Minecraft: Steve came to the back room

Hugh Campbell was the protagonist of the story, but not anymore.

Ignoring the two who were leaving quickly, Yang Bo turned around and walked to the locomotive, squatted down and looked at it.

A Black male, around 27 or 28 years old, with a lean and muscular physique, typical of a sprinter.

"Did you take drugs? Do you still have any on you?"

The locomotive has recovered somewhat by now, and at least its cries aren't as pitiful anymore.

After being enhanced by "Compound No. 5", his physical fitness and recovery ability were improved. His only weakness was his heart.

"Damn bastard, who are you?"

He struggled to sit up but couldn't, his voice laced with panic and threat:

"Homelander will not allow outsiders to provoke the Seven! If you mess with me, you're making an enemy of the entire Vought!"

"Coincidentally, the Seven and Vought were already my targets as soon as I found out where I was."

Reaching for the backpack slung over the train engine's shoulder, the train engine was about to speak, but seeing Yang Bo's gaze, he obediently shut his mouth.

The backpack was full of random things.

However, he still found what he wanted in a small box inside.

A bottle of clear, deep blue liquid medicine was sealed in a glass medicine bottle.

"Compound No. 5"

"Permanently rewrites the living organism's genetic sequence upon use, randomly granting awakened superpowers."

"The younger the user, the greater the potential for awakening superpowers."

P.S.: I'm talking about potential, not strength!

Chapter 309 Awakening Superpowers

"Huh? No restrictions? No probability of death? Is this still Compound 5?"

Compound 5 is a subsequent iteration, and its danger and potential have been reduced proportionally.

But that doesn't mean there's no danger; it just means the mortality rate has been suppressed to an acceptable level.

'Walt Corporation.'

Regardless of good or evil, Yang Bo simply wanted some Compound 5, and preferably the production line as well.

'Take a lot of Compound V back with you then, 500 points a bottle, and sell them to the homeless students at the school like lottery tickets.'

The Vought International is so powerful that it has cultivated many special individuals, both openly and secretly, but only one Homelander has emerged.

However, with such a large pool of players, there will always be one or two S or SR players. As for SSR players, that depends on luck.

But let's take a gamble first!

'use!'

Pure superpowers have no effect on his body or spiritual power. If the special abilities he gains are useless, then he'll just pretend he never used them.

The "compound five" that should theoretically have been injected intravenously has disappeared.

When Yang Bo saw the notification in the chat box, he made a face that looked like he'd eaten shit.

I can't spit it out, and I can't swallow it down.

"Congratulations on gaining the superpower 'Poop Control Lv1' using Compound No. 5."

"No way, I was just thinking about whether poop control counts as a superpower, and you give me poop control?!"

What do you mean by this skill?

It's powerful, but once you have this skill, it's basically out of reach for ordinary people.

He glanced at the locomotive lying on the ground and gave a very apologetic look.

"Locomotive, I'm sorry..."

"Poop Control Techniques"

"OH!! NO! NO! NO!"

A minute later, the locomotive lay motionless on the ground, utterly despondent, looking up at the azure sky and Yang Bo's departing figure.

Recalling everything that happened today, I felt incredibly remorseful.

'I shouldn't have done drugs and raced...'

If I hadn't been on drugs and speeding, I wouldn't have met this pervert. If I hadn't met this pervert, my arm wouldn't have been broken, and I wouldn't have been raped.

Yang Bo hummed a little tune as he put the banknotes the locomotive had lent him into his pocket.

"What brought tears to my eyes wasn't just the alcohol from last night."

The skills are a bit flashy, but they are really strong!

A yellow taxi drove up from a distance. Yang Bo stood by the roadside and stretched out his hand. The taxi nimbly stopped in front of him.

I opened the car door and sat in the back seat.

"Thank you, to Water Corporation."

The driver, a Chinese American, glanced back in the rearview mirror and asked, "Are you planning to audition for Vought International?"

At this point, the Lamplighter, a member of the seven-man Vought Group, was forced to leave the team, freeing up a spot.

Vought launched a nationwide search for superhumans, and Annie (Starlight) was ultimately chosen.

"I want to broaden my horizons."

"The Water Group, ha..."

The driver scoffed dismissively, and Yang Bo chimed in with interest, "You think Water Company is bad?"

Are you Chinese?

"Just arrived."

Yang Bo said this entirely in Chinese.

"What the book says is true. This godforsaken place is full of capitalists. No matter how glamorous they are, they are all ruthless people who will eat you alive."

Clearly, this guy who came here has awakened, but unfortunately, he's been here too long and can't go back.

Along the way, this guy talked a lot of third-rate gossip about the Water Company, which broadened Yang Bo's horizons.

Happy times are always short-lived. The taxi stopped downstairs at the Vought Corporation building, and a large number of 'superpowered individuals' who had participated in the preliminary test filed out of the building.

"Hey, young man, take my advice. Go back and earn less; it'll be safer than staying here."

"I know, I'll leave after this job."

Yang Bo waved goodbye to the enthusiastic driver, just then a figure somewhat recklessly bumped into him.

"Again?"

Are the superhumans in The Boys really that lacking in self-control?

'Huh? Caviar?'

Upon seeing the person's appearance and attire, he immediately showed a surprised expression.

I never expected to encounter Starlight so soon after arriving in the world of The Boys.

Annie, who has not yet officially joined the group of seven, looks like a young girl in her early twenties, with light blonde hair, clean and gentle eyebrows and eyes, and light blue eyes.

She exuded the unique naiveté of a small-town girl.

She was wearing a platinum gold bodysuit provided by Wotler, and she looked sunny and kind.

'It seems the Starlight spot has already been decided.'

The entire talent show was a performance manipulated by Walter Capital, with the results predetermined. The fair competition that the audience saw was just a public relations show.

He reached out and helped the other person up.

"Be careful."

Annie quickly steadied herself and apologized somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

Yang Bo looked at Xingguang's golden eyes and smiled gently: "It's alright, you can go now."

With that, Yang Bo strode towards the Water Company.

Annie was charmed by Yang Bo's smile and immediately turned to stand beside him, asking:

"Hey, are you from Vought International?"

"No, I'm here to rob you."

Upon hearing this, Annie was taken aback at first, then flashed a smile like that of a girl next door:

"Haha, you're robbing the Vought Corporation?? That's the funniest thing I've ever heard."

It must be said that Annie was indeed pure and lovely before joining the Seven, which is why the Vought Group chose her.

"You must be here for the selection process too, right? But it's over for today. I'd like to invite you for a coffee. Do you have time?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Bo stopped and looked at the starlight, smiling helplessly:

"I never lie, but since you've invited me, let's go for a drink."

He pointed to a coffee shop not far from the street.

"How about that coffee shop over there?"

"can."

The two found a quiet spot in the coffee shop and sat down. Yang Bo gazed at the streetlights gradually coming on outside the window.

"The coffee in this coffee shop smells really good, it must taste pretty good."

He turned his head and looked at Anne.

"My name is Yang Bo, thank you for the coffee."

"Yang Bo?"