Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

"Ding! The topic of Homelander and Queen Jones as a couple has topped the global trending list!"

"Ding! You have gained 310510 popularity points!"

"Ding! You have gained 268853 popularity points!"

"Ding! Popularity points gained: +188854! (From Queen Jones)"

"Ding! Popularity points gained: +173112! (From Queen Jones)"

"..."

"Fuck...fuck...mazefuck!"

Tony Stark, sitting in the audience, was completely dumbfounded.

He grabbed his hair in jealousy.

"What is he doing?! This guy is creating a CP (couple pairing)!" Tony growled at Steve.

"What?" Steve looked bewildered. "What is... creating a CP (couple pairing)?"

"It's...it's...bullshit!" Tony roared, furious. "He's using that poor girl in the tights...to hype up his fucking relationship! He's using the relationship to gain popularity! He...he..."

Tony suddenly couldn't continue.

Because it's fucking effective!

"That guy... he's a devil!" Tony was consumed by jealousy. "He's got it all! Fame, power, money... and women!!"

"Tony, you don't need to be envious. You have all of these things, don't you, playboy?" Steve teased.

He looked at the woman on the stage, Queen Jones, and her shy demeanor in front of Homelander. Then he looked at Homelander's gentle eyes and smiled with satisfaction.

"He's found a partner, Tony. He's no longer alone."

"Look at that girl, she's strong, but she looks... nervous. And Anthony is protecting her, guiding her. He's sharing his light with her."

"This..." Steve exclaimed, "This is excellent."

"So what?" Tony scoffed. "So she got tricked by that blond bastard into becoming...one of his seven dwarfs?"

"That's not important, Tony," Steve said calmly. "What's important is that they're doing good right now."

"Doing good deeds?"

“Yes.” Steve looked at Tony. “Homelander saved the president, that’s a fact. He caught the robbers and put out the fire, that’s also a fact. Now he’s going to assemble a team to save even more people…”

Steve turned to Tony and looked at him seriously: "...This is a good thing too."

"As for how he does it," Steve shrugged, "whether it's starting a company, making movies, or even... creating scandals. Tony, times have changed. We can't expect everyone to act like... like during World War II."

"Wow." Tony was speechless. "Old Popsicle, when did you become so... reasonable? I thought you would be the first to jump out and accuse him of using heroes as a trademark."

"I've figured it out, Tony," Steve said calmly. "I don't care about the trademark; I care about what the people behind it are doing."

"At least for now," Steve said, looking at Wu Yanzu on stage, "he's doing the right thing."

"...OKay, you're such a...boring nice guy, Captain." Tony Stark gave up on communicating with this old ice pop.

The media section included a reporter from the Daily Bugle, which was acquired by Walter:

"Queen Jones! Hello! We know nothing about your past! May I ask how you acquired your superpowers? Did you undergo some kind of experiment, like Mr. Homelander?"

These are pre-arranged questions.

Jessica calmed herself down, gripped the microphone tightly, and tried hard to recall the lines Ashley had taught her:

"I...I was very confused. I didn't know what the meaning of this power was. I...I..."

She was so nervous that she forgot her lines.

Just then, Wu Yanzu stepped forward again and took over the conversation.

"She doesn't need an origin story, and she doesn't need to be saved by anyone."

He looked at Jessica, his deep blue eyes seeming to hold the stars and the sea:

"The moment I saw her in the crowd, I knew she was neither a monster nor a lost sheep."

"she……"

"She is the queen."

"Fuck..." Jessica looked at his affectionate face. She knew it was all bullshit acting, but damn it... her heart still skipped a beat.

"Ding! Special popularity points gained +10000!"

Wu Yanzu was already thrilled. He cleared his throat and steered the conversation back on track.

"Queen Jones is just the first piece of the puzzle for the Super Seven!"

"We need more! This country, this world, needs more heroes!"

"There are so many people like her who possess talent but are overlooked, misunderstood, and discriminated against!"

"And I," Wu Yanzu opened his arms, "want to give everyone... a chance!"

"A chance...to become a hero!!"

He raised his arm and pointed to the big screen!

On the screen, a meticulously crafted logo bursts into flames—"Who's the Next Superhero?"

The narrator begins:

"This is a nationwide audition!"

Whether you're a strongman who can lift a car or a girl next door who can communicate with animals!

Whether you're an invisible veteran or a deliveryman who runs faster than a high-speed train!

"As long as you have superpowers, as long as you have a dream of being a hero!"

"Sign up now! The doors of Walter... are always open for you!"

"The preliminary audition registration will officially open at midnight on Christmas Eve!!"

"Registration webpage..."

Wu Yanzu's voice drowned out the background music: "Walt International will be partnering with major American television networks to launch this reality show!"

"That's right! You heard me correctly!"

"We don't care about your past! We don't care about your background!"

"As long as you have the ability! As long as you have that heroic heart! You could become the next member of the Super Seven!!"

"We will select the 100 strongest individuals from across America! They will undergo the most rigorous trials! And the ultimate winner..."

Wu Yanzu pointed at the camera, pointing at everyone watching the live stream.

"...You, the viewers across America, will vote for them!!"

"Aa ...

"This is insane! This world has completely gone mad!!" Tony Stark finished the last of his Coke. "Fuck... he's going to make a superhero version of... American Idol?!"

The popcorn bucket in Steve's hand fell to the ground with a thud.

"...By audience vote?"

"My God..."

"This..." Steve frowned as well, "Isn't this... a bit too hasty?"

"Hasty? No, Captain." Natasha appeared behind them unnoticed, her voice trailing off. "He's...recruiting. He's using the fucking American Dream...recruiting all the superhumans in the world. While S.H.I.E.L.D. is still treating them as 'threats' and 'surveillance targets,' he..."

"...He's already sending them offers," Tony interjected.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen. Our movie... is about to begin. Please enjoy."