The severe pain in his chest reminded the motherland all the time that he was injured.
Yes.
He, homeender, was born a strong man of the motherland.
He was actually injured!?
"Hahaha--"
The people of the motherland gasped for breath.
Every breath he took gave him heart-burning pain.
As a result, the captain of the Seven Super Heroes, a perfect hero who seemed to have no weaknesses in the eyes of the outside world, burst into tears and burst into tears.
Madeleine, who was waiting for the outcome of the incident in the courtyard of the villa, was completely frightened.
She didn't seem to expect that Experimental Subject C306 was even a hundred times more powerful than Edgar said!
Even the people of the motherland who have never lost have lost?
Madeleine shuddered.
A superhuman being separated from Vought and uncontrollable would bring unspeakable turmoil to the entire United States and even the entire world!
At this time, Jon came out wearing a bath towel.
Looking at the struggling people of the motherland on the ground, he said condescendingly: "Stop acting in front of me, you weakling. This injury is nothing to you, you won't die."
Jon's actions were very measured.
Although the people of the motherland do not have incredible vitality, their physical fitness is many times stronger than that of ordinary people. The bloody hole looks scary.
In fact, by resting peacefully for ten and a half months, the people of the motherland can recover as before.
The boy with the fake smile could no longer fake a smile. He looked at Jon in horror, not daring to say a word. It was like the kid king who was used to bullying people in the kindergarten and suddenly met a world boxing champion.
That kind of strong contrast directly reduced the mentality of the people of the motherland to pieces.
certainly.
Alongside the fear, there was also an unprecedented intensity of resentment.
It's just that his thoughts are too easy to guess.
Jon raised the corner of his mouth and slowly landed in front of the motherland, "Are you not convinced?"
He patted his chest and said, "Come on, hit me."
The people of the motherland were stunned.
He had never heard such a strange request in his life!
"I said, hit me." Jon repeated, "Hurry up! Don't say I didn't give you a chance."
With heaven and man fighting in his heart, the man of the motherland stood up unsteadily. He suppressed the severe pain in his body and wiped his face.
"Stop whining, hit me!"
Jon was extremely rude and slapped the motherland man with a 'pop' sound, "hitme!"
"ah!!!!!"
The clay figurine still has a certain amount of anger, not to mention the immature natives of the motherland.
He roared angrily.
When he punched out, an explosion of energy was visible to the naked eye.
boom!
The fist hit Jon's strong chest firmly.
In Madeleine's sight, the entire arm of the Motherland underwent an extremely terrifying deformation.
The people of the motherland who were full of rage one second and wished they could eat Jon's flesh and blood were covering their arms and kneeling on the ground again the next second.
"The opportunity was given to you, but you didn't use it. Ah? The opportunity was given to you, but you didn't use it either!" Jon stretched out his hand and grabbed the hair of the motherland, "You will know who is the boss in the future, right?"
The people of the motherland were so painful that they could not speak.
Swear to God, he didn't want to stay in this place for a minute longer.
Jon smiled coldly.
Wouldn't it be a lot less fun to destroy the people of the motherland so early?
He has his own plans...
Letting go of his hand, Jon turned to look at Madeline, "You can truthfully write down what I did today in your report. It doesn't matter. I don't mind."
Under that sharp hawk-like gaze, Madeleine didn't even dare to raise her head.
Jon didn't care either, treating the two of them as if they were nothing, and carelessly drifted back to the villa.
When Madeleine saw it, she hesitated again and again, but walked quickly to the motherland. She knelt down and asked with concern: "Are you okay? How do you feel?"
"I...do I look like I'm okay?"
The people of the motherland look like a little boy who was wronged outside and went home to complain to his mother.
Madeline knew very well what the people of her motherland were like, so she did not argue with him. Instead, she opened her arms and hugged tightly the leader of superheroes who had been deflated one after another.
Feeling the strong and mellow mature woman's breath, the pain in the mother's chest and arms seemed to have eased a bit.
By some strange coincidence, he rubbed his face against Madeleine's chest, showing an intoxicated smile.
Madeline felt disgusted in her heart, but her face was extremely gentle, "This mission failed. The responsibility is not yours, but the company's lack of information about Jon Joestar.
He is not at all what Edgar said, with the ability to control lightning and teleport others. People of the motherland, he is more powerful than we imagined."
After pondering for a moment, she added: "Much more powerful!"
The people of the motherland have the most say in this matter. He nodded repeatedly.
But then, he seemed to remember something, and said harshly: "He's not that great. I just wasn't prepared this time."
Madeleine knew that the people of her motherland were losing face, but now was not the time to think about this.
She tried to bridge the gap between the people of her motherland.
However, the motherland waved her hands and stood up by herself.
He looked back at the villa behind him. The big hole in the wall looked like a monster's mouth. He gritted his teeth.
Reluctance, resentment, fear, humiliation...
Mixed feelings.
Finally, the motherland took a deep breath, followed Madeleine, and limped away.
...
...
Watt Company Headquarters, President's Office.
"What are you talking about? Even the people of the motherland are no match for him?!" Edgar, who was in a high position, frowned.
After listening to Madeleine's report, he pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, crossed his fingers on the table, and murmured to himself: "This is not going to be easy."
Madeleine swallowed and her expression became more serious than ever before, "Mr. President, the success of Provisional Compound No. 5 is certainly exciting, but if an experimental subject like C306, which is not controlled by the company, is allowed to do whatever it wants, I'm worried...
.”
Madeleine didn't finish her words, but her meaning was obvious.
——No one likes an uncontrolled time bomb buried next to them.
Edgar thought for a long time, but couldn't come up with any good ideas.
If even the people of the motherland can't control c306, let alone other superheroes.
Therefore, the strategy he formulated must be changed...
Thinking of this, Edgar asked: "During the process of contact with c306, did you find any personality problems or weaknesses in him?"
Don't underestimate the intuition of a superior person. Madeleine is one person below ten thousand people in Walter Company, and her vision is quite vicious.
Madeleine pondered for a moment, then recalled, "He gave me a very different feeling. He had a kind of arrogance that looked down upon everything, and he also had an indifference that didn't matter even if everything was destroyed. More importantly, he was very smart.
.”
Madeleine patiently explained: “In front of him, the people of the motherland are like children who don’t understand anything and are easily fooled.
As for the real strength...
I'm sorry, but I can't make a clear judgment because there's not enough data."
"That's it." Edgar pinched his eyebrows.
Walt is a company that deals in superheroes. In his opinion, all superheroes are no different from the products on supermarket shelves.
But c306 is different.
First of all, he was not an experimental subject cultivated by the company since he was a child. Instead, he chose to cooperate with Watt Company and participate in the injection experiment of temporary compound No. 5 after he became an adult.
It is easy to create on a blank canvas, but very difficult to modify an already painted work.
And considering the strength of c306.
Edgar knew that if this matter could not be properly handled, the success of the temporary compound No. 5 would be the end of the entire Vought Company.
He sighed, "Arrange for me and c306... No, arrange for me to meet with Jon Joestar.
Some things have to be faced, sooner rather than later.”
Madeline listened and said with some hesitation: "But CEO, your safety issue..."
Edgar twitched his lips, "Although I haven't actually met Jon Joestar, it's not difficult to tell from your description that that guy is a smart man.
Therefore, he chose to cripple the people of the motherland in front of you in an extremely powerful manner.
I think he wanted to send a signal to Watt Company through this incident that he was uncontrollable, but he was not exclusive of cooperation.
Otherwise, do you think you and the people of the motherland can get out of that villa?"
It was only then that Madeleine felt a sense of fear in her heart.
Mainly because the other superheroes she comes into contact with are basically no different from ordinary people except for their own powerful abilities.
There are also weaknesses.
It's even bigger than ordinary people.
For Madeleine, these are controllable points.
But Jon Joestar is different. This guy is like a stick full of spikes, and it's hard to hold it smoothly.
Perhaps leaving it to President Edgar is the best choice, and if something happens to him...
An idea flashed unconsciously in her mind, and Madeleine lowered her head deeply.
Although Edgar is smart, he is not omniscient, so naturally he did not see Madeleine's little thoughts.
He straightened his collar and said, "Anyway, it's up to you to arrange this matter."
Madeleine kept saying yes.
One day later, a certain five-star restaurant.
"We finally meet, Mr. Joestar. I am the president of Watt Company. You can call me Edgar."
Different from usual days, Edgar didn't have any airs about him, but showed an amiable appearance.
Jon glanced at the other person and chuckled: "Then I'm not polite. Edgar, what do you want from me?"
"You're too outspoken, Jon." Edgar calmly used the title to narrow the relationship between the two parties. "Strictly speaking, you and I are colleagues."
"There's no need to build relationships or anything like that." Jon was still laughing, "I don't have a good impression of Walter Company."
As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly and looked directly into the brown eyes under Edgar's gold-rimmed glasses, "If you were also tied to a hospital bed and went through inhumane experiments all day long, I believe that what you and I think
It will be surprisingly consistent.”
Of course, Edgar was no stranger to the tricky things in the laboratory, but on this occasion, he didn't want to bring the topic to this aspect.
He changed his mind and said: "That is just a necessary sacrifice for human evolution, and you, Jon, are the great pioneer."
"Ha ha."
Jon smiled even wider.
"There's no such thing as a pioneer. I'm just a layman. My biggest wish is to enjoy myself."
Hearing this, Edgar's heart moved.
I'm not afraid that you have requirements, but I'm afraid that you don't have requirements.
enjoy?
This is easy to handle.
The assets of Watt Company are enough for you to spend ten lifetimes!
But before that, the front still needs to be unified...
Edgar did not speak in a hurry and took the initiative to cut a good steak for Jon, "Let's talk frankly."
He pushed the plate to Jon, "Walter Company needs you very much, not only for the precious blood flowing in your body, but also for your unparalleled strength."
Jon said nothing and stuck his fork into the steak.
In an instant, blood overflowed.
"I don't eat raw food." After muttering to himself, Jon snapped his fingers.
Swish.
A wisp of fire appeared out of thin air.
Such strangeness made Edgar's pupils shrink sharply.
The flames jumped from Jon's fingertips to the medium-rare steak as if they were intelligent.
Zila Zila——
The sound of the fat being cooked was so clear at this moment.
Edgar gently clenched his fist, but soon let it go.
Control thunderstorms, phase movement, flight, indestructibility, scorching light, control of flames...
How much capability does the c306 have?
Where is his limit!
When the steak was completely cooked, Jon nodded with satisfaction.
He picked up a piece with a fork and stuffed it into his mouth very casually.
"I have a big appetite." He said with a half-smile while chewing.
We are all foxes of thousands of years, no one should let anyone play with them.
Edgar knew that the other party felt that he did not have enough chips.
Pushing up his glasses, he said the plan he had decided before, "Join Watt Company, the company will give you treatment far better than that of the people in the motherland. Money, cars, houses, women, as long as you ask, the company will find ways to give it to you.
Get it."
"That's all?" Jon asked with a smile.
Edgar was silent for a moment, "Maybe you are more interested in power?"
Unexpectedly, Jon shook his head, "Power is like the diamond on the crown, everyone wants it.
But when you have the whole world, would you care about a diamond?"
Edgar was at a rare loss for words.
After a long while, he asked tentatively: "So, what do you want?"
Jon laughed, "Don't be so nervous, I was just joking with you.
Join Watt Company? Yes, why should I refuse such a good thing?"
If it hadn't been for what he said just now, Edgar might be content.
But now, the Vought Corporation president's mind is filled with extended associations about the world and diamonds.
But no matter what the other person was thinking, Jon took the initiative to reach out.
Edgar was stunned for a moment and quickly reacted.
Hold the two hands together.
"Welcome to officially join Walter Company. You will be the brand new brand promoted by the company in the future."
"That's great. I'm very interested in becoming a star."
At the same time, Walter Company headquarters.
The man from the motherland walked out of the ward with his body wrapped in bandages.
Take a deep breath.
Um.
Without Jon Joestar, even the air is a lot cleaner.
Lowering his head, he said to himself: "Forget that guy, Homer, you are the best."