Pero landed in an abandoned industrial park.
He shook the nonexistent blood off his hands.
His brow, however, was tightly furrowed.
He felt that events had been racing in a direction he could not understand from the very beginning.
He recalled Homelander's face, which had just been beaten to a pulp.
And the smile on it that had given him goosebumps.
"Something's wrong. Very wrong."
Pero's super-brain went to work again, frantically recalling the scattered bits of The Boys' plot he remembered from his previous life.
"Homelander... a product of Vought International, the strongest Supe on Earth, extremely twisted and conceited, desperately craving love?!!!"
"A man-child desperately craving love?!"
A thought slammed into Pero's head like Dio's road roller.
"No way..." The corner of Pero's mouth twitched involuntarily.
"That beating just now... didn't awaken his longing for the fatherly love he never had, did it? No way...?"
At that thought, goosebumps broke out all over Pero's body.
"Was he chasing me and calling me Father just now?"
"I... fucking hell, I don't even have a wife, and now I'm a dad?!"
Pero felt that his entire worldview had been completely shattered today.
"Good thing I'm not a woman." Still shaken, Pero patted his chest. "If he chased me around calling me Mom, I'd start wondering whether this was Junior Vaal's scheme."
To make it easier to operate in this world, Pero decided to sort out his identity first.
He activated his super-vision, his gaze instantly piercing layer after layer of obstacles and spanning thousands of kilometers.
He scanned libraries and a certain wj building, while his super-brain worked at high speed, analyzing and learning this world's knowledge.
In just a few seconds, he absorbed all the knowledge he saw.
Soon, he found a fairly ideal place to stay on the