Black Robe: Private Angel gave me an American-style large seat at the start.

The Waterhouse.

After dealing with those mindless fans, Homelander rushed back without stopping.

He was walking toward Madeline's office with a gloomy face.

He desperately wanted to know where that damned guy who called himself "Grandpa" had come from!

He pushed open the door with a hint of resentment and was immediately met with Madeline, who was using equipment to preserve excess milk. A look of longing flashed in his eyes, and he unconsciously swallowed.

The television was still broadcasting reports about how Patriot and Su Yan had joined forces to save more than a hundred people.

Seeing Homelander enter, Madeline put away the milk she had just stored, looked at Homelander, and smiled, "Oh, look who's here! It's my little hero!"

Homelander pointed to her chest and said, "You've got quite a lot to go."

Madeline fastened the buttons on her shirt and said, "Less than eight milliliters, that's not much, is it?"

Homelander shrugged and said, "Be kind to yourself. I think this is already great for a woman your age."

Madeline smiled and said, "Thank you for saying that."

"By the way, today's events have boosted our stock price by over a billion. You did a great job."

As she spoke, Madeline sat down on the sofa, patted her thigh, and looked at Homelander with a knowing expression, as if giving him a reward.

Seeing this, Homelander could no longer suppress his desire and immediately went over and lay down on Madeline's lap.

She closed her eyes like a good baby.

When they felt the cradle-like swaying motion, the hearts of the people of the motherland reached an extraordinary tranquility.

He unconsciously put his thumb into his mouth and slowly sucked on it.

Madeline stroked Homelander's hair and said, "Speaking of which, what's the deal with that Asian guy? Did you find him too? I've never seen him before."

Upon hearing this, Homelander opened his eyes and looked at Madeline's slightly wrinkled face, feeling somewhat aggrieved: "I don't know, I was just about to ask you what happened."

"Why did an Asian man suddenly appear? If he hadn't been live-streaming, I would have killed him."

Upon hearing this, Madeline felt a pang of doubt; she was one of the high-ranking executives at Vought Corporation.

Over the years, there has never been any news of Asian people who have injected compound 5 having the ability to fly.

unless......

Suddenly, something occurred to her.

She recalled that while looking through the soldier boy's information, she had casually glanced at the information of his teammates.

Besides the three pure-blooded Americans, there just happened to be one Asian who could fly.

However, that Asian man left no photos or videos; all that remains is his name and his superpowers.

Su Yan.

The strongest user of telekinesis.

Madeline felt a sudden chill run down her spine: "Are you kidding me? Someone from almost a hundred years ago is actually appearing now? No, it can't be him!"

It's worth noting that, apart from Soldier Boy, who was betrayed by his teammates and handed over to the Soviet Union, the rest of the original characters all chose to retire.

However, with careful investigation, their traces can still be found.

But Su Yan seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving no trace whatsoever.

How could it possibly arrive in America in such a flamboyant manner nearly a century later?

If it really is him, then why would he retire?

Homelander, lying on her soft lap, looked at Madeline, who was deep in thought, and couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking about?"

Madeline snapped out of her reverie and smiled slightly, saying, "It's nothing."

"I was just thinking about what kind of reward you should get for doing something so amazing."

Madeline knew that even if that person really was Su Yan, she couldn't tell.

At least I can't tell my fellow countrymen.

Upon hearing this, Homelander's gaze involuntarily shifted to Madeline's damp shirt, and he spoke intently.

"But what about that Asian guy? I need information about him."

Madeline looked into Homelander's eyes and knew what he was thinking.

He sighed inwardly, but his smile remained unchanged as he reached out and unbuttoned his shirt.

With her upper body slightly drooping and her legs raised, she held her father in her arms in a position as if feeding a baby.

The man immediately closed his eyes, a look of utter enjoyment on his face.

Madeline patted Homelander's back gently, as if patting a baby, and comforted him, "Don't worry, after you finish eating and get some rest, I'll take care of the rest."

"I'm here for you."

The father did not speak, but focused intently on transforming into an infant.

......

at the same time.

On a highway somewhere in the United States.

The rain was pouring down when a car sped past.

Inside the car sat two dark-skinned men. The man in the passenger seat shook his head and took out a syringe, gently pushing out a small amount.

It pierced the arm of the man in the driver's seat.

In an instant, the man felt as if he had entered paradise, and the pleasure he felt reached its peak.

"Hey bro! This ice cream is fucking awesome!"

The man's vision gradually blurred, but his senses seemed to be amplified, and he floored the accelerator.

Just then, the man in the passenger seat who was about to give himself an injection suddenly saw a woman falling from the sky in front of him.

"Fuck! Stop the car! There are people in front!"

But the man, already high on his gut, couldn't stop. He charged straight at the woman.

But something unexpected happened.

The expected carnage didn't happen. Instead, the car seemed to have crashed into a city wall, twisting violently from the front before flipping over with a loud bang.

The woman watched all this coldly, her palm flashing with lightning in the downpour as she pulled the two people out of the car.

Without saying a word, he stomped on their heads one by one, crushing them.

Looking at the bloodstains on her shoes, the woman shook them off in disgust, feeling that she had been too hasty and that she should have just used her superpowers to kill them.

Suddenly, the car radio started crackling; it was an interview about the survivors of today's hijacking.

"Oh my god, he's a hero! He saved us all!"

"You know what? I always thought superheroes only existed in our country, but I never imagined that Asians could have superheroes too!"

"Handsome, can fly, and kind-hearted—it's hard not to love someone like that! I've already left a message on Vought's official website to buy his merchandise!"

"..."

There are many more praises from interviews with survivors.

But Storm couldn't listen anymore. When she heard the word "Asian," a person immediately came to mind.

His good looks and ability to fly further confirmed his suspicions about this person's identity.

After all, she had only disappeared for forty years, so she had access to more information and knew better who the superhumans who had emerged during those years were.

She gritted her teeth and muttered, "Su Yan!"

"I've been looking for you for decades, and you've finally come out!"