American comics: From the black robes to becoming the ultimate Doomsday

In Manhattan, New York, the financial capital, towering skyscrapers are a common sight.

The Vought Building stands out among these, with its mirror-like walls covered in billboards featuring superheroes.

87th floor, CEO's office.

A hurried figure pushed open the door.

She was wearing work clothes, had golden wavy hair, and her face, though nearing fifty, still retained its charm. She was holding a tablet computer in her hand as she hurried into the room.

Seeing a Black man sitting on the sofa, looking down at the night view outside the window, she breathed a sigh of relief.

“Mr. Edgar, there’s a problem at the Sage’s Forest Center in Pennsylvania.” The blonde woman rushed forward as she saw the man.

"What's wrong, Madeline? I've never seen you so disheveled."

Edgar, the president of Walter, who had just come to his senses, was also slightly surprised when he saw Madeline's expression.

"News just came from the center of the Sage's Forest: a riot broke out at the testing site. One of the test subjects escaped, and that subject also possesses laser eyes and bulletproof abilities..."

Edgar frowned.

The Sage's Forest Center was a research base he secretly controlled, where he had been studying the stability of Compound 5.

Madeline nervously handed over the tablet in her hand. "Sir, look at this."

Edgar, the true power behind the Vought Corporation, remained silent for a moment after taking the tablet from her and seeing its contents.

Above is a young Asian face, standing amidst ruins. What stands out are his sharp, scarlet eyes, which constantly emit a scorching and blinding light that sweeps across everything.

That all-encompassing light was almost identical to the laser eyes of the Homelanders.

Edgar continued looking back, his gaze lingering on the scene where two guards fired at the Asian-looking man, the young man touched his body, and two laser beams sent the guards away.

Zooming in on the video, he saw the bullet blocking his skin.

"Homelander?" Edgar paused, his gaze lingering.

Upon seeing the image of laser beams shooting from the eyes and bullets piercing the body, Edgar unsurprisingly compared it to Homelander.

He looks like a carbon copy of Homelander.

Madeline took a deep breath and quickly stepped forward to explain, "Yes, just like Homelander. The Experiment Department just assessed Number 58's strength. Based on the current situation, the only superpowers he currently possesses besides Cyclops are his impressive physical enhancements."

His laser eyes had a thermal intensity capable of melting steel, estimated at around 1600 degrees Celsius based on evidence at the scene, significantly less than Homelander's laser eyes.

There was a moment of silence in the office. Edgar touched his forehead and asked, "Have you found them yet?"

Madeline's expression was somewhat grim. "Not yet. Number 58 has been heading south since leaving the center of Sage's Forest. He abandoned his vehicle and started walking before entering the residential area. The trip ended there..."

"Didn't the lamplighter stop him?"

Madeline paused, then said, "The lamplighter is dead; his heart is charred."

Edgar leaned back in his chair and slowly rubbed his temples. "Things aren't too bad yet. It's just a research institute. You should be glad this guy is mentally ill. Madeline, what are you planning to do?"

Madeline pondered, "Clean up the Sage's Forest, prepare the public relations department, and tell them that a severely mentally ill patient lost control and ignited the gas, causing a central gas pipeline explosion that resulted in heavy casualties at the hospital, and the Lighthouse Man heroically sacrificed himself to protect the patients..."

Edgar nodded in approval of Madeline's resourcefulness. "Do as you wish. I hope to minimize the impact of this matter. Also, inform Carlton and have him relocate."

He paused, then added, "Prepare a few homeless people for him. I want to see if he can replicate the abilities of Number 58."

Madeline thought for a moment, "Should we have Storm take a look at that research institute in New Jersey?"

Storm is the widow of the founder of the Vought Corporation and one of the original Seven. She has a strong ability to control storms, but she is a true racist.

Especially targeting Black people.

If it weren't for special circumstances, Madeline wouldn't want to mention this person in front of her Black boss.

As expected, Edgar's face darkened, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light. "Madeline, it's enough to keep your sunny boy in check. Make him behave. Walter has cleaned up his childish mess many times recently."

The sunny, cheerful boy was naturally referring to people from his motherland.

During the last hostage rescue, he killed another hostage, and later successfully turned a suicide attempt into a murder.

Because of these nanny-like cleanup tasks, Walter almost wore himself out.

Madeline hurriedly nodded and left. Various departments of the Water Group began to prepare for this sudden event.

At this moment, Carlton in the Waterhouse is in a pretty good mood.

Because of his reasoned arguments, just now, Ms. Madeline, the vice president of the Water Group, finally approved his proposal and decided to provide him with a few normal test subjects.

What struck him as odd was why they were suddenly asking him to change locations.

“Ms. Madeline, I think my current workplace is quite suitable for me, and I don’t really want to change places.”

Madeline glanced at him. "Are you sure?"

"I'm pretty sure!"

“An hour ago, something happened in the center of the Sage's Forest where you are. The guards were almost wiped out. Even your student, Roger, died at the hands of that number 58.”

"How is this possible?" Carlton was incredulous. Everything was fine when he left, and the lamplighter was in charge.

How could it just disappear like that?

“Then you’ll have to ask yourself, Dr. Carlton. Hopefully, this isn’t your problem!” Madeline handed him a tablet computer so he could check it himself.

Upon opening the surveillance video at the center of the Sage's Forest, Carlton was speechless for a long time after seeing the scene.

The scene was clear: something had indeed happened in the center of the Sage's Forest; patients were fleeing in chaos, and superhumans were wreaking havoc.

His student also died in the process.

The instigator was that Asian youth, number 58.

Roger Lang's words proved prophetic; the Asian youth, number 58, did indeed become a superhuman, and a rare one at that, with overwhelming abilities.

Carlton's heart skipped a beat.

I feel so fortunate to have somehow avoided this disaster.

Chapter 9 [The Superpower to Detect Black People Within a 10-Kilometer Range...]

Harris is a businessman who has long operated in the gray area of ​​the law. He has learned to create things that everyone likes.

For example, restricted drugs and firearms, or things that can be equated with US dollars.

Even so, in today's society where superheroes are everywhere, there are still some unspoken taboos in their line of work.

That means don't mess with superhumans.

Those inhuman freaks possess all sorts of strange and bizarre abilities that make them impossible to defend against. Even the intimidating firearms they wield can sometimes become ineffective.

Last time, he lost a big business deal and a brother because of a superhuman freak, and now he has no choice but to enter this chaotic neighborhood.

Harris glanced at the time, stood up in the dim light, and walked into the alley they had agreed upon.

Today he's meeting with some guys from the Black community to finalize an arms deal.

I heard from those Black people that lately they've been targeted by a racist superhuman guy named Blue Eagle.

It is claimed that the guy seems to have awakened a superpower that allows him to detect black people within a ten-kilometer radius, because he always manages to find lone black people.

To be honest, Harris intended to terminate the deal when he learned that they were going to deal with a superhuman, even though the superhuman they were guessing had some rather peculiar superpowers.

But unfortunately, they gave us far too much.

It seemed there was still plenty of time, so Harris stood at the agreed-upon location and waited.

However, at that moment, a strange sound came from the street across the street. Harris looked in the direction of the sound and immediately saw a strange shadow emerge from the alley.

In the dim light, Harris saw the shadowy figure gradually become clearer, and then he squinted.

It was a man whose entire body was black, with only his face visible as that of an Asian youth. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the man's body was completely black, as if he had been smeared with charcoal, and he had no clothes on.

"Could this guy be that Blue Eagle?!"

Harris tensed up, paused for a moment, and gripped the box in his hand tightly.

However, considering that Blue Eagle was probably white, and seeing him walking down the street unarmed, he felt a little relieved.

However, the strange Asian youth approached him.

"Wait... get away from me!"

Harris pulled out a silenced pistol, a dangerous glint in his eyes, and shouted angrily.

This Asian youth was none other than Pei Yuan, who had escaped from the center of the Sage's Forest. After noticing the other's presence, he set his sights on him.

Pei Yuan ignored the threat of bullets in the other party's hand.

After Harris sensed something was wrong with the other party, he fired a shot directly at Pei Yuan. This was originally his backup plan against the black people, but he didn't expect to use it on an Asian who appeared out of nowhere.

But he froze the next moment.

The bullets from his pistol struck the man's body, but it didn't seem to have the desired effect.

Pei Yuan grinned as he pulled the flattened bullet off his skin and threw it on the ground.

The crisp metallic sound of the metal hitting the ground was like a slap across his face, mocking his incompetence. Harris's breathing quickened instinctively, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

The other party is a superhuman!

He's still a superhuman who can withstand bullets!