American comics: From the black robes to becoming the ultimate Doomsday

At that moment, Dr. Carlton was working on a new experimental plan and had no idea that a figure had suddenly appeared behind him.

At that moment, the man, expressionless, knocked on the windowpane. The hand holding the test tube trembled slightly, causing a drop of liquid to shift.

Now, Carlton couldn't help but turn around, ready to unleash a torrent of abuse on the culprit. However, upon hearing Homelander's voice, his mouth opened, but his body stiffened, and he dared not move.

"What? You seem afraid to see me?"

Homelander walked into the office, expressionless, pulled up a chair and sat down, then looked at Dr. Carlton and said something meaningful.

However, Dr. Carlton could not help but be afraid.

Because you need to know that the Homelander clones that were released before were all created through his methods.

All of this was done under Edgar's orders, and without the knowledge of Homelander.

However, now the original clone has arrived.

How could a PhD who is the main historian of the CPPCC possibly drive a car? Do you know what kind of person your family member is?

On the surface, he appears to be a people's hero, but in reality, he is terrifying; he doesn't yield an inch.

“No…no.” Dr. Carlton’s voice trembled.

Homelander's expression remained unchanged. "Do I still have any clones of myself? I mean, my clones?"

Dr. Carlton opened his mouth, unsure how to answer the question.

However, since Homelander has come here, he must know the significance of this research institute and its experimental projects.

After thinking for a moment, Dr. Carlton decided to answer truthfully, "There are two more."

Dr. Carlton felt that this matter could not be kept from Homelander, and if Homelander wanted to find out, Homelander nodded expressionlessly and glanced at Dr. Carlton.

“Very well, you didn’t lie to me. I like honest people. So you should know how to control them, just like you tried to control my clones before.”

Dr. Carlton's brow twitched as he looked at the expressionless Homelander in front of him.

He noticed that the people of his homeland seemed different from before, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

He looked at Homelander across from him and tentatively said, "Regarding this matter, Mr. Edgar..."

Homelander picked up the ornament on the table, looked at it, and then crushed it to pieces in his palm with a snap.

"Oh, excuse me, were you referring to Mr. Edgar?"

Dr. Carlton's brow twitched.

A smile suddenly appeared on Homelander's face. "Dr. Carlton, your sources need updating. You need to watch more television. Mr. Edgar fell to his death in yesterday's attack by a super terrorist..."

"Bang! Just like before, he smashed into a pile of minced meat, even the bones were shattered. Dr. Carlton, you know, I used to think he was very powerful..."

Homelander licked his lips as he spoke, "Tsk tsk, and in the end, he was no different from an ordinary person after falling down."

Chapter 111 [Clone No. 58!]

what?

Edgar is dead?

How can it be?

Listening to Homelander's nonchalant words, Carlton couldn't help but glance at him, and suddenly felt a chill run up his spine from his tailbone to his back.

It sent a chill down his spine, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He had never paid attention to outside news or followed the news, so he never imagined that the shrewd CEO of Walter would die like this.

Looking at the Homelander in front of him and pondering the other party's intentions, Dr. Carlton couldn't help but feel uneasy.

“I don’t want to hear lies. I like honest people. Dr. Carlton, you’ll tell me that, won’t you…”

The man continued to smile, but to outsiders, that smile was rather unsettling.

Dr. Carlton swallowed hard, then slowly said, "Edgar, Edgar previously had business dealings with Eitak Industries, purchasing a batch of miniature nuclear bombs."

These WeChat nuclear bombs will be stuffed into the anuses of those clones, while the detonation control system will be in Edgar's hands for control purposes.

This method was first proposed by Edgar, who was willing to use any means necessary to control the obedient clones.

When Dr. Carlton first heard about this countermeasure, he exclaimed that it was ruthless.

The people of the motherland were also listening, and upon hearing these words, they immediately understood.

Yesterday, when Homelander chased the shockwave out in the new Black and returned, he was quite puzzled as to how such a huge explosion could have occurred.

At first, he thought it was some new, special, or powerful ability that the other party had acquired, but the reality was that there was no trace of their body.

There shouldn't be anyone stupid enough to blow themselves to pieces.

Hearing Dr. Carlton's words at this moment dispelled his previous doubts.

"Why didn't I see Edgar's control system? How did that clone hiding in the black explode...?"

The man tapped on the table, asking a question.

He was the one who pushed Edgar off the building, so Edgar didn't have any controller on him. So how did the new black thing explode?

Carlton glanced cautiously at Homelander, surprised that he even knew that the black armor contained clones.

He lowered his voice and continued, "The miniature nuclear bomb activation system inside that new black body is linked to a life-sensing system on Mr. Edgar's body. As long as Edgar loses his life, the nuclear bomb inserted inside will explode immediately..."

Upon hearing this, the man from the motherland smiled sarcastically, "You've got some tricks up your sleeve, but those tricks are useless against absolute power."

Carlton certainly didn't dare to accept Homelander's offer.

From the conversation that took place after Homelander came in, Dr. Carlton could tell that Homelander didn't seem to get along with the president who had promoted him.

There was not a shred of respect in those few words.

Homelander continued, "Dr. Carlton, now that Edgar is dead, you will report to me on everything from this moment on!"

Carlton nodded immediately. Now that Edgar was dead, it was only natural for them to follow the Homelanders' orders, and they couldn't possibly be thinking of changing their approach.

I absolutely will not allow it, and neither will the people of my motherland.

After a friendly conversation between Homelander and Carlton, Homelander, led by Carlton, went to the experimental base ahead to observe the experimental subjects.

To be precise, it was about observing his own clone.

Before this, Homelander was furious when he heard his clone's words, but now his mindset has changed.

Anger won't change the established facts; those clones still exist, so we might as well make use of them.

After injecting massive amounts of Compound V during this period, Homelander felt that his abilities were improving too slowly.

Having two extra henchmen who can obey his commands out of nowhere would actually be a powerful asset to him.

Inside the laboratory deep within the underground base, a row of cylindrical culture chambers stood along the edge of the wall.

Through the glass in front, you can see two of them filled with green, translucent nutrient solution, containing two clones that look exactly like the Chinese and whose eyes are not yet open.

Dr. Carlton followed Homelander cautiously, fearing that Homelander would be enraged if he saw such emotions, but to his surprise...

Homelander's emotions were not greatly affected. Looking at the two clones, he only reminded him to be careful when loading the miniature nuclear bombs later.

Dr. Carlton breathed a sigh of relief and left the laboratory with Homelander, walking into the corridor.

After taking only a few steps forward, Homelander seemed to notice something and stopped in front of a wall.

Facing the white wall, he frowned and asked, "What's in there?"

Carlton followed the gaze of the Homelander, but could only see an empty white wall.

Carlton knew that the Homelander's eyes had X-ray vision and could clearly see what was behind the wall, so he wasn't surprised.

He glanced at the lab entrance and noticed the number 3 at the beginning. After a moment's thought, he answered Homelander's question, "It's number 58, the Sage's Jungle Center, that Asian youth's number 58."

"Number 58? That unkillable guy?" Homelander asked, somewhat taken aback.

With his X-ray vision, he could see through the wall that inside the laboratory there were two culture chambers filled with green nutrient solution.

Inside the incubation chamber, there were two naked human bodies curled up.

Because it was not fully developed, Homelander had not yet realized that it was the clone of number 58.

“Yes, it’s number 58, but it was a difficult clone to obtain. It’s just that it’s hard to say whether it will inherit the original’s abilities.” Carlton nodded, confirming Homelander’s question.

From Carlton's experimental career, that 58-year-old Asian youth can be considered a classic example of his career experiment.

Its extremely powerful abilities are something that even he can't help but take notice of now.

After all, he often kept an eye on that guy, and that guy's growth rate was too fast, so fast that even Homelander was no match for him now.

Having been able to extract this guy's DNA, there's no reason not to clone him; this is something Edgar had been urging him to do his best.

Hearing Carlton's affirmation, Homelander couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Needless to say, this was also a scheme Edgar had secretly orchestrated behind his back. If he had let Edgar complete it, he probably wouldn't have been of much use to him anymore and would have been completely abandoned by Edgar.

As a result, the people of the motherland and the case were relieved that they had acted early, otherwise they would probably be the ones lying downstairs now, unable to regret it.

"The cultivation was successful. Give these two two miniature nuclear bombs too!"

Homelander smiled slightly at Carlton behind him, a cruel expression on his face.