Transmigration, I Became Vitrum Superman!

"Vought International announced today that The Seven will hold their annual Hero Gala in New York this month, with all members scheduled to make an appearance..."

The voice of the female anchor drifted from the television, sounding strangely surreal.

The humid night air of Brooklyn.

A man lay in a dark alley, the back of his head resting in a pool of scarlet liquid, his eyes fixed intently on a poster plastered to the wall.

It was a Vought International poster, featuring the seven members standing in a row.

The blonde man in the center wore a cape patterned with the Stars and Stripes, his chin tilted up at a thirty-degree angle, his smile so perfect it looked like it had been cast from a mold.

Homelander!

The strongest superhero in America!

The face of Vought International! The most popular man on the planet!

As Lu Heng regained consciousness, memories flooded his mind like a surging tide.

The original owner: twenty-four years old, same name, born in New York, raised in an orphanage.

No parents, no friends, scraping by on odd jobs.

As for himself, he had been in an office building, working overtime until late into the night just a second ago.

The next moment, he had transmigrated into a world he knew all too well.

The Boys!

This was a world of entertainment unto death!

Superheroes here were not the mainstream force fighting crime, but commodities packaged and produced by capitalists. Even the globally adored Seven were merely brand ambassadors for Vought, committing heinous acts behind the scenes.

And that man standing in the center? He was the scum of the earth!

Justice was worthless in this world.

Lu Heng took a deep breath and pushed himself up from the ground.

The body felt unfamiliar; he was a head taller than before, his shoulders were broader, and the muscle definition in his arms was incredibly rugged.

He clenched his fist.

A rusted trash can nearby wobbled twice, pushed by the air pressure generated by the motion.

Just then, a translucent golden panel materialized out of thin air in his field of vision—

[Viltrumite Bloodline—Awakened]

Bloodline Level: Lv.1 Viltrumite Clerk

Strength: 8 tons | Speed: Subsonic | Defense: Immune to conventional weapons

Flight: Unlocked

Space Survival: 30 minutes

Bio-field: Basic (Passive: Protects body and clothing)

Genetic Status: Absolutely stable, immune to all diseases/viruses/genetic contamination

Ability Points: 0 / 10,000

Point Acquisition: Positive/Negative public emotions, Positive/Negative emotions of key characters

A Viltrumite?

Lu Heng stared at the panel for a long while, the corners of his mouth twitching.

He certainly knew what that was—the alien race from Invincible.

One of the most formidable warrior races in the entire universe.

In this race, the purer the bloodline, the greater the talent. They relied on neither magic nor technology; their sheer physical strength alone could crush everything.

Their lifespans were incredibly long. Figures like the Regent or the Conqueror—pure-blooded Viltrumites—were monsters who had lived for thousands of years.

Most importantly, to prepare for battle, Viltrumites accelerated their growth until they reached their prime—the peak of their combat power—and then ceased aging.

The thousands of years that followed were their golden age.

And what he had activated now was a Lv.1 Clerk, the lowest tier of existence for a Viltrumite.

Yet, it granted him eight tons of strength, a body that bullets couldn't pierce, and the ability to fly at subsonic speeds.

In a normal world, this would be Superman!

In the world of The Boys? He looked up at Homelander's smiling face on the poster. It was hard to say.

However, below the panel, there was a clear bloodline upgrade path.

Lv.2: Common Soldier

If you encounter advertisements asking "Are you a real person?", ignore them and close the window; do not scan any codes or send text messages!

Lv.3: Elite Warrior

Lv.6: Pure-blooded Royalty

If it can be upgraded, then it is not a problem.

However, upgrading requires ability points, and ability points are obtained through emotions.

For example, the worship, gratitude, admiration, or disgust and hatred of the masses.

Changing the fate of key characters can also earn ability points.

The simplest approach is to be a real hero in this world where superheroes are all trash.

It is quite ironic.

Lu Heng stood up and brushed the dust off his pants.

The athletic ability of this body exceeded his expectations; the movement of standing up was as light as a feather, without a hint of weight.

Eight tons of strength were hidden within this muscle and skeletal structure, with nothing unusual visible from the outside.

However, what is the timeline?

Lu Heng suddenly realized.

The plot of The Boys spans several years, and the trajectory of the five seasons varies; if he had transmigrated to the period when Homelander ruled the world, he would be finished.

Lu Heng rummaged through the original owner's pockets, finding an old phone with a cracked screen and thirty-seven dollars in cash.

He opened a news app, and the top headline was a teaser for Vought International's superhero gala.

He scrolled down...

"The Seven's Translucent will attend a Brooklyn community charity event this week!"

Translucent is still alive?

Translucent was killed by Hughie and Butcher early in the first season; the fact that he is still making public appearances means the main plot of the first season has not officially started yet.

He scrolled further down.

"A-Train's drug test report for this month is normal; Vought International responds to external skepticism!"

"Vought's The Seven recruitment plan exposed: Nationwide search for the 'eighth member' sparks heated debate."

This news made Lu Heng narrow his eyes.

The Seven's recruitment—this is building momentum for Starlight to join the team.

Starlight, Annie January, joined The Seven through a nationwide search, and the timing of her joining coincided exactly with the period when Hughie's girlfriend was killed by A-Train.

In other words...

Robin is still alive?

Lu Heng tucked the phone back into his pocket.

In a world crawling with superhumans, he needs to constantly upgrade his bloodline to gain greater power.

Power is the right to speak, and power will ensure he doesn't have to eat beef!

Lu Heng raised his head and tried to focus his intent.

His feet left the ground.

He floated up naturally.

The night wind rushed into his collar, the airflow around him accelerated, and Brooklyn slowly shrank beneath his feet.

Supersonic flight is an instinct for a Viltrumite, as natural as a human walking on their legs.

Lu Heng hovered in mid-air, looking down at the city below, where a phantom image of Homelander appeared on a billboard.

Then, he heard a sound coming from the distance...

Three blocks away, glass shattered with a roar, and a woman was screaming helplessly.

Occasionally, a man's angry shouting could be heard, and whether it was his imagination or not, Lu Heng heard the crackle of electricity.

Superpowered crime.

In New York, this stuff is more common than car accidents.

Vought International only cares about packaging top-tier superheroes to make money, but what about those low-level superhumans on the streets who have been messed up by Compound V?

Nobody cares about them at all!

The more of them there are, the better, as it highlights the necessity of superheroes.

Lu Heng opened the system.

The experience bar on the panel was at zero.

It requires ten thousand points to upgrade.

He did not hesitate for long; he tilted his body toward the source of the sound, and his speed suddenly surged at that moment.

Subsonic flight, in the eyes of ordinary people, was nothing more than a blur flashing by.

A few seconds later, Lu Heng arrived at the scene of the incident.