He used superhuman strength to conquer all of American comics!

"It's alright, the hijackers have been dealt with. The turbulence was just due to updrafts."

Homelander, laughing and loudly explaining to the passengers, then lowered his voice and said to Queen Maeve beside him:

"Let's go. Even if I could fly a plane, it wouldn't help. The cockpit is destroyed, and this plane is beyond saving."

"No, things shouldn't be like this."

Faced with the hopeful gazes of over a hundred passengers, and looking at the innocent, angelic girl not far away, Queen Maeve's remaining conscience still couldn't bring herself to do it.

She anxiously suggested, "Go outside and lift the plane up!"

"Lift? How do you lift it?"

Homelander glared at Queen Maeve and casually replied, "At that speed, I'd either walk right through the plane or the fuselage would flip over."

Queen Maeve's nails dug into her palms as she eagerly offered further advice, "Then you should take the passengers off one by one."

The people of the motherland seemed to hear a joke and couldn't help but laugh.

"One by one? There are over a hundred passengers, making me fly over a hundred times?"

There are so many people, it's impossible to save them all.

Even if he can save some passengers, his incompetence today will be exposed.

Instead of doing that, it would be better not to save any of them, and to pretend that we never came to the plane in the first place.

Homelander had already made up his mind and was about to forcibly take Queen Maeve away when he saw a young man walking towards him, ignoring the turbulence of the aircraft.

It was the young Chinese man who had just warned the assailant about his gun at the exit.

The other person had distinct features, bright and piercing eyes, a clean and sunny buzz cut, and a slender figure. He was wearing a common hooded jacket and faded jeans.

To the surprise of the people of the motherland, the young man's heart was much calmer than before, and he was composed and at ease.

"Mr. Homelander, Ms. Maeve."

Los stepped forward to greet him, quickly introducing himself: "My name is Los, and I just got accepted into Godotkin University."

Queen Maeve was still anxiously thinking of a solution, completely unaware of Los's approach. She only instinctively looked at the young man when she heard the voice.

"Godokin University?" she asked, somewhat surprised.

That's a school under the Vought International, specifically designed to recruit and train newly adult superhumans, thus providing a continuous stream of reserve heroes for the Seven.

Many of the current members of the Super Seven graduated from the Lamplighters School of Crime Fighting at Gododkin University.

"so what?"

Homelander looked at Los indifferently; he was just a student at a school under the Water Corporation, of no value to him.

He believed the other person was begging him to rescue them.

Los stated bluntly, "My ability is to enhance inanimate objects."

"Enhance objects?"

Queen Maeve's eyes betrayed her disappointment; it was a pity that her abilities, such as teleportation or flight, were completely useless now.

Los continued, "The worst-case scenario I just considered was that the plane would go out of control and the cockpit would be unable to maneuver it to make an emergency landing."

"If that's the case, perhaps I can strengthen certain parts of the aircraft's materials to make them harder and more resistant to pressure. After calculating the stress points through mechanics, I can have Mr. Homelander briefly lift the aircraft to land."

This was the solution Los came up with to break the deadlock.

He knew that the Homelanders lacked a biofield and could not distribute their power evenly across the machine, but his [Enhancement] and [Biofield] could make up for this.

of course.

Just a minute ago, Los had no idea that his transmigrated self would start by saving a plane alongside Homelander.

"That's it, maybe this will work!"

Queen Maeve's eyes lit up upon hearing Los's explanation and suggestion.

She looked at Homelander with pleading eyes and said, "John, let's try our best! Please!"

John is the real name of Fatherlander.

The man from the motherland remained silent, still hesitant in his heart.

He didn't care about the lives of hundreds of passengers. He felt that all this trouble was too much trouble and that he might as well go home and take a nap.

Los looked at the silent Homelanders.

"Mr. Homelander, I have always been a fan of yours, and I applied to Godotkin University so that I could follow in your footsteps."

He gave a brief introduction, then clenched his right fist and vigorously swung it up and down, unable to hide his excitement, and said:

"You're about to save over a hundred passengers; this will undoubtedly be the biggest news of the year, bar none!"

"I've already thought of the headline: The power of patriotism rivals that of the gods!"

"The headline news story would depict you single-handedly lifting a runaway plane carrying passengers to a safe landing; this godlike feat would undoubtedly go viral and inspire awe!"

Homelander, who had originally planned to forcibly take Queen Maeve away, suddenly shuddered upon hearing this, his heart pounding.

Many of the heroic deeds of the Seven were created and marketed by Vought International through filming. Homelander has become accustomed to many exaggerated rescue scenes.

But this time, hearing Los's legendary and vivid marketing description of the rescue mission, Homelander felt his whole body and soul go numb.

Just like drinking fresh milk and reaching a high point of pleasure with the crescent moon in the sky, he could already faintly hear the thunderous praise from the citizens of New York.

Is the power of patriotism comparable to that of the gods?

A god among men?

Listen to this, now that's marketing!

Those self-proclaimed elite marketing personnel at the Water Group are nothing but lazy bums who just want to coast along and collect US dollars, compared to the barely-adult young people in front of us!

Looking at Homelander's bright smile that had returned, Los knew that a turning point had arrived.

Homelander may be indifferent to the lives of his passengers, but he cares far too much about his superhero reputation.

Homelander's smile faded, and for the first time, he looked at Los with a serious and solemn expression, his hands unconsciously resting on Los's shoulders:

"Are you capable of doing this? Even if you die, hold on and don't mess it up!"

If it can really be achieved, why not give it a try?

People from the motherland are absolutely ecstatic right now!

Los felt the pressure of the other's hand falling on him, met Homelander's gaze face to face, and nodded.

He knew that the Homelanders were not only an encouragement, but also a threat.

"Loss."

Queen Maeve, standing to the side, was still somewhat bewildered as she watched the young man who had changed Homelander's mind with just a few words.

She couldn't help but say, "Are you really from Godotkin University? I think you should study journalism."

Soon, based on Los's calculations and plans...

The homelanders cut off the rear cabin and cargo hold of the out-of-control aircraft from high altitude, reducing the weight of the aircraft as much as possible, and only retaining the important nose and passenger cabin.

Queen Maeve then instructed each passenger to fasten their seatbelts and put on oxygen masks, and to throw the bodies that had been laid out on the floor out of the cabin to reduce the weight on the aircraft.

Los continuously used his ability [Enhancement] to strengthen the nose and bottom of the pressure-resistant core as much as possible, so that the remaining damaged body would not disintegrate when Homelander exerted his power.

Everything is ready.

As the out-of-control Boeing plane descended to an altitude of about three thousand meters and appeared on the horizon above the New York coastline, Homelander floated in the air and stretched out his arms toward the nose of the plane!

hum!

With a sickening metallic twisting and cracking sound, the top of the nose almost instantly caved in, but it didn't completely turn into a hole.

Homelander's arms and half of his body were embedded in the nose of the plane, unleashing tremendous force to hold back the out-of-control aircraft!

This is because Los's power has taken effect.

While Homelander was exerting his full strength on the outside, Los in the cockpit was also working hard, using [Reinforcement] to strengthen the nose material as much as possible, and using [Biofield] to slow down the disintegration of the fuselage cracks.

Amid the raging storm, metal fragments continued to break off from the remaining fuselage.

As the damaged aircraft descended, its speed gradually decreased until it came to a precarious stop low over the coast.

With his star-studded cape fluttering, Homelander landed on the shore of New York carrying the badly damaged half of the plane and almost all the surviving passengers.

The applause was thunderous!

When fire trucks, ambulances, helicopters, police cars, and media reporters surrounded the scene of the emergency landing, it was impossible to move.

A young Chinese man had already blended into the crowd and quietly left, without stealing even a glimpse of the glory from his compatriots, and with no intention of appearing in the news.

Analyzing mechanics and aircraft structure, planning an emergency landing, and constantly using superpowers all take a toll on physical and mental energy.

Los had burned out and was nearly exhausted.

He just wanted this incident to end there, and for the people of his homeland to forget him. He wanted to find a place to live a quiet and peaceful life and develop his skills.

However, this might be a bit difficult.

Surrounded by numerous media outlets and flashing lights, Homelander, looking like a superstar, flashed his signature smile, secretly memorizing the name Los in his heart.

He was thrilled by Los; that Chinese kid was definitely a talent, just his type.

This refers to marketing planning.

Queen Maeve, sitting in the impromptu interview area, kept glancing at the departing figure of the young Chinese man, her gaze slightly dazed.

"Loss, a freshman at Godotkin University."

She also memorized the name.

Without the other party's intervention, the situation would likely have turned out completely differently.