The Boys: Viltrumite Evolution Panel

With this, his team underwent a complete transformation.

Four Homelanders appeared out of thin air.

Lucas could even imagine how spectacular Homelander’s face would look once he found out about this.

By then, he would most likely be crying and begging Soldier Boy for a dose of the original Compound V.

Tsk, just thinking about it gives me a rush.

...

Having armed his team to the teeth, Lucas had nothing else to do for the moment.

His pent-up frustration had been vented, Stormfront was taken care of, and since he was idle, it was time to see the old-timers.

Thus, those capitalist sharks were once again invited before Lucas, and this time, they were far more respectful!

When they met, they even presented a special card with both hands, representing unlimited spending and cash withdrawal limits...

"Not bad!"

Lucas called them out one by one, "All of you, there are rewards! Rewards upon rewards!"

He didn’t hesitate and healed these old geezers one by one; he made their aged and diseased cells regenerate, along with their organs... No dying allowed, stay strong for another hundred years.

Telomeres reaching their limit, huh? Come here, let me extend them a bit.

The entire process was smooth and fluid.

No one understood genetic engineering better than him; compared to the scourge virus, this was absolutely trivial.

When Lucas withdrew his hand, those old-timers couldn’t believe their eyes; they touched their faces, and the skin that had been covered in age spots and sagging was now firm and smooth again.

It was as if they had returned to twenty years ago.

"This... this is..."

"My God."

"I feel like I can live for another five hundred years!"

Then you’ll have to borrow that from Heaven.

Lucas had no intention of letting them live for five hundred years; furthermore, mortal minds had limits, and living that long would probably just leave them wanting to die every day.

Lucas hovered in mid-air, looking down on it all.

Those old-timers all knelt down in unison.

"Great Guardian!"

"You are our only God!"

"Forget those dogshit doctrines; we are willing to publish a scripture just for you, called the Lucas Scripture!"

Lucas’s forehead was covered in black lines.

The Lucas Scripture, huh, that’s something.

"Regarding Ashley becoming the female president, you’ve dragged it out for too long, and I’m a bit dissatisfied."

Lucas had no interest in becoming a god; he was a god.

"Since I, Lucas, promised something, I will definitely do it. Likewise, I don’t want to see anyone using my promise as an excuse to drag their feet and slack off."

"It’s just the presidency; you’re always making excuses about wind and rain, and if you can’t handle this little thing, I don’t think you need to keep working!"

Those old-timers quickly kowtowed.

"Guardian, you’ve misunderstood!" The leading elder hurriedly explained, "It’s not that we are delaying the nomination of Ms. Ashley; it’s just that America’s system requires following proper procedures."

"Procedures? Aren’t the principles in your hands? To hell with your procedures!"

"No, no, no, we still have to put up a front to save face."

The elder wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and explained to Lucas, "Guardian, you must understand, we can nominate an America president, but it takes time; it’s not as simple as yanking this president down today and pushing another one up."

"First of all, the current president’s term hasn’t ended yet. If you want him to step down early, you either wait for his term to end, or you have to go through the impeachment process."

"And impeachment is an extremely long and complex matter; it requires the House of Representatives to first initiate articles of impeachment, conduct investigations, and hold a vote."

"Even if the vote passes, it still has to be transferred to the Senate for trial, and ultimately requires an absolute majority of more than two-thirds of the senators to vote in favor to truly drive a president out of office."

"If any part of this process gets stuck, the whole thing has to start over."

Lucas frowned. So troublesome?

Not like the Viltrumite Empire.

He only needed to beat everyone into submission, and those people would willingly follow behind him, electing him as the leader, even using their entire lives to guard the star systems for him.

America is still so inefficient!

"And it doesn’t end there; even if the current president steps down smoothly, supporting someone else to take the position still requires going through the election process."

"From party primaries to party convention nominations, you have to spend money on nationwide campaigns, have debaters write arguments, participate in various TV shows to build a reputation, and only then is there a national vote!"

"We can decide the final candidate behind the scenes, and even influence the voting results, but the procedures on the surface absolutely cannot be bypassed; after all, the people below are watching!"

"If we look too greedy, it’s easy to get burned, and the losses will outweigh the gains!"

Lucas more or less understood. "Fine, well said, I’ve learned something new!"

"Anyway, I don’t care about anything else, I just want the presidential position. You guys hurry up, otherwise I’ll push a meteorite... Forget it, I’ll push Neptune over, and then push it back..."

Isn’t it just farming energy points?

He could even start a livestream and become the first superhero to traverse the sun with his physical body.

Traversing a black hole would also work, but there’s no technology for a synchronized livestream.

Ever since going to the Invincible World, his train of thought has broadened instantly.

"Oh my, no need for that, no need for that."

"It’s just the presidency; please let Neptune stay where it is, no need to trouble that celestial body."

"We will get you the president, the money, and your face back, all at once!"

Lucas patted the speaker’s shoulder, expressing strong approval.

"Then let Neptune stay for now?"

"Yes, yes, exactly!"

"Fine, I’ll let Neptune off the hook!"

"Oh right." Lucas suddenly remembered something, "Regarding the ’invincible’ and ’Wonder Man 2’ I’m filming... my budget is spent, and I don’t have a suitable production team on hand; you guys need to pay more attention to these matters."

"I will personally contribute another 100 billion, converted into gold, and transferred to your name; you can spend that special card from earlier however you like, you could even buy a city with it."

"I’ll contribute too!"

"I’m not giving money; you guys are so low-tier. I can provide ten nukes! After you buy it, just toss them; treat them like a couple of pop-its!"

Lucas took an extra look at that person; this kid has potential.

Although he hadn’t lived as long as him, he had already mastered the ways of the world.

"Oh right, there’s also an American TV series ’Supernatural’; I want to film a series for Soldier Boy, focusing on horror themes, and I can play God. What do you think?"

"Why play God?"

The elder looked furious, "Aren’t you God? Whoever dares to say a word of nonsense, I’ll have them take a rocket overnight and shoot them straight into the sun!"

"Oh my, that would be such a treat!"

Another one shook his head and said, "Better to just sink them in the ocean; tie them to a stone and let them sink slowly. I guarantee they’ll die slowly and painfully!"

"Sensible!"

Lucas nodded.

As expected of the old-timers, they are so comfortable to train; they understand things so quickly!

It’s true, the older generation really has the skills!

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