A new day.
Weather clear. Breeze gentle. Sunshine bright.
Alex drifted lazily toward the Department of Defense, enjoying the warm feeling of sunlight spreading across his body. At the same time, he was absorbing the solar radiation and storing it.
He wasn't in a hurry to reach the Department of Defense, so while hovering in midair he opened up his status panel to see what kind of changes he had gone through.
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— Name: John (Homelander)
— Life Level: Level 5 (Extraordinary)
— Status: Normal
— Talents: Heat Vision +2 (113/500), Deep Space Flight (14/200), First Cosmic Velocity (46/200), Bio-Force Field +2 (174/500), Divine Strength (74/200), Regeneration +2 (11/100), Insight +2 (17/100)
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It was easy to see that after going through the "Dawn of Justice" incident, the proficiency of every talent had risen significantly.
Among all of Alex's talents, aside from the last two, the rest had already undergone one qualitative transformation.
Heat Vision and Bio-Force Field had not only transformed but had already reached +2. Compared with the Manhattan incident, both of those abilities had leveled up once more during battle.
In addition, flight had transformed into "Deep Space Flight."
Super-speed movement had transformed into "First Cosmic Velocity."
Super strength had also transformed into "Divine Strength."
Alex reviewed the information on these three transformed abilities.
Deep Space Flight allowed Alex to leave Earth and move through outer space.
First Cosmic Velocity allowed Alex to travel at nearly eight kilometers per second, far surpassing the speed of sound.
As for Divine Strength, there was no need to say much about it. It could mobilize the power of every muscle in Alex's body, drawing strength from each cell and unleashing it. It allowed him to become like the mighty heroes of legend, capable of casually destroying an entire city with a single punch.
If he wished, he could even shatter continental plates, triggering massive disasters such as tsunamis and earthquakes.
"I've grown this much already, yet my life level still hasn't changed. Why is that?"
Alex's gaze fell onto the two talents: "Regeneration" and "Insight."
At present, only these two talents had not yet undergone qualitative transformation.
'If they transform, will that cause my life level to rise?'
With that question in mind, he soon saw the federal Department of Defense building ahead.
Whoosh!
Alex turned into a streak of afterimage and shot toward the building's main entrance.
At this moment, people were constantly coming and going outside the building. It was the time when officials of all ranks from the Department of Defense were arriving for work.
Of course, for the truly high-ranking officials, they could show up whenever they pleased. That was a special privilege brought by power, and no one would criticize them for it.
At this moment, near the entrance, a man was drinking coffee while glancing at his watch.
"It's already nine o'clock."
"Didn't he say he'd come today?"
"Homelander wouldn't stand me up, would he?"
On the man's chest was a work badge. It read: "National Contract Administration Bureau, Administrator McGee Jason."
Boom!
A sudden gust of violent wind erupted outside the entrance, making several women cry out in surprise. Fortunately, this was a government institution that required proper attire. So even the women mostly wore pants.
Otherwise, if they had been wearing lighter skirts, they would probably all be busy protecting their privacy right now.
McGee Jason's face was blown into rippling folds by the fierce wind. The coffee in his hand was blown right out as well, splashing onto the pair of leather shoes he had just bought.
The administrator immediately let out an annoyed cry. Then he looked over.
In the open space outside the entrance, people were stepping aside in all directions.
Among the crowd, a figure rose from a crouching position and slowly stood up.
Under the sunlight, his golden hair shone brilliantly. His blue eyes looked like a lake reflecting the sky. The corners of his lips curved upward, revealing a warm smile.
Homelander!
Government employees nearby let out small cries of excitement, and McGee hurried toward the figure wearing a black battle suit with a bright red cape.
"Homelander, can I take a photo with you?"
"Homelander, could you give me an autograph?"
"Homelander, can I give you a kiss?"
Even though this was the Department of Defense, it was obvious that Alex had a huge number of fans among the government employees.
He smiled and took a photo with a greasy middle-aged man. He signed an autograph for a young man wearing glasses. He accepted a lipstick kiss from a beautiful lady on his cheek.
At that moment he saw a man hurriedly squeeze through the crowd and extend his hand.
"Homelander, hello."
"My name is McGee Jason. I'm an administrator under the National Contract Administration Bureau. My superiors sent me to be your 'guide.'"
"You probably can't imagine this place. It has 23,000 rooms, and the total length of the corridors alone reaches 17.5 miles."
"If it's your first time here, you might get lost."
Alex nodded, took photos with two more pretty ladies, and then said to Mr. McGee, "Please lead the way."
McGee was both excited and enthusiastic. He led Alex into the building while constantly introducing the various facilities inside.
It took them a full fifteen minutes before they finally arrived at Alex's office.
Looking at the sign hanging on the wall that read "Department of Superhuman Supervision, Minister's Office," Alex nodded.
But after stepping inside the office, his eyes grew slightly cold.
The office was very empty.
Aside from a desk and chair placed by the window, there was nothing else. No equipment, no assistant, not even a single staff member.
Alex couldn't help glancing at the man beside him.
McGee also looked bewildered.
"I thought they had already prepared everything."
"Please wait a moment."
"I'll make a phone call."
He stepped out of the room to make the call, while Alex stared thoughtfully at the surrounding walls.
Not long afterward, McGee returned with a middle-aged man.
"Homelander, this is Mr. Nowan, the director of the administrative office of our bureau."
"Mr. Nowan, it seems the office still hasn't been fully set up?"
Nowan, whose hair was streaked with gray and who wore gold-rimmed glasses, glanced at Homelander and replied with a cold expression.
"Yes. Because we weren't sure what kind of configuration Homelander would require."
"So nothing was prepared."
"Homelander, you can do it this way."
"You can list the office equipment you need, such as computers, printers, and so on."
"As well as the personnel you require, assistants, record keepers, and the like."
"In short, put all your requirements into a report and submit it to our administration bureau for approval."
"The review has to go through the proper process. Aside from me, it also requires the signatures of three other directors, as well as our bureau chief, before it can pass."
"Once it's approved, we will arrange the equipment and personnel for you as soon as possible. That's how it works."
Alex fell silent for a few seconds.
Then he revealed a warm smile, "That's how it works?"
"You asked me to come here and be the director of some Superhuman Supervision Department, and this is the sincerity your Department of Defense is showing?"
With his hands behind his back, Alex walked toward Nowan and said with a smile, "Sir, you're standing here pointing fingers at me, even asking me to submit a report to you people for approval."
"You all… do you take me for a clown?"
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