At that thought, Solomon could not help shaking his head slightly inwardly.
In the X-Men world, where mutants abounded, this would not have been difficult.
Mutants with level 3 attributes were everywhere there, providing plenty of excellent experimental subjects.
But in the world of The Boys, the options were rather limited.
Even counting every last one, the entire world of The Boys probably could not muster a hundred supes with level 3 attributes!
Solomon gathered his thoughts and turned his head.
His pitch-black eyes swept over Homelander, who stood beside him secretly counting his blessings, and he gave a dispassionate order:
"Have someone clean up the trash on the floor. Tomorrow, find me a few stronger ones."
After hearing Solomon's request, Homelander hesitated for once.
The threshold for this experiment was too high. Supes with level 2 attributes already formed the backbone of the supe population. Anyone stronger than that would almost certainly be a top-tier supe with one foot already through the door of The Seven.
His eyes shifted as he ventured a suggestion:
"Would reserves work? That kid called Golden Boy at Godolkin University seems pretty good to me. His talent is exceptional, and he's strong enough. We could absolutely use him for this experiment."
Solomon glanced at Homelander, a cold sneer curling his lips.
If he remembered correctly, during his last inspection of Godolkin University, an administrator who had no idea what was good for him had kept praising Golden Boy's potential right in front of Homelander, even declaring that he would be the next Homelander.
To think this overgrown infant had held on to that flattery all this time, just waiting to kill him by someone else's hand.
"Put away that laughable jealousy of yours."
Solomon exposed him without mercy. Golden Boy's potential was indeed astonishing,