"Kingo... you?" Sersi stared wide-eyed at her companion, who was speaking eloquently before the cameras, and could not help asking, "Kingo, what is going on? What did you do?"
Kingo turned around and looked at his companions, whose faces were filled with uncertainty and shock. His tone was sincere.
"Listen, everyone. Homelander found me before we ever reunited."
Kingo's words carried undisguised admiration.
"We hit it off immediately. We talked for an entire afternoon on a Bollywood set, from Stanislavski's acting system to the artistic techniques of film montage. He is not only a great hero, but also a cinematic artist."
"And I have officially signed with Vought Studios," Kingo said proudly.
"But what does that have to do with the current situation?" Sersi demanded.
"After I signed, Homelander told me everything," Kingo said openly. "About the Celestials, about the Emergence, about the false memories implanted in us."
"Under Homelander's guidance, I have completely awakened. Arishem only sees us as expendable tools. Humanity is the true thing worth protecting."
"This gathering has been livestreamed in real time on Vought's platform through hidden cameras from the moment I saw you all."
"Have you gone insane?!" Ikaris roared.
"No, I am very clear-headed." Kingo met Ikaris's gaze without backing down.
"The survival of billions of humans is at stake. They have the right to know all this. They have the right to know who wants to destroy them and who is protecting them."
Kingo then turned toward the camera and flashed a toothy grin, his teeth gleaming white.
"This is not only responsibility toward the whole world, but also responsibility toward the fans who love me."
Besides reporters, many ordinary onlookers who had come after hearing the news were gathered at the scene. Quite a few of them had originally been Kingo's