A one hundred percent success rate in infants?!
What did that mean?
It meant that in the world of the future, everyone would be a Supe!
So-called "gods" and "Superheroes" would lose their uniqueness entirely, reduced to ordinary people found everywhere!
What horrified him even more was Solomon's almost all-consuming, crazed ambition. Mandatory injections for every newborn in the world?
This was nothing less than secretly, forcibly rewriting the evolutionary history of the entire human species!
The ethical boundaries involved, the laws of every nation, and the unimaginable political resistance made it practically as difficult as reaching the heavens!
This was absolutely not something that could be accomplished with a few words.
But... looking at Solomon's cold face, which left no room for discussion, Homelander swallowed with difficulty, forcing down every last bit of his fear, misgivings, and shock.
He knew very well that the man before him was not discussing this with him. He was delivering a divine decree.
He did not even have the right to say "no."
"Yes... I understand."
Homelander lowered his proud head, his voice dry and hoarse.
"I'll have Ashley pull strings in Congress immediately and force this bill through... at any cost."
Solomon waved him away in disgust, as though shooing a fly.
"Enough. Get out! If I ever catch you sneaking into my room like a pervert again, or even lying in my bed... I'll pull the nerves out of your brain one by one. Get out!"
"Yes... yes! I'm leaving right now!"
Homelander shrank back in fright, scrambled around, and stumbled out of the room.
Only after the heavy soundproof door had shut completely behind him did Homelander's nerves, stretched almost to breaking point, finally relax.
He leaned against the cold hallway wall, gulping down air, his face showing the relief