The Boys: Ultimate Multiversal Lifeform

"Alright, stop wasting both our time. What's your third condition?" Edgar was gradually losing patience.

After a long pause, Butcher finally spoke. "As the executive CEO of Vought Group you definitely control the research and development of Compound V. Since that's the case you should be very familiar with supes. I want to know their weaknesses."

"Weaknesses of my best products?" Edgar was a bit hesitant.

"They don't have any weaknesses. If they had weaknesses, why would I go to such lengths to trade Ryan away from your hands."

After hearing this Butcher couldn't help a cold laugh. "If I'm not mistaken you should just be an ordinary person. Then what makes you think you can control them? Aren't you afraid of backlash?"

He simply didn't believe that this old fox Edgar had no backup plan.

Unexpectedly Edgar also followed with a cold laugh. "Heh, this isn't something you need to care about. But if I really have to say a weakness, powerful supes' hearing is generally extremely sensitive. Some sounds that ordinary people can't hear are extremely piercing noise to them."

"Some sounds? You mean ultrasound and infrasound?"

Edgar didn't answer, but shifted the topic. "Since I've already satisfied your requirements, next should we talk about the mysterious man. When did he start contacting you."

"When Translucent died. He was the one who killed Translucent." Butcher's tone was calm.

"Continue." Hearing that the mysterious man killed Invisible Man, a wave rose in Edgar's heart.

Then Butcher picked some relatively unimportant things to talk about.

"That's all I know. He's always been very mysterious and hasn't had too much contact with us. We don't even know his name."

"As long as he has appeared he will definitely leave traces. Within a month at most I can dig him out." Edgar appeared full of confidence. With Vought Group's power, wanting to find one person was simply as easy as turning over a hand, no difficulty at all. After all Vought's network of connections spread across the entire United States. Even inside the U.S. government there were people belonging to him, Edgar.

But in the following two months reality ruthlessly slapped him hard across the face.

Although he found Ivan by retrieving the surveillance from the golf course, when he sent Ivan's photo to the New York State Vital Records Office, Social Security Administration, Department of Motor Vehicles and other departments, the results he received greatly disappointed him. In all the population archives there had never been any record of information related to Ivan.

This guy was like he appeared out of thin air. Apart from a few sparse surveillance screens, he left no other traces.

On the other side.

Although Hughie extremely hated cooperating with Vought Group, things had already reached this point and he couldn't say much more. He could only pour all his energy into work.

"Hughie, come to my office for a moment." Victoria called Hughie to her office.

While browsing the documents on the desk she said, "Don't be nervous. I called you over only to praise your work attitude, and I plan to appoint you as the team leader of Superhuman Management Team Seven."

"Thank you. I feel extremely honored." While excited, Hughie's attention was still attracted by the television on the wall. On the television screen a Vought press conference was being live-streamed. The host on stage was Greevs. Standing behind him were Homelander, Stormfront, Starlight and a group of other superheroes.

Flashlights on the scene kept lighting up.

But the expressions of the superheroes mostly looked quite unnatural, especially Homelander, who had almost written the words "I am very unhappy" on his face.

"After a rigorous internal investigation by Vought, we discovered that the person who leaked and sold Compound V was someone else. It was a cleaner in Vought's laboratory. We have already handed this person over to the relevant departments. Therefore the charges previously leveled against Ms. Starlight were completely baseless. It was the lowest-level mistake committed by Vought.

"On behalf of Vought Group I will express the most sincere apology to Ms. Starlight and hope to obtain her forgiveness.

"In addition I must also announce a piece of news that fills us with sorrow. Our superhero, and the superhero of the entire United States, Pure White Witch, was attacked by super-terrorists while carrying out a mission not long ago. By the time Homelander, Stormfront and Black Noir arrived, Pure White Witch had unfortunately heroically sacrificed herself.

"But her fearless spirit is worth us forever remembering. Next I will show everyone the photo of the criminal."

Ivan pressed the remote control button in his hand. His expression had no change at all.

On the screen behind him the photo of "Yuuji" appeared prominently. The reporters on site hurriedly pressed the shutter buttons.

The constantly flashing white light illuminated the stage as if it was daytime.

"I hope everyone can remember this face. He is an extremely dangerous individual. Any clues related to him can be reported to Vought Company. Vought will offer a reward of fifteen million dollars for information on him. Any valuable clues will receive bonuses of varying amounts from us at Vought."

The first time he was putting a bounty on himself, Ivan felt a bit strange. But Edgar really put in a lot of blood money.

After all fifteen million dollars was not a small number. It had almost refreshed the upper limit of the bounty amount for wanted criminals.

"Ms. Neuman, have you ever seen the person on the television?" Hughie casually asked.

Victoria shook her head.

Two months ago Edgar had already found her, wanting her to find the person in the photo. But no matter how she searched she never found the person in the photo.

Although there were some guys with similar appearances, after examining them one by one none of them met the conditions.

"Is there anything else?" Victoria asked.

"Nothing. Wish you a pleasant life, Ms. Neuman." Hughie left Victoria's office with a smile.

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At this moment, in a basement not far from Vought Tower.

Frenchie, who had returned from vacation, was at the messy workbench, head down tinkering with the latest researched sonic weapon.

"Two months. Edgar still hasn't found the mysterious man. As expected the mysterious man lives up to being called the mysterious man. Even with Vought Group pouring in all its strength they still can't find him. Look, Vought Group has already started mobilizing civilian forces." Frenchie looked up with schadenfreude and glanced at the television.

"Tsk tsk tsk, fifteen million dollars. Just thinking about it makes the heart race. If I had this amount of money who the fuck would still do this shitty work."

Frenchie currently could only rely on modifying and repairing guns for gangs and other such businesses to earn living expenses.

Kimiko had even become an assassin, specifically taking on bounty missions against evil people to help with household expenses.

"Look, this is the sonic weapon you wanted."

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