I Do Whatever I Want

Ring, ring, ring.

The alarm made Azu instantly impatient.

"Who set this alarm?"

"It's Sunday. Can't you let me sleep in peace?"

He climbed out of bed.

He opened his eyes.

Through his blurry vision, he saw a room decorated in a European style.

Azu froze for a moment.

He rubbed his eyes.

He confirmed that this was not his room.

Moreover, a Blue battle suit hung on the wall, with a Stars and Stripes cape hanging behind it.

A golden belt, red gloves, and boots were displayed beside it.

"A costume?"

Azu walked over, picked up the Blue battle suit, and held it against himself.

Then he turned around and looked at the full-length mirror against the wall.

"Holy shit!"

In the full-length mirror, he saw a blond white man.

It startled him badly.

He waved his hand.

The man in the mirror made the same movement.

"Is that me?"

Azu could not help pinching his own face.

It hurt a little.

This did not feel like a dream.

Did I transmigrate?

At that moment, a woman outside the bedroom door spoke in English. "Homelander, I hope I'm not disturbing you."

"But there's a press conference you need to attend later."

"Ms. Madelyn thought it was necessary to remind you."

Wait.

Who?

Homelander?

Are you talking to me?

I became Homelander?

Azu looked at the full-length mirror. "Then can I shoot lasers from my eyes?"

The moment that thought crossed his mind, he saw the man in the mirror's eyes light up with a red glow.

The next second.

Two red beams shot out and blew the full-length mirror to pieces.

The woman outside heard the noise and hurriedly called out, "Homelander, are you all right?"

Azu quickly said, "I'm fine."

Then he looked at the battle suit in his hand and the scorched, damaged wall.

He accepted a fact.

"I transmigrated into Homelander!"

Homelander was a Supe from The Boys, an extremely powerful one and possibly one of the strongest Supes in the series.

He was petty, vindictive, and had a severe mother complex.

He was also conceited, arrogant, and insane.

In short, he had an absolutely terrible personality.

Azu had always envied his superpowers, but becoming Homelander was another matter entirely.

Now.

Whether he wanted it or not.

He had become Homelander.

A moment later.

Azu walked out of the room. He had already fused with Homelander's memories and knew what abilities he possessed and how to use them.

He also knew that the bespectacled woman in front of him, holding a tablet, was Ashley.

She was the secretary and assistant to Vought Vice President Madelyn.

Ashley carefully hid her fear and wore a professional smile as she handed him the tablet. "Homelander, please take a look. This is what we'll be announcing today."

"You can go to the venue shortly and rehearse first."

"Oh, and this afternoon—"

Azu extended a finger and gently pressed it against Ashley's lips.

With his other hand behind his back, he flashed an eight-toothed smile. "Dear Ashley, I have something more important to do right now."

"Please don't disturb me."

Ashley shook her head, asking in confusion, "Do you have something to do?"

"That's none of your business." Azu walked toward the window beside the corridor.

Ashley hurriedly said, "Please come back as soon as possible and don't be late. Ms. Madelyn specifically instructed me to tell you."

"I do whatever I want. Don't tell me what to do."

"This is the first time, and the last."

Azu smiled.

Then he smashed through the window.

Bang!

The window shattered.

Azu had already turned into a streak of blue light and vanished beyond the horizon.

Wind blew in from outside the building.

It left Ashley completely disheveled.

"Crazy."

"He's gone crazy again."

High in the sky.

"Woohoo!"

Azu cheered. He had always dreamed of soaring through the sky as naturally as a bird.

Now, he had finally done it.

Homelander's flight ability allowed him to fly freely through the sky at incredible speed.

After flying for a while.

Azu looked toward the upper atmosphere, wanting to test the limits of his abilities.

So he suddenly shot upward.

The distance between him and the ground widened continuously. In the blink of an eye, he had flown more than ten thousand meters into the sky.

Yet he continued flying upward.

Frost began forming on his battle suit.

The next second.

Flames began appearing around his body. He had entered the atmosphere!

Azu narrowed his eyes.

Then he suddenly accelerated.

In an instant, he broke through the atmosphere and entered outer space.

He discovered that he could actually survive in outer space.

He was already just like Superman.

He looked at the endlessly distant stars and wondered whether he could simply fly away into the depths of space.

Then he shook his head.

That seemed rather meaningless.

He tried firing lasers in all directions. Streak after streak of red light howled through space and disappeared into the depths of the cosmos.

Through repeated attempts, Azu discovered that his Laser Eyes could adjust their power.

Their power could roughly be divided into three levels.

The lowest was "Non-lethal mode," the middle was "Lethal mode," and the highest was "Destruction mode."

After experimenting for a while.

Azu was preparing to return when a message floated before his eyes.

Laser Eyes: Proficiency 8/10

Proficiency?

What the hell?

Azu froze.

Then another message appeared.

Flight: Proficiency 4/10

Warning: 1 hour and 7 minutes remain until a Disaster Event occurs.

This...

Could it be that once proficiency was full, an ability could level up?

Could Homelander level up into Superman?

That immediately got Azu fired up.

Originally, he had thought Homelander was merely an inferior version of Superman. It was true that one man was equivalent to an army.

But against immensely powerful weapons like nuclear bombs, he did not know whether Homelander could be blown to death.

But now, this Homelander of his could still level up.

That changed everything.

As long as he could level up into Superman, tanking nuclear bombs would be no problem.

At that point, he could truly do whatever he wanted.

He could genuinely do whatever the hell he pleased.

But what was that warning? What was a Disaster Event?

Forget it. It didn't matter.

I'm Homelander now. I have the power to handle anything!

Azu closed his eyes and murmured, "This is true freedom. Ultimate freedom."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

He burst into laughter, howling as he flew into the atmosphere and turned into a speck of fire that vanished from sight.

At the press conference venue.

Ashley was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Suddenly, she heard wind howling, followed by a figure descending from the sky and landing lightly on the ground.

Homelander was here!

Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Then she led the way. "Please follow me."

Azu walked into the venue with a smile. The moment he appeared, he instantly stole countless shots.

The camera flashes barely stopped for the next five minutes.

Azu smiled at camera after camera as he arrived before the interview platform.

He lightly tapped one of the microphones.

Then he said.

"Sorry to keep everyone waiting."

Ashley also said, "Next, everyone may ask whatever questions they like."

A reporter immediately asked, "Homelander, can you tell us about your upcoming plans?"

"For example, a new movie, merchandise, or perhaps ice cream named after you?"

Azu looked around without the slightest hint of nervousness.

His overwhelming strength gave him the confidence to face the world.

He smiled.

"What I'm about to say may make you think I'm joking."

"But I'm serious."

"Plans?"

"I do have one."

"But not movies, not merchandise, and definitely not ice cream."

"We're superheroes. We're not stars, nor are we clowns meant to entertain the public."

"So my next plan is to straighten out The Seven. I will lead this team to do what it should be doing."

"Instead of making those damned movies!"

The venue fell silent.

Inside The Seven's headquarters.

Vought Vice President Madelyn had just finished pumping milk for her child and slipped on a coat when she saw Homelander's outrageous remarks at the press conference on the live broadcast.

"Damn it."

"What's gotten into him?!"

Madelyn grabbed her phone and called her assistant, Ashley, roaring, "Why did you let him say those things?"

"What the hell is wrong with him?!"

At that moment, a gentle voice came through the phone. "I'm perfectly normal, Ms. Madelyn."

"And don't blame Ashley. This was my own decision; it has nothing to do with her."

Madelyn's expression immediately softened. "John, is something bothering you?"

"It's all right. You can talk to me about it. I'll wait for you in my office."

"Could you give the phone to Ashley?"

"Just a moment."

A moment later, Ashley's voice came on. "Ma'am, I'm here."

Madelyn said grimly, "Tell the reporters Homelander was joking with them just now."

"Next, we'll announce Homelander's latest plans."

"They include one movie, two TV series, and a line of merchandise—everything they're interested in."

"Damn it, how could you let him say something like that?!"

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