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The highly anticipated "Who is the Next Superhero??" finally reached its grand finale.
The nationwide vote results were out.
First place: Pietro Maximoff. With his killer looks and roguish charm, plus the life-saving heroics he showed in the field, he became the new generation's heroic idol.
Second place: Firecracker Angela. Beauty equals justice, and with those jaw-dropping flame effects, she's the dream girl of countless shut-ins.
Third place: Speedball Robbie Baldwin. While his style is a bit corny, his earnest "human-shield for the team" vibe won him a legion of "mama fans."
Fourth place: Wade Wilson.
Despite nonstop profanity and even baring his butt on stream, his unkillable spirit and battlefield clowning struck a chord with viewers—this anti-hero authenticity hit right at modern audiences' sweet spot.
The last slot… Fifth place: Translucent Man—Shabby Louden.
The result made everyone's jaws drop.
He never showed his face in action—literally—staying invisible and hiding till the end; nobody saw him.
He was like a ghost, permanently cloaked.
But on the battlefield, several key shots caught debris halting mid-air before it could hit civilians, or Dark Elf Soldiers tripping over nothing.
So netizens launched a "Find Shabby" meme campaign and voted him into the top five.
Thus the brand-new "Super Seven" was officially born!
Captain: Homelander—Anthony Starr
Deputy Captain: Jewel—Jessica Jones
Members: Pietro, Angela, Wade, Robbie, Shabby.
"So this is the new Seven."
Anthony scanned the list in his hand and nodded with satisfaction.
"Add Jessica and me, exactly seven."
"Get ready. In three weeks we hold The Seven's global debut." He tasked Ashley… With everything arranged, Anthony sat alone in his office.
"All right, time to reward myself."
"System, open two blind boxes in a row."
"Current special popularity value: 98,500"
"Spending 60,000…"
"Opening…"
A flash of light burst forth.
The first box exploded open.
Two ridiculously cool-looking handguns appeared in his hands.
One pitch-black, the other pure white.
Item: Ebony & Ivory
Trait 1: Infinite ammo—continuously generates energy or physical rounds via mana infusion.
Trait 2: Infinite fire-rate—speed depends solely on the user's finger; twitch fast enough and it becomes a Gatling.
Trait 3: Aerial juggling—when fired mid-air, anti-gravity keeps you suspended longer and looking cooler.
Trait 4: True damage—carries demon-hunter properties, dealing true damage to demons, spirits, and dark creatures.
"Sweet!"
Anthony twirled the twin guns, loving every second.
He already had Heat Vision, but guns are just cool—what boy doesn't love them?
Still, better not; Homelander waving pistols would shatter his image.
Maybe give them to Wade? But Wade has no mana; the guns wouldn't fire.
Whatever—stash them for now; they'll come in handy.
He slipped both pistols into his magic space.
Next, the second box burst open.
A flimsy slip of paper drifted into his palm.
Item: Family-Visit Leave Slip
Note: A benefit from the System Union.
Effect: On use, the host ignores all spacetime laws of the current Universe and instantly returns to the original World before transmigration (bringing all current powers).
Duration: 7 calendar days.
Restriction: One-time item. After 7 days, regardless of the host's state, forcibly teleports back to the arrival coordinates in this World (time in both Worlds remains synchronized).
Anthony stared at the slip, pupils shrinking.
"Seven days…"
A savage murderous glint flashed in his eyes.
"Plenty."
"Enough to grind you—and every scumbag behind you—into dust."
But he calmed himself at once.
Carefully he tucked the slip into his magic space.
"Can't be reckless."
"This thing's value goes way beyond revenge."
He ran rapid calculations in his head.
The Marvel Universe is crisis-ridden.
Thanos's snap, the Celestials, Dormammu, Celestial Ego, even the still-hidden Galactus.
He's strong now, but not absolutely invincible yet.
If he ever lands in a truly fatal trap…
This "Family-Visit Leave Slip" is his final escape card.
"Say, the instant Thanos collects all six stones and is about to snap…"
"I just tear this slip and jump out of the Universe."
"Come back after seven days… the snap will already be over."
"A true life-saving trump."
Anthony exhaled, suppressing the fire of vengeance for now.
"Lucinda, let your head stay on your neck a little longer."
"I will go back…"
…Three weeks passed; the rookies endured Jessica's hellish boot camp.
At last their debut arrived… New York, Central Park's Great Lawn.
It had been turned into a giant open-air launch venue.
Tens of thousands packed the grounds; hundreds of global media outlets aimed their long lenses for the perfect shot.
A huge "V" logo hovered overhead.
This was The Seven's first formal appearance.
Backstage.
Ashley was straightening Pietro's collar.
"Hold still, you hyperactive monkey." Jessica swatted his hand. "It's live—quit scratching like a chimp."
"I'm just nervous, boss." Pietro kept inhaling. "More people than the Sokovia parade."
"Hey, Quick-Shot buddy." Wade chimed in, adjusting his mask to make his face look rounder. "Remember: if you blank, drop a dirty joke—crowd loves it."
"Ignore him." Angela rolled a flame between her fingers. "Smile, wave, look cool—done."
"Ready, everyone?"
Anthony stepped in.
In his pristine cape and iconic suit he radiated steady, overwhelming power.
"This is our debut."
He swept his gaze over the bunch of "problem kids."
"Don't screw it up."
"Especially you, Wade." He pointed at Deadpool. "If you drop your pants on stage, I'll slice it off and feed it to dogs."
"Roger that, sir! My belt is welded shut!" Wade saluted.
"Showtime."