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The camera zooms in.
People all over the World clearly saw the village flying in the sky.
They saw the ruins of collapsed houses and the disheveled villagers.
The camera cut down, giving Homelander a close-up.
Only then did everyone realize in shock.
"It's Homelander! My God, what is he doing?! He's flying while holding up a mountain?!"
"He's not moving a mountain, he's saving people!"
"Did an earthquake happen in that village? He took the whole piece of land and the village with him?!"
"As expected of Homelander, this way of saving people is simple and brute-force!"
"Who are those people? They don't look like ordinary people, and some are dressed very strangely."
"Who cares who they are! As long as they're human, Homelander will save them! This is our God Among Men!"
Countless people in front of their screens clapped and cheered for Homelander.
...
Soon,
Carrying the village, Homelander arrived at a vast wasteland in the outskirts of New York State.
He lowered his altitude, slowly controlling the speed of descent.
"Boom—"
Accompanied by a dull thud, the entire ground shook violently.
The massive rock slab landed steadily on the wasteland, kicking up dust like a white wave that spread in all directions.
"Dear passengers, this flight has arrived safely," Homelander's voice rang out again. "Welcome to America."
Only then did the villagers dare to let go. They stood up tremblingly, looking at the unfamiliar scenery of the American plains, still feeling a sense of unreality.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—"
Before the villagers could fully regain their senses, the dense roar of engines came from the sky.
Over a dozen Vought rescue transport planes flew in from the horizon, landing one by one on the open space outside the village.
The hatch doors opened.
Leading the way were figures dressed in stylish uniforms of various colors and designs.
Closely following them were a large number of Vought medical personnel pushing stretchers and emergency equipment.
Pietro turned into a silver lightning bolt, weaving through the ruins of the collapsed wooden houses.
He kicked away a huge beam pressing down on a wooden house and pulled out two shivering children from underneath.
"Don't be afraid, little ones, The Flash is here to save you!" Quicksilver gave a sunny smile.
Jessica gripped a collapsed stone wall with both hands and flipped it over effortlessly.
A villager whose lower leg was pinned was dragged out.
Medical staff immediately stepped forward and skillfully bandaged him.
About seven or eight hundred people lived in the Inhumans' village.
But not everyone had superpowers.
Under the strict management of the village's Council of Elders, the awakening transformation of the terrigen crystals was regarded as an extremely sacred ritual.
Only those who were strictly selected were eligible to touch the crystal for the transformation ceremony.
But now, what were they seeing?
People flying in the sky, running on the ground, moving rocks, playing with water, and using telekinesis.
There were superpowered individuals in flashy outfits everywhere!
These people were using their abilities without reservation under the sun, sweating and doing their best to save others.
"The outside... does everyone outside have this kind of power?" a white-haired villager asked, watching a young man shoot lasers from his fingers to cut through a boulder, his face full of disbelief.
They had lived in seclusion deep in the mountains to escape persecution by humans.
But now it seemed that the outside World's tolerance for superpowers far exceeded their imagination.
"Brother, grab my hand, I'll pull you out right away!" a Vought medical staff member gave a brilliant smile to a villager in a gap.
"Ma'am, are you injured? Don't be afraid, we have plenty of medical equipment." Another female Nurse gently helped up an elderly woman who had fallen.
The rescue enthusiasm and friendliness shown by these people were like a spring breeze, gradually melting the cold line of defense in the villagers' hearts.
Those Inhuman warriors who were originally Jiaying's followers were now watching this scene with complex expressions.
"What are you still standing there for?" an Inhuman warrior who could replicate herself suddenly spoke up. "Help save people!"
She activated her superpower, and her body quickly split into several identical versions of herself.
But they didn't attack anyone; instead, they joined the Vought rescue workers and began saving the trapped villagers.
Led by her, more and more Inhuman warriors let down their guard and hostility, actively cooperating with Vought's medical staff and joining the rescue operation.
Not only that.
Many ordinary residents from the small towns near the landing site, after watching the live news broadcast, also drove their pickup trucks over spontaneously.
Although they didn't have superpowers, they spontaneously set up temporary logistics supply stations.
"Clean drinking water and blankets here!" a fat Asian uncle shouted, standing on the back of his pickup truck.
Several Inhuman villagers walked over and somewhat awkwardly accepted the water and blankets.
"Take it, buddy. To survive a great disaster is to have good fortune later." The fat uncle clapped the villager's shoulder heartily.
When Vought's heroes carried the rescued villagers past the supply stations spontaneously set up by the public,
these people were not stingy with their enthusiastic cheers and applause.
"Great job, heroes!"
"Thank you for protecting everyone!"
And those superheroes would stop their steps, politely saluting the crowd or waving, with proud smiles on their faces.
And the rescued villagers quietly watched this scene.
No discrimination, no fear, no war.
These ordinary humans and those heroes with various superpowers coexisted so harmoniously, respected each other, and even fought side by side.
At this moment, some of the beliefs deep in their hearts were shaken.
"So... the World outside," a village Elder said with a bit of confusion and a hint of relief in his eyes, "has long since ceased to be what we knew."
"Jiaying... she might have been wrong."
Humans not only accepted those with special abilities but even regarded them as a source of pride.
The hatred and fear that Jiaying had been instilling in them all this time might really have been just her own wishful paranoia.
"Beep, beep, beep, beep—"
Just as the rescue work was proceeding in an orderly manner, several news helicopters bearing the logos of major media outlets finally arrived at the scene.
As soon as the helicopters came to a halt, a large number of reporters, like sharks smelling blood, rushed down carrying their cameras and equipment.
The reporters' eyes were frantically searching for that figure.
On an open space at the edge of the village.
Coulson was whispering a report to Homelander about what had happened in the village, including Jiaying's paranoia, the threat of the crystal, and Calvin's final act of mutual destruction.
"You did your best, Coulson," Homelander nodded. "At least, you let Skye see the truth."
"Mr. Homelander! Mr. Homelander!"
The reporters finally spotted their target and swarmed around.
Countless microphones were thrust forward desperately, and flashes lit up the area.
"Mr. Homelander! Mr. Homelander! What was going on with that mountain just now?!"
"May we ask who exactly are the people in this village you saved?!"
"Who are these residents? Are they refugees?!"
"Mr. Homelander! How did you know a disaster was occurring there?!"