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141. Chapter 141: I Want to Know What Your Superpowers Are?

As soon as this news was released, it instantly exploded across the entire internet. Fans of superheroes were so excited they wanted to parade in the streets. In an instant, sales of merchandise related to Supes, such as headbands, clothes, banners, and other items, surged. Countless orders, like snowflakes, flew towards the distant East.

"Our first stop is Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. According to online data, Homelander has the largest number of fans in Philadelphia, followed by Stormfront. This is the first stop of the Vought fan meeting, so I hope none of you mess up. This is very important for promoting your popularity." Xia Shang stood before the meeting table, addressing all members of The Seven.

"I have a question." Stormfront casually raised her right hand. She leaned back in her chair, clearly not taking Xia Shang seriously.

"Speak."

"Why hold twelve offline fan meetings in one go? Don't you know this is wasting my time? Have you ever heard the saying, 'Saving time is extending life'? In my opinion, it's better to do a livestream online. Not only does it reach a wider audience, but it also saves everyone's time."

In Stormfront's view, offline fan meetings were completely outdated, a promotional means from the last century that they were still using now.

Xia Shang looked at her with a calm expression.

"First, you are not qualified to object to Vought's activity decisions. Second, the reason a fan meeting is called a fan meeting is because the emphasis is on meeting. Only through close, in-person contact can the public get to know you better. Your commercial value is determined by your approval rating. The higher your approval rating, the more dividend you will receive at the end of the year.

Perhaps some of you don't care about this, but I want to tell you, whoever creates less value, Vought will reduce the intensity of their promotion for her and put the extra funds onto others. Although it's cruel, this is the reality. The Seven also need competition; no one is an exception."

Then Xia Shang turned to Ashley Barrett and said, "You arrange their schedule and speech transcripts. Don't mess this up."

"Okay, Mr. Jervis." Ashley Barrett nodded like a pecking chick.

Inside Vought International, the person she feared most was Stan Edgar, then Xia Shang, and only third was Homelander.

The screen image shifts to Billy's side.

Inside the Candy House, Frenchie, wearing a mask, mixed high-performance explosive devices like TNT and White Phosphorus. The main component was Polyisobutylene. It could be said that C4 is absolutely one of the most stable types of explosives, usually only detonated by a detonator. It is precisely because of its stability and portability that it has become the favorite explosive for Terrorists.

"You've really got a complete set of instruments here." Frenchie couldn't help but exclaim, looking at the dazzling array of chemical instruments before him. He could say that he had never fought such a wealthy battle in his life.

"Take a break, young man, have some cookies." Judy walked in, carrying a plate of cookies. To be honest, Judy looked like a kind and amiable old lady on the surface, completely ordinary.

Who would have thought that this seemingly ordinary old lady was actually a major drug lord hidden underground for decades?

One can only say that you can't measure the sea with a bushel, nor judge a person by their appearance.

"Thank you, you're too kind." In front of Judy, Frenchie couldn't help but lower himself.

"Hurry up, when you finish this batch, there's another one." Billy, who was packaging the C4 nearby, urged him. He poured the white powdery C4 into a square plastic mold, then inserted a small section of detonator and a detonator initiator inside.

After doing this, Billy wrapped it with tape.

Finally, he stacked the finished explosives in the corner. Looking at the pile of explosives in the corner, Hughie's eyelids twitched. If this stuff exploded, his skull would probably fly several miles away. No, it would be a miracle if he even had a complete bone left. Suddenly, the screen of the mobile phone Billy had placed on the table lit up.

He glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and it was a text message from Mr. Jervis.

"Let's go, time to pick someone up."

Billy took off his gas mask and walked outside with his mobile phone.

Hughie and the others quickly followed suit.

Soon, Billy and the others met the two helpers sent by Homelander at a Private Dock. Both men were tall, with their exposed skin covered in tattoos, and their gaze was fierce. They didn't look like easy targets.

"Did you sneak in?" Billy narrowed his eyes, waiting for their answer.

"That's none of your business."

The leader was a black strongman, who spoke in broken English.

"Homelander must have already told you the details of the mission. For the successful implementation of the upcoming plan, I want to know what your superpowers are?" While speaking, Billy subtly shook his head at Kimiko.

Seeing these guys, he finally understood who the mastermind behind creating Super Terrorists Overseas was.

But Billy wasn't surprised. Anyway, in his opinion, the culprit was definitely Vought International. Whether it was Homelander or Vought President Stan Edgar didn't matter.

The black strongman repeated what Billy had just said to his accomplice in a language only ethnic minorities could understand.

"Alright, his name is Iva Savant, his superpower is acid skin. Iva Savant, give them a demonstration."

After receiving the command, Iva Savant extended his right hand towards the crowd. A pale yellow liquid secreted from his palm. After a few seconds, the liquid dripped onto the ground. The moment the ground's sand and gravel came into contact with the liquid, white smoke immediately rose. Once the liquid was completely consumed, a small pit appeared on the ground.

This showed that the pale yellow liquid possessed extremely strong corrosiveness.

"If anyone gets hugged by Iva Savant, they'll turn into a skeleton in less than a minute." The black strongman had personally witnessed Iva Savant completely melt a person.

"What about you?" Billy looked at the black strongman.

The black strongman grinned, revealing two rows of neat, snow-white teeth. Soon, a pile of sand and gravel gathered at his feet. The sand and gravel seemed to have life, crawling up the black man's legs. In just a few breaths, it covered the black man's entire body. At this moment, the black strongman looked like a stone sculpture carved from rock.

"Holy... crap." Hughie, in a state of shock, subconsciously opened his mouth and said.

(End of Chapter)