Vought Tower was busy but orderly.
Too much had happened lately, one thing after another, leaving almost no room to breathe. Even the ordinary junior employees had been under considerable pressure.
But all work proceeded as usual. Notably, some employees in the intelligence department had chosen to leave Vought after learning of the shareholder purge.
Homelander was busy cleaning up the mess. Carl, split in two, was gradually forgotten by the public, and the uproar was nearing its end.
Ashley was busy reorganizing the company structure following the changes in ownership, while the other superheroes were all occupied with their own duties.
Everyone had their own business to attend to, but for Soldier Boy, life remained as leisurely as ever.
He was alone in the suite, reclining on the sofa with his legs propped on the edge of the coffee table, a glass of liquor in his hand as he idly scrolled through short videos.
Soldier Boy took a sip, his gaze settling on the ceiling in thought.
"Old Popsicle, get out here."
[Ding] [Host, what do you need?]
Soldier Boy straightened a little. He rarely called on the Old Popsicle System himself, but this time he had thought of Ryan and grown curious about the stats panel of this one and only natural-born superhuman.
"Check Ryan's abilities."
[Understood. This inquiry costs 10 exchange points. Deducted.]
After a brief pause, a virtual panel appeared before his eyes.
[Character: Ryan] [Current abilities: Level 1: Physical immortality Level 3: Super healing (can grow), super flight (can grow) Level 4: Super durability (can grow) Potential abilities: Super touch, super vision, super hearing, super smell, X-ray vision, super speed, super strength.
Soldier Boy stared at the panel for a while, clicking his tongue in admiration, his eyes