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

[The Home-Lander: Hey, Qi Mu, can you suddenly appear on the Atlantic Ocean?]

In Qi Mu's bedroom.

Qi Mu placed the racket next to the bookshelf, took a shower, and was enjoying the coffee jelly that Becca had prepared for him when his phone buzzed.

[Hmm? Facebook? John, do you need something from me?]

Qi Mu held a glass spoon in his hand and gently scooped out the coffee pudding.

The coffee jelly, specially made in the lab and then chilled in the refrigerator by Becca for half an hour, looks crystal clear.

The touch of the spoon on the pudding feels like a work of art.

Qi Mu ate the pudding he had dug out in one gulp, and then used his telekinesis to control the phone, which floated to his front.

[Atlantic?]

Qi Mu tilted his head as he looked at the message from Homelander.

He put down his spoon, picked up his phone, and was about to type when he discovered that the other party had already retracted the message.

Above the sea level of the Atlantic Ocean.

Homelander withdrew the message he had sent.

With the help of Wot Corporation's technical staff, his electronic information will not be leaked.

He simply wanted to escape.

Moreover, even he couldn't possibly travel from America to the airspace over the Atlantic in just a few minutes.

What is he thinking?

Homelander took a deep breath, rubbed his face, and tried to put on his signature smile again.

"Even that guy from Locomotive couldn't possibly run from Manhattan to the Atlantic Ocean in an instant, could he?"

He turned around, stretched his limbs, and calculated the time.

Go and retrieve Maeve in three minutes.

[So, what's up?]

Just as Homelander turned around, the voice that had been in his mind an hour earlier resurfaced.

Homelander froze, hearing a breathing sound behind him.

A familiar breathing sound.

Slowly turning his head, the man's azure pupils contracted, reflecting a figure with short pink hair, wearing a freshly washed short-sleeved shirt.

"Qi Mu?"

"Wait, stop! What's going on?"

Homelander raised his hands, looking at Qi Mu in front of him, trying to figure out the current situation.

[Teleportation is one of my superpowers.]

Qi Mu explained to Homelander, and then demonstrated how he returned to his bedroom and brought back the coffee jelly.

"Fu** cough cough, Qi Mu, I understand."

Homelander suppressed the urge to swear, looked at Qi Mu and the coffee jelly in his hand, and said:

"Qi Mu, I said 'if'."

"If there were a problem in the cockpit of a Boeing 747 carrying 123 people and flying at Mach 0.8."

"Can you use telekinesis to stop it?"

If the plane were stationary, Homelander could easily treat it and all its passengers as toys.

But at this moment, the plane is flying at Mach 0.8.

272 meters per second.

Even if Homelander maintained the same speed, without any point of leverage, he simply couldn't slow the plane down.

[Yes, where?]

Qi Mu nodded, swallowed the coffee jelly in one gulp, and showed an expression of enjoyment.

Homelander's gaze lingered on the plate of coffee jelly in Saiki's hand for a moment, and his expression changed after receiving Saiki's reply.

"I'll take you there."

He looked at Qi Mu in front of him, paused for a moment, and then squatted down.

"Come up."

Qi Mu blinked; he had originally intended to say that he could [teleport] there.

John, however, seemed a bit silly.

He jumped onto Homelander's back, whose heart rate quickened slightly. He gave Qi Mu a word of advice.

"be safe."

The next moment, Homelander, carrying Qi Mu on his back, took off into the air, easily creating a sonic boom, and flew quickly towards the direction of the plane.

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Boeing 747 cabin.

"Maeve, why isn't Homelander back yet?"

"Damn it! Did Homelander abandon us and run away alone?"

"Where's the captain? Why can't we open the cockpit door?"

"Baby, we will survive."

Inside the cabin, the out-of-control plane was on the verge of crashing.

The thick, dark clouds had disappeared, replaced by a sea level that was clearly visible to the naked eye.

Maeve, perched at the cabin door, became the outlet for all the passengers in the cabin.

"Fu**! If you hadn't come, we might still be alive!"

As death loomed, many people showed signs of collapse.

They even started cursing the Homelanders who came to rescue them, as well as Maeve.

Even if Maeve did not choose to leave with Homelander.

"Shut up! Everyone! Quiet!"

Maeve tried her best to suppress the emotions of the passengers in the cabin.

Those passengers who approached and tried to open the cabin door were kicked away without hesitation by her.

"Take it."

The little girl's mother, standing next to Maeve, reacted quickly and picked up a pistol from the ground.

She handed the pistol to Maeve and called out to her softly.

"Thanks."

Maeve took the cold pistol and gave the woman a grateful look.

"If there's really no other way, please take Annie with you."

The woman looked into Maeve's eyes and pleaded.

Maeve remained silent, a bitter smile playing on her lips, before nodding.

"I see."

Perhaps, by shielding Annie with his body, he could prevent her from being smashed by Homelander's Mach 2 cruising speed.

So fuc* world.

--Bang--

Maeve's fingers slowly moved to the curved trigger guard, her fingertips touching the cold metal trigger.

Her long, reddish-brown hair swayed slightly as she raised her arm and pulled the trigger.

In an instant, a burst of orange-red flame erupted from the muzzle, and a muffled gunshot echoed in the air as the bullet shattered the metal shelf above.

"ah!!!"

Screams erupted.

All the passengers who had been trying to get closer to Maeve stopped in their tracks.

For ordinary people like them, the intimidation of superhumans is not even as great as a pistol that Maeve can mold like clay.

They dared not resist the armed bandits, and now they dared not resist Maeve either.

"Listen to me, all of you! I, Queen Maeve, am still here!"

"Even if it means death, I will go with you!"

"Now we only need to do one thing!"

The damaged air conditioning system blew out gusts of cold wind, ruffling Maeve's long hair.

Her eyes, like a lion's, fixed on all the passengers present, and she began to speak:

"Wait for our savior, the Homelander, to return with his solution."

After he finished speaking, the passengers fell silent.

Maeve breathed a sigh of relief, looking down at the approaching sea level, and gave a pale smile.

"You're something else, Maeve."

She praised herself as she looked at her reflection in the window.

Suddenly, her eyes moved.

Outside the window, that red and blue figure reappeared.

Maeve stared blankly as Homelander carried a child who looked to be only eight or nine years old on his back, waving to her from outside the cabin window.