought was in this together with Jupiter. This was a high-stakes gamble: win, and Vought would control the entire Free Nation; lose, and Vought would be severely weakened for decades.

Under Ashley's direction, within half an hour, all the most famous reporters in the Free Nation were gathered.

"Mr. Free Man, what are your thoughts on the article circulating online!?"

A reporter got straight to the point, bringing up the online article immediately.

"I've read that article. It's indeed very well-written, the wording is appropriate, the language is pleasant, and the author's writing skills are very solid."

Jupiter smiled brightly, nodding gently to express his admiration for the article's author.

"Uh..."

"I mean, what do you think about the impact this article has had on your campaign?"

The reporter's mouth twitched, speaking somewhat helplessly.

"The impact on me!?"

"I don't think this article has had any impact on me."

Jupiter's reply remained incredibly smooth.

"..."

After hearing Jupiter's words, the reporters looked at each other. Finally, they reached a conclusion: they had to increase the pressure, otherwise, they wouldn't be able to dig out anything they wanted to see.

"Mr. Free Man, what do you say about the article stating that if you were to go mad like Homelander one day, we would have no means to deal with you other than nuclear weapons!?"

Finally, a reporter mustered up the courage and asked tremblingly.

"Makes sense!?"

"How about we give it a try?"

Jupiter said, his eyes glowing crimson.

"Oh..."

Instantly, a commotion broke out in the crowd.

"Hahaha..."

"I was just kidding!"

Jupiter chuckled as he looked at the agitated reporters.

"Yes! No one can guarantee they won't go mad one day!"

"Before Homelander revealed his true self, we all thought he was a good person."

"But when Homelander truly showed his true colors, a hundred good people died!"

"I sincerely do not wish to see such a day again..."

Jupiter feigned grief, covering his face with his hand.

"We know, we don't want to see it either."

Someone among the reporters seemed to empathize, showing sadness. He had colleagues and friends who died in that riot.

"If one day, this situation happens again, I mean, if superhumans go mad again, what should we do?!"

"The enemy ignores bullets! Runs faster than cars, and can even fly?! Are we just supposed to kneel and pray?"

Jupiter spoke loudly. This part of his speech was exactly the rhetoric used by anti-superhuman organizers who opposed superhumans becoming President of the Free Nation.

"F*ck! He stole my words!"

The leader of the anti-superhuman organization, watching the passionate speech of Jupiter on TV, angrily accused.

"No, we don't just have to kneel and pray. We can fight back, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!"

"Ever since the Homelander incident, I've been cooperating with my company, Vought, hoping to develop a super-soldier serum that can turn every good person into a super-soldier. Perhaps my conviction moved God, and after countless efforts, we finally developed this serum using my blood, Compound V! It can turn ordinary people into superhumans!"

Jupiter said, pulling out a tube of blue compound.

"WTF..."

The reporters stared at the blue potion in Jupiter's hand, their eyes wide. In that moment, they were stunned. They had imagined countless retorts Jupiter might use, but never in their wildest dreams did they expect him to produce a super-soldier serum and shout, "Come on, my babies! The next era belongs to superhumans!"

"Once I successfully become the Free Nation's president! I will have Congress deliver a vial of Compound V to every family, to every person in the Free Nation. Friends, throw away your guns! They can no longer protect us. This is the era of superhumans! An era for future superhumans, an era for you! So tell me now! Can the future superhuman president truly be an ordinary person?"

Jupiter pointed a finger at the camera, at everyone watching on their televisions.

"WTF..."

"We can become superhumans!?"

"Can I fly too?"

The leader of the Anti-Superhuman Alliance watched Jupiter's words on the television. After five seconds of thought, he announced his resignation, and the organization was disbanded on the spot.

Meanwhile, at the very moment the Anti-Superhuman Organization disbanded, an organization supporting superhumans was established. It turned out to be the same group of people...

"And that's that..."

Jupiter finished speaking. Without waiting for the reporters' questions, he instantly soared into the sky.

The reporters, watching Jupiter ascend, gaped. They hadn't recovered from the news they'd just heard. Everyone in this world could become a damn superhuman!? This news was too damn explosive!

In an instant, Jupiter's approval rating exploded!

Although countless people tried to obstruct him, it was useless!

They would never understand the sheer determination of a mortal wanting to become a superpowered individual!

They would rather die trying to become superhumans and then die!

The final outcome was already decided. Jupiter won with an overwhelming advantage...

However, sometimes, those tedious, boring, superficial tasks couldn't be abandoned, even if Jupiter considered them all shit!

Several candidates, along with Jupiter, entered the room. They were about to engage in a fierce speech competition.

Although they knew the significance of this competition had diminished, it was their last gamble, so they still cherished it.

"Well! Because I'm a bit pressed for time, I'll make this brief."

Jupiter glanced at his watch, too lazy to waste words.

"Please, go ahead..."

Although the candidates were displeased, they still wore smiles.

"Photographer..."

Jupiter nodded, then gave the photographer a meaningful look.

"Understood~"

The photographer nodded gently, his eyes flashing with electricity. In an instant, all the photographic equipment in the room was filled with static.

"Huh!?"

The candidates frowned as they looked at the crackling camera equipment, a bad premonition already forming in their hearts.

"My dear candidates..."

"I suggest you all announce your withdrawal from this election right after the show begins!"

"This term, and all future presidential terms, will be held by me!"

"Who seconds this? Who opposes?!"

As Jupiter spoke, his eyes instantly lit up with a scarlet, burning glow, accompanied by a ferocious smile.

"Uh..."

The candidates felt the rising temperature in the room and saw Jupiter's burning scarlet eyes. Their expressions changed instantly. They were certain that if they uttered a single word of dissent or opposition, their lives would end right there.

"I second!"

The first to agree was a middle-aged man who didn't want to risk his life.

"I second too!"

"Me too!"

"Same here..."

With the first person agreeing, the others found it much easier. They all chose to accept Jupiter's "little suggestion" and withdraw from this election.

"Excellent..."

Jupiter looked with satisfaction at all the candidates who had chosen to withdraw.

"You have just made the greatest and wisest choice of your lives!"

"For that, I will provide each of you with the purest Compound V!"

Jupiter snapped his fingers. Immediately, staff members walked over carrying briefcases filled with the azure Compound V, placing the blue gold before the candidates in full view.

"..."

The candidates stared at the tempting blue vials, remaining silent. It was impossible not to be tempted; after all, possessing Compound V meant becoming a superhuman. But if they truly accepted these serums, they would have absolutely no hope of a comeback. No one would vote for a group of people who broke their word, who claimed superhumans were dangerous one moment and chose to become superhumans themselves the next...

The candidates knew this was Jupiter forcing them to make a choice.

"Thank you for the Free Man's generosity!"

After a moment of silence, the first candidate to agree with Jupiter decisively picked up Compound V and injected it into his own arm.

"Ugh..."

The next second, the others who were still hesitating also picked up Compound V.

"Well done."

Jupiter, with his hands behind his back, nodded slightly as he watched those who chose to inject Compound V.

The method of training a dog was to give a few treats immediately after the whip. His future path, Jupiter's, was stable, and the experimental game officially began.