Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

Chapter 1616 A-Zu: I’m back!
Future Homelander looked at his own body on the ground.

The future motherland has a blank expression on his face. The self who used to cry and lose control of his emotions because of a little setback is no longer there.

After experiencing countless cruel baptisms in the future, he has grown into a real tough guy, no longer the cowardly guy who was swayed by emotions and called a "sissy".

"Finally, I'm back."

The future homelander took a deep breath. The air, which carried a bit of stench and industrial smell, now smelled so fresh and wonderful to him.

This freshness does not come from the air itself, but from his deep sense of control over his destiny and the relief of being free from his weak self in the past.

He raised his head slightly, looked at the gray sky, and an indescribable sense of pride surged in his heart.

Then he buried his body in a large pit dozens of meters deep underground to ensure that it would not be dug out by any wild dogs.

The next moment, he exerted a little force with his feet, and his body shot up into the sky like an arrow. The powerful airflow formed a white air wave behind him.

He flew towards the familiar headquarters of Vought Company at an extremely fast speed, with his arms spread behind him, like an eagle spreading its wings, breaking through the layers of clouds with fearlessness and confidence.

The inside of Water Company was already in an uproar.

The news of the war between the two Homelanders spread throughout the company like a storm. The employees whispered to each other, their faces full of fear and anxiety.

You know, Homelander is the ace superhero of Vought Corporation and the company's image representative and core asset.

Now that two people from the motherland have appeared and such a fierce battle has taken place, this will undoubtedly bring huge crisis and uncertainty to the company.

As soon as Homelander landed on the roof of the Vought Corporation headquarters building, he was informed by the staff who had been waiting there that Madeline and Edgar wanted to see him immediately.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an imperceptible sneer.

As for Edgar, the president and agent who once was high and mighty in the company and bossed him around, he no longer feared anything after experiencing the future.

In the future, he had seen too much of Edgar's hypocrisy and cunning, and he knew that there was still value in keeping him, so he decided to meet Edgar and see what tricks this old fox would play next.

The future homelander walked into the spacious and luxurious conference room with steady steps. Edgar and Madeline were already sitting at the conference table, looking at him solemnly.

Edgar was wearing a neat suit and his hair was combed meticulously, but his slightly furrowed brows and tightly pursed lips still revealed his inner anxiety and uneasiness.

Madeline was wearing an exquisite professional suit.

Homelander looked at Madeline with nostalgia. After all, he was in the kiln of the Black Chapter Tribe, and when he came out, he could no longer see Madeline.

"What happened, and who is that one countryman?"

When Edgar saw him come in, he immediately stood up, stared at him sharply, and asked him in an unquestionable tone.

The future homelander smiled slightly, with a hint of indifference and sarcasm in that smile.

He slowly walked to the conference table, pulled a chair over and sat down, crossed his legs, and then said slowly: "I've already said it, it's just an impostor. I don't know where this guy came from, trying to impersonate me and destroy the company's reputation."

"This impact is too great. There is someone who can turn into you and use the same abilities as you. Where is he?" Edgar stared at Homelander, his eyes full of suspicion and vigilance.

He knows his homeland too well. This seemingly powerful superhero is actually as fragile as glass inside. He longs for recognition and attention, like a giant baby who will never grow up.

But the fellow countryman in front of him felt very strange to him, as if he was a different person.

"I killed him, and then I threw him away."

The native answered calmly, his tone as calm as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

He crossed his arms over his chest and looked at Edgar calmly, without any panic or guilt.

Edgar was shocked. He could clearly feel that the pressure he had brought to his fellow countrymen in the past was now just a breeze to them.

This discovery made him feel extremely uneasy.

As the president and agent of Vought Company, he has always been well aware of Homelander's psychological problems and psychological defense loopholes. By cleverly exploiting these weaknesses, he can firmly control Homelander and make him work for the company.

But now, his fellow countryman's behavior made him feel as if he was facing a complete stranger.

Edgar's brain was working rapidly, and he began to think carefully about everything that had happened recently.

Suddenly, a terrible thought flashed through his mind: Could it be that the real Homelander was killed, and the one appearing in front of him now is the impostor?
However, if a faker can kill his countrymen, is he still a faker? If this person is a faker, how terrible are his strength and methods?
Will the series of measures that Vought Corporation has prepared to deal with the out-of-control Homelander still work against this so-called "fake"?
The more Edgar thought about it, the more frightened he became. He didn't dare to jump to conclusions, let alone act rashly.

If the judgment is wrong, it is likely to bring disaster to Water Company.

"What evidence do you have that he's just an imposter?"

Edqiang suppressed his uneasiness and continued to ask.

He tried to find flaws in his fellow countrymen's answers in order to uncover the truth of the matter.

Looking at Edgar's nervous and suspicious expression, the future Homelander sneered in his heart.

He had expected Edgar to ask this question, so he said calmly: "Evidence? When I killed him, he didn't even have the strength to fight back. This is the best evidence. If he is the real me, how could he be defeated by me so easily?"

Madeline remained silent, carefully observing the expression and tone of her future countryman, trying to catch some clues from them.

She discovered that although the appearance and voice of the native before her were the same as before, her temperament and demeanor had undergone tremendous changes.

In the past, there was always a hint of childishness and impulsiveness in the eyes of my countryman, but now, his eyes are deep and steady, as if hiding countless secrets.

"But this matter is too strange. We must conduct a detailed investigation."

Madeline finally spoke. She knew that this matter was related to the future of Water Company and could not be taken lightly.

(End of this chapter)