Inside a conference room at Vought International, Homelander had his arm around The Deep’s shoulders with an enthusiastic expression, speaking with great warmth: “Bro, come on, I’ll take you around to get familiar with the company and learn your way around…” The hand gripping The Deep’s shoulder tightened slightly, instantly snapping him out of his “main character” reverie.
The Deep turned his head and saw a flash of red light deep within Homelander’s eyes.
Rumors about Homelander and the advice of his “predecessors” flashed through his mind, and he immediately became obedient.
Not daring to say another word, he was led away, trembling, by Homelander.
“I won’t…
fail to survive even the first day, will I?” “My octopus is still waiting for me to come home!” As they left, Black Noire also followed them out, holding up a sign that read: “Something came up, leaving first.” It looked like he was going to protect The Deep, lest he be turned into grilled fish on his very first day.
—————— “Fuck, Deep, who do you think you are?!
The leader of The Seven?” Homelander vented all of his recent rage onto The Deep.
This clown actually dared to be so presumptuous in front of him!
“Look at you, you’re a fucking goddamn monster.
You even have a pair of disgusting gills!” In the recording studio, The Deep was pinned down by Homelander, unable to move, staring directly into those crimson eyes that looked as if they were flowing with magma.
And on his abdomen, the gills that allowed him to gallop through the deep sea had just been torn open by Homelander in an instant.
Pain radiated from the wound, and a sense of weakness began to take over his consciousness.
Fear gripped The Deep’s heart.
He was going to die!
At this rate, he would absolutely die!
He wanted to kneel and beg for mercy, but when he opened his mouth, only a trickle of fresh blood flowed out.
“Die, you piece of trash!
Better luck in your next life!” Seemingly having had enough fun, Homelander activated his Heat Vision to finish The Deep off.
Sizzle!
Flesh was scorched, making a searing sound, but it wasn’t The Deep’s head.
Instead, a hand had blocked the Heat Vision; the newcomer was none other than Black Noire.
As if he felt no pain, he didn’t pull his hand back even though it was burned into a bloody mess by the Heat Vision.
Homelander calmed down slightly and looked at Black Noire in surprise.
His best friend was actually coming to save this piece of trash, The Deep?
Black Noire withdrew his hand and held up a sign: “He can’t die yet.
The higher-ups still have plans for him.” At the thought that a loser like The Deep could join The Seven and even have someone protecting him, Homelander’s expression became extremely ugly.
He glanced at The Deep, who looked like a dead dog, and finally, he gave Black Noire the face, turning to leave.
The Deep was thrown heavily onto the floor.
Blood continued to flow from his wound, and he felt like he wouldn’t survive.
Black Noire merely gave him a brief glance, left a dialogue board and a case on the spot, and turned to walk away.
He left behind an incredulous Deep, Who cried out weakly for help: “Come back!
Are you only going to save me halfway?
I feel like I can still be rescued!” Realizing the other person wasn’t coming back, The Deep could only struggle to sit up and look at the things Black Noire had left behind.
There was only one sentence on it: “If you want to live, inject the contents of the case.” He opened it, And inside was an azure Compound V, clear and bright, shimmering with a mesmerizing light.
Looking at the injection in front of him, The Deep knew he had no choice.
He was about to go into shock from excessive blood loss.
Even if he became a lab rat, he had to take the gamble!
He aimed at a vein and injected it all in one go.
“Ugh, AHHHHHH!!” Intense pain coursed through The Deep’s entire body as the blue liquid flowed wildly through his veins.
Surges of powerful vitality rapidly emerged, and the tissue at the wound site regenerated quickly.
Flesh, skin, and finally, even those disgusting gills grew back.
But it wasn’t over yet.
His gills continued to writhe irregularly, proliferating unneeded cells.
They transformed into a tentacle that squirmed within his blood vessels, triggering deeper genetic changes.
The Deep was completely unaware of this; he only felt much better and slowly climbed to his feet.
In the depths of his heart, a seed of hatred for Homelander was secretly planted.
————— On the other side, Morgan received a message from Daisy saying her new equipment was ready.
77th Floor, Equipment Department, Daisy’s workshop.
A 160mm caliber hand cannon, entirely covered in silver-white paint, sat on the table.
“How is it?
This young lady’s work of genius perfectly meets your requirements.” “The interior is filled with Energy-storing materials, and the outer shell is made of top-tier alloy—it’s drop-resistant and durable.” “The pressurization system inside is my masterpiece, with a conversion efficiency of 99.99%.” “Combined with your ability, the power will be absolutely explosive.” As soon as Morgan put it on, she couldn’t put it down.
It looked stylish and felt comfortable to wear.
And according to the other woman, If she had had this equipment while fighting the Tumor Beast, her Energy-gathering speed would have definitely doubled.
The power, accuracy, and initial velocity of the Energy attacks would all be greatly enhanced!
She remembered that Tumor Beast that broke into her home, where she had spent ages charging up an ultimate move, only to produce a wobbly ball of light.
It was a scene where she had lost all face and appeared extremely pathetic, and it was even seen by employees acting as a ‘passionate audience.’ At that time, she was so embarrassed she could have dug out a three-bedroom apartment with her toes.
If given another chance, she definitely wouldn’t let her passionate audience down!
———————— To be honest, it felt quite heavy in hand.
If she didn’t have five tons of strength in one hand, she really wouldn’t be able to wield this thing.
Morgan couldn’t wait to head to the firing range to test the effects.
“Daisy, lights on!” “You got it, Boss!” Swish!
Swish!
Swish!
Just like when she dealt with the Tumor Beast last time, ten 20-million-lumen spotlights were aimed at Morgan simultaneously.
To test her current limits, Morgan had also exchanged the gold coins she earned earlier for an attribute point and put it into Energy.
Buzz~ Buzz buzz.
As her Energy reached 20, a sense of realization rose in Morgan’s heart—20 was a threshold.
Her control over Energy had now reached a whole new level!
Sensing slightly, she realized the Energy in the surrounding environment had not yet reached her limit.
“Daisy!
Ten more!” Wearing special goggles, Daisy looked at Morgan, whose figure was no longer visible due to the light in the firing range, and swallowed hard.
More?
What, did she really want to cosplay as the sun?
After silently complaining, she took another pair of sunglasses from the drawer and put them on.
She then adjusted the equipment one by one and set up ten more.
Who could argue?
She was the boss.
These props belonged to her too.
In this base, there were actually many more props.
The original Morgan lacked confidence in her strength, so having more equipment was quite reasonable.
With the support of twenty 20-million-lumen lights, the ball of pure Energy in the hand cannon gradually turned into Blue Plasma.
Wearing her goggles, Morgan aimed at fifty concrete walls stacked together ahead, with a total thickness of a full 25 meters.
She fiercely unleashed this strike!
“Pew—” Ahead, the walls turned into dust and fell the moment they were touched.
Series of “Pew—” sounds continued to ring out.
Daisy stared intently at the data in the observation room.
10 layers penetrated…
“Not bad, not bad.
It’s exceeded the expected results…” This kind of power could already be considered a valuable Energy weapon!
It was the maximum power her design could reach.
With just a powerful output Energy source, Energy weapons could be mass-produced.
She would be the founding master of Energy weapons!
20 layers penetrated…
“Boss is awesome!
Boss is awesome!” 20 layers!
That was 10 meters of thick wall.
Her theories absolutely did not support the hand cannon achieving such an effect.
Reaching this level could only be because of the person using the weapon.
30 layers, “Holy crap, is she even human?
Did I lose money selling it to her for 5 million dollars?” 40 layers, 50 layers!
“Dammit!
Don’t fucking penetrate anymore!
Please, stop!
You’re about to shoot through the company!” “Pew—” The Energy ball did not respond to her hopes.
Under her despairing gaze, a spherical void blasted through wall after wall behind them.
“Pew—” By the time the 12th room was penetrated, causing massive panic throughout the 77th floor, The plasma ball finally…
Shot right through Vought International!
It flew straight outside!
Fortunately, the 77th floor was high enough, and there weren’t many buildings opposite.
After flying slowly for a while, its Energy was finally exhausted, and it vanished into points of starlight.
Looking at the hole in the company, the damaged equipment, and the colleagues fleeing in all directions, Daisy collapsed onto the floor.
My performance review, my bonus, my job, my life…
Gone, it’s all gone…