[Description: A product of the manifestation of the God of Mischief Loki's power. It is a perfect combination of chaos, madness, and reality warping.]
[Effect: The wearer will release their deepest, most primitive, and most suppressed desires, amplifying them countless times. During the wearing period, the host will receive the blessing of "Funny Cartoon Character Power." Ignoring conventional laws, ignoring the conservation of mass and energy, it can transform the real World into absurd cartoon scenes. The strength of the ability depends on the user's imagination.]
[Restriction: This item is strictly limited by the laws of planetary rotation. It can only be used in the Earth environment, and the duration of effectiveness is strictly limited to the nighttime period from after sunset to before sunrise at the user's current location. Once the first ray of sunlight in the daytime appears, the mask will lose all divine power and automatically fall off the user's face.]
[Note: This mask does not possess mind control capabilities; it is merely a magnifying glass for the Id. If you are a closet pervert, wearing it will turn you into a Universe-class pervert; if you are a lunatic, wearing it... good luck to the World.]
"loki mask..." Homelander stroked the edge of the mask with his fingers, lost in thought.
He certainly knew what this was. That green monster that could cause absolute chaos in the city. This ability was very strong, even to the point of being conceptually invincible in some way.
But this restriction was too harsh; it could only be used at night on Earth.
He, Homelander, was a man destined to conquer the stars.
"It's a fun toy, I guess. It might come in handy later." Homelander didn't show much excitement, casually tossing the loki mask into his magic pocket.
"Let's see what the second one is."
Since his attention had been entirely on the loki mask just now, he hadn't noticed the system's notification.
Homelander saw a piece of red fabric appear in his hand, looking like a cape.
Homelander held the red cloth, his eyebrows raised high.
"What's this? Doctor Strange's cloak?" Homelander shook the red cloth in his hand, trying to make it move on its own.
The red cloth didn't react at all, hanging limply like a dead object.
"What's going on? Is this thing broken?" Homelander frowned and focused on checking the item description.
One look was all it took for him to break into a wide grin.
Homelander stared at the text on the panel, stunned for a full ten seconds.
Then, a burst of wild laughter erupted in the empty living room.
"Hahahaha—what the hell kind of god-tier item is this!!!"
"As expected, the items from this upgraded blind box are awesome!"
Just as Homelander was rubbing it fondly, the system prompt sounded again.
"Detected that the current item can be used as a replacement component for the host's system uniform. Consume 50 special popularity values to fuse it with the current uniform and replace the original stars and stripes cape?"
"If you need to restore the classic skin, you can use 5 special popularity values to revert it."
Homelander looked at this line of text without a second of hesitation.
"Replace it, of course! Immediately!"
As the command was issued, the red and blue uniform on Homelander's body began to change. The golden buckles at the shoulders used to secure the stars and stripes cape popped open automatically, and the stars and stripes cape that had accompanied him for so long dissolved into spots of light and dissipated into the air.
Immediately after, the red fabric in his hand seemed to come alive, crawling up Homelander's arm until it locked firmly onto the shoulder buckles and fell smoothly down his back.
""
Homelander stood up and walked to the full-length mirror in the bedroom.
The man in the mirror was still wearing that tight blue battle suit, with the golden eagle about to take flight still on his chest.
But on his back, it was no longer that somewhat complicated stars and stripes, but a pure bright red cape.
The red cape hung down without wind, conforming to the lines of his broad back.
This classic red and blue color scheme discarded unnecessary flashiness, making him look more concise and composed.
"Well, I guess it's a tribute to the classics."
There was indeed a surprise, but he still hadn't found any way to take Harley away.
He turned his head and looked at the woman still sleeping soundly on the bed. Harley rolled over and smacked her lips, seemingly having a sweet dream.
Since he couldn't take her away, he had to maximize her popularity value in the remaining two and a half days.
Homelander looked at the clock on the wall; there was still one hour until dawn.
"That's enough."
He didn't wake Harley, only pulling over the quilt to cover her exposed navel, then turned and walked toward the shelter's exit.
With the sound of rushing air, Homelander's figure once again disappeared into the vast night.
In this World ravaged by war, finding what he needed wasn't easy, but he had plenty of speed and patience.
Homelander maintained hypersonic flight, his red Reflective Cloak trailing a straight red line behind him.
In a few minutes, he landed in a European city that was once incredibly prosperous but now only remained in ruins.
Paris.
The waters of the Seine River had long since dried up, and the riverbed was piled with rusted metal wreckage and weathered bones.
Homelander hovered over the Champs-Élysées. Most of the buildings had collapsed, and his Super Vision swept like radar through every piece of rubble and every broken building below.
"Found it."
He came to a collapsed building.
This had originally been a World-class jewelry store. After the building was blown up, many World-class luxury items were buried under dozens of tons of rubble.
Homelander stepped forward, grabbed a piece of load-bearing wall wreckage weighing dozens of tons with both hands, and tossed it aside, easily throwing it a hundred meters away.
After clearing by hand for a few minutes, he saw the deformed alloy vault door.
Homelander inserted his hands into the crack of the door and exerted a little force with his arms. With the ear-piercing sound of tearing metal, the heavy vault door was forced open by him.
The inside of the vault was not contaminated by dust because it was well-sealed.
Homelander's gaze directly locked onto the individual safe in the center of the vault.
On the black velvet lining, a diamond ring lay quietly. The diamond was exaggeratedly large, with flawless cutting craftsmanship, reflecting a dazzling and mesmerizing brilliance under the emergency lights.
"Perfect."
Homelander closed the jewelry box with satisfaction and tossed it into his magic pocket.
Immediately after, he flew to a top-tier haute couture bridal shop a few blocks away.
The storefront was also in ruins, but fortunately, in a sealed dust-proof glass cabinet in the inner room, a treasure of the shop was on display.
It was a pure White haute couture wedding dress. The skirt was several meters long, with thousands of tiny pearls and intricate lace patterns hand-sewn onto it.
Its purity and preciousness formed an extremely strong contrast with this devastated World.
Homelander shattered the glass with one punch, carefully removed the artwork from the mannequin, folded it neatly, and put it into his magic pocket.
Having done all this, he brushed the dust off his hands and looked up at the eastern sky, where the light of dawn was faintly appearing.
Dawn was coming. Although in this World, the sunlight could hardly penetrate the haze completely, the alternation of day and night still existed.
Homelander bent his legs.
"Bang!"
His figure once again transformed into a red and blue meteor, flying back toward the shelter.