"Take off your mask."
Lucian looked at Black Noir, who stood guard at the entrance to the cryogenic area.
Without hesitation, Black Noir raised his hands, undid the clasps, and removed the black mask, revealing the face of a young Black man.
The current Black Noir would neither betray nor question him. He would only carry out his orders. Strong enough and a man of few words, he was a perfect fit for the Law Enforcement and Discipline Department.
As for his face, the Supe Affairs Bureau was not an entertainment company. It did not need him to keep playing a mysterious hero.
"Go to the Supe Affairs Bureau and report to Neuman. Your new position is in the Law Enforcement Department."
"Yes."
"For now, you'll be responsible for apprehending illegal Supes who refuse to register. Take them alive if you can. If they put up fierce resistance, you can cripple them."
Black Noir nodded, turned, and left.
Now that was a good employee. No salary, no demands, and absolutely obedient.
Lucian arrived at the Detention Area and pressed a switch on the console.
Click.
Three cells unlocked at once.
Hughie leaned against the wall, staring at the slowly opening alloy door, unable to process it for a long while. His last memory was of being at the end of his rope and injecting himself with Temporary Compound V.
After that, he had woken up in a cell.
"Uh... are you letting me go?"
Mother's Milk strode out of the neighboring cell. He was not as panicked as Hughie, but his taut muscles and tightly clenched fists betrayed his feelings. He stared at Lucian, his eyes filled with undisguised hostility.
"Looks like it, but I don't think that's a good thing."
He remembered it clearly.
Annie had released a wave