I'm a magnetic field madman

Wu Nan would never claim to be a righteous person, and he would never utter such a nonsensical statement.

This past month has been filled with experiences where, despite doing good deeds and playing the hero, I've been branded a criminal by so-called public opinion and the people.

Seeing the world turned upside down and the ugliness of the world, Wu Nan's growth was proceeding at an extremely rapid pace.

The experience of just one month was already more exciting than the years of education Wu Nan received while staying with his parents.

As a result, the precocious Wu Nan has grown tremendously, and the most obvious change is that he will never be arrogant and presumptuously claim to be a righteous hero like Hai Hu.

Ultimately, when his father was the president of Playboy during the day and a superhero at night, he didn't do many righteous things.

Perhaps Haihu's identity wasn't originally that of a superhero.

But it is precisely because of this that Wu Nan has a bottom line that allows him to do more.

He wouldn't do bad things, but he wouldn't consider himself a good person either. He wanted to destroy Vought International, bury Compound V, and stop superhuman experiments from being conducted openly—or rather, to continue them in a relatively safe and fair way.

If it were a powerful figure like his father, Wu Nan estimated that he would have destroyed the country outright.

And then there are the more unscrupulous strongmen, like Wu Nan's uncle, Lan Meng...

He could even raze all the countries and institutions involved in all of this to the ground without any hesitation, using a super nuclear bomb.

Absolute power is so capricious; it doesn't need any messy wisdom or thought. Victory is simply crushing everything in its path.

Unfortunately, Wu Nan does not possess such power.

With the power of 170,000 horsepower, he can fight against the army of a nation, but he cannot fight against the whole world—not to mention super-powered freaks like Homelander and Storm Girl, Wu Nan's biggest problem has always been his lack of popularity.

Transforming into the form of a sea tiger not only failed to increase Wu Nan's power flow, but instead caused it to continuously deplete.

His body, which was originally only ten years old, was simply unable to withstand prolonged combat.

His energy level can only support him at full power for a maximum of ten hours.

This number is incredibly short compared to powerful figures like Oga Haihu who can fight for years at a time, and Wu Nan must face his limitations squarely.

He couldn't crush all the rebels with absolute force, and Wu Nan was unwilling to do so.

After all, using absolute power to crush all problems also means creating countless killings.

That's something that Wu Nan can't handle right now.

However, cooperating with these clueless members of the Boys and following the orders of this guy named Butcher was simply not going to work.

Public opinion? What utter bullshit!

If public opinion can change the world, then what the hell is the point of nuclear weapons?

Wu Nan did not consider himself a great man with extraordinary wisdom, and after thinking about it, he came to only two answers.

"I'll take down the CEO of Walter Corporation, starting with him," Wu Nan said expressionlessly.

"Slaughter all the top executives of that disgusting company; they deserved it!"

By conducting experiments on unsuspecting children, the Water Corporation, as described by Butcher, can hardly be considered human.

Wu Nan has no intention of letting them off the hook, and he no longer has any intention of showing any mercy to Vought International and those superheroes.

Because of his compassion and nagging, he almost died at the hands of those two freaks.

This alone is enough for Wu Nan to grow!

There is great fear between life and death. Even a ten-year-old child will grow tremendously after accepting the reality of facing death.

In the end, all Wu Nan had to do was the same thing as before.

Now, however, he's going to go even further, even more recklessly!

"A genius idea! Then you really are a fucking terrorist!"

While clapping, Butcher looked at Wu Nan with sarcasm and quietly backed away—he was clearly right about these super freaks; every single one of them was such a piece of crap!

"But what can you change? The higher-ups? The CEO? Those kinds of people are a dime a dozen on Wall Street!"

“So you should do what you’re supposed to do,” Wu Nan said calmly, looking at Butcher.

“I will gather the evidence you need and give it to you… and all you have to do is fully expose Compound V and Vought Corporation. And after all this, I will strike at the source of this industry.”

"The source? What exactly is the source you're talking about?" Hughie couldn't help but ask.

"You'll understand when the time comes," Wu Nan said softly.

He moved his body and felt that he had regained the power to propel himself at the level of electric current.

He looked at Butcher, waiting for an answer on whether or not he would cooperate.

"Hey, fucking kid, are you really that little kid?"

Butcher was cursing, but he threw a cell phone at me, his gaze drifting away involuntarily...

He wasn't the naive Hughie; he already knew what this Sea Tiger was talking about—the way to change everything from the source.

At this moment, Butcher felt that he had not guessed wrong. These freaks with superpowers were more dangerous and more extreme than the last one... This brat in front of him was even more dangerous than that damned Homelander!

But what does it matter? Butcher never claimed to be a good person.

A raging beast roared within him, a madman constantly baring his fangs and claws. He was a "butcher," not a "hero." Butcher was a complete madman... a maniac who would set the entire world ablaze for his own desires!

As for Haihu, he didn't know what grudge this child had against the Water Company.

But there's no doubt that if his approach succeeds, Butcher will be very happy!

"Very well, since we're partners now, do me a favor." Taking the phone, Wu Nan immediately sat down cross-legged, deactivating his transformation. He breathed heavily, his stomach rumbling, and said weakly…

"Please get me some food, I need a lot."

……

99 floors of the Water Company Building

The large conference room, which belonged exclusively to the Super Seven, now only contained Homelander, Starlight, and the completely silent Black.

Oh right, if you include Storm, who was added temporarily, there should be four.

In the conference room, which was quite empty due to the absence of most of its members, Vought International's Vice President, Medellin Steviere, spoke with utmost seriousness.

"Your actions have caused serious negative impacts, and you must cease most of your outdoor activities from now on!"

"Why should we? Didn't you guys send us to deal with that bastard?"

Homelander growled with a grim expression. For this bastard who valued attention above all else, having to stop his public activities and watch his popularity plummet was more painful than killing him!

“I did send you out, but you promised me you would easily take care of him!” Medellin retorted to Homelander without fear. As the vice president of Vought International, this ambitious woman had Homelander firmly under her control.

Because this woman in her thirties had already mastered the art of dealing with the father of a man with an Oedipus complex through her own skill and ability, able to be both his mother and his family.

"It's one thing to start a fight in Monument Square, but the real problem is that you actually caused the Seven to lose three members!" Medellin said sternly.

"Do you even realize how much public relations the company has to spend to suppress these issues? But the loss of such a serious member of the Super Seven is going to affect your very foundation as heroes!"

What are the core selling points of superheroes?

Handsome? Charming? Minority? American Dream?

No, the fundamental selling point of superheroes has always been their "power"... because protecting others inherently requires the basic definition of power.

As the pinnacle of the superhero industry, the Seven must be stronger than all other heroes. They represent Vought International's prestige. They can lose, but they cannot lose so miserably!

Therefore, most of the time, the missions that the Super Seven go on are actually orchestrated by Vought International to maintain the Super Seven's powerful image...

But now, facing a super-powered criminal, they've lost half their members in one fell swoop. More importantly, Homelander was even knocked away by the enemy!

This serious damage to the reputation of the hero company was directly reflected in the decline of Water Corporation's stock price!

Ultimately, superpowered criminals aren't scary; they can kill as many ordinary people as they want without consequence... but the biggest problem is if heroes are defeated by them!

"We defeated him!" Homelander roared, his face flushed red.

"My heat vision pierced through him and burned one of his hands and one of his feet! Even if his body, which fell into the sea, wasn't found, he couldn't possibly have survived!"

Homelanders absolutely cannot accept their defeat, whether it's a drop in popularity or the loss of their "strongest" status.

But undeniably, the arrogant and confident demeanor of this man from the motherland, who has never truly been beaten in his life, is utterly fake. It is precisely because of his deep-seated insecurity that he must put on this agitated act!

"Alright, Medellin, we've already defeated that terrorist. Isn't that enough? If we lose members, we'll just hold auditions; if our popularity drops, we'll just increase it. There's no need to worry about anything here."

Storm, standing to the side, smiled and said, as if all of this was nothing and nothing at all.

Medellin glanced warily at the old woman; she undoubtedly knew the old Nazi's background...

If she had a choice, she would never allow Storm to get close to Homelander, who was already quite unstable.

But there's nothing we can do. Although Vought International has over 1000 contracted heroes, only two of them, including those who have come and gone, are strong enough to be considered part of the Super Seven or even Homelander.

“If you are so confident, that’s naturally the best,” Medellin said calmly.

"But suspending operations is necessary; it's both punishment and protection for you. Otherwise, you'll face investigations from the FBI and CIA, and you don't want to be questioned by them endlessly."

Bringing up the names of the CIA and FBI is always effective in intimidating people... After all, if he can't actually kill someone, Homelander would never want to get involved with anything related to bureaucracy.

Starlight, who was just about to leave, was silenced by Medellin's words.

Yes, all problems can be solved, and nothing is a problem.

Haihu, a criminal with superpowers, what good is his strength? He's facing the Vought Corporation, a massive conglomerate backed by countless politicians and military forces!

What can one person accomplish? He cannot change the world. The so-called efforts of the strong are nothing more than a clown performance in the eyes of the upper class.

After explaining some necessary matters, Medellin left the Super Seven's meeting room.

After boarding the elevator to the top-floor CEO's office, there was already a tall, muscular man inside.

He wore a dark yellow overcoat, had long black hair that flowed down his back, wore sunglasses, and was taciturn.

Medellin was somewhat taken aback, but still entered the elevator and pressed the button to go to the top floor.

After a moment's thought, Medellin, who didn't recall having such a superhero under contract with the company, frowned and questioned...

"Who are you? Where did you get the elevator access card to the 99th floor?"

The man tilted his head and gently lifted his sunglasses, and the next moment—three bright red, shark-tooth-like battle marks appeared on the top of his head.

Medellin's eyes narrowed slightly, but she couldn't finish her sentence. Perhaps she wanted to negotiate, perhaps she wanted to coerce or bribe, or perhaps she wanted to demonstrate her intellectual superiority as an upper-class person over such a stupid and violent lower-class commoner.

Unfortunately, she didn't have time to say those bullshit things.

The man's hand pierced Medellín's heart in an instant, mercilessly crushing the vibrant, beating heart.

As Medellín's eyes widened and his breathing weakened, he took off his sunglasses, tilted his head, and said...

"Who am I? I am Haihu, of course."

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31. The Real Business War

While screenwriters and writers rack their brains to construct conspiracies and strive to create exciting business battles in their TV dramas and novels—what is real business warfare really like?

That would be—to kill them outright!

It's blunt, but that's the truth. What nonsense about corporate espionage and troublesome virus implantation...

Nothing is as practical and direct as simply blasting your competitor into the sky!

The statement that primitive accumulation of capital is bloody is inaccurate—it should be said that capital is always bloody.

It seems that civilization is only because you don't need to show your knife when harvesting crops... But when it comes to competing for means of production, the most direct way is to just start fighting!

Wu Nan understands this all too well, because his father did exactly that.

When his father, Bai Junlang, was still the president of Bai's Enterprises, his "business warfare" was that simple.

The CEO transforms into a superhero and directly confronts the Blue Dream organization that attempted to acquire his company... He also smashes up the government agencies and officials who were causing trouble for his company!

Yes, this is a story that Wu Nan heard directly from his father.

However, it cannot be said that Haihu is ruthless. After all, when it comes to directly eliminating competitors, Lanmeng Company is much better than Bai Junlang.

Before awakening his power, Lando Tianwu was just a general in the United States—although it is extremely illogical for a Chinese person to become a US general...

However, while Lan Daotianwu was not exactly penniless at that time, he certainly did not have the ability to build such a large company as Lanmeng later on.

As a giant trust enterprise spanning both the political and business spheres, how could Lanmeng Company have risen to prominence and defeated or even absorbed established companies in less than twenty years through normal means?

Just play by the rules of the game normally, even if Lan Daotianwu has extraordinary wisdom...