Black Robe: How can Saiki Kusuo not be considered a superpowered individual?

There are many people in the church today.

Besides the clergy who already work in the church, many well-dressed capitalists, members of parliament, and others dressed in expensive clothes, wearing Rolex watches and other expensive watches, also appeared here.

Fortunately, the churches in New York are really big and can easily accommodate everyone.

Passing through the magnificent corridors, Qi Mu and Nanzi arrived at the center of the church, a huge domed hall.

In the very center of the hall, the colorful glass on the arched dome projects dazzling light into a pool of water.

"Hey, Mr. Os, your company is doing quite well lately."

"Oh, dear Mr. Newt, you are my respected senior, and I am very happy to receive your praise."

"Congressman Rice, I'd like to know your opinion on the *** bill this year...."

The clergy mingled with these elites of capitalist society, making the church more like a resource exchange than a place for worship.

However, the stock exchange is covered by a veil called Christ.

Qi Mu squinted and looked around, unexpectedly spotting several familiar figures.

In the center of the church, beside the pool, stood figures dressed in red and blue battle suits and star-studded capes.

Homelander, the world's strongest superhuman.

In Vought's promotional materials, his experiences are strikingly similar to those of Superman in the neighboring DC universe.

However, unlike others, his superpowers come from a gift from God.

This is precisely why his position in Christianity is real.

Today, he is here to perform "holy water" cleansing for elites from all over the United States.

Next to Homelander, Starlight and Locomotive were standing there.

It is not surprising that celebrities attended this grand coronation ceremony.

She was originally a member of the Seven Superheroes, a group of superheroes created by a collaboration between Christianity and Vought.

Her mother, Donna, sat below, wearing a white cheongsam and a smug smile, toasting one elite after another.

The reason he was the locomotive was because he was a Black man.

His presence here demonstrates to the outside world that Walter and Christianity are not racist.

This is beneficial for propaganda while avoiding attacks from extremists.

"How are you?"

Homelander greeted the familiar elites, masking his impatience with his stiff, old Walter smile.

Meanwhile, the locomotive and the starlight faced the cameras and flashes, striking happy poses and devoutly making prayer gestures towards one Christian after another.

In the brief moment when the flashbulbs stopped, the locomotive leaned against the wall, its back to the group of media, looking somewhat uncomfortable.

Starlight's impression of the locomotive was so-so, after all, it had previously run over and killed the girl in a young couple.

"Uh... I'm fine, nothing."

The locomotive's heart was pounding violently, almost as if it were convulsing.

He took a deep breath, and only after the convulsions subsided did he recover and speak to the starlight.

Starlight blinked, looking at the train engine covered in sweat; it didn't look like anything was wrong.

Even without Homelander and Saiki's X-ray vision, she could still tell by observation that the locomotive seemed to have some problems.

If she got a little closer, she could even hear that strange heartbeat.

"real?"

"Yeah, guys, let's keep filming."

The train engine didn't say much to Starlight, but instead opened its arms and shouted to the group of media members.

They came running at the sound, like flies drawn to the smell of excrement.

"I hope so."

Starlight gave a helpless smile to the flashing light.

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[No, the people here have too many thoughts on their minds.]

Nanzi's expression was a little unpleasant.

The hall was crowded with too many people, and these elites had plenty of calculations on their minds.

Although it wouldn't give Nanzi a headache, many of the filthy thoughts would make her feel disgusted.

Are you feeling better now?

Qi Mu thought for a moment, then pulled a lollipop off his head, jumped up, and stuck it into Nanzi's head.

[...a little better.]

The original 200-meter listening range has been shortened to 50 meters.

However, correspondingly, the superpowers that Nanko can use have also been greatly weakened.

Nanzi patted Qi Mu's head.

[Doesn't it feel awkward to touch your own head like this when you were a child?]

Qi Mu looked up and asked curiously.

[Actually, it's alright.]

Nanzi answered without blushing or skipping a beat.

There were many tables in the hall, and the tables were laden with delicious food.

All the food was provided by the church and Walter, and it was of very high quality. At least Nanko and Qimu enjoyed their meal very much.

[Try this layered pancake; it's quite delicious.]

[This soft and fluffy tiramisu is also delicious.]

[There's coffee jelly over there!]

Nanzi enjoyed her meal.

When she was fully immersed in savoring the food, the jumbled thoughts in her mind lessened considerably.

So she walked along the long table, a plate in her hand, picking out whatever looked delicious.

Until I was drawn to the familiar, black, crystal-clear "Saiki trap".

In my experience, this coffee jelly is absolutely superb.

Nanzi's frameless glasses reflected a sharp light, and her pale purple eyes were fixed on the last remaining coffee jelly.

[Sorry, Saiki, the jelly war has always been like this.]

Nanzi's tongs shot out with lightning speed, reaching for the bouncy coffee jelly.

got it!

Nanzi successfully obtained the last remaining coffee jelly and placed it on her plate.

However, she was not at ease and instead took a bite of the coffee jelly.

After all, only coffee jelly that you've actually put your mouth on is truly safe!

The bouncy jelly touched Nanzi's lips, and the rich coffee aroma wafted from it, making Nanzi squint her eyes.

Without hesitation, she took a bite. The silky jelly glided across her tongue, and after a few chews, it slid down her throat.

Delicious Ψ(￣∀￣)Ψ

Nanzi wore a happy expression.

Directly opposite Nanzi, Homelander, dressed in a red and blue battle suit and wearing a star-studded cape, was shaking hands with a senator and his gaze fell on her.

His azure pupils contracted, and Homelander froze as he stared at the girl's figure.

That expression, that expression after eating coffee jelly!

The people of the motherland wouldn't mistake it; that was Qi Mu's expression, almost identical to Qi Mu's.

Who is this guy?!