Chapter 124: The Homelander is probably a Scorpio "What do you sell here?" the native asked casually. In fact, even the strongest liquor cannot stimulate the taste buds of the people of our motherland. Getting drunk was even more of a luxury for him. Going to the pub and getting drunk is just a symbolic ritual. “We sell everything.” The woman suddenly said, "It just depends on what you want." You are so arrogant. The Homelander suddenly sneered: "Do you know who I am? How dare you say look at what I want!" "I know."
The woman suddenly pointed to the side, where there was a small TV that was showing a movie. "Isn't that you the one above?" What is being broadcast on TV now is the previous interview with the motherland. He was full of energy and vigor in front of the camera, completely different from his current somewhat tired self. “Do you really mean what you say on TV?” The woman asked, “I actually have a special gift, I can see into other people’s hearts. "Some people may look like they will never fall, but they are actually softer than anyone else. I can tell." After hearing this, the Chinese people began to take this woman seriously. Then he realized that although she had strange makeup on her face, there was also a horrifying scar at the corner of her mouth. But she is actually very beautiful, and it is the kind of beauty that is kind and tolerant. The people of my country only vaguely felt a hint of this kind of beauty in Madeleine. "What's your name?" he said suddenly. "You can call me Martha." The woman smiled. "Martha...Martha..." The Homelander silently repeated the name several times, and then said with interest: "You just said you can see into other people's hearts? Then look at mine." The Chinese people simply do not believe in this miraculous ability. My external image has long been fixed. He is the god on earth who protects the earth! He is so powerful that no one can see what is in his heart! Homelander was full of confidence, but Martha just glanced at him indifferently.
“You’re lonely,” she said. The expression of the motherland was stunned for a moment. He changed his sitting position and clasped his hands together to cover his mouth. "Why do you say that?" The Homelander said in a muffled voice, "If you can't give a reason, then I don't agree with this conclusion." Martha continued to clean the cup. "Then do you often daydream alone? You live in the flowers and applause every day, but you always feel that those people are far away from you, and no one can see your heart. "You are not perfect. You are very jealous and vengeful. Most importantly, you are a person who has a clear distinction between love and hate. “If someone treats you badly, you want to repay them a hundredfold, and if someone treats you well, you want to do more for them. “It’s a pity that no one really loves you. “You are longing for a friend, a friend who will not betray you, lie to you, or deny you, but you have never met him. "My countryman, beneath your invulnerable exterior, there actually lives a bad kid inside you." The motherland stopped talking, his heart was surging. Oh my god, this is totally me! The Homelander looked at this woman named Martha in shock. Every word she said just now was a perfect description of herself! "How did you know..." he said. Could it be that this woman also has some super powers? Just like the Sense8, able to read other people's minds? If this is the case…… The Homelander's eyes suddenly became sharp. A superpower that can read minds? Such people cannot be kept! Even the Sense8 has to touch other people's skin to read their minds, but this woman doesn't need any restrictions at all. In front of her, I have no secrets at all. "You seem to have murderous intentions towards me." Martha wiped a cup and put it back on the shelf, then picked up the cocktail shaker and started mixing the drinks. "You can kill me if you want. I can't stop you, but at least wait until I finish mixing this drink." It was the first time that the Chinese had seen such a woman. He had no fear of himself at all, and when he spoke, he just treated him as an ordinary person. Homelander could hear Martha's heartbeat. His heart rate was normal and steady, and there was no fluctuation even when he had just revealed his murderous intent.
interesting. Homelander decided not to kill Martha for the time being. "You were wrong just now." Homelander corrected him, "It's not that no one loves me, everyone loves me!" "Really?" Martha glanced at Homelander with a half-smile, "That's good." This attitude made the words that the motherland was about to say get stuck in his throat. Martha said calmly, “There is a book that says there are 20,000 people in this world who are soul mates with you, but unfortunately you may not meet any of them in your lifetime. "Soul bonding is not magic, it's destiny." "Homelander, I hope you will meet this fate as well." After she finished speaking, she also finished the final decoration of the prepared drink. Martha pushed the glass toward Homelander. "Drink this cup, it's my treat," she said, "and after you finish it, you can kill me." The Homelander looked at the wine glass in front of him. It was clear and transparent, dotted with a few pieces of mint, and exuded a faint sweet scent. He had no worries, picked up the glass and drank it all. Suddenly, an unprecedented feeling came over him, his scalp felt itchy and his brain felt a little dizzy. Is this what it feels like to be drunk? The motherland thought. Just a little bit, enough to make him feel slightly drunk, but still sober. The original depression in my heart disappeared at this moment. Homelander stood up, his steps a little unsteady, and he gave Martha one last look before preparing to leave. "and many more!" Suddenly, Martha called him. Homelander turned around and saw Martha handing him a hot handkerchief. "This wine has a strong aftereffect. Use this handkerchief to apply it afterward." Martha sighed, "Don't forget to take care of yourself just because you are strong." The Homelander took the handkerchief and put it on his forehead. He didn't know why he had to obey Martha's orders, but the Homelander didn't resist this feeling in his heart. The two of them were in tacit agreement and did not mention the murder again. The Homelander walked to the door and suddenly turned back: "Can I come again next time?" “I open the door to do business.” Martha raised her head and showed a smiling face painted with oil paint. "You are welcome to come anytime."
A warm current flowed into the hearts of the people of the motherland, it was an indescribable feeling. He left reluctantly, and Martha was the only one left in the store. "Alas, he is still a child after all." Martha suddenly sighed, and the sound echoed in the empty store. She didn't see through the hearts of her countrymen at all, she just said a few clichés. From astrology books. If the motherland feels that all these descriptions are suitable for him. Then he must be a Scorpio. "Deliberately sacrificing a trap made by a demon witch will not be in vain." Martha murmured, "Owl, I hope you have the same goal as me." …… "It is impossible for the people of the motherland to be without weaknesses." Inside Bruce's residence, he was conspiring quietly with Owl. "I've observed him for a long time, and he has serious psychological problems!" Bruce said, "Maybe we can start from this aspect?" "Be careful or you'll fail." Katoom shook his head, “Homelander was bad to begin with, and now he just has some psychological problems, which have become the shackles that bind him. "If you keep provoking him, be careful that the people of your country will kill him in the end." "What should I do?" This was the first time Bruce encountered this kind of enemy. In terms of strength, Homelander is invincible in this world, and Bruce will undoubtedly lose if they go head-to-head. I want to use other means, but I am afraid that my countrymen will become mentally broken and completely out of control. “That’s what superheroes do.” Katoum said, "Even a powerful Superman can be controlled by Darkseid after his inner collapse." "Who is Darkseid?" Bruce asked. "A mathematician who loves to study equations, leave him alone." Katum said, "Back to our motherland, we'd better think of an effective solution." What can we think of?
After Bruce joined the group of seven, he finally understood the truth. The gap between superheroes is greater than that between humans and dogs. They are also a group of seven, and Bruce can easily think of ways to control the remaining members. Only the people of our motherland are different. "Katum, help me explain it." Bruce suddenly said, "Isn't there also a Superman in my world? Can you tell me how I dealt with him?" "There's no way to replicate it. Homelander doesn't have a weakness like Kryptonite." Katum shook his head and said, "As for now, we probably have two options." "You go ahead." Bruce indicated that he was listening. "The first way is, since the countryman is strong, then you should find a teammate who is stronger than the countryman. Don't look at me, I'm here for vacation, I won't take action." Teammates who are stronger than the people in my country... Does this world really exist? "It exists, don't worry." Katum said, "You didn't notice this before. Now you can check it yourself. I believe you will find it soon." "Okay." Bruce wrote it down. "What's another way?" "Hehe, then we have to use some Hogwarts methods." Suddenly, Katum pulled out a diary from the feather. That was the diary that originally belonged to Voldemort, after being transformed by Ravenclaw. "Ever since Ravenclaw gave you the diary, I've been studying what new features it has." The owl said, "Then I discovered that your new teacher was quite nice to you." Oh? Bruce became interested. Ever since Ravenclaw gave him the diary last time, he had simply let Katoom keep it. Later, when he asked Katum for it, the owl refused to give it to him. "Once something falls into my hands, it is completely mine!" The owl said shamelessly, "There is no such thing as taking it back. I can only lend it to you temporarily!" Bruce wanted to roast the owl at that time. And now, Katum was willing to take out the diary on his own initiative, which surprised Bruce a little. "Don't think too much, I'm lending it to you." The owl said, "I have written my name on this diary. It is mine!"
"It also has Tom Riddle's name on it," said Bruce. "Damn it Tom." Katoom cursed upon hearing this, "Why did he write his name in my diary?" After scolding, Owl threw the diary to Bruce. Bruce took it. On the cover of the diary there was an eagle outlined in silver lines, which was the symbol of Ravenclaw. "Open it and take a look. Your teacher left you a message." Katoom finished speaking on Bruce's shoulder, muttering to himself. "I didn't expect Ravenclaw to be so generous. I wonder if I can get some benefits from her if I become her teacher." Bruce didn't understand and just opened the diary. As if sensing Bruce's presence, words automatically appeared on the blank page. "Hello, dear Bruce, I am your clever teacher, Rowena Ravenclaw. “When you read this, I should have eaten and drunk enough. "This diary with a soul is my gift to you. I left three spells in it. "With your current abilities, you should only be able to unlock the first one— "That's the dream spell I used before. "The unlocking condition is to shout three times into the diary, 'Long Live Ravenclaw.'" (End of this chapter)