In front of Superman, you have no choice but to give yourself to a little girl.

Wayne, having finally appeased Susan, arrives at a Hydra base in the Pacific Ocean.

Looking down at the island shrouded in some kind of force field, Wayne slowly flew down.

Meanwhile, the Hydra agents inside the base also noticed Wayne. Although they were filled with tension and panic, they seemed to have received some orders and did not rush to turn around and run away.

Fortunately, just as they had prayed, Wayne ignored them and went straight through the force field and buildings into the depths of the base.

Here, Wayne met Lady Hydra, who had been waiting since the start of his battle with the Mad Attack, and a table of delicious food she had prepared.

In the dimly lit, elegantly luxurious room, a specially decorated candle was lit on a long black walnut table—the only source of light in the room.

By this time, Mrs. Hydra had already changed into a gorgeous but rather revealing green evening gown. Heaven knows how happy she was when she learned that Superman had really arrived.

At first, she wasn't sure Superman would come, since he hadn't responded to her at all... Now it seems her persistence in waiting was worthwhile.

"Hello, Mr. Scott."

Madam Hydra hurriedly rose and stepped forward in her high heels to greet her. "Please sit down. These are all freshly made. I wonder if they suit your taste?"

To demonstrate her stance, Lady Hydra would have a new feast prepared almost every half hour.

Wayne did not sit down, but calmly stared at Madam Hydra. "State your purpose, Hydra."

Madam Hydra was not surprised by Superman's attitude; in fact, not immediately crushing her head was the best possible response.

"Ophelia Sargisian, just call me Ophelia."

"Madam Hydra" was merely her code name as a high-ranking member of Hydra.

"I don't want to repeat myself."

"Of course, Mr. Scott."

Having no other choice, Mrs. Hydra had to get down to business: "I wonder how much Mr. Scott knows about Hydra?"

"..."

They should know a little more about it than Hydra itself, right?

Wayne didn't speak, but simply raised his chin to signal Madam Hydra to continue.

"Hydra's history dates back thousands of years; it is a very ancient organization."

"Similarly, over thousands of years, the core of Hydra's power has changed hands many times, until it finally came into the hands of Red Skull."

"But after Red Skull left, Hydra no longer has a leader, or rather, more than one leader."

"One body with multiple heads, each with different thoughts, wills, ideals, and pursuits... Now, perhaps it's time for me to part ways with them."

She had this idea long ago: there was no future in following Hydra; such petty stunts would never lead to the real top.

"Mr. Scott, you're saying... even gods on earth need believers?"

She's planning to defect to the enemy with her funds!

Upon hearing Madam Hydra's words, Wayne finally reacted. "You want me to be the leader of Hydra?"

Are you kidding me? He's Superman! Does he even know what Superman is? You want a hero to be the main villain?

"No, of course not, I'm not that presumptuous."

Madam Hydra smiled slightly. "It's not about making Superman the leader of Hydra, but about us... becoming Superman's followers."

"Furthermore, if Mr. Scott agrees, I can leave Hydra right now."

For Lady Hydra, Hydra was always just a tool to achieve her goals.

She seeks power and immortality, and now that she has a better option, why can't she use Hydra as a stepping stone to a better future?

"About a quarter of Hydra's total personnel are loyal to me. They are elite agents and assassination squads distributed around the world, undercover agents infiltrating governments of various countries, and branches of underground forces."

Among the various high-ranking members of Hydra, there are those who believe in divine authority, those who admire force... Madame Hydra mainly deals with intelligence and assassination.

Therefore, the proportion of truly capable people under her command is not actually that high; more than half of them are in charge of underground forces.

But Lady Hydra's men are elite enough, and their infiltration in all aspects is very deep—but now Lady Hydra is going to take this head away from the body and fly solo.

"Mr. Scott, please don't be in such a hurry to refuse."

"I know Superman doesn't need help, but I'm confident I can handle all the other troubles for you."

"As long as you can bring us under your wing, whether it's legal or otherwise, with me here, Superman's actions will only have the green light from now on."

Although that's what they say, it doesn't really make a difference to Wayne, since as long as he feels he hasn't done anything wrong, he won't be restricted in his actions.

What you're doing isn't in accordance with the rules. You said you need to follow the proper procedures... Do you think he'll even listen to you?

But Wayne didn't immediately respond to Madam Hydra—because he realized that Madam Hydra seemed to be serious.

Wayne, who initially thought Madam Hydra was up to something, used "Superman's Belief" out of curiosity, only to discover that she really did want to leave Hydra and join him.

However... my answer is still no.

Why?

"Because I like to say no to people, is that not allowed?"

"But...but wouldn't this reduce the number of Hydras by a quarter at once?"

"Killing you all wouldn't make a difference."

"..."

Lady Hydra was truly at her wit's end.

But she wasn't too worried about dying here. After all, if Superman wanted to kill her, he would have done so already. What could she possibly do against him?

Moreover, the fact that Superman only issued a warning earlier shows that he doesn't have any plans to deal with Hydra yet.

But to prevent them from being disposed of casually someday, and for her own pursuits, Madam Hydra still planned to find a way to get Superman to recruit them later.

However, just as Wayne turned to leave, he seemed to notice something out of the corner of his eye, which made him stop in his tracks.

Seeing this, Lady Hydra followed Wayne's gaze and saw a Hydra statue less than half a meter tall.

Lady Hydra remembered the item; it was an antique, and because it looked quite exquisite, she kept it as a decoration.

Long ago, Hydra madly worshipped an ancient god called "Set," and as a result, they produced a lot of "merchandise" such as Set statues.

However, starting with Red Skull or even earlier, Hydra stopped worshipping Set, treating it merely as feudal superstition.

Although the fact that it caught Superman's attention meant that it was definitely not a simple thing, Mrs. Hydra looked at it from left to right but couldn't see anything wrong with the sculpture.

Before she could figure out what was so special about the statue, Wayne's voice reached her ears, "Bring your resume to my office tomorrow."

Lady Hydra, who thought she had misheard, looked on incredulously.

Although she didn't understand why Superman's change of heart was so quick, Mrs. Hydra, overjoyed, didn't bother with such a trivial matter. "But... Mr. Scott, where is your office?"

"You're asking me where my office is?"

Wayne looked at him with an air of self-righteousness—didn't you say you'd take care of all the trivial matters for me? Then you should definitely take care of the office problems too!

Once she realized what was happening, Lady Hydra immediately assured everyone that she would handle it.

Watching Wayne's departing figure, Madam Hydra couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Now that we're breaking away from Hydra, the codename 'Madame Hydra' is no longer suitable."

"From now on, it will be changed to... Viper."

Viper, having distanced himself from Hydra, immediately summoned his subordinates and issued his orders.