Vought International could not bear the risk of Homelander losing control.
So someone else had to bear that risk for them, and Edgar's approach was this.
Introduce another "Homelander."
Only superhumans could keep superhumans in check. If both sides ended up badly hurt in their struggle, all the better.
What the inhibitor research needed most was time.
Josen stood up, pausing as he passed the Black CEO.
The gesture made the two bodyguards behind him tense up.
"Don't give Starlight a hard time. She's still a kid."
"As you wish."
Watching the figure in the black trench coat disappear, the Black CEO wiped his face in relief.
In the face of superhumans who were like walking nuclear bombs, ordinary people's power meant nothing.
Whatever. The old rules of the game had already turned to utter shit.
Let them raise hell to their hearts' content!
Seven Tower.
"Jonathan, how did you do it?"
In the elevator heading to the command hall, Starlight seemed a little excited.
She was like an elementary school student whose teacher had caught her dating, but whose father was on the school board-still shaken at being caught, yet smug about having someone backing her.
"It's such a shame you weren't there to see Ms. Madelyn's expression change. It was incredible!"
"When I walked in, I felt like she wanted to eat me alive, but after she took a phone call, she actually smiled at me!"
"In the end, she just gave me a mild scolding and let me go."
"Oh my God, before I went in, I thought for sure I'd be kicked out of The Seven this time!"
Josen tugged down the brim of his cap and explained, "I happened to know a friend at Vought International, and he happened to be able to sort