The Boys: Viltrumite Bloodline Panel

No one can use you if you are useless.

The longer you don’t pee, the longer you pee.

If your enemy can predict your next move, then don’t move.

~ Sun Tzu, the art of Ragebate

______

Over the past few months, under the operation of Clever Ape, Ashley’s path to the presidential election had been proceeding exceptionally smoothly.

Her popularity was steadily rising, and she was getting closer and closer to that chair in the White House, making her look full of vigor and ambition.

Of course, behind the scenes, it was also inseparable from the veterans paving the way.

Looking back, she could actually fulfill her promise now.

"Sir, are you looking for me?" Ashley hugged a tablet and pushed the door open to walk in.

Hillel did not speak, but simply took out a syringe from the drawer, which shimmered with a faint blue luster, though its color looked even deeper than ordinary Compound V.

He gently placed the syringe on the tabletop.

Ashley’s gaze fell upon that syringe, and her eyes flickered slightly.

Having stayed at Vought for so long, she naturally recognized what that thing was: Compound V.

With Hillel’s authority, even if he were to pee Compound V all into the moat, no one would dare to say a thing.

"Sir, this is... Compound V?" Ashley asked with some doubt.

"Do you know about the Odessa Plan?" Hillel did not answer, instead asking a seemingly irrelevant question.

Ashley nodded.

Now possessing extremely high authority, she was already able to access many of Vought’s most core secrets.

"I know, that was a top-secret experimental plan by Vought in its early years."

She slowly said, "That plan ultimately successfully created two Meta-humans, one is Mary Moreau, who is currently still under supervision, and the other is Homelander."

"However, up until now, the Odessa Plan is regarded as... how should I put it, a not-so-successful experiment."

"That’s right."

Hillel nodded; the Odessa Plan was from the Boys spin-off series Gen V.

Thinking of Gen V made it even harder to keep a straight face.

Homelander’s ending was indeed hasty, but Gen V was even fucking hastier; making an appearance at the end thinking they were going to enter, only to drive away in a car.

Mary Moreau’s power wasn’t highlighted at all.

Instead, she became a Joker.

Hillel reached out and pointed to the syringe on the table. "This is an improved version of Compound V without any side effects. The Supe it can create is even more powerful than those from the Odessa Plan. Do you know what this means?"

Ashley’s brain felt as if it had been struck by a thunderbolt.

She instantly understood Hillel’s meaning, abruptly raising her head, her expression changing again and again.

"Sir, I... I definitely don’t have that thought!"

"I have always been your loyal dog!"

"Whatever you tell me to do, I will do; I would never dare to disobey, even if it means eating your excrement..."

Hillel wore a constipated look.

"Ashley, you are actually quite a talent!" Hillel gave a thumbs up. "Of course, I don’t mean your ability, but your peerless expression capability!"

"You always manage to bring me immense shock in ordinary conversations!"

Ashley smiled a little sheepishly.

Expressing loyalty, after all!

Moreover, nowadays in many high-level aristocratic circles, there were quite a few who engaged in perverted things; if Hillel were to shout out, a bunch of people wearing gold masks would definitely come running over.

Excrement?

What ordinary people shit is called excretion, but what a The Guardian produces—what if it’s an elixir of immortality!

"Alright, what kind of filthy garbage are you thinking about in your head again." Hillel clapped his hands.

As soon as he returned to The Boys, he had to suppress his own power, facing far too many restrictions compared to the invincible World, making him feel like he was living in a World built of paper.

"I wouldn’t dare!"

"Cut the crap, Ashley. Inject this tube of syringe into your blood vessels, and you will become a Meta-human!"

"Not only will you be the first female President in the history of America, but you will also become a female President with superpowers."

"Based on my understanding of you, your superpower will also be one of the most powerful superpowers on the Planet. From then on, no one will ever be able to threaten you again!"

Hillel curved the corner of his mouth. "Even Homelander, oh! Are you really not tempted?"

Ashley’s breathing grew rapid.

Being even more powerful than Homelander meant she could trample Homelander beneath her feet, cursing him however she wanted in the future without bearing any pressure.

She had almost no hesitation.

"I accept, sir, please bestow power upon me!"

Hillel nodded with satisfaction, flicking the syringe across, which stuck into Ashley’s neck.

The faint blue liquid slowly poured into her body.

The effect was almost instantaneous... er.

A sudden mutation occurred.

"Mmm..."

Ashley let out a muffled grunt, her entire body trembling violently.

The majestic energy contained within that improved Compound V was crazily surging inside her body, modifying her gene sequence.

Completely different from the narrow escape with the original version, her body did not ulcerate nor bleed; that energy docilely flowed along her blood vessels, reshaping every single one of her cells.

Ashley only felt her five senses become exceptionally acute, and her mind also became clear.

Her brain previously had simply been like it was covered with a layer of brain fog.

And what was most miraculous was that countless noisy voices, at this very moment, surged into her mind without any warning.

Those were the thoughts of everyone in the entire Vought Tower.

The receptionist downstairs was mentally complaining about how terrible today’s coffee was; the manager of the next-door department seemed to be plotting how to withhold employee bonuses and then use Vought’s position to line his own pockets.

Two interns in the corridor were gossiping about related backdoor trading issues between themselves and a The Guardian...

Hundreds and thousands of chaotic thoughts, like a tidal wave, instantly overwhelmed Ashley.

"This... this is..." Ashley widened her eyes in disbelief.

Telepathy!

She was actually able to hear the sounds deep inside other people’s hearts!

Hillel looked at her shocked appearance with a calm expression. "It probably shouldn’t be just these. Continue to develop it, maybe there are other abilities!"

Ashley forcefully endured the chaotic thoughts in her mind, subconsciously focusing her gaze onto Hillel.

But the next second, her expression turned strange.

"Sir, I... I cannot read any of your thoughts! Your mind is just like an un-peepable void! It’s simply... too great!"

Hillel nodded. "I am immune to mind control. Even if I open my mind to let you read, the things I see would be able to dissolve your mind!"

This really wasn’t bragging.

To an ordinary person, the things in his head were getting close to Cthulhu.

"Use your superpower on someone else! Let’s see if there are any extra derivative abilities; telepathy alone is still too useless."

Ashley was half-doubting; she hardly needed to get used to her power, treating it like an instinct as she read into a passing cleaner.

"This floor has already been cleaned, I gotta hurry up and go to the next floor, otherwise the manager will dock my salary again, that son of a bitch..."

"It hasn’t been cleaned yet, sweep it again!"

Ashley spoke subconsciously, and that cleaner was just about to leave, but a second later, he dazedly stopped his footsteps.

"Oh yes, how could I forget, this floor hasn’t been cleaned yet!"

Finished speaking, he pushed his cleaning cart and returned to his original position.

Ashley woke up with a start.

She had successfully rewritten that person’s memory!

Telepathy, mind rewriting.

This was a complete set of superpowers, and moreover, it seemed to have no side effects whatsoever!

Ashley was a veteran PR person, of course knowing that peeping into others’ deepest secrets and rewriting memories was simply like adding wings to a tiger for a politician about to ascend to the pinnacle of power.

"Sir, wait for me a moment!"

Ashley suddenly started running fast, but with a burst of force, the high heels under her feet were directly crushed into pieces, and even half of her foot sank into the floor.

"Oh, Fuck!"

Ashley cursed, running out with uneven steps.

A few minutes later.

A bottle of lubricant appeared in her hand.

"Sir, I can give you my ass virginity, and you can even fist my..."

"What the actual fuck is wrong with you, huh!?? Get out, Ashley! Or I’ll blow your head off!"

Hillel snorted in a second.

____

Early access to 12 advance Chapters.

P@t: MilkLoverFanfics

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!