Conquering the Multiverse Starting with the Black Robe

The Water Tower, 82th floor.

Ding.

The elevator doors opened, and Madeline jogged out, her breathing slightly rapid, and rushed into Edgar's office.

"Mr. Edgar, we're in trouble!"

According to the original plan, she should have been checking the details of the reception dinner at this time. This was a top priority for Vought's future career in politics and even defense, and it was also the key to taking her career a step further.

A series of recent setbacks, coupled with the need to care for an infant, have left her exhausted and almost unable to cope.

The sudden loss of control of Homelander, in particular, almost broke her down. She even considered resigning. She felt like a wild beast in a zoo, who had been kept by its keeper day and night, had been secretly replaced by another one.

This sudden event is absolutely the most troublesome thing for her, without exception.

Madeline thought it over and over but couldn't make up her mind. After all, if she didn't handle it well, Walter could get into big trouble.

So they had no choice but to go and find the man who was truly in charge of Walter.

Inside the office, Stan Edgar sat quietly behind his desk, reviewing some documents.

The old man remained calm and composed, as dignified and elegant as ever, possessing a composure typically found only in the older generation.

Upon hearing this, he slowly took off his glasses, folded them, and placed them on the table. Then, he put his fingers together and looked intently at the flustered woman.

"Madeline, calm down. Controlling your emotions is the biggest difference between us and beasts," Edgar said calmly. He wouldn't blame her because he knew that unless it was something extremely important, Madeline would never barge into this office without warning.

"Sir, look." Madeline took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She walked over and placed an encrypted tablet on the table, then pressed play. "This is the surveillance footage from the Sage Grove Rehabilitation Center... Although most of the cameras were damaged, our technicians were able to recover some of the footage using the underlying protocol."

The image flickered with static, then became clear after a few seconds.

In the video, a red figure is seen speeding through the corridor, rampaging through the panicked crowd with an almost savage manner.

They sped past, then turned back, repeating this several times until there was no one left in the corridor, and the remaining walls on both sides looked like they had been splashed with red paint.

Madeline pressed pause, rewinding to a certain frame and freezing it. Edgar's gaze sharpened. In the picture was Rean, whom netizens had designated as the "villain."

The video file had no sound, but the disregard for life and the visual shock it brought made Madeline's scalp tingle every time she saw the scene.

Edgar frowned, staring at the figure on the screen whose physical body was indestructible, who could pass through walls as easily as piercing a window, and who slaughtered superhumans as effortlessly as killing chickens. A shadow of malice flashed in his eyes.

Compared to the last time I saw him, this villain has become much stronger, no less so than Homelander.

"What about Storm?" Edgar's expression remained unchanged, but his tone became much heavier. "I sent her there to ensure her safety."

"The storm is still alive." Madeline's expression was complicated, and she hesitated before continuing. "Our medical staff are treating her, but she seems to be experiencing serious psychological problems, as if she's been traumatized..."

"Psychological problems?" Edgar wondered.

Madeline didn't say anything, but silently opened another video on her tablet.

"..." Edgar leaned closer for a second look, and when he saw the image clearly, he couldn't help but lean back, his brow bone pointing straight up to his forehead.

"Mr. Edgar, what should I do?" Madeline, oblivious to his shock, asked anxiously, "This matter was discovered early and didn't leak out, but if I may be frank, Mr. Edgar, we can no longer ignore the existence of 'villains'."

"You're right, Madeline, I know that too."

Edgar let out a long sigh, cleared his mind, and tried to shake off the disgusting image.

He had also considered bribing Rean in the same way he had bribed those ambitious superhumans.

As long as one is human, one cannot escape desires. He had thought of promising the other party some benefits, such as letting him join the seven-person team. This would not only turn hostility into friendship, but also enrich the company's diversity and gain the support of the "Asians," which could be said to be killing two birds with one stone.

He felt that in the face of interests, past grudges were nothing; people should always look forward and not keep looking back.

But Rean clearly didn't think so. His series of "rebellious" actions made Edgar give up the idea of ​​being "accepted" by the government.

Not everyone enjoys being a puppet, willing to abandon their self-respect and become Walter's dog for fame and status.

The villain is not a citizen of the motherland.

Homelander was a product of Walter's careful cultivation, with his mindset implanted from a young age and his personality flaws deliberately created.

The villain... this boy who he couldn't understand was clearly much more mature than his peers.

The worst part is that, unlike families who willingly send their children to live with them, such as Deep Sea and Starlight, they all have their own families.

The presence of family ties and emotions implies weaknesses, which in turn means they are controllable.

Despicable, but effective.

Edgar considered himself a pragmatic person.

Just like Madeline next to him, her own abilities are not actually important to Edgar. There is no shortage of management talents in the world, but a woman who can soothe Homelander, this giant baby, is not so easy to find.

The person in the video, however, is unattached and has nothing but his deep hatred for himself and his unwavering determination to take revenge. He also possesses considerable strength.

Edgar felt a terrible headache coming on.

He had seen many people like this, and everything they did was to achieve the goal they themselves believed in.

It's very difficult for you to get them to give up their hatred and reach a reconciliation.

So,

The only option left is to do everything in their power to eliminate this threat they themselves created.

Edgar raised his head expressionlessly and asked, "Madeline, where is Homelander now?"

……

"Captain, you are the true heroes!"

The man patted the man on the shoulder, his tone gentle yet firm.

After saying that, he let go, completely ignoring his teammates beside him, and took off into the air, smashing through the glass on the upper floor and rushing inside.

Queen Maeve, seemingly "forgotten," rolled her eyes, twirled the arm guard on her wrist, and looked at the armed captain beside her who was looking up. "Hey, buddy, where's the elevator?"

Ding.

When Maeve stepped out of the elevator and entered the 32nd floor where the robbers were, Homelander was standing next to the huge hole he had created, leaning against the empty frame, looking down at the tiny crowd below.

"Maeve, look at these people, they're as small as ants, I could crush them all with one foot."

Maeve crossed her arms and sneered, "That's because you're too far away from them."

"How could that be? They all love me, we're as close as family." Homelander turned his head, waved his hand, and said, "Just kidding."

Maeve nodded, her tone still indifferent. "You can talk about 'ants' later, after we've finished our business."

Homelander frowned. "Hmm, are you on your period today? Why are you so aggressive?"

"But you're right, the reporters outside are still waiting for us."

The two men walked toward the direction from which the gunshots had come.

"Black is dead, and the Invisible Man has disappeared..."

"I don't understand why everyone else seems so indifferent except for me?"

Aren't these things far more important than the circus performance at the locomotive?

As they spoke, the two arrived at the location where the robbers were hiding.

"Of course they care, how could they not care?"

Maeve's expression was indifferent as she rubbed her wrists as if warming up. "What they care about is the company's stock price, not how many superhuman idiots have died."

We're like damned commodities; we can just repackage them and keep selling them. What's the big deal if one or two die?

At this point, she smiled and said, "Before you, Soldier Boy was also the world's most popular hero."

Homelander wasn't annoyed by her words. Instead, he seemed thoughtful and pointed at her with his finger. "That's why I like you, Maeve. Only you dare to talk to me like that, to speak such blunt truths."

With that, he smashed the iron gate that was blocking his way with a punch, winked playfully at Maeve, and said, "Ladies first~"