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"The Butcher" Billy Butcher is the worst off; in addition to his head, his limbs were also broken, presented in a bizarre and terrifying angle.

Hugh Campbell, Starlight's...ex-boyfriend.

The guy was still as thin as before, and because of the effects of compound five, his clothes were nowhere to be seen, leaving him completely naked.

Marvin, nicknamed "Breast Milk," a robust black man, had his head blown off and his pectoral muscles ripped out, with blood gushing from his neck and chest.

Frenchman, the kind-hearted fellow, did not receive the same kindness in return. After his head was blown off, he was simply thrown into a garbage dump, just like a bag of insignificant household trash.

Suddenly, a rough yet slender hand picked up the photo frame containing the image of Hughie's death and held it in its arms.

Soon, the soft, helpless sobs of starlight echoed in the room.

Her voice was no longer the youthful and lively one it once was; instead, it was filled with hoarseness and weariness.

After a while, the crying gradually subsided, and Hughie's photo frame was put back on the table.

Starlight wiped away her tears and picked up the power receiver that was under the table.

She looked at the thing, which was as thick as a child's arm, with a complicated expression.

Because each use puts a great strain on the body, this is why Xingguang looks haggard and aged.

But there was no other way; the people living underground needed her, needed the electricity and light produced by her body.

Despite the struggle in her eyes, Starlight still placed the power receiver under her.

"Uh... Ah!"

A hoarse roar echoed through the cramped room, while streams of electrical energy flowed from Starlight's body to the power receiver.

Subsequently, this electrical energy was transmitted from the receiver to the rooms of the many rebel refugees living underground.

Soon, seeing that their rooms were receiving electricity, those guys who had been huddled under their blankets and shivering began to laugh happily.

This is the electricity we'll be using for the entire day!

Although our goddess was a few minutes late this time, we won't blame her, will we?

Starlight, having used her superpowers, slumped in her chair, the power receiver slipping from between her legs.

Right now, Xingguang's mind is filled with inexplicable babbling and screams, something she has experienced every day for the past two years.

The repeated overuse of her superpowers has nearly exhausted this girl who should be enjoying the best years of her life.

Starlight had thought countless times about ending her life to escape this endless torment.

But whenever Starlight saw the dead bodies of Hughie and Butcher, he immediately dismissed the idea.

"I have to avenge them," Starlight murmured, slumped in his chair, panting heavily. "Those two... they have to die!"

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The Boys World, New York, Manhattan, Hell's Kitchen.

The black mist met the wall, and Depp leaped out from it.

Looking at the familiar scenery around him, Depp knew that although this place was exactly the same as Hell's Kitchen where he had taken Spider-Man, it belonged to a completely different world.

"It seems that nothing has changed here."

Depp seemed puzzled.

According to the Homelander clone whom he killed in the villa, the world of The Boys has changed drastically!

The Vought Corporation was destroyed, and the entire world was taken over by an organization called Nickelodeon.

Their weapon is Homelander clones.

Depp had expected that his arrival in the world of The Boys would bring him a vision of a world undergoing a cataclysmic change, or even the end of the world.

But now, the peaceful and serene Hell's Kitchen gave Depp a slightly eerie feeling.

"Something's not right here!"

As soon as Depp finished speaking, a guy with a mohawk walked up to him.

"Hey kid, you look unfamiliar. You're not an undocumented person, are you?"

Depp put on the Introductory Mirror and looked back, somewhat puzzled.

[Collis Borg] The Fat Sheep Hunter

Main ability: To make a flavorful grilled steak.

Favorability rating: Strangers.

He didn't know what this guy meant by "no witness," but the other party's information was quickly displayed.

Clearly, the rapidly moving butterfly knife in the mohawk's hand indicated that this guy had ill intentions.

"No license? What kind of license do you want?" Depp reached into his pocket and said, "My driver's license? My marriage certificate with Selena? Or that Level 10 machinist's license that took me ten years to get?"

The mohawk-wielding man, brandishing his butterfly knife, approached step by step, then raised his other hand and slammed it against the wall behind Depp, saying:

"I'm talking about the survival certificate issued by Nickelodeon! You don't really not have one, do you?"

As he spoke, the mohawk revealed a hint of excitement, as if he had spotted a fat sheep.

He pinned me against the wall! I was actually pinned against the wall by this guy!

Depp was speechless. He wondered if this mohawk guy was out of his mind.

However, Depp could easily tell from the other man's eyes that if he really didn't have a so-called survival certificate, then he would definitely be arrested and sold for a good price.

"Okay, I don't have that thing."

Depp readily admitted it.

Upon hearing this, Mohawk's excitement intensified. He pressed the butterfly knife against Depp's neck and said, "I've actually caught a fat sheep! Listen, you'd better come with me now, or I'll stab you to death!"

Upon hearing this, Depp feigned terror and said, "Don't...don't kill me! I'll go with you obediently, just please don't kill me!"

"Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you!"

The mohawk grabbed Depp's arm and tied a red ribbon around his wrist.

This seems to be a way of asserting sovereignty; the person with the red ribbon is the Mohican's prey, and no one else can interfere.

Then, the mohawk led Depp forward, and they walked quickly down the street.

Soon, they turned into a dark and gloomy alley.

Then... came the much-anticipated reversal of fortunes.

Depp sat on a trash can, while a bruised and battered mohawk knelt on the ground, trembling.

Depp had long ago crumpled up his butterfly knife and stuffed it into his dermatitis.

As for why Depp did this...

Firstly, Depp was unsure of the technological level and capabilities of the Boys world, a world capable of cloning over ten thousand Homelanders, so caution was always a good idea.

Secondly, Depp felt he should find a place without surveillance cameras to conduct the interrogation and avoid being targeted by Nickelodeon.

Depp has no idea what kind of strength these guys actually possess.

“Now, I ask, you answer, understand?” Depp said condescendingly.

Having just been lectured, the mohawk knelt on the ground and nodded like an obedient dog.

"What exactly happened here?" Depp asked.

Mohican thought for a moment and said, "Here? A few days ago, several women were arrested here. They seemed to be like you, easy targets without a survival permit. Also, the day before yesterday, the gangs from the East and West districts had a fight. Neither side lost anyone, but they accidentally injured the passing governor. As a result... this morning, all the members of those two gangs were murdered in their homes."

"Okay, okay, stop! I don't want to hear about these trivial matters. I want to know what's happening in the world? What's going on with the Vought Corporation? And when did the Nickelodeon Corporation even appear?"

Faced with Depp's barrage of questions, the mohawk was clearly struggling to keep up.

After some thought, he finally understood Depp's question and said:

"You're from Vought Corporation? That was five years ago. Vought Corporation was severely damaged by that battle five years ago, and its performance plummeted. The superpowered idols they launched were subsequently despised."

"But even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. Vought Corporation, which owns that compound, continues to launch new superpowered idols. Most of these idols are female, and they even use their superpowered idols to enter the adult film industry in an attempt to revive the company's popularity."

"But two years later, Nickelodeon suddenly rose to prominence, and their target was not Vought International, but the whole world."

"It is said that the people at Nick Corporation are a group of Onsa people who are even more terrifying than the top executives of Vought Corporation, and they founded the company."

Upon hearing this, Depp asked, "Is the target the whole world? Just because they possess the Homelander clone, that ultimate weapon?"

Mohican nodded and said:

"Yes, they took only three days to completely occupy the White House and declare the establishment of a new American regime."

"But to be honest, it doesn't matter to us who the prime minister or the president is! As long as we have money to spend, that's enough for us. And Nickelodeon not only hasn't reduced our income, but it even gives all citizens a large sum of money every month."

Depp asked in confusion, "Since Nickelodeon is so good, what exactly is this 'certificate of survival' you're talking about?"

Upon hearing this, Mohican explained, "It seems you really don't know these things. Did you always live in some remote, untraceable rural area?"

"Hurry up and answer your question!" Depp glared at him and said.

Mohican was immediately startled upon seeing this: "The so-called survival certificate is an exclusive document issued by the Nick Company to its own residents. Only those with a survival certificate are qualified to live and work on this land. As for those who come here without a survival certificate... well, those guys can't even be considered human in our eyes anymore, because the Nick Company never cares about their lives. People without a survival certificate are not protected by law and are the best and cheapest slaves and prostitutes."

Halfway through his sentence, Mohawk glanced at Depp's furious eyes and immediately said, "No, I'm not saying you're not human, but rather that it's Nickelodeon's policy!"

Depp, however, had no interest in arguing with him over words; instead, he was pondering what Mohican had just said.

It appears that after establishing its regime, Nickelodeon treated its own people and people from other countries around the world with near-racial segregation.

In the eyes of these guys, everyone except Americans is nothing more than livestock and slaves.

This can be seen from the survival certificate itself.

Depp continued, "Since Nickelodeon pays you a huge sum of money every month, why are you still running a kidnapping business in Hell's Kitchen?"

"Who would worry about having more money? A fat sheep can fetch at least two years' worth of government subsidies, and some robust rams or ewes with good figures and faces can even sell for ten years' worth of subsidies!" Mohican chuckled lewdly, saying, "The Russian ewe I saw on the black market yesterday was priced at thirteen years' worth of subsidies. If I don't make some extra money, how can I afford such a beautiful woman... no, a ewe?"

"Looks like you've caught quite a few easy targets in the past?"

"About seventeen or eighteen, not many. Most of them are refugees from other places. It seems like war is raging everywhere except our country! It's really pitiful." At this moment, Mohican's mind was filled with the beautiful bodies of Russian women: "Sir, let me tell you, those Russian women have absolutely amazing figures. Those long, strong legs, those ridiculously perky buttocks, that..."

puff!

Depp punched through the Mohawk's chest, holding the guy's already blackened but still beating heart in his hand.