A certain man from the motherland

"The world's first natural superhuman..."

Ron narrowed his eyes.

This was the first thing Storm Girl said to him just now.

Is this the reason why Storm Girl left her motherland to come to him?

If we follow this sentence...Walter has something that specifically restrains the superhuman beings created by Compound No. 5?

But in the original plot of Storm Girl, she didn't seem to be particularly keen on building a good relationship with Ryan.

Because Ryan is still young?

But obviously it only takes a few years to wait. For the century-old faction that has been suppressed for decades and Storm who has a lifespan of hundreds of years, this time is not particularly long.

"Or is this important, but not particularly important?"

He thought to himself after deducing some key information in just a few seconds.

"Ron, what did that woman just say about the first born superhuman?"

Suddenly, Xingguang raised his head and asked with a frown.

"That woman?"

Just now, she was the only one who applauded to welcome the storm girl, but now she calls the storm girl by that woman.

Because she had just noticed that Storm Girl was trying to seduce Ron, but Storm Girl was actually very open-minded and didn't even think about hiding it.

"As a superhero, haven't you ever wondered why there have never been evil-doing superhumans in the world?"

Walking in the deserted corridor, Ron looked at her sideways and asked.

"Uh-because God chose?"

Starlight was born in a religious family. She blinked and tried to reply using the mainstream saying she heard in the church.

"Have you forgotten that Izkiel, who is promoted by your believers as the representative of superheroes, hugged two men in that club and kissed and hugged him?"

He raised his eyebrows and said speechlessly.

The Bible clearly states that homosexuality is a sin and an abomination and a shame.

"..."

When Starlight stopped talking, Ron told the truth: "In the eyes of outsiders, Walt is a company contracted to operate superheroes, but in fact it is a drug company, and its main product is Compound No. 5..."

"Water is a drug company? But..."

If Ron hadn't said it, Starlight began to doubt it when he heard this, but thinking that Ron wouldn't lie to her, he asked instead.

"What is Compound No. 5?"

Taking a deep look at Starlight, Ron said: "A magical invention that can transform babies into superhuman beings..."

"And you..."

After a while.

"Wait a minute, Ron, are you saying that my abilities are not innate?

I became a superhuman because my mother asked Walt to inject me with compound No. 5 since I was a child!"

"Yes."

Although it is a bit cruel, it is the fact.

"How could that happen? How could she do this to me?!"

His face turned pale, and Xingguang took two steps back unable to accept it.

After hearing everything, the news had a huge impact on her. She immediately felt deeply betrayed and angry.

My whole life has been secretly controlled and decided by my mother, and I have been kept in the dark until now.

If Ron didn't tell her, there was no telling how long she would be kept secret.

…

After learning the inside story, Starlight went home and had a big fight with her mother and left home in anger. Ron comforted her in his apartment for a few days.

After a few days, Storm Girl, who was severely frustrated and lost confidence when faced with Ron's attack, could not see anyone for several more days, and turned to people from her motherland.

One of them had an ulterior motive and pretended to be unintentional, the other pretended not to know that they were cooperating intentionally.

As one of the organizers and participants of the first superhero party, Storm's openness goes without saying, and the people of the motherland like her type. The two quickly got together and had a passionate affair.

.

Although Storm Girl has her own ideas and always wants to do Napo's trick, some Aryan superman to cleanse the world, she has not forgotten the purpose of her faction.

The people of the motherland pretended to be immersed in her gentle countryside full of "unique charm", and were "drawn in" along the way, and easily coaxed something out of her mouth.

…

On this day, inside Watt Company.

"President Ron, I may have found a superhero who is suitable to join the Super Seven and fill the vacancy of Locomotive."

Ashley carefully flattered him and led the way to lead Ron to a spacious training room.

Whoosh!

A short man, who moved like a monkey, played with a long stick, and then threw the long stick violently, easily penetrating the rubber dummy, showing extraordinary strength.

"President, please let me introduce to you the blind spot of a superhero from Japan. If he can join the Super Seven, it will definitely reflect the tolerance and 'diversity' of our Walt."

She emphasized as she looked at the superhero she chose.

Blind Spot heard the two people's voices and ran over. He wore a gray eyepatch over his eyes and used his powerful hearing to identify their location. He pretended to be extremely excited and came in front of the two people.

"Darkstar, one of the most powerful superheroes on Earth, it would be an honor to meet you, sir." He knew who would make the decision to join the Seven.

"You can find me without your eyes?"

"I can hear the wind and grass hundreds of meters away, and easily distinguish other people's voices and heartbeats."

Raising his eyebrows, Ron turned to Ashley and repeated a meaningful sentence.

“Inclusion and ‘diversity’?”

"Yes."

Ai Shi looked worried and asked nervously.

"Is...is there something wrong, President?"

"No, you did a good job, and this is indeed important to Walter.

It’s just…not inclusive enough, not ‘diverse’ enough!”

Shaking his head, Ron looked at the blind spot.

"Can you hear the wind, hear the grass swaying?"

"Not bad, sir." Blind Spot puffed up his chest proudly. Although his eyes were blind due to his awakened superpower, the senses in his ears were very powerful.

"You and the people of the motherland have super vision, and I have super hearing."

"What if I do this?"

Ron's eyes looked playful as if he were looking at a ridiculous monkey.

The heat vision shot out instantly in the next second.

Blind Spot didn’t react at all, Deep Sea No. 2 is brand new.

"ah……"

The shrill screams echoed in the room, Blind Spot bent his body and covered his crotch, rolling around on the ground in pain.

"You can hear the wind, but can you hear the light?"

He turned around and left slowly, leaving two orders in a disdainful voice.

"Take him for a sex reassignment operation, arrange a black boyfriend for him when he comes back, let him declare that he was bullied in school as a child, be a vegetarian, support women's equal rights, support animal protection and environmental protection, and then let him join Super

Team Seven."

"In order to better reflect the tolerance and diversity of our Walter, we should not let him stay at the headquarters, but arrange for him to give speeches everywhere."

"Yes...yes, sir."

Glancing at the blind spot, which was so painful that she almost fainted, Ashley, who was stunned by the series of words, was so frightened that cold sweat dripped from her forehead, and she quickly came back to her senses and answered.

…

After creating a public opinion weapon for Walter, Ron returned to the office and sat down to call over the people from the motherland, preparing to ask about the results.

The motherland man pushed open the door and came in, but when he met his cold and piercing gaze, he instinctively took a step back and knocked on the door.

His movements were faster than his thoughts. When he realized what he was doing, he felt a little sad. This step back was only a small step towards reality, but it represented a big step towards the decline of patriarchy.

After letting the people of the motherland come in, Ron stared and asked.

"Did you get the information I asked for?"

"This is the first time I know that Walter has so many things that I don't know."

Recalling what they learned from Feng Feng's mouth, the expressions of the people of the motherland became gloomy and solemn as never before.

If you want to win someone to your side, you can't even reveal who the enemy is and how powerful they are.

He half-truthed and half-pretended to be infatuated with Storm, causing Storm to lower her guard and tell him some of Walt's deepest secrets.

"for example?"

"Anti-potion No. 5!

Walter has a drug called Anti-No. 5, which can suppress the mutated genes caused by the No. 5 compound and temporarily eliminate people's superpowers."

"Can be poisoned, can be sprayed..."

At this point, the people of the motherland frowned and gritted their teeth.

"She said that because of this, Walt was never afraid to create powerful superhumans they couldn't handle.

Including...including me!"

He clenched his fists and said in a difficult and angry tone.

What has he always been like in the eyes of the real senior management of Walt? Is he a self-righteous clown?

Although the native of the motherland has super speed, it is not impossible for his usually arrogant character to be plotted accidentally.

"Anti-potion No. 5?"

Ron's eyes looked thoughtful, and he guessed pretty much the same.

Even people other than Walt have the ability to restrain superhuman beings. It is impossible for Walt, who created Compound No. 5, not to have done research in this area.

"She also said that if there is anyone who is not afraid of rebelling against No. 5, it may be you."

After a pause, the motherland man raised his head and looked at him with a slightly unwilling tone. He seemed to be completely surpassed by Ron and turned into a completely defective product.

Anti-Five is just like other universes that have many things designed to restrain mutants, but they cannot restrain other superpowers.

"possible?"

he asked, catching the word.

"There have never been natural superhumans before, and you and Ryan are the only two.

Ryan completely inherited my abilities. Maybe he inherited my mutated genes and was affected by Anti-Five.

And you seem to have mutated again on this basis, maybe..."

Ron understood, and waved his hand to signal him not to say anything further. He leaned back slightly, his voice was magnetic, and he knocked on the table.

"Let's talk about the person behind Walter's backstage..."