"Then, Ms. Firecracker, what are your thoughts on your superpower?"
Gwenpool switched to a smaller question, preparing to pave the way for later ones.
However, the other party's answer made Gwen even more curious.
"Superpower, huh..."
Firecracker's smile remained unchanged. "Although my superpower isn't as powerful as Homelander's, nor as fast as A-Train's, and I don't have the ability to turn invisible anytime, anywhere like Translucent, it can even be said to be quite ordinary."
She snapped her fingers, and small sparks appeared at her fingertips. This was her only ability, besides the standard Super Strength and Super Durability that all Superhumans possessed.
True to her name, she could only make small sparks, like a Firecracker. It looked useless, and in reality, it was indeed useless.
"But... even if it's ordinary, it's still a gift from God. I am God's favored child, chosen by God to uphold world peace and justice, and to reveal the true side of the world as a righteous messenger."
Firecracker did not forget to brand herself as righteous during the interview. She knew well how to create a buzz and attract public attention.
As long as she could advance her popularity, not just in Florida, but across the entire nation, she would have the chance to pass through layers of selection and, relying on strong support, forcefully join The Seven.
Gwenpool paused her writing.
God's favored child? Wasn't it compound V?
She glanced at Aaron, her eyes bewildered, as if wondering why what he said was different from what Firecracker said.
She naturally didn't think Aaron was deceiving her, so there was only one reason: Firecracker was lying.
She concealed compound V and attributed it to God's favor and grace.
Wait a minute!
Were all the Superheroes in this world doing this?
They were deceiving the world!
Gwenpool then recalled Aaron's several hints, and a light bulb went off in her head.
Could it be... that this world was deeper than she had imagined?Firecracker paid no attention to Gwenpool, who had suddenly fallen silent. Looking at the resort hotel they were about to reach, her heart was filled with excitement.
She would find an opportunity to send Gwenpool away later, and then she could properly enjoy Aaron.
Sorry, Homelander. I admire you greatly, but... this monster is the best.
Firecracker's idol was Homelander, but after meeting Aaron, she suddenly realized that she wasn't as admiring or in love with Homelander as she thought.
Today, she would give herself to Aaron, no longer saving herself for Homelander.
Aaron noticed Gwenpool's confusion. He thought for a moment, then chuckled. "Firecracker, do you want to join The Seven?"
Firecracker instinctively replied, "Of course."
But very quickly, she felt this answer was too purposeful and didn't quite fit her persona, so she immediately tried to amend it, "You know, The Seven are the seven most powerful Superhumans. They are so righteous and powerful. No one wouldn't want to be like them, fighting for justice."
"Although my powers are quite ordinary and far from theirs, I, like millions of others, am willing to contribute to this world."
"Speaking of which, you could actually try applying for The Seven. With your looks, even if you just stood on media and blinked and smiled, with your pure, sincere eyes and smile, you would definitely get countless women's votes and easily get selected."
At this point, Firecracker suddenly slammed on the brakes, looking at Aaron's unreasonably handsome face in the rearview mirror, and a thought suddenly crossed her mind.
It seemed... she wasn't without a chance to join The Seven.
This world was sometimes that cruel.
Some people studied hard for years, finally got into a prestigious university, and then had to fight their way through countless others like a single-plank bridge, and might even fail.
But some people, despite having no education and even bad habits, only needed to smile, blink, and fabricate a "kind lie" to easily succeed and gain both fame and fortune.
Aaron now possessed this condition. She wasn't sure if Aaron was a Superhuman, but she was certain that he could easily win over half of the national votes. Even running for president would probably not be a problem.
Just that face alone guaranteed at least fifty percent of the votes.
After all, besides nearly half being women, there was also a portion of men who appreciated that look.
Who could refuse his innocent smile?
Of course, it was absolutely not lechery. It was appreciation, it was pure and sincere.
Firecracker felt that with Aaron's conditions, combined with her management, they could easily boost both Aaron's and her own support ratings. They wouldn't even need to wait for two members of The Seven to voluntarily leave, they could forcefully kick out the two with the lowest support and replace them.
The more Firecracker thought about it, the more possible it seemed.
The more she thought, the more sensitive her body became.
The thought of both achieving her long-held wish through Aaron and enjoying Aaron alone—oh my god, Lady Luck was smiling at her.
I want some milk!
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Inside the presidential suite of the beach resort hotel.
Firecracker operated her phone for a bit, then suddenly felt that familiar, maddening aura behind her drawing closer.
She turned around, her eyes hazy. "My dear, are you really not the same kind of person as me?"
Aaron's eyes were deep. "If you're talking about compound V, then I'm really not. I haven't been injected with that stuff."
Firecracker's expression changed slightly. Aaron actually knew about compound V?
Then Gwenpool...
Did Gwenpool not know?
Looking at Aaron's overly captivating appearance, Firecracker instinctively didn't delve deeper, her voice tinged with a hint of madness.
"My God, your looks are natural? So you are God's most perfect masterpiece, God's favored child."
Firecracker thought for a moment, then seriously asked, "What do you think of what I just said?"
"The Seven?" Aaron raised an eyebrow.
Firecracker nodded, glanced in Gwenpool's direction, and lowered her voice. "Believe me, if we work together, we can easily break into The Seven."
"I have a large base of supporters and my own channels for speaking out, and you have a shocking appearance that drives women crazy. If we combine our strengths, even running for president wouldn't be a problem."
As she spoke, Firecracker opened her laptop and pulled up information about The Seven.
"You see, The Seven currently consists of the most powerful and popular Homelander, the female rights representative Queen Maeve, A-Train, the environmental and ocean protector The Deep, the Translucent who can turn invisible at will, Black Noir who always hides and doesn't speak, and the Lamplighter."
"Among them, Homelander is undoubtedly the NO. 1. His position is unshakable, and his strength is the greatest. Queen Maeve is the female rights representative, ranking second in popularity."
"After that, The Deep, A-Train, Translucent, Black Noir, and the Lamplighter… their popularity isn't too different. We can easily replace the Lamplighter and Translucent."
At this point, Firecracker looked at Aaron's expression and said excitedly, "Maybe you don't know, but they are not just Superheroes who uphold justice. They are also huge superstars, global celebrities. Even the least popular members frequently get movie roles, sell merchandise, release albums, appear on variety shows, and have endless commercial endorsements. Their codenames alone are IPs worth billions."
"In short, as long as we can join The Seven, we'll be living in mansions, driving luxury cars, and counting money until our hands cramp."
Aaron merely glanced at her, showing no sign of being swayed, and then said, "I don't think the current political correctness in America has anything to do with me."
Firecracker was startled by this, then placed her hand on Aaron's chest. "My dear, don't underestimate your charm. Believe me, with just this face, you can do whatever you want."
"You are political correctness itself."
"Even your bathwater could drive those bitches crazy."
Firecracker took a deep breath. "Even if you don't have superpowers, it doesn't matter. Your looks are your greatest superpower."
Aaron chuckled. "You're right, but the reality is, if we actually did that, you and I would be dead in our own homes the next day."
"Impossible!"
Firecracker said seriously, "No one would dare to cause trouble for you, and I will protect you."
"Really?"
Aaron pointed a finger. "Even him, can you stop him?"
Firecracker was a bit confused and followed his finger, only to see Homelander, who had a kind smile on his face, like a sunny young man.
"He's a true hero. Why would he kill us?"
Firecracker naturally didn't have the courage to say she could stop Homelander. At least in the current world, no one was a match for Homelander, not even if the other six members of The Seven were tied together.
Aaron felt like laughing at her words. At this moment, the laptop seemed to have a mind of its own, and the screen changed to an unfamiliar video.
Homelander was in it, seemingly on a hostage rescue mission.
This was Homelander's routine, he saved many people and killed many criminals and terrorists. His efficiency was astonishing.
Firecracker watched Homelander walk within a short distance of the criminals, enduring a dozen automatic rifle fire, then lasers flashed from his eyes, easily beheading and tearing apart these criminals.
Homelander approached the hostage and smiled, telling him he was rescued.
However, the hostage asked, "Why wasn't Queen Maeve here to save me?"
Then, Homelander's smile froze. With a flick of his head, he shot through the hostage's chest, then placed an automatic rifle on him, faking a mistaken killing.
Firecracker watched in silence.
She remembered this hostage rescue incident because she had followed up on Homelander's interview afterward.
Everyone thought it was because the hostage picked up a gun and was accidentally killed by an unaware Homelander, but she never expected that he was shot dead just for saying the wrong thing.
Then the screen changed again.
This time, it was two of Homelander's fans. They were happily taking photos with Homelander, when one of them quietly mumbled, "I actually look better on camera than Homelander."
Then, Homelander turned and bludgeoned both of them to death, the one who spoke having his entire head smashed in.
Firecracker was truly stunned.
She actually knew that The Seven had a lot of dirty secrets, but she never expected Homelander to be so brutal.
One second he was smiling and chatting, the next he was giving you a double ear clap, smashing your head in on the spot. This made Firecracker feel uncomfortable.
Looking at Homelander's signature smile in the photos, she felt a chill run down her spine for some reason. She was a bit worried that if she said the wrong thing while talking to Homelander, he would just crush her to death.
Even among Superheroes, the gap between them could sometimes be greater than between a human and a dog. At least, Homelander could crush her as easily as an ant.
Firecracker said with a hint of hope, "As long as our approval rating is high enough, and we have enough supporters, even Homelander… surely wouldn't dare to act recklessly, right?"
"He's a Superhero. He needs to maintain his image as a righteous person, and Queen Maeve would absolutely not agree to him harming us."
"And then?"
Aaron's tone was as cold as ever. "How much say do you think Queen Maeve has in front of Homelander?"
"If you observe carefully enough, you should know that while The Seven are nominally equal, in reality, it's Homelander's absolute dictatorship."
"Even if you become a member, you must completely obey Homelander, and you must never threaten his position or steal his thunder. Otherwise, he would absolutely not mind getting rid of one or two members."
"No way, Homelander is that kind of person?"
At this moment, Gwenpool approached from the side. "If I'm not mistaken, Homelander should be a combination of Superman and Captain America, right? They are both absolutely righteous people. Why is Homelander so brutal? What's the big deal?"
Aaron waved his hand, looking as if he had seen it all.
The laptop screen changed once more.
It was still Homelander, but this time, he was like a giant baby, lying in the arms of an old woman with a bare upper body, peacefully drinking natural milk.
Gwenpool and Firecracker watched, dumbfounded. They never expected that the formidable Homelander would have such a side.
He actually liked to drink human milk!
And when Homelander saw the old woman feeding another baby, he even showed signs of jealousy. His eyes turned red at the sight of the milk, and his covetousness was visible even through the screen.
Then the screen changed again.
This time, it was The Deep.
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