Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

Harley instantly understood, and with an excited cheer, she immediately threw the backpack on her back onto the ground.

Unzip it up, and inside are all high-precision photography equipment, image stabilization brackets, and even a miniature fill light.

She skillfully set up the tripod, adjusted the aperture and focus, and then clipped the microphone to Azu's collar.

Ah Zu also walked to the pre-arranged position.

"Perfect lighting! Perfect angle!" Harley gave an OK sign. "Mr. Candy, you're so handsome it's impossible for anyone not to be moved!"

"Mechanic! Come help!" After setting up the camera, she waved to Steelbone, "Connect this thing to the global network! Hurry up!"

Steelbone stood frozen, stunned by the sudden turn of events, momentarily speechless. "Now? Live-streaming at this time?"

"That's just how he is," Bruce Wayne said in a low voice as he walked past Cyborg. "Do as he says, Victor."

Victor sighed helplessly, stepped forward, extended the data cable from his right arm, and connected it to Harley's broadcasting equipment.

"I've connected to every screen and speaker in the world that can still emit light." A red light flashed in Cyborg's eyes. "Homelander, you can now speak to the whole world at any time. Whether they're in an underground bunker or in a corner of ruins, they can hear you."

"Thanks, Victor. You've thought of everything." Azu praised Cyborg.

Seeing Ah Zu's practiced demeanor and the almost overflowing desire to perform on his face, everyone immediately understood.

"I think I figured it out." Deathstroke couldn't help but chuckle. "This preparation is really thorough. Even if he wasn't a Hollywood star before, he was still a popular influencer."

"But I quite like it," Barry said softly, watching the man who was having Harley adjust the angle of the fill light.

"To be honest, I feel quite at ease with him like this... I'd even be willing to spend some royal horns on him."

Everyone understood that this man from the motherland was vain and craved attention; he was like an entertainment star who always needed the spotlight.

Strangely, instead of feeling disgusted, people felt a sense of relief.

Having witnessed Superman's inhuman tyranny, Homelander's vanity makes him seem more real and more like a human being.

For a powerful being with the power to destroy the world, loving to show off is simply the smallest and most endearing flaw in the world.

After all, all he needs is applause and praise.

"Camera ready! Lighting perfect!" Harley gave an "OK" sign. "Mr. Candy, your profile is absolutely stunning!"

Ah Zu nodded slightly, patted his chest to adjust his breathing, and switched his expression to work mode.

"Three, two, one. Signal access."

"Action!" Harley pressed the record button.

"Fellow countrymen of Earth, I am a citizen of my homeland."

Ah Zu's rich and emotional voice once again resonated in every corner of the earth.

In an abandoned basement, people gathered around a flickering screen;

In the trenches, the rebel soldiers put down their guns and listened intently.

Even the refugees still wandering among the ruins heard this voice through the public broadcast activated by the steel skeleton.

"A day ago, we won the war. We drove those alien invaders out of our city."

"But... this doesn't mean we've taken back our world."

"Those alien scum have left ugly scars on our planet. They've taken our water, our air, and our sunlight."

"Let us slowly wither away in despair."

"But he's dreaming!"

Azu suddenly raised his voice, his gaze fixed on the camera, a raging fire burning in his eyes.

"Today, I will not only reclaim our freedom, but also our skies! Our oceans! Our green home!"

"Do not be afraid of the upcoming tremors, do not fear the coming storm!"

"Because that wasn't the death knell, it was the heartbeat of Earth's rebirth!"

"Get out of your bunkers! Open your windows!"

"Lift your heads! Go and greet the sunshine that belongs to you!"

"I, a citizen of my homeland, will bring everything back now!!!"

Azu's loud shout was like a sharp arrow that could pierce through mountains and split rocks.

Whoosh—!

Countless people in front of their television sets were moved by these words. They stood up tremblingly, supporting each other, and walked toward the ravaged world.

As if receiving a command, Igor unleashed his immense divine power.

The three mother boxes slowly rose into the air, drawn by the power of Ego.

They quickly approached each other in mid-air.

"Click! Click! Click!"

With a series of crisp mechanical clicking sounds, the three separate mother boxes fit together perfectly, forming a seamless, complete cube.

"boom--!!!"

The trinity is complete!

But this time, there was no devastating impact.

Only a single, visible pale blue energy ripple spreads violently outward in a ring shape from the metropolis as its center.

Its speed exceeded the speed of sound, and it swept across the entire Earth in almost a few seconds.

The fluctuation was enormous, but when it brushed over everyone's bodies, it was surprisingly gentle.

It was like a gentle spring breeze, softly caressing the face of everyone present.

It even gave everyone a sense of warmth from the inside out, as if the fatigue and pain of the past few days had been soothed.

Then.

The miracle has begun.

The skies above the metropolis.

The smog that had shrouded the Earth for months was quickly disintegrated and dissipated under the wash of this blue light.

Pure and brilliant golden sunlight cascaded down like a waterfall, sprinkling onto the ravaged land.

"Oh my god..."

Barry tilted his head back, raised his hand to shield his eyes from the blinding sunlight, but tears streamed down his face involuntarily.

"The sky...the blue sky..."

Not just the sky.

The earth is also undergoing tremendous changes.

Miraculously, tiny patches of green sprouted from countless parched, sandy, and scorched soils.

Tender green grass shoots broke through the soil at a speed that defies the laws of biology, and grew wildly.

In the blink of an eye, the once desolate desert has transformed into lush green grasslands swaying in the wind.

In the Amazon rainforest, dead trees have come back to life, and lush forests have once again covered the land.

In the ruins of Paris, a group of survivors, having just pushed open a manhole cover in their basement, stare blankly at the dried-up, foul-smelling Seine River.

A clear, cool water source suddenly gushed forth, filling the entire riverbed in the blink of an eye.

"Water...clean water!" People collapsed onto the riverbank, scooping up the water and gulping it down, weeping loudly.

Moscow, the ruins of Red Square.

People hiding in the air-raid shelter tentatively pushed open the heavy iron door.

They weren't wearing gas masks and took a deep breath of the outside air.

It has no sulfur smell or burnt smell.

Only the fragrance of earth and the freshness of the sky after the rain.

"Hurrah!!"

Someone shouted it out.

Immediately afterwards, countless people rushed out of the air-raid shelters, embracing, kissing, singing and dancing in the muddy square.