Betty and Hanna were completely stunned, looking at the carbon-black model of Eric's armor, more than 30 centimeters tall, with an incredibly strong metallic texture!
They had never seen such a realistic and impactful model.
Especially the left chest of Eric's uniform, which was completely broken, revealing skin textures as if it were a real person.
It also showed the severe damage the opponent sustained after a major battle.
"This is a 1:6 scale collectible doll, made based on the scene of Homelander's battle with General Zod in Metropolis. It's about 33 centimeters tall and has over 33 movable joints."
The shop owner proudly advertised this treasure of his shop to the two women.
"To show the severe damage caused by his duel with General Zod, the painter used ingenious painting techniques, sweeping the entire uniform with a super-strong metallic carbon black, and highly highlighting the battle-damaged and weathered effect on the uniform's surface. The scratches and damage on his left forearm, breastplate, shoulder armor, and cape are even more three-dimensional."
"As for weapon accessories, it specially comes with a Staff with LED lighting effects, enhancing the equipment to recreate the scene of his battle with General Zod!"
The shop owner had even specially recreated Eric's Cosmic Scepter.
"This..."
Looking at the impactful figure model in front of her, Hanna swallowed hard and cautiously asked the shop owner, "May I ask how much this model costs?"
She felt that the model in front of her might not be too cheap.
"About 6,000 US dollars. If you want it, I can give you a discount."
The shop owner, being particularly "understanding," offered Hanna a 5% discount.
"Well, it's certainly not cheap!"
Betty shrugged her shoulders and said to the hesitant Hanna, "However, I think this is a good gift. He will definitely like it."
Although she found the price a bit expensive, Hanna ultimately obediently bought this "Battle-Damaged Homelander" model.
She was very stingy with her own money, but for Eric, Hanna was quite willing to spend.
The boss happily wrapped up the "Battle-Damaged Homelander" and handed it to Hanna.
He would never have guessed that this was a gift for the original Homelander.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to take it out even if it killed him.
This was not just a matter of infringement.
Whether his small shop could continue to operate and whether his own life could be saved would be a problem.
The boss was happy because he had just talked his way into another sale, completely unaware of the impending danger.
Hanna walked out with the packaged gift, satisfied, when suddenly an air-raid siren blared in the mall.
As the shrill and piercing alarm sounded, the crowd immediately lost their desire to browse and frantically rushed out of the mall.
The previous invasion by Apokolips's Parademons had left an indelible impression of terror on the people of Metropolis.
Now, hearing the air-raid siren again, past memories suddenly reawakened and began to attack people.
Hanna and Betty, following the crowd, ran out of the mall.
"What's happening? Is it another alien demon invasion like last time?"
While running, Hanna asked Betty.
"I don't know, but I hope we don't have such bad luck again."
Betty's expression became unusually serious.
Last time, she was bored at home and couldn't write anything she was satisfied with, so she went out looking for inspiration. Unexpectedly, she unluckily encountered Kalibak from Apokolips leading a group of Parademons to attack Metropolis.
As a result, she was chased and almost died!
If it weren't for the timely appearance of the Metropolis Gendarmerie, her body would probably have been buried by now!
Hanna hugged the model in her arms, looked up worriedly, and directed her gaze towards the sky.
In the distant, clear blue sky, flickering green lights suddenly appeared.
The white clouds were pushed aside, like comets with long tails, falling from the atmosphere.
Betty reached out to shield her eyes from the direct sunlight, a look of shock in her eyes.
"That doesn't look like a meteor!"
She saw that these green lights were not falling directly but were tracing curved trajectories in the air, impacting towards the ground.
If they were meteorites, it would be impossible for them to make such curves.
"To the Metropolis City Hall!"
Hanna immediately grabbed Betty's hand and ran towards the City Hall.
The two ran in the opposite direction of the crowd fleeing from the air-raid siren.
At the same time, at the Daily Planet in Metropolis.
Louise was sitting in her office, typing on the keyboard.
The "clatter, clatter" sound echoed, unusually clear in the quiet environment.
Louise, in a light blue formal suit and a pleated white short skirt, looked like a rather alluring office lady.
Adjusting her long legs under the desk, Louise picked up her phone to answer.
"Dad?"
The caller was her father, Sam Lane.
"Is it about the topic we discussed earlier?"
Louise subconsciously pulled out a drawer, preparing to find cigarettes.
But she immediately remembered that she had already quit smoking.
The high-intensity work throughout the night had already made her dizzy.
So she subconsciously wanted to light a cigarette to perk herself up.
Looking at the skull logo on the cigarette pack, Louise shrugged her shoulders, closed the drawer again, and put the cigarettes back.
"Is it about news censorship? Dad, I've already explained to you, I'm only responsible for taking photos of the news on-site. As for publishing it and its impact on society, that's not something I can decide. You should call our supervisor."
General Lane was very displeased with Louise for unilaterally publishing photos of Homelander's battle with Kalibak.
He believed that this action undoubtedly twisted Eric's public image.
For someone who had always wanted to overthrow the Homelander government but was now biding his time, such a thing was unacceptable.
"By the way, Editor-in-Chief Blair's phone number is XX. He's busy proposing to his girlfriend right now, so he probably won't be happy being lectured by the military!"
Louise stood up, cradling her phone on her right shoulder, and tilted her head, searching for documents in the filing cabinet.
On the other end of the line, General Lane said helplessly to Louise, "We'll talk about this later. Do you know General Swanwick?"
"Yes, but only to the extent of having met each other. What's wrong, Dad?"
"He's missing. Did you know? I've obtained some information here; his disappearance is related to our President."
General Lane asked her.
Hearing her father mention General Swanwick, Louise's action of flipping through documents paused slightly.
"The superhuman prison, what happened there? The nuclear energy agency in New York detected a nuclear explosion of over a million tons above that area. Louise, you know the situation there, right?"
Hearing her father's words, Louise's expression became somewhat serious.
"My understanding of that place is limited to a riot that occurred there, and some people died in that riot. As for the specifics, I'm sorry, Dad, I'm not Eric's exclusive reporter, so I don't know everything."
"Knock, knock, knock!"
The half-open office door was knocked, and Louise looked over to see Chloe standing outside the door.
"I have something to do, Dad. Talk later!"
"Wait, can you come home this weekend—"
General Lane's words were cut off as Louise hung up the phone.
Putting down her phone, Louise looked at Chloe.
"A meeting memo, needs your signature."
Chloe walked in, holding a folder.
"You always come in at just the right time, Chloe, otherwise I'd be called home by my father for ideological education."
Louise smiled slightly at Chloe.
"It means you two have a good relationship, unlike my family. They only care about my emotional life, like whether I've dated a boy or if I have plans to get married."
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