If Lincoln's appearance and ability were not completely different from those of his motherland, Stillwell would even think that the Lincoln sitting in front of him was a second native of his motherland.

No, the pressure Lincoln brought to her was even greater than that of the people of the motherland. This was already at the level of her ancestors.

What Stillwell reported was unremarkable and did not even involve any business secrets of the Vought Group. Lincoln had already expected this.

Whether it was Sage Grove, which conducted human experiments in the name of a mental hospital, or the children's hospitals and orphanages established by Walt's sponsors, Lincoln actually didn't care.

Superhumans are just a group of artificial species, creatures that have been genetically modified under Compound No. 5. The upper limit of their genes determines that they are destined to only look up to Lincoln.

Who would care too much about a group with low power? Moreover, these groups are just indigenous people in an infinite world and are not worth mentioning.

However, just because he doesn't care, it doesn't mean that the Watt Group can hide it.

After waiting calmly for Stewell to finish reporting the situation, Lincoln reached out and took the pile of documents. He grabbed the paper with his fingers and then exerted force.

Hiss!

With a crisp sound, Lincoln slowly tore the stack of documents into pieces, and then looked at Stillwell: "Go tell Edgar, if you use these things to fool me next time, I don't mind letting the world

Hundreds of thousands or millions of people will be lost."

After scattering the scraps of paper in his hand in front of Stillwell like a goddess scattering flowers, Lincoln continued: "In addition, after we go out, let everyone in the Super Seven come to see me. Even if they die, I hope their

The body can be placed on the chair in this office later, you know what I mean?"

"Oh, there's no need for the guy named Lamplighter to come over. Isn't he going to retire? Make a movie and say he drowned."

Stillwell was stunned for a moment and said subconsciously: "But the group has prepared a special retirement movie and ceremony. If the plan is changed, a lot of money and support will be lost."

"What does this have to do with me?" Lincoln leaned back in his chair and looked at Stillwell with his hands clasped together: "I hope you do what I say, not teach me how to do it, understand?"

"I know, I know." Facing Lincoln's plain but extremely oppressive eyes, Stillwell couldn't help but lower her head. She sorted out the scraps of paper in front of her in a panic, and then walked out quickly.

go.

Lincoln's tone and eyes were so calm from beginning to end, as if he was looking at him from above without emotion.

The terrifying pressure this brought to Stillwell was even greater than when facing the people of the motherland.

Other than obediently doing what Lincoln said, she had no other thoughts in her mind.

CEO's office.

After hearing Stillwell's report, Edgar looked uncertain. He was silent for a long time before speaking: "I understand. You should go ahead and notify the Super Seven to have a meeting."

"That......"

"Don't report this kind of thing to me in advance from now on." Edgar took a breath, knowing it was time to make a choice.

Stillwell felt a chill in her heart when she heard Edgar's reply. She knew that Edgar and the company he represented backed down when facing Lincoln. This was a crucial signal.

This means a change of power and the rise of a terrifying superhuman with absolute status.

...

Block, according to the task report given by Watt Company, Locomotive successfully solved a hostage-taking incident. Before he could replenish the energy he had consumed from nutrients, the phone on his body rang.

"What? Go back immediately?" Locomotive looked at the form he took out from his pocket and frowned: "But according to the plan, I still need to conduct an activity to increase my support rate..."

"There is no need to proceed." Locomotive's assistant put his finger between his eyebrows: "This is an instruction personally given by Ms. Stillwell. I heard that it may be related to the new members of the Super Seven."

"New member?" The locomotive was a little surprised: "Isn't the lamplighter not retired yet?"

"That's why I feel a little strange." The black assistant urged: "Anyway, you'd better come back soon, it won't do you much harm."

"Okay, I get it." The locomotive frowned. As usual, he showed a professional smile and posture to the crowd applauding him on the roadside, and disappeared with a sonic boom in an instant.

Not just the locomotive, but all members of the Super Seven, whether they were on the field or on standby in the Watt Building, received the news of the assembly.

They all had different attitudes towards this order, but fortunately, no one decided to go against the order issued in the name of Vought Corporation.

Before the scheduled time, they walked into the office one after another.

The first person to appear was not a native of the motherland, but an invisible man wearing clothes.

Looking at Lincoln sitting in the main seat with a calm expression, feeling the pain from the hard-to-heal burn on his chest, the invisible man struggled to squeeze out a frightened smile on his face. He didn't even dare to become invisible and sat timidly.

At the farthest point from Lincoln.

Facing Lincoln, who was ready to kill him when they first met, the invisible man harbored the highest fear and fear in his heart.

The silent atmosphere in the room made the invisible man feel something was wrong all over, but fortunately, this atmosphere did not last long before it was broken.

The office door reopened, and Shen Hai, who had no tasks, walked in.

At first glance, he saw Lincoln sitting in the seat originally reserved for the people of the motherland, and then he noticed the invisible man who did not remain invisible.

Looking at Lincoln, and then at the invisible man who showed a hint of fear, Deep Sea's eyes were full of surprise: "Who are you? A new staff member?"

Shen Hai's words were so startling that the invisible man choked on his saliva, and a series of coughs resounded in the room.

Looking at the hunched-back invisible man, Shenhai immediately realized something was wrong. He pursed his lips, wisely chose not to speak, and sat down where he belonged.

The third silent black man who arrived sat silently in his seat like a cold robot, his eyes turning on Lincoln as if nothing.

Compared with the others, the fourth Queen Maeve who came in was a bit bolder. She looked at Lincoln and reminded her loudly: "You are sitting in the wrong seat. If the people of the motherland see it, he will be very unhappy."

happy."

"Really, isn't that great?" Lincoln glanced at Queen Maeve: "Or are you going to talk to me on his behalf first?"

"I'm just reminding you." Lincoln ignored him. Queen Maeve shrugged and sat down in her seat: "I have seen people who tried to challenge him before, but most of them ended up not doing anything.

Very good, I hope you are ready."

As soon as Queen Maeve finished speaking, a sonic boom sounded in the room, the blue phantom stopped, and the locomotive carrying a satchel looked at everyone in surprise: "Aren't you all out on duty?"

Before anyone could return, he looked Lincoln up and down with a hint of surprise: "Are you new here? It seems that the company has finally decided to focus on ethnic minorities to gain support. That's great."

As a superhero with his own label, Locomotive has always hoped that the company would strengthen its ties with the black group, but has been unable to do so.

Lincoln's appearance gave him some wrong information and expectations, so much so that he became the only superhero in the entire office who looked at Lincoln with a hint of joy.

But soon, the locomotive discovered something was wrong: "Wait a minute! Why are you sitting in the seat of a native of the motherland? Are you crazy? He will kill you! I don't want another minority to appear once in a while

The superhero was killed just like that."

Lincoln looked up at the locomotive and pointed to the empty seat: "If you don't need a chair, I can ask someone to take it for you, so you don't have to sit in it anymore."

The expression on Locomotive's face froze. He looked at Asheli, who was in charge of the Super Seven's public relations affairs, standing in the corner of the room, and got a vague hint.

Suddenly, he felt that the world had changed, and it seemed that the previous order was different.

He silently walked back to his seat and sat down, waiting quietly with everyone else for the last person to be brought.

The second hand kept turning until the moment before the mark, the door reopened, and then, the motherland wearing a red cloak appeared in everyone's eyes.

Completely different from the image that appeared in front of the public, the people of the motherland at this time looked so gloomy that they seemed to want to kill someone.

After he stepped through the door, he never took a step forward, but said in a cold tone: "Before I take action, you have three minutes to get out of here."

"And you!" The people of the motherland stared directly at Lincoln: "You are not among them!"

Without any hesitation, Xuan Zi stood up and walked out, followed closely by Queen Maeve of the Deep Sea and others. Until finally, the cowering invisible figure and Asheli disappeared completely from the slowly closing door.

after.

The originally lively room fell silent in an instant, leaving only the motherland man standing at the door with a serious look on his face, and Lincoln still sitting leisurely and contentedly on his chair.

"I don't care what bullshit treaty you made with anyone, now, get down from my seat, get out of the Vought Group, and never appear in front of me again."

"That's it?" Lincoln played with the pen on the table and chuckled: "I thought you were going to kill me directly? Then maybe I would look up to you."

Hearing this, the faces of the people of the motherland became more and more gloomy, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent: "You are looking for death!"

"Really?" Lincoln put down the pen in his hand and stood up holding the chair: "It seems that you really want this chair. Why don't you let me see how much you want this chair."

The motherland man said no more, a crimson light appeared in his pupils for an instant, and the next moment it flew towards Lincoln like lightning.

Hey!

The heat vision, which was enough to cut through steel, hit Lincoln without any hindrance. The red light collided and turned into clusters of scattered brilliance surrounding Lincoln.

"Is that all?" Lincoln looked down at the heat vision hitting the biological force field on his chest, with a sarcastic smile on his face: "I thought you should be stronger?"

"How is it possible?! I am the strongest! The strongest!" Looking at Lincoln, who showed no sign of pain or even a trace of injury under the heat vision, the ferocious laughter of the people of the motherland froze.

A trace of disbelief flashed across his face, and the next moment, the expression on his face became ferocious and distorted.

More dazzling and scorching heat vision surged out, almost like a real wave.

The shock wave generated by the collision between the heat vision and the biological force field spreads out like ripples in the room, and a random point is enough to tear apart everything in contact.

The heat vision of the people of the motherland is so powerful that all other superhumans can't resist it. In front of Lincoln, Lincoln is like a child's toy.

The temperature that spread out rose to the point where it could no longer make Lincoln feel hot, so it was all resisted. Withstanding the attacks from the motherland, Lincoln stepped forward step by step firmly.

The crazy energy was constantly surrounding Lincoln, turning into a red energy vortex that kept spinning. Looking at Lincoln who was almost standing in front of him, the motherland roared and punched hard: "Impossible!

"

boom!

There was a muffled sound, and the red light in his eyes went out. Looking at the fist caught by Lincoln, the body of the motherland began to tremble.

He frantically squeezed the energy from his body and tried to push his fist out, but in front of Lincoln, he couldn't even move his fist forward even one atom further.

"Impossible! Impossible!" The people of the motherland were panting like cattle, with an angry and ferocious look on their faces: "I am the strongest! I am the strongest! I am a citizen of the motherland! Go to hell!"

He roared crazily and threw out another punch that was enough to tear the air!

boom!

The most powerful heat vision could not break through the defense, and the strength and speed that they were proud of were completely crushed. Extreme anger and shame almost occupied the entire brains of the people of the motherland.

He couldn't accept the fact that he was no longer the strongest superhuman. He roared crazily and tried to break away from Lincoln's hand, but as the incredibly huge biological force field slowly pressed down, his body gradually became rickety.

Grasping the fist of the motherland with both hands, layers of biological force fields were exerted by Lincoln, and the force like a mountain pressed down on the motherland layer by layer.

Little by little, his knees gradually began to bend.

Even though every cell in his body exerted its ultimate strength, even though his body and will were trembling unyieldingly, the people of the motherland had no power to resist in the face of absolute power.

Lincoln deliberately slowed down all his movements, allowing the body of the motherland to lower little by little, until he finally knelt heavily on the ground, and then a red light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Hey!

In the disbelieving eyes of the people of the motherland, the heat vision in Lincoln's eyes instantly tore his uniform and body apart.

A bloody wound was cut on his chest. Lincoln stretched out his hands to grab his ribs and force them open, revealing his beating heart: "So your heart looks like this..."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the bright red heart of the motherland. With just a slight exertion of his fingers, the body of the motherland suddenly started to tremble.

The high-pressure pumping blood surged through the blood vessels. The faces of the motherland turned red and veins popped out: "No, don't!"

"What don't you want? Touch your heart?" Lincoln chuckled, grabbing the heart of the motherland and gently picking it.

An orange-yellow halo cut around the heart and blood vessels. In the horrified eyes of the motherland, Lincoln took out his heart.

The empty feeling in the chest made the people of the motherland feel dazed for a while, but after the daze, looking at Lincoln's heart still beating outside the body and himself not bleeding heavily, the people of the motherland were dumbfounded: "What, what is this?"

"It's just a little trick." Lincoln smiled slightly and then took out a box and put the heart of the motherland into it: "I will help you keep your heart, so you don't have to worry about something like this happening again in the future."

The biological force field bound the motherland to kneel on the ground unable to move, but still stared closely at the box in Lincoln's hand: "Give me my heart back!"

"I will return it to you, but not now." Lincoln said, putting away the box with his backhand, and then waved his hand to unlock the biological force field on the motherland: "Now, let me see what you can do without your heart.

How much courage do you have?"

"You!" The flesh and blood are healing rapidly, and the motherland can't even prevent his body from recovering independently. The closed muscles and skin are doomed to be a careless person in the future: "How can you give me my heart back?"

?!"

"Just be obedient." Lincoln pointed to the empty seat: "For example, now, sit where you should sit."

The motherland looked at Lincoln, with anger building up in his heart, but in the end, he gave in under Lincoln's playful eyes and gave up the position that had always belonged to him. He sat on another chair, another one he had never sat on.

on the chair.

No one knew what happened in the office on the 99th floor, but when the door of the office reopened and everyone walked through the mess, they saw the motherland sitting in the seat that did not belong to him, everyone realized that,

That era that belongs to the people of the motherland has passed.

They looked at Lincoln with shock in their eyes.

The strength of the motherland has penetrated deeply into their hearts, and just the direct look in their eyes is enough to make them fearful.

But now, such a person who they thought was almost invincible had lost.

Yes, lost!

Everyone believes that only a complete defeat can put the motherland in a position that does not belong to him.

They were originally just afraid of a native of the motherland, but now, the figure sitting on the main seat will be even more dangerous and terrifying.

Queen Maeve and the others didn't know who Lincoln was, but looking at Lincoln sitting on the main seat, the invisible man almost peeed in fear.

The foot that stepped on his head kept flashing back in his mind, and the invisible man's body trembled slightly. He was just a little bit close, and he was about to die at the feet of this person who was more terrifying than the people of his motherland.

And it's just because of a little thing like not wearing clothes! A little thing that even the people of the motherland have never cared about!

The Invisible Man, who was in awe from the bottom of his heart, almost desperately wanted to escape, but was unable to take a step forward. He could only sit down obediently and listen to the tool man Asheli's announcement about Lincoln with everyone else.

For example, the arrangement of the position of captain above everyone else in the Super Seven...

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