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

Vought Genesis Project (P&G) Laboratory.

Rorna's office.

Industrial-grade LED light strips emit a constant, pale fluorescent light. They are completely free of flickering and fill every corner with an almost violent uniformity, virtually erasing all physical shadows.

The air was filled with the combined scents of disinfectant, pepper, and leather, and the light falling on the walls created an intensely pure white effect.

On a genuine leather sofa, Rolner, with short blond hair and wearing elegant gold-rimmed glasses, sat at the table.

On the computer screen, the Waters logo was displayed in the lower left corner of the browser page. In Rorna's inbox, three red emails sat quietly.

He held an Oliva Serie V cigar between his left fingers, the gold-red label clinging to Rorna's well-defined knuckles.

A rich aroma, accompanied by burning embers, filled the entire office.

This cigar has a relatively rich aroma of coffee, chocolate, and dark chocolate, and it's quite strong, which Rolner really likes.

Taking a deep breath, Rorna used his right hand to control the mouse and opened the email.

The names of the senders of three red emails came into his view.

Stan Edgar.

Unsurprisingly, Rolner exhaled a smoke ring, his azure eyes indifferently scanning the contents of the email sent by Stan.

There were no insulting words used. Stan was a shrewd businessman, well-mannered and cunning. Rolner had almost never seen him swear.

Looking at the email's subtle yet angry questions, Rorna closed the browser immediately.

He pulled his phone out of the cabinet next to him and pressed and held the power button.

Twenty seconds later, as the phone turned on, a series of Facebook messages popped up, and a phone call came in the next moment.

The phone number is saved as Walter.

"Well, this is Rolner."

Rolner tapped the call button with his right hand, held the phone to his ear, and rested his cigar on the ashtray with his left.

"Very good, our Dr. Rorner has finally taken the time out of his busy schedule to answer my call, President of Walter."

After a moment of silence following the connection of the call, a calm voice came from the speakerphone.

In the Waterhouse Building, on floor 82, Stan sat on a sofa facing the balcony. It was late at night, and countless stars twinkled in the sky.

"Mr. Edgar, it's so late. For your health, I think you should go to sleep."

Rolner took a puff of his cigar and spoke calmly into the phone.

"Yeah, as the president of Vought Corporation, I always have to deal with some unexpected problems, which often makes it difficult for me to fall asleep according to my normal biological clock."

Stan's tone was surprisingly in line with Rolner's.

"Ronald, you should have seen my email."

Inside the office, Stan raised his hand and stretched it into the air, as if trying to grasp the moon hanging in the starry sky.

"So, can you tell me, what's the current situation with P&G, or rather, Saiki?"

"As a product of the Genesis Experiment, in the evaluation you sent over, its value should be on the same level as that of the Homelander."

"Therefore, I choose to let you, Dr. Bob's most prized student, go and experiment to your heart's content."

"I gave you a great deal of freedom and resources, and helped you deceive the people of the motherland for nine years."

"And you, my Dr. Rolner, don't you have some...obvious problems with the experimental report you gave me?"

Stan's tone became slightly harsher; he was furious at Rolner's behavior.

For Vault Corporation, superhumans are an adjunct to V, and their value is far below that of V compound.

It was Rolner who took the initiative to propose the Genesis Project to him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Edgar."

Rolner paused for a moment, raised his left hand, took a deep drag on his cigar, coughed lightly, and spoke.

"Do you remember what I told you at the beginning?"

"I want to surpass my teacher and create a true god."

Edgar frowned as he listened to Rolner's words.

"You should know that what's truly important is always V. Even natural-born superhumans can't live without V."

"True God, Rorna, have you been brainwashed by the church?"

Stan's tone was tinged with incomprehension; he couldn't understand Rolner's betrayal.

He had been actively concealing the abilities of the P&G test subject, and it wasn't until today that he discovered the problem with the test subject.

"No, sir, you don't understand."

Rolner's voice trembled with fervor.

"You don't understand, I have witnessed the birth of a god..."

"But He fell!"

"I don't understand, I really don't understand."

"However, I believe he will definitely have another chance to become a god."

"He will eventually become a being more powerful than God. No, he is already more powerful than God."

Hearing Rolner's almost frantic voice, Stan closed his eyes.

"Ronald, you're insane."

"You are no longer suitable to be the head of P&G. You should come back and see a psychologist."

"I will let your junior, Parker, inherit your position."

Stan issued an ultimatum to Rolner.

"No, no, no, Mr. Edgar, you seem to have made a mistake."

Rorna's voice returned to calm.

In his office, he stubbed out his cigar, his azure pupils shining like a lion's.

He slowly spoke to Edgar:

"No one can take my place. Everything in this laboratory is for the coming of God."

"The plan of Genesis cannot be stopped, and in the end, only I can stand beside the new god."

"Parker, that idiot? Does he even deserve to be called one?"

......

Stan fell silent, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down.

"Well, can I assume that you intend to disobey Walter's orders? You will be fired from the company."

"Even Dr. Bob can't save you."

A mocking smile appeared on Rorna's lips.

He rubbed his stubbed-out cigar roughly in the ashtray and said in a calm tone:

"Stan, why do you think no one in the lab has told you the truth in these past nine years?"

"Nobody wants to get off the ship of the New World."

"You can give it a try. Even if Qi Mu doesn't want to take action, Homelander can easily solve some unnecessary problems."

"At that time, I will join my friends in impeaching you, the president."

"We don't care about V anymore."

Rorna hung up the phone.