Chapter 9

【Navigator: Alvin】

【Race: Human】

【Occupation: Scavenger】

【Anchor world: None】

【Remaining energy: 0.1 units】

【Remaining source power: 0 units】

【Anchor world: None】

【Stay duration: seven days】

Waking up, looking at the Navigator's panel, Alvin rubbed his brow: "Time passes so fast, in the blink of an eye it's the third day."

He had basically given up hope on replenishing energy for the Navigator System.

He had asked about electrical energy, whether it could be used to replenish energy, but the reply he got was no; the specific reason was very complicated, probably because the energy level was too low.

Unless it was the power supply level of the entire United States, otherwise, to the Navigator System, it was just a drop in the bucket.

Nuclear energy met the requirements, but the problem was, it needed at least 'controllable nuclear fusion' level energy, and the world of The Boys obviously hadn't broken through the technical bottleneck yet.

In summary, the time left for Alvin was only a short seven days!

"Next, it's Homelander."

Alvin took a deep breath, because this decision was very dangerous.

Homelander, the most dangerous character in the whole show, had the template of DC's Superman.

Although he was weakened in all aspects, he was definitely not someone an ordinary person could touch; a slight carelessness could send him away with a heat vision.

Furthermore, Homelander definitely belonged to the type of person with a twisted and perverted personality.

This character was like the opposite of DC's Superman, a 'Superman' who hadn't been adopted by the Kents but grew up in a twisted environment.

Of course, Alvin wasn't a reckless man; he wouldn't do things that were suicidal.

Although Homelander appeared perverted and extreme in all aspects, he was actually more like a person who was extremely fragile inside because he lacked love and wanted to be noticed.

This was thanks to the seeds planted by Vought during his childhood in order to control Homelander.

They implanted psychological defects: the need to be loved, Oedipus complex, desire for recognition, attention, etc.

There was a very ridiculous scene in the show where Homelander was invulnerable and could fly at supersonic speeds, with heat vision that was invincible, but he was anxious because his support rate had dropped by 9.5%.

He kept shouting 'I am a god' and then took advantage of the night to stand on a high building and masturbate to the moon.

At least, in Alvin's view, the early Homelander was far from being that crazy and was still in a controllable state.

As long as he could grasp the scale, even Homelander... could be 'traded' with.

"Hope everything goes well with Butcher."

After simply washing up, Alvin left the hotel.

Next, he needed to make some preparations; the danger level of facing Homelander directly was too high, and he wouldn't consider this problem until the temporary Compound V arrived.

He used a public phone on the side of the road to call Butcher: "I need Hughie to help me simulate Translucent's chip signal; can you do it?"

"What are you planning to do?"

Butcher's voice was clearly a bit nervous.

"Nothing, just inviting a friend."

Alvin's tone was very light, as if he were chatting about daily life.

But in Butcher's ears, it intensified his unease: "Listen, don't mess around; if you're discovered by Homelander, we'll all have to be buried with you!"

"Rest assured, Mr. Butcher." Alvin looked up at the Vought building towering into the clouds opposite and smiled: "I won't joke with my own life."

The conference room on the top floor of Vought International was like an ancient Greek building, perfectly blending modern and classical styles.

In the large circular hall, the most conspicuous was the triangular conference table, and the seven chairs beside it were for The Seven, who were household names and the most popular!

Queen Maeve, Black Noir, The Deep, and A-Train arrived at the conference hall early, preparing for the daily routine meeting.

Before long, Homelander came, stepped into the conference hall with big strides, scanned it habitually, and frowned: "Where's Translucent?"

"Probably played too late last night?" A-Train shrugged, saying indifferently.

Homelander's face was gloomy and a bit unhappy. He sat in his exclusive seat and was just about to open his mouth to teach them a lesson when he saw Ashley, the head of the personnel department, run in with a pale face and panic: "No, no, something big happened!"

"Ashley, calm down."

Homelander maintained his majesty on the surface and said in a low voice: "What on earth happened?"

"Translucent, Translucent has been kidnapped!" Ashley swallowed, nervously handed over a USB flash drive: "Just now I received an express delivery, specifically designated to be handed to you. I thought it was a gift from a fan, but I didn't expect it to contain a video of Translucent being kidnapped!"

Translucent kidnapped?!

The members of The Seven present revealed different colors on their faces one after another.

Homelander didn't take the USB flash drive, but glanced at A-Train, who understood and went over to take the USB flash drive, then plugged it into the display device beside him.

After the snow noise flickered, the content soon appeared.

Under the dim light, it was a room that had been abandoned for a long time; the hygiene was dirty and messy, and the walls were covered with yellow stains.

However, in the center of the room was an iron cage welded from steel bars; it looked empty, but curses kept coming from inside.

"It's Translucent's voice!" A-Train said.

Immediately after, the content of the screen was interrupted, flickering with snow noise.

After a few seconds, just when they thought it was over, a pale mask suddenly appeared in the screen.

That mask, at first glance, made people extremely uncomfortable.

The cheekbones and bridge of the nose were highly prominent on the whole face, while the pupils and jaw were recessed; the proportions of the features were extremely uncoordinated.

The cheekbones of the mask were painted with eerie blood-red spirals, the lips were painted like fresh blood, and two blood-red eyes were dotted with black pupils, like a fierce ghost in a horror movie, staring straight at them through the video.

Even though they had seen many brutal criminals, that mask still made them feel physiological and psychological discomfort.

"Hello, John, I want to play a game with you."

"Many people live in the world without knowing why they were born, just habitually drifting with the tide."

"Some are born happy, loved by their parents, but never know how to be grateful, while others have to spend their whole lives making up for the regrets of their childhood."

"God gave you omnipotent power, the price of which was stripping you of everything."

"You crave being 'loved', but are willing to sink into a sweet nest woven by lies, deceiving yourself and others."

"So, I gave you two choices."

"The content of the game is very simple: find my location, and then rescue Translucent."

"I have planted a bomb in Translucent's body, and the time is 24 hours. If you fail... I will publish this video."

"By then, people will discover that the god they imagined to be omnipotent is actually just a pitiful, love-starved mortal with personality defects."

"And you, John... will fall from the mortal world from now on."

"This is the price of the game."

The video finally settled on the gloomy pupils of that mask, making people shudder.

"Jo... John, who is John?"

The Deep's brain hadn't turned around yet and asked blankly.

Then, he saw the pity-filled eyes cast by Queen Maeve, A-Train, and Black Noir.

Bang!

The next second, The Deep flew backward like a cannonball and slammed directly into the display.

Before falling into a coma from serious injury, The Deep's brain suddenly became clear: "Oh, so Homelander's name is John."

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly dropped to the freezing point.

Homelander radiated terrifying killing intent, his eyes gloomy and tyrannical, like a volcano about to erupt: "Find him, find him for me, I want to personally... slaughter this bastard!"