Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

Chapter 1609 Regret Medicine

With the support of the Administration, no one would be afraid of this outdated superhero.

In this society ruled by law, even if he has superpowers, he cannot vent his emotions at will.

He suddenly burst into laughter, and that laughter was full of helplessness and sadness.

It turns out that when there is no PR team to clean up the mess, even getting angry requires thinking before doing.

Once upon a time, his every move had a public relations team to handle the follow-up issues for him, and he could do whatever he wanted without restraint.

And now, he must be responsible for every action he takes and must learn to control his emotions.

Fortunately, many people value the commercial value that the motherland has demonstrated in the past.

Although his status as a popular second- or third-tier celebrity has fallen, he still retains some value that can be utilized.

Some advertisers saw his former fame and invited him to shoot some low-cost commercials.

The ads were poorly made and paid little, but at least they brought him some income.

During the filming of the commercial, Homelander felt unprecedented humiliation.

In the past, he would only take on high-end, grand advertisements, but now, he has to promote some unknown small products.

Advertisers no longer treated him with the same respect as before; they just treated him as an ordinary actor and sometimes even gave him instructions.

But Homelander had no choice, he needed the money to make a living.

There are also some small event organizers who would invite him to participate in their events and use his fame to attract audiences.

These events are often small commercial events or fan meetings, with simple venues and few spectators. But the Chinese will still dress up carefully and show up at the event on time.

Once, during a small mall promotion, the Homelander stood on a makeshift stage surrounded by a sparse crowd of spectators.

He looked at the unfamiliar faces in the audience and felt a bitter feeling in his heart.

In the past, tickets for his performances were hard to get, but now he has to rely on small events like this to attract audiences.

However, what he didn't expect was that even though he was so down and out, he still had fans.

At the event, several young fans were holding his old posters, their eyes sparkling with excitement.

They shouted their motherland's name and asked for his autograph and photos.

At this moment, he was very moved. He seemed to see his former glory again and the fans who were cheering for him crazily.

However, he is now in such an embarrassing situation.

He is no longer the hero admired by everyone, but an object despised by everyone.

The pressure of life was like an invisible mountain, which made him breathless. He needed money to support himself. The glory he once had disappeared, leaving only the cruel reality.

When signing autographs, he would deliberately slow down, with a subtle hint in his eyes, as if telling fans that they could give him some tips.

His fingers moved slowly across the signature pad, and every stroke seemed to carry an invisible pressure.

Some fans would hesitate for a moment, then carefully take out some money and hand it to him. He would accept it calmly without feeling the slightest guilt.

When taking photos, he would also find various excuses to charge extra fees.

He would say that this photo has special meaning, or that it requires professional equipment to shoot. In short, he wants fans to spend more money.

He knew that doing so might disappoint his fans, but he no longer cared about that. The hardship of life forced him to put aside his former pride.

Of course, if you say that the motherland will not regret it later, then it definitely will regret it.

"Homelander, do you regret it?" A voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the motherland. The voice seemed to come from another mysterious world, ethereal but with an irresistible power.

"Who?"

Homelander suddenly turned his head and looked in other directions, his eyes full of vigilance.

He thought it was some superhuman playing a prank on him. After all, in this world full of super powers, anything could happen.

However, he could not see anyone with his X-ray eyes. There was silence all around him, with only that mysterious voice echoing in the air.

"Do you regret it, my countryman? I am the God of Regret. I can give you a chance to regret it."

The voice continued.

"The God of Regret?"

The people of my country are speechless. What kind of god is this?

He had never heard of such a thing.

In his cognition, gods are high above and unpredictable, but this god of regret suddenly appeared before him and claimed that he could give him a chance to regret, which made him feel very absurd.

"I'm warning you, come out immediately, otherwise, when I find you, I will... call the Administration."

The Homelander said angrily.

It’s not that he can’t deal with the source of the mysterious sound himself, but it would be very troublesome.

Without Water's public relations team, he would likely cause more trouble if he handled these matters on his own.

After all, his current image is not as good as before, and if anything happens again, his situation will probably become even more difficult.

So, he threatened to call the Administration, hoping that the mysterious voice would back off.

"It seems that you don't regret causing all this, so forget it."

The voice said, with a hint of disappointment in its tone.

"and many more."

The Homelander stopped the voice and he hesitated to speak.

He was actually very conflicted inside. On the one hand, he didn't quite believe in this so-called God of Regret; on the other hand, he longed for an opportunity to change the status quo.

He fantasized that this might be true, and perhaps the God of Regret could really allow him to go back to the past and change all those wrong decisions.

"Can you really give me a chance to regret it?"

He asked cautiously, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"Of course. See what's in front of you? That's a pill for regret. If you take it, you can go back to the moment that made you regret the most and change everything!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an amber transparent pill appeared in front of Homelander.

The pill emitted a soft light, as if there was a mysterious magic that attracted him.

At the moment of most regret, the scene immediately emerged in Homelander's mind - when he handed over Compound No. 5 to the terrorists.

It was originally a crazy plan, he just wanted to create superhuman terrorists to enhance the status of these superheroes.

He naively believed that by creating some crises and then having them as superheroes solve them, he could make the public more dependent on and admire them.

(End of this chapter)