He used superhuman strength to conquer all of American comics!

"Perfect, this is really amazing!"

At the head of the conference room at the headquarters of the Wotech Group.

Homelander looked with delight at the photographic evidence in his hand of the butcher using superpowers.

With this, the passage of the bill to allow superhumans to be stationed in the military is a foregone conclusion!

As for why Butcher has superpowers, Homelander doesn't care; he'll deal with it later. Anyway, no superpower can beat him.

The man from the motherland gave the second-generation black-clad man an approving look.

He didn't believe that the train engine's brain, addicted to Compound V, could achieve that level of skill.

Sure enough, recruiting Los into the Seven was the right decision; this junior always manages to surprise him.

Homelander put down the photos and, on a whim, said, "Locomotive, Black, you guys did a great job this time. What kind of reward would you like?"

"Well..."

The locomotive wiped the sweat from its forehead; its tight-fitting combat suit was soaked, giving it a feeling of returning from hell to heaven.

I thought he was dead, but he came back to life.

If he could, he would want Compound V as a reward, or for Homelander to forgive his girlfriend for leaking information.

But these things are not easy to put out in the open, and the people of the motherland may not agree to them.

The locomotive hesitated for a moment.

Why not forgo the reward and instead take the opportunity to curry favor and show loyalty?

He subconsciously looked at the second-generation Xuanse, wanting to see how the other party would respond.

Compared to the locomotive, Black Los didn't think too much and said very simply:

"I haven't been a member of The Seven for long, and there's actually something I want to achieve!"

Tell me about it.

Homelander smiled slightly, and the other superheroes also looked like they were listening attentively.

The second-generation Xuan Se earnestly suggested, "How about we have a team-building party this weekend?"

Huh? A super seven-person team building activity?

The meeting room fell silent as soon as the so-called reward and proposal were announced.

Not to mention the heroic team members, even Homelander in the main seat and Ashley standing at the door were stunned.

In the past, the Seven have actually participated in all sorts of parties and events.

However, the members mostly participated separately, and the activities were heavily influenced by politics and business. There was no real team building activity among the seven members.

After all, we're just colleagues, and we're nowhere near as close as we appear in media interviews.

Moreover, long-time members know that their leader, Homelander, actually dislikes participating in activities, since it requires service or performance.

"I think the new black color suggestion is good."

Queen Maeve suddenly spoke, breaking the silence in the conference room.

This surprised many members, and even more unexpectedly, Homelander agreed!

At that moment, the heroes had no idea whether the faint smile on Homelander's face in the main seat was genuine or an act.

Two days later, on a weekend night.

Under a vast, unobstructed starry sky, at a private campsite in New York.

Wearing her usual platinum cape and battle suit, Starlight walked onto the soft, lush lawn and arrived at the team-building location.

She saw it from afar.

Several huge white camping tents have been set up on the lawn, along with many dining tables and sun loungers, and the campfire under the barbecue grill is glowing.

Besides Homelander, all the other heroes were also present, mostly wearing their own unique hero suits.

The locomotive was speeding back and forth transporting things, Deep Sea was busily setting up the barbecue grill, and Queen Maeve was preparing the drinks needed for the evening.

They dared not slacken their vigilance, knowing that the people of their motherland might arrive soon.

As for the culprit who proposed the Super Seven team-building event tonight, it was the second-generation Xuanse.

He was wearing a protective helmet and a black steel fiber suit, lounging lazily on a sun lounger, radiating a sense of relaxation.

At first glance, the scene is both comical and somewhat heartwarming.

Xingguang subconsciously slapped her smooth forehead.

She had the illusion that she was dreaming.

The Seven, a vicious superhuman team that is unjust and inhuman, actually have a day when the members gather around a campfire for team building?

Yes, I must be dreaming!

Starlight arrived at the campsite looking bewildered, when she heard Blackie, who was lying on a sun lounger, say:

"Starlight, you've come at the right time. Could you help wipe the table?"

"Okay, sure! Coming right away!"

Xingguang instinctively obeyed the instruction and picked up a rag to wipe the table.

She quickly realized what was happening, looked at the rag in her hand, then at the second-generation Xuan Se lounging in the chair, and gritted her teeth, saying:

"Wait, why aren't you doing any work?!"

Los smiled and replied, "Nobody's forcing you. Do it or don't."

The starlight fell silent.

She doesn't like doing housework at home; she's just used to being manipulated in the Super Seven.

She quietly puffed out her cheeks, put down the rag in her hand, and lay down on another sun lounger not far from Los.

The second-generation Black Los rested his head on his hand, half of his consciousness sinking into his soul space, and quietly asked:

"Is this what you wanted to see, Mr. Stark?"

"almost."

The weathered voice of the undead Iron Man echoed in the soul realm.

That's right, the unusual party that I orchestrated tonight was actually a new side quest that Los had just received.

From the popular American comic book NPC, the Undead Iron Man.

Conditions for achieving:

"Let's throw an exclusive party for the Super Seven!"

Completion Rewards:

Wakanda Nanotechnology!

Iron Man Tony Stark, a billionaire and playboy, loved parties in his lifetime.

Los knew this, but he never expected that hosting a party would lead to the acquisition of nanotechnology.

Sure enough, the soul space was too boring; he couldn't understand the joy of the amusement-seekers.

"Savor it, kid. Maybe many years from now you won't understand the special significance of tonight."

The undead Iron Man spoke with the wistful tone of someone who had been there all along.

In this instant.

He recalled one or two special gatherings from the distant past, where they had promised to meet again sometime, but later...

……

With a dreamlike sense of unreality, Xingguang gazed at the vast starry sky, listening to the crackling of the campfire, feeling an unprecedented sense of relaxation.

This was also the most relaxing day she had since joining The Seven.

call out!

Accompanied by a whooshing sound.

A figure descended from the sky; Homelander, draped in an American flag cape, landed on the campsite.

"Homelander".

"team leader."

The locomotive, Queen Maeve, and the Deep Sea all put down what they were doing and rushed forward.

Los sat up from the sun lounger and saw Starlight curled up asleep on it, breathing evenly.

Goodness, he's even more relaxed than him.

Los was both amused and exasperated, while the other heroes also looked tense, afraid of angering Homelander.

The arriving Homelander glanced briefly at the crowd.

He shrugged. "It's not like we're working overtime tonight, so just relax and be casual."

Perhaps even Homelander himself didn't realize that he had been looking forward to this gathering for a very long time.

There were no flashbulbs, no media reporters, no politicians or tycoons.

There was no purpose, no performance, it was just a gathering.

The Seven should love and support each other, shouldn't they?

The Fatherlander didn't laugh tonight; he maintained a serious and stern expression, striving to preserve his dignified image, with only a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.