Seven Tower, command center.
Ashley turned off the television and staggered back two steps in a daze. A voice kept repeating in her head.
I'm going to lose my job!
I'm about to lose my job!
What am I supposed to do now? Battle Armor technology is going to replace superheroes. The company might even go bankrupt.
Obviously.
She was not the only one with such concerns.
Livewire clutched his head and sat down in a chair. "Everyone, are we going to lose our jobs?"
"From that colonel's tone just now, it sounds like they won't need us to deal with superpowered criminals anymore. As long as the police put on Battle Armor, they can do it too."
Princess Frost looked at Ashley. "Where's Homelander? Isn't he in Seven Tower?"
Ashley did not have the strength to answer. The assistant had already started considering whether she could find work at Olga Company after losing her job.
Maeve, however, said, "It won't be that simple."
"Battle Armor technology is impressive, but it probably isn't cheap, right?"
"Even if it's rolled out through the police system, I don't think every officer can get a set."
"Having one set assigned to every police station would already be extravagant. A police station serving an entire neighborhood might only get one."
Princess Frost said, "Even so, it's still a major blow to us."
"I never thought things would turn out like this."
Just then, a voice rang out.
"What are you panicking for?"
Hearing that voice, everyone in the command center looked up and saw Homelander walk in.
With his hands behind his back, Azu smiled. "Battle Armor technology?"
"You don't really think that stuff can replace us, do you?"
He looked at Maeve.
"Can it hurt you?"
Then he looked at Livewire.
"Can it