“If that’s the case, please, by all means, let me follow you!” Starlight’s tone didn’t sound like she was joking; her eyes were still red and the tear stains hadn’t dried yet, but her gaze didn’t waver.
Her face was full of determination.
Seeing Starlight’s serious expression, Chen Mo smiled.
Such a grand undertaking, letting a 23-year-old girl participate was far too dangerous; it was better to leave it to himself to accomplish.
So, he resumed his devil-may-care expression and changed the subject.
“Right, about those three minutes…
although you said to let it go, I still have to emphasize one thing: that was a tactical retreat, absolutely not a performance issue.
Next time—if there is a next time—you’ll be begging me to stop.” “The Deep!
Get lost!” The blush that had just faded from Starlight’s face instantly burned back up.
She raised her hand, golden light blazing in her palm, scaring Chen Mo into instantly jumping onto the railing.
“Just kidding!
Don’t burn it, these clothes are expensive!” Watching Starlight stomp her feet in shame and anger, he stood on the railing, listening to his heartbeat gradually stabilize, but the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curl up slightly.
Teasing this little innocent flower filled with a sense of justice was indeed much more interesting than dealing with that old fox, Madelyn Stillwell.
Starlight, whose emotions had been tossed about, finally came back to her senses.
She couldn’t help but ask: “What you just said, was it true?
You weren’t lying to me, right?” “Of course not.
Don’t you think it’s cool that everyone could have superpowers and live for a thousand years?
You could explore outer space, learn any knowledge humanity already possesses, spend a hundred years researching a question you’ve always wanted the answer to, and then use a second hundred years to verify it.” “No one would be urging you from behind, no one would be whispering in your ear that ‘you’re too slow,’ and no one would cut your budget just because your research results couldn’t be turned into merchandise.
You would only need to do what you want to do.
That is what I want.” “A thousand years?” Starlight asked, puzzled.
Chen Mo didn’t answer.
If the path of injecting Compound V first and then injecting Compound V could work, then humans becoming long-lived species like elves wouldn’t be a dream at all.
A person spends eighteen years from birth to adulthood.
Then they spend four years in university studying a major, graduating at twenty-two.
Then they spend ten years struggling in the workplace, only barely considered to be “in the industry” at thirty-two.
Then another ten years to reach the top of the industry, at forty-two.
At this point, how many years do you have left?
Thirty?
Forty?
Just as you’ve learned how to do something well, your body starts to fail.
Your eyes get blurry, your hands shake, and your brain doesn’t turn as fast as before.
Just as you’ve accumulated enough experience, you’re supposed to retire.
Human civilization has accumulated thousands of years, and all knowledge is piled up there, like a mountain that can never be climbed to the top.
You climb for a lifetime, reach the halfway point, and think you’ve seen a lot of scenery.
Then you die, and the next batch of people starts climbing from the foot of the mountain again.
They climb to the position you once reached, climb a little further, and then they die too.
Humanity has spent five thousand years climbing to where we are today, not because we are stupid, but because our lifespan is too short.
Every generation has to learn from scratch, never having time to go further.
And Compound V is the opportunity for humanity to have another technological explosion.
Watching Chen Mo stay silent, staring blankly into the distance, Starlight felt a bit confused and prepared to speak.
“It’s here,” he said, pointing to an SUV in the distance.
Starlight looked in the direction Chen Mo was pointing.
A black SUV was slowly driving into the dock warehouse, its headlights cutting two bright white beams through the night.
“You go through the front door first,” Chen Mo said, jumping down from the railing and patting the dust off his pants.
“I’ll go around the back and wait for you by the cargo hold.” “Okay.” Hearing Starlight’s reply, Chen Mo leaned back, his figure instantly blending into the darkness.
With a “splash,” he had already entered the sea.
Starlight had no choice but to compose herself and then follow the plan to the front door.
Meanwhile, inside the warehouse, the drug dealers were checking the drugs inside the dolls.
They hadn’t noticed anyone following them at all, thinking this time would be just as smooth as the previous few times.
“Don’t move, The Seven from Vought!” Starlight walked out from the shadows of the warehouse, her hands glowing as she fired beams of light at the drug dealers.
The man carrying the black duffel bag turned and ran, and the other two hesitated for a moment before following suit.
There was no suspense; Chen Mo knocked them out one punch at a time.
The suppression of humans by Superhumans was comprehensive.
Outside the warehouse, the screech of brakes and heavy footsteps soon rang out.
Vought International’s PR team, specifically responsible for handling emergencies, along with the team of photographers and live-streaming crew that had been prepared long ago, appeared on the scene as precisely as if they were on cue.
Several high-power, cool-toned spotlights instantly illuminated the dark warehouse, making it as bright as day.
“Cameras ready!
More light!” Ashley’s sharp voice was exceptionally piercing amidst the noise.
“Quick, quick, quick!
We need to capture the heroic image of The Deep and Starlight fighting side by side!
This is the most perfect PR plan of the year!” Chen Mo stood beside the pile of dolls that hadn’t been unpacked yet, stepping on the back of the drug dealer leader.
He had already put away the deep, lonely ambition he had held in the sea breeze, and once again put on that perfect “superhero” mask with a professional fake smile.
The red light on the camera turned on, and the lens zoomed in.
Chen Mo naturally extended his hand, wrapped his arm around Starlight’s shoulder, and flashed that warm smile at the camera that was enough to make housewives across America scream, his tone impassioned and inflammatory: “Look, America!
Justice is never absent, even in the darkest corners!” He paused, his voice becoming deep and magnetic, just like when he gave speeches on the podium at the building: “What we intercepted here today is not just drugs, but a threat to the future of this city.
Vought International, as well as The Seven, will always guard by your side.
Just as I have always believed, the meaning of power lies in protection, and in ensuring that every child can grow up in a safe environment.” Starlight was held by him, her body stiffening for a moment, but looking at the circle of dark lenses around her, she had to squeeze out a professional smile.
She turned her head to look at Chen Mo and found that this man’s speed at changing faces was shockingly fast.
That impassioned look made it seem as if he were truly the embodiment of justice.
“The Deep…” Starlight lowered her voice, whispering in a tone only the two of them could hear, “You act really well.” Chen Mo kept his bright smile toward the camera, his lips moving slightly, his voice as light as a breeze: “This isn’t called acting, Annie, this is called campaigning.” Starlight was stunned.
“Campaigning?” Before Starlight could react, Chen Mo suddenly raised his head and announced loudly to the camera: “To celebrate the complete success of this operation, The Deep Charitable Foundation will donate an additional one million dollars to the victim community!
Because in this world, besides power, we need…
equality and care!” “Cut!” Ashley clapped her hands excitedly.
“Perfect!
Too perfect!
The Deep, that last sentence of yours about ‘equality’ was simply a stroke of genius.
This is the kind of elevation we want!” “Freedom, equality, integrity, fraternity…” “…Stop, stop, stop, stop!” Seeing that Ashley was about to go on, Chen Mo quickly interrupted.
What was she doing?
Who was she going to send to the guillotine this time?