Superman in Black Robe

The 82nd floor of Ward Company, the floor where the directors are...

A man was holding his hands behind his back, facing the glass of the building, quietly looking down at the ground, enjoying the feeling of standing in the air, standing at the pinnacle of power, looking down at all living beings.

"Mr. Edgar..."

Just when the man was enjoying his rights, an older but still tall woman opened the door and walked in.

"Stridi..."

"I need an explanation. The man named Jupiter Grayson is not in our usage records of Compound V!"

"In other words, even though I repeatedly stressed the importance of preserving Compound V, Compound V still leaked out in large quantities from our company!"

When the man heard the voice behind him, he still held his hands behind his back and did not look at the woman behind him, but his hoarse voice made the temperature of the entire office cool down a few degrees.

In the eyes of men, all superpowers in the world are made of Compound V. If there is no record, it can only mean that the other party has stolen their company's Compound V! In other words,

Someone is secretly trading with people using their company’s Compound V...

"Mr. Edgar, this is an accident. We have always strictly controlled Compound V. Except for specific groups of people, it is absolutely inaccessible. In other words, Mr. Jupiter, he should also be related to our specific experimental group.

There is a certain connection, or perhaps Mr. Jupiter changed his name, and we did not update the information in time..."

Countless beads of sweat overflowed from Stredy's forehead. She kept thinking of ways to explain Jupiter's situation to the man in front of her. No matter what, she would never allow Edgar to be disappointed with her, let alone let him.

Edgar questions her ability to do her job!

"That kind of thing doesn't matter anymore. I will never allow the current situation to happen again next time..."

Edgar banged the table beside him vigorously, indicating his irritability.

"I understand, there will never be a next time."

Upon hearing this, Stridy nodded immediately, indicating that he understood what Edgar meant, and vowed that it would never happen again.

"Um……"

"Tell me about the commercial value of that Jupiter!"

"That bastard who killed my cash cow as soon as he came out, if he can't live up to his name and generate huge commercial value, I will never let him go."

Edgar was very angry. This was the first time he saw someone dare to kill someone in his building. The person who killed him was one of the most profitable superheroes in his hands. If he couldn't make more money with Jupiter,

, then he will lose money on this transaction, and he will never allow himself to lose money!

"He is perfect, perfect in every aspect! His appearance, ability, extraordinary speaking temperament, and the most important thing is his bloodline!"

"We can even make more money through him!"

"Next time our movie will not only hit the box office of Free Country, but also hit the box office of the second largest box office in the world on the other side!"

"I can earn double the money then! Please allow me to repeat it again, double!"

Stridy looked at Edgar very excitedly. She looked at the data in her hands excitedly and preached to Edgar.

"F*ck! This is the best news I have heard in these years. Clean up the invisible man's body, then hold a retirement party for him, and make it beautiful~"

After Edgar confirmed the commercial value of Jupiter, he immediately felt better. As for the invisible man who was the cash cow in his mouth, he had turned into a mushy guy who could not make money and could be thrown into the sewer.

"Okay, Mr. Edgar..."

"By the way, Mr. Edgar, there is also a little problem with the identity of Mr. Jupiter."

Stridy suddenly remembered something and asked.

"But you handle it cleanly. Remember, what I want to see is a perfect Jupiter!"

Edgar will not ask Jupiter's identity or what the problems are. He only needs to know whether these problems can be solved. After all, the goods must be packaged in the best possible way, and there must be no flaws at all!

"No problem! I will definitely make the most perfect Jupiter."

"Then I won't bother you any more, Mr. Edgar..."

Stridy smiled slightly and exited the office.

"Hmph~"

After Stridey went out, Edgar in the office hummed a ditty, and he only had Daole in his eyes.

"Move faster!"

"Here, and here! Be sure to rinse again and again!"

The cleaning staff in the seven-man team's hall were wiping the blood-stained floor quickly. Their eyes were dull, just like machines working for Walter's company. They would do whatever Walter asked them to do.

What, don’t listen or ask.

"Congratulations Mr. Jupiter, from today on you are a member of the Premier League Seven~"

Ashley, who had recovered from Jupiter's brutal method of dealing with the invisible man, forced himself to look at Jupiter with a smile.

"Um……"

Jupiter was sitting on the seat of the motherland, seeming to be thinking about something. After he heard what Ashley said, he just nodded slightly to indicate that he heard it.

"You don't seem happy?"

Ashley looked at Jupiter carefully and asked.

"This is not something to be happy about, but something that is already destined."

Jupiter heard this and replied without thinking.

"Forehead……"

Ashley was a little silent after hearing this, not knowing what to say.

"Well, Mr. Jupiter, we will let the other five members of the Super Seven team meet you later. As for Starlight, she is still on her way here. We will arrange for her to attend the meeting tomorrow.

, see you again.”

Ashley faced Jupiter and preached with a smile.

"oh!"

Jupiter was still calm and answered casually.

"Then I'll go down first..."

Ashley was angry when she saw Jupiter's indifferent expression. She wanted to remind Jupiter to get down from the seat she was sitting on because it was the seat of the motherland, but she was too lazy to do so now.

Having said that, maybe it would be a good thing to make the arrogant and arrogant guy in front of me suffer a little bit...

"Superhero Idol Project."

"Made superheroes into perfect super idols."

"A super idol star runs for president of a free country... isn't this very free?"

Jupiter kept thinking, and he felt that he could treat everything in this world as an experiment. If his plan in this world succeeded, then he could completely copy everything in this world to his own main world.

"I wonder what my support rate will be if I run for president of the Free Country if my plan goes well!?"

Jupiter stood up, clasping his hands behind his back, looking at the cars coming and going outside the window and thinking constantly. If his plan succeeds, then he can completely reproduce everything about him in the main world and build his father Nolan.

Become the perfect male god, and then let Nolan gain massive support and become the president of the free country of the main world.

On the premise of not harming Deborah and perfectly controlling Blue Star, wouldn't this be born?!

As for how the world of "Black Robe" will be messed up because of Jupiter's sudden idea?

F*ck, that’s none of his business…