Homelander You have to consider public opinion, consider the character, and consider the feelings of CP fans!
Nowadays, external media, official media, and self-media are all hyping up his relationship with Jessica.
"The domineering Homelander and the tsundere Queen Maeve".
This is the persona that Vought Public Relations Department has been maintaining.
Fans just accept this.
This sense of CP has brought him continuous popularity and income.
If a "personal female apprentice" suddenly appears at this time...
Still this pure little white flower type.
Public opinion can easily go astray.
What will the gossip tabloids write?
<Homelander is in love with someone else? Jessica blocks the door late at night.>
<Jessica was cheated on, and the third party was actually a hero intern?>
<Homelander's open relationship: Jessica dated Jessica and Scarlet Girl at the same time, and was exposed to using a contraceptive bracelet>
Although this kind of tidbits can bring traffic, they are black and red and are easy to lose fans, especially high-quality "mom fans" and "CP fans".
But then again, currently Homelander has not made their relationship public.
Everything is just outside speculation.
If a "strong competitor" is introduced at this time...
Just like in Death in Primary School, Xinlan is the official wife, but the appearance of Ai has doubled the debate among the CP parties.
If fans are divided into the "Zubao Party" and the "Zuwu Party", there is no room for maneuver...
While Homelander was thinking.
Jessica was looking at him steadily, his eyes unabashedly saying, "Do you dare to agree to give it a try?"
Although she is usually carefree, women have the same sense of territoriality.
The two fell silent when they saw Homelander.
To Wanda, this silence was a signal of rejection. Her eyes dimmed a little.
But in Jessica's view, this silence... is that he is wavering!
"This old pervert..." Jessica cursed in his heart, "Did he really fall in love with this girl?"
No!
Absolutely not!
In order to maintain the company's image...
Jessica suddenly took a step forward and stood between Homelander and Wanda.
"Um, Wanda, right?"
Jessica had an unfamiliar professional fake smile on his face, but his tone was quite tough.
"Homelander He is very busy. He has to save the world every day, shoot commercials, and have dinner with the president. How can he have time to bring in new people?"
"Besides, your foundation is too poor." Jessica looked Wanda up and down, "You haven't even done physical training, right? Following Homelander will only become a drag on him."
"But..." Wanda wanted to retort.
"No buts!"
"Listen to my sister and practice with me first."
Jessica couldn't help but grabbed Wanda's wrist.
"We will have a very, very substantial special training plan. I will train you to be the best heroine."
"Wait..." Wanda wants to say something else.
"Can't wait any longer! This is for your own good!"
Jessica didn't give her a chance at all, he pulled her and walked out.
"Let's go, get your uniform first, and then take a physical test. Pietro, come too! Don't use your leg injury as an excuse to be lazy, do some upper body strength training for me!"
"Ah? I want it too?" Pietro looked confused.
"Nonsense! Hurry up!"
Jessica, like a conscientious sheepdog, drove the two lambs out of the office.
Before leaving the house, she turned back and glared at Homelander, her eyes full of warning.
"Bang."
The door is closed.
Homelander is the only person left in the office again.
Homelander was stunned for two seconds.
Without getting entangled, let's think about the ultimate issue of blind box drawing again.
"Why don't you save ten companies?"
"But my hands feel so itchy..."
Just when he was hesitating whether to be a gambling dog or a farm rat.
"Boom--!!"
The sky outside the window suddenly became gloomy, with dark clouds and lightning and thunder.
"Boom----!!!"
Another thunder exploded outside Homelander's window.
Thick lightning struck unceremoniously on the terrace of his office.
Homelander raised his eyebrows and looked out the window.
In the midst of a heavy rainstorm, a strong blond man holding a hammer walked awkwardly from his terrace while supporting a red-haired woman in tights.
Those are Thor and Natasha.
Thor looked a little gloomy, and the armor still had scorch marks from the palm cannon.
Natasha looked tired, and his hair was wet and stuck to his face.
"Anthony!"
When Natasha saw Homelander, it was like seeing a savior.
Homelander folded his hands on his chest, with a consistent smile on his face.
"Hey, aren't these our His Highness Thor and Black Widow?"
"What? What's this new Play? Temptation of getting wet in the rain?"
Homelander pointed to the ground again.
"Also, Thor, that's my terrace. Remember to pay the maintenance fee for the floor tiles."
"No time for jokes now, Homelander!"
Thor strode over with a serious expression.
"Something big happened."
"Avengers Tower has fallen."
"Tony, Banner, Barton... they are all controlled."
Homelander pretended to be surprised. "Wow, Hydra is so powerful?"
"Not Hydra."
Thor gritted his teeth and said the name.
"It's Lorelei."
"A...Enchantress from Asgard."
"She turned Avengers Tower into her harem."
Homelander was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha! What did you say?"
"Iron Man? Hulk? Became a harem?"
"Oh, hahahaha! This plot..."
Homelander almost laughed to tears.
"... It's simply better than the movies I've been in."
"Okay, tell me more..."
"Ashley, prepare a bucket of popcorn for me and bring it in, oh no, three buckets!"
At this time.
The top floor of Avengers Tower, the private space of Tony·Stark.
The party hall, which was originally full of technology and modern style, has now been transformed into a palace full of ambiguity.
Red curtains hung from the ceiling, and the air was filled with the smell of incense.
Lorelei sat lazily on a custom-made Iron Throne with a layer of fur covering it.
She gently shook the glass of red wine in her hand.
At her feet, Clint·Barton was kneeling meekly, holding a tray with freshly cut fruits on it.
"Grapes." Lorelei ordered.
Barton immediately picked up a grape and carefully fed it to her mouth, her eyes full of obsession.
"Hmm... that's great."
Luo Lei turned her eyes to the other side.
Tony·Stark and Bruce·Banner are immersed in a pile of complicated instruments, their hands operating the holographic keyboard quickly.
"How is the progress? My craftsmen?" Lorelei asked lazily.
Tony stopped what he was doing and turned around with an excited expression on his face.
"Eighty percent done, my queen."
He pointed to the center of the experimental table.
Mind Scepter is mounted on an energy confinement device.
And above the scepter, there is a metal structure like a brain suspended.
"We combined the Mind Stone frequency of this scepter and accidentally discovered that there are neuron link signals inside the scepter, which means..."
Tony chattered about those technical terms, like a student showing off his work to the teacher.
"Stop."
Lorelei interrupted him impatiently.
"I don't want to hear those boring principles. I only care about the results."
She stood up and walked to the device.
"Tell me, what can it do?"
"It understands your will and amplifies your will."
Tony explained.
"As long as you activate this metal brain, your will will instantly cover every corner of the earth through Stark Global Satellite Network."
"All will hear your call."
Tony spread his arms as if he was drawing a grand blueprint.
"All the men in the world will be your slaves."