Having gladly accepted it all, Starlight smiled sweetly. "Thank you, Miss Ashley. I will do my best."
"That's right, that's it, smile! Wow, sweetheart, your smile is so charming!"
"You're a born superhero!"
Backstage in the studio, Starlight gradually lost herself amidst Ashley's endless stream of flattering compliments.
On the stage in front, Vice President Madelyn was making grand promises to the shareholders' meeting and the media present.
Under her passionate description, Vought Corporation had become the new darling of the times, with a constant stream of money-making opportunities.
Upon hearing about the impressive achievements of Vought Corporation in 2019, the atmosphere at the scene quickly heated up.
In this atmosphere, the Deep, who'd arrived early, took the lead in mentoring the new member Starlight.
After a brief tribute to the deceased former colleague, the atmosphere at the press conference grew increasingly heated.
The live stream of the new hero's release event was in full swing, but Jordan, who should have been there, was instead using his newly acquired pass to move freely through Vought Tower.
Since I've come all this way, I should definitely check out this famous tourist attraction.
As for that press conference? Of course it was cancelled.
He wasn't really here to be a hero, so why waste his time?
As his assistant, Steve was also at his wit's end when faced with Ashley's questioning.
But when Ashley received a call from above, she was stunned.
The new member who was about to join the Seven refused to attend the press conference. This kind of outrageous situation, which was so ridiculous, had actually been tacitly approved by the higher-ups.
Just how powerful is this new hero's backing?
At this moment, Jordan was wearing his God of War baseball cap and a black stand-up collar trench coat, which covered the Super Electromagnetic Hand Cannon hanging at his waist. He was dressed in a T-shirt, trousers, and pointed leather shoes. A thick gold chain ran through the collar as decoration, and gold elements were also used on the buttons and belt.
This outfit combination looked outrageous, but it looked surprisingly good on his tall, imposing frame.
His casual and flamboyant attire amplified his imposing presence, making one's heart stop at a glance—giving the illusion of being punched two hundred times in the face for no reason.
Steve, who'd transitioned from talent scout to assistant, didn't recognize Jordan at all when he first saw his new look.
It wasn't until he checked the documents in his hand that his identity was barely confirmed.
The transformation effect of the God of War baseball cap was terrifying. Wearing it made you feel like a completely different person.
The last thing with this function was Superman's black-rimmed glasses.
Those familiar with JoJo knew that the shameless Jordan was actually cosplaying Jotaro Kujo, the 17-year-old from Part 3 who was afraid his school wasn't violent enough.
The suit he'd commissioned Vought to design was indeed a replica of Jotaro's classic delinquent outfit.
Since I've already used the first JoJo's name, it shouldn't be a problem to borrow the third JoJo's appearance as well, right?
(Star Platinum: Ora warning!)
"Hey, who are you? I've never seen you before."
A building security guard saw Jordan dressed in all black and nervously reached for the gun holster at his waist.
"If I were you, I would never do that."
The wind howled. The sound of a train speeding past echoed through the corridor.
The security guard's vision blurred for a moment. He only blinked for a second before he found that the man who'd just spoken had teleported to his side, and an access card exclusive to the Seven was almost slapped in his face.
The security guard, who was just an ordinary person, broke out in cold sweat and quickly apologized. "Mr. Joe, I'm sorry! I'm new here, I don't know you yet..."
"It's okay. I'm new here too."
"And you'd better call me 'the Flash.'"
"Okay, okay, Mr. Flash."
"Then good luck, Mr. Paul."
Shamelessly plagiarizing Flash's hero name, this Frankenstein's monster patted the white security guard on the shoulder and continued walking forward.
"Not bad speed. I was thinking that if some freak tried to sneak into the Seven, I would kick them out without hesitation."
"Now that I think about it, you seem to be doing quite well?"
The sound of leather boots clicking on the ground rang out. Around the next corner, Homelander's figure appeared.
After scrutinizing Jordan for a moment, he still couldn't recall where he'd seen this tall, handsome man before.
Jordan's eyes lit up, and he ran over to warmly shake Homelander's hand. "Oh! Homelander! I'm your biggest fan!"
Homelander: "..."
Homelander was confused by him. It took him a while to remember to pull his hand away. He frowned. "Control yourself. You're not here to chase after celebrities."
In private, he could be uninhibited and unrestrained, but in public, he couldn't abandon his image of being noble and virtuous.
"I'm sorry, great Homelander. I was just too excited."
While enjoying Jordan's flattery, Homelander turned around arrogantly. "If this happens again without permission, I'll cut off your hand."
"Understood. There will absolutely be no next time."
The press conference ended late at night.
After the initial excitement, Starlight, who'd never experienced anything like this before, was somewhat exhausted.
Her mother Donna had been sent back to her hotel by Vought to rest. At this point, only Starlight and the Deep, who'd been accompanying her throughout, remained backstage.
"You're not ready to be a star yet, are you?"
The Deep wore a charming, gentlemanly smile and joked like a gentle senior.
"Yes, a little," Starlight said shyly, smoothing her fluffy curly hair. "I thought I was prepared, but actually I wasn't. When those flashes went off, my mind went completely blank!"
"It's a good thing you and Ms. Madelyn were here, otherwise I would have been really embarrassed today."
"No, you have the natural charisma of a superhero. Just that gentle smile is enough. Fans and endorsement partners will love you."
"I can't do without your help. I mean, thank you!"
"Don't mention it. We're family now!"
Encouraged by the Deep, Starlight felt even more favorably toward him.
After all, when she was a young girl, her room had been covered with posters of him.
At that time, the Deep had already joined the Seven and was a well-known young idol.
Being able to work with my idol... I must be the happiest girl in the world at this moment.
Starlight was filled with thoughts like these.
"By the way, you haven't seen our office yet, have you?"
The Deep suddenly suggested. "We have a dedicated command center, located in Vought Tower."
"You'll see it when you officially register tomorrow, but wouldn't you like to go up and take a look now?"