Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

Ned's mouth was agape.

"My God... spider webs... upside down..." Ned's finger trembled as he pointed at Peter, "You're that... friendly neighbor, Spider-Man, from YouTube?!"

Michelle's eyes widened slightly in surprise, but she quickly regained her composure and smiled faintly.

"No wonder you're always late for class, turns out you've been a vigilante on the streets." Michelle poked Peter's slumped shoulder with her finger. "Cool."

Peter loosened the spider web and landed lightly on the ground.

"I'm so sorry I kept this a secret. Can you forgive me?"

Ned nodded frantically, his face trembling with excitement: "Of course! I swear! God, my best buddy is Spider-Man!"

"How did you get your superpowers?"

"I got bitten by a spider, and then this happened."

"Oh, cool! So, do you lay eggs?"

"What?! Of course not!" Peter replied with a look of disgust.

"So your spider silk can only come from your wrists? You know, normal spiders produce silk from their buttocks..."

"Shut up, Ned! I don't shoot webs, those are my web-shooting devices!" Peter was already fed up.

"What about Venom? You can spray it..."

Just as Peter was about to break down, the school's public address system suddenly rang out.

"Beep—beep—beep—"

"Attention, attention, all students of Water Vanguard Hero Academy, this is a notice from the school board."

"All students are requested to assemble at the college's outdoor playground at 9:00 AM next Monday."

"We will now officially launch the academy's first Superpower Awakening Ceremony. Please arrive on time and do not be absent."

"Teachers and teaching assistants, please guide your students to the playground."

"Upon arrival at the sports field, please report to your respective college director or dormitory advisor so that we can take a headcount."

The broadcast was repeated three times.

The students immediately erupted in an uproar.

"An awakening ritual?!"

"God, is it finally happening?"

"Awakening Ceremony!" Ned excitedly grabbed Peter's arm. "Peter, did you hear that? The academy is going to give us superpowers! What power do you think I'll awaken? Super speed? Or lightning-fast punches?"

"Come on, Ned," Michelle poured cold water on the idea, "It's probably about your digestive capacity to eat dozens of hamburgers a day."

"Hehe, that works too, I can go live." Ned chuckled foolishly.

Peter looked at his excited friend and a hopeful smile appeared on his face as well.

……

VGD headquarters.

In the spacious training ground, Azu stood on a high platform, looking down at the hundreds of Water heroes gathered below.

"Everyone," Azu said in a loud voice, his hands behind his back, "you have proven your worth over the past few years."

He waved his hand.

On the table in the room, the lids of more than a dozen silver briefcases were opened simultaneously.

Inside were hundreds of vials of a dark blue potion neatly arranged.

"This is the mass-produced version of the original T-VEX solution," Azu said, pointing to the syringes. "It's also the latest improved model."

"It will most likely undergo a secondary evolution of your existing superpowers."

"Next Monday, those kids in the academy will also gain power. As their seniors, it's time for you to improve your strength as well."

The heroes stared at the dark blue liquid, their eyes gleaming with a thirst for power, but also with a hint of doubt.

"I'm withdrawing for now." Bruce Banner shook his head. "The Hulk's power is too unpredictable. If it mutates again, I'm afraid I won't be able to control it."

Azu nodded, without pressuring him.

The Hulk has an extremely high potential and is not suitable for stimulation with this type of random compound at the moment.

Apart from Banner, the other heroes lined up and stepped forward to receive syringes from the staff.

With the cooperation of the researchers, in just one afternoon, everyone grasped the changes in their own abilities, and most heroes' strength improved by a level.

For example, Tony Stark, who is just a mortal.

He raised his hand, and a metal plate a few meters away from him trembled slightly before flying into his hand with a "whoosh".

Tony raised an eyebrow, clenched his fist, and the metal plate twisted and deformed rapidly in mid-air, eventually being kneaded into a metal sphere.

"Metal manipulation?" Tony tossed the metal ball aside. "Looks like the Mark series armor's transmission system can be redesigned. I'll be able to save three seconds getting dressed from now on."

Pietro awakened an incredible defensive ability, like having skin of copper and bones of iron. He was unaffected by bullets and no longer had to worry about having his legs easily broken.

Fastball Robbie evolved the ability to increase his energy by enduring pain.

Steve Rogers has also received a hexagonal, all-around enhancement; to put it simply, he now combines the eyes of an eagle, the ears of a wolf, the speed of a leopard, and the strength of a bear into one.

A small number of people experienced no effect whatsoever after the injection.

They are heroes who possessed recessive genes for superhuman abilities and were unexpectedly awakened.

There was no reaction after the injection of compound 5; the drug rapidly degraded in their bodies.

They could only stand aside, watching their companions upgrade their weapons one after another, their eyes filled with undisguised envy, jealousy and resentment.

In addition, there are some rare and awkward mutations.

After Angela, the "Red Lady," was injected with the drug, her bones began to lengthen, her shoulders broadened, and the soft lines of her face became angular.

In just two and a half seconds, she transformed from a hot woman into a handsome and muscular man.

Then, with a thought, her body contracted again, transforming back into the original sexy woman.

Angela stared blankly at the changes in herself, showing no fear but rather unusual excitement.

She immediately pulled her phone out of her pocket and quickly dialed a number.

"Hey, it's me," Angela said mysteriously into the phone. "That wild party you mentioned last week? Yeah, that one. Book a room tonight, I have something new planned!"

As Ah Zu listened to the phone call, the corner of his eye twitched slightly.

Then his gaze swept over the team members below.

Jessica, Pietro, Angela, Robbie... and then...

Who else? Who else was there?

Azu suddenly froze.

Suddenly, the system sent a notification.

[Note: The Super Seven currently has 6/7 slots available. There is one slot remaining; it is recommended that the host add personnel as soon as possible.]

[Note: Deadpool has not participated in team activities for an extended period; the unbinding function has been activated. Unbind now?]

Azu looked at these two prompts.

I thought to myself that Deadpool, that chatterbox, has indeed been gone for a long time.

Since the last time they donated money and ran away, they have never appeared on Earth again.

Ah Zu had a vague suspicion that the madman had most likely gone to that place.

"We will not untie you for now," Azu decided.

With his current popularity, keeping Deadpool around might be useful in the future.

However, what puzzled Azu was the prompt in front of the system.

The seven-man team has been established for several years and has always been operating normally, so why is it 6/7?

Why is there still an empty seat for me?