Starting in The Boys to Become the Ultimate Lifeform.

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**206. Chapter 206: What are they? A bunch of selfish, unprincipled scumbags.**

Invisibly, an inexplicable sense of oppression emanated from Stan Edgar, filling the entire Room.

If it were an ordinary human, they would likely be breathing heavily and feeling restless by now.

But was Xia Shang an ordinary human? Clearly not. He met Stan Edgar's gaze with a calm complexion, like two male lions silently clashing! It wasn't until a knocking sound broke the silent atmosphere that the tension eased.

"Come in."

However, the ones who pushed the door open were not the Guard Stan Edgar had called for, but the Superheroes led by Homelander. They lined up behind Xia Shang, their expressions varied: contempt, mockery, unease, forced composure, and guilt.

Clearly, this was a pre-planned demonstration.

"Homelander, Stormfront, The Deep, Lamplighter—" Stan Edgar's gaze swept over their faces one by one, finally stopping on Queen Maeve. "And Queen Maeve."

"Very good. Aside from the absconding Starlight and Black Noir, The Seven are almost all present."

Stan Edgar was so angry he laughed. He was not an ordinary person after all; after a moment of surprise, he quickly regained his usual composure.

"However, I don't recall notifying you to come to my Office. Who called you over? Queen Maeve?"

With just one look, Queen Maeve lowered her head. She hadn't originally wanted to participate in this demonstration, but she had leverage in Xia Shang's hands.

"Or The Deep?"

Anyone whose name was called by Stan Edgar either lowered their head in silence or had shifty, uncertain eyes.

"Since none of you dare to admit it, that leaves only Homelander and Mr. Jervis."

At this moment, Stan Edgar's authority as Vought President was displayed to the fullest! Under his powerful aura, even Homelander felt a faint tension. His throat bobbed, and his original contemptuous expression vanished without a trace. But to save face in front of everyone, he could only force himself to stand firm, not showing a hint of fear.

"Was it you, Homelander?" Stan Edgar questioned.

Homelander pursed his lips, unsure what to say.

"Alright, don't forget you have a promotional short film to shoot at noon today. Go get busy. Participating in this kind of thing brings you no benefit. Don't waste your time on such meaningless matters in the future." Stan Edgar lectured Homelander as if he were his son.

Although Homelander's complexion was very unpleasant, he still didn't dare to refute Stan Edgar. He could only suppress his anger, turn around, and storm out of the Office.

Seeing this, the others also followed and left.

Now, only Stan Edgar and Xia Shang remained in the Office.

"Ignorant, foolish." Stan Edgar looked coldly at Xia Shang.

"I thought you were a talent who could be molded, an excellent Candidate for the next Vought President. Now it seems you are utterly foolish. They are always Vought's tools, not its masters! Mr. Jervis, you have disappointed me greatly. If you had used other means to try and keep your position, perhaps I would have thought highly of you.

I didn't expect you would actually stake your chips on them. What are they? A bunch of selfish, unprincipled scumbags..."

"I know." Xia Shang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, interrupting Stan Edgar.

At the same time, the red desk phone rang with a 'ding-ding-ding'.

Stan Edgar frowned and glanced at Xia Shang, then picked up the phone and put it to his ear: "This is Vought President Stan Edgar, may I help you?"

"Mm, mm-hmm, understood. What are the opinions of the other members of the Board of Directors? Has the dismissal agreement been rejected? But..." Before Stan Edgar could finish speaking, the director on the other end of the phone hurriedly hung up.

Inside a certain star-rated hotel in Chicago.

A pot-bellied, bloated Vought director sat on the bed, naked from the waist up, his hands trembling as he opened the folder he had just received. Inside were dirt such as his tax evasion records and compromising photos. Any one of these pieces of dirt circulating would be enough to ruin his reputation! In a more serious case, it could even send him to prison for the rest of his life.

He wasn't the only one who received the folder; other members of the Board of Directors also successively received the gifts Xia Shang had sent.

"Well done," Stan Edgar said after putting down the phone.

"This is an effective means."

Unexpectedly, Stan Edgar was not angry; instead, he nodded in satisfaction. This showed that his judgment was correct, and Mr. Jervis was indeed a talent who could be molded. "If I'm not mistaken, the USB drive that Madelyn Stillwell had, containing dirt on government executives and Board of Directors members, should be in your hands."

"No wonder I couldn't find it. So you got there first. In that case, I suppose the Doppelganger is also under your control."

Stan Edgar stood up and smiled, applauding Xia Shang.

"It seems my judgment is quite good, Mr. Jervis. I formally state that I retract what I just said and simultaneously revoke all decisions concerning you."

It was hard to imagine that a person's face could change so quickly, and their scheming was unfathomably deep. Perhaps this was the real reason Stan Edgar, as a black man, could become the Vought President.

"Mr. Stan Edgar, you are too kind. Without your guidance, I wouldn't be where I am today. There is still much I can learn from you. Compared to you, I am just a baby who has just learned how to stumble and walk."

Xia Shang did not intend to press his advantage. His purpose had been achieved; not only had he resolved the current trouble, but he had also gained a considerable amount of fantasy points.

Besides, now was not the best time to force Stan Edgar to step down. Although Homelander had always wanted to break free from Stan Edgar's restraint and take sole control of Vought International, when it came down to choosing between the two, Xia Shang didn't believe Homelander would stand on his side. Furthermore, Stan Edgar was also responsible for the research and development of Compound V.

If he intervened rashly, it might delay the research and development of Compound V, which would be a loss.

Xia Shang had never forgotten his plan.

He was waiting, waiting for Stan Edgar to develop V24 from the source material. This was a compound that could give people temporary Superpowers. Compared to the original Compound V, it was easier for the human body to absorb, and although it would still cause injury to the human body, Hughie and the others wouldn't immediately die upon injection.

Xia Shang had been coveting Hughie's teleportation and Billy's Laser Eye for a long time. Of the three different colors of Laser Eye, he had only collected one so far. Therefore, Xia Shang was very curious about what wonderful chemical reaction would occur when all three types of Laser Eye were fused.

"You are not a baby; you are a vibrant young man, while I am just an old man about to enter the grave." Stan Edgar mocked himself as he picked up his mobile phone and saw the invitation text message from Billy.

(End of Chapter)