The thoughts in his mind were like dust drifting through the air, moving without order, impossible to grasp.
Soldier Boy frowned and tried to contact Old Popsicle again, but all that answered him was Homelander's agonized howling in the distance.
"Fuck! Keep it down, you pussy! Can't you take a little pain?"
Soldier Boy cursed irritably.
After cursing, he struggled with it a little longer before finally accepting that he had lost contact with Old Popsicle.
Endless doubts clouded his mind, leaving him deeply agitated.
Could it have something to do with Homelander injecting the original Compound V?
That had to be it.
After all, the last time Old Popsicle had appeared was to issue the mission to stop Homelander from injecting the Original Compound.
But why would that cause him to lose contact with Old Popsicle?
And what was Old Popsicle's main purpose in having him redeem Homelander?
The deeper he followed that train of thought, the more questions emerged.
Soldier Boy kept feeling that these events were like individual pearls, separated from one another by a thin membrane. To string them into a necklace, he would first have to pierce that membrane.
Unfortunately, Soldier Boy had too little information at present. It was like a fine, soft thread that could never pierce that membrane.
Beneath the blazing sun, the chilly wind of late autumn swept past, only to dissolve in the scorching air.
Soldier Boy looked up at the sky.
He activated his level 1 super vision, trying to see where those two beams of heat vision ended, but even straining his sight to its limits yielded nothing.
He gave a self-deprecating smile. Homelander's heat vision had probably reached the speed of light. After these ten-odd minutes, it would already have left an unstoppable trail through the universe.