You are the real heroes

"Superman..."

"He's Superman!"

"He saved us!!"

A child's shout in the crowd ignited everyone's passion.

"Superman!!!"

"Superman!!!"

"Superman!!!"

The cheers were like a landslide and a tsunami.

Wu Yanzu felt as if his system panel was being flooded with a massive amount of numbers.

Global popularity is exploding...

Ding! You have gained 2450 popularity points!

Ding! You have gained 3832 popularity points!

Ding! You have gained 1109 popularity points!

……

Current popularity: 2215232!

Template enhancement in progress... enhancing "Iron Body"!

Template enhancement in progress... Enhancing "Super Speed"!

Template enhancement in progress... Enhancing "thermal vision"!

……

Mission accomplished! You have obtained the "Homelander" exclusive outfit!

The Avengers also landed beside him.

Captain America looked at him, his eyes filled with complex emotions but also gratitude: "...Mr. Superman?"

Wu Yanzu did not answer.

He walked up to the life support pod and, under the watchful eyes of the world, slowly tore open the outer shell of the container with both hands.

laugh--!

Inside, hundreds of bewildered twelve- or thirteen-year-old human children emerged, rubbing their eyes.

"Where's my mom...?" a little girl asked timidly.

All of New York was quiet.

Tony Stark's visor slammed open, his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word.

The shield in Steve Rogers' hand slipped and fell to the ground.

Thor's eyes widened, and he whispered, "By Odin..."

next second.

"—!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Indescribable cheers erupted from every corner of the city!

Screaming, crying, shouting!

Ding! Popularity has exploded!

Ding! You have gained +3011 popularity points.

Ding! You have gained +4840 popularity points.

Ding! You have gained +5526 popularity points.

……

New York City Popularity Index: Frenzy!

All-American Popularity Index: Respected!

Global Popularity Rating: Emerging Talent!

Wu Yanzu vaguely sensed that his strength, speed, and defense had increased several times over at this moment!

The bare blue fabric on his chest began to gleam with a golden light.

A moment later, a majestic and imposing eagle emblem appeared out of thin air, complementing the golden epaulets on his shoulders!

"hero!!"

"Superman!"

"hero!!!"

"Superman! Hero—!!!"

The crowd spontaneously began chanting "hero," and the name that symbolized "hope" in the comics.

The people of the motherland stood there, bathed in a thunderous roar of cheers.

He opened his arms and enjoyed it all.

After a moment, he slowly raised his hand, signaling the crowd to be quiet.

Surprisingly, the bustling New York City really did gradually quiet down.

Everyone looked up at him, waiting for him to speak.

He cleared his throat and flashed a bright smile at the recent news helicopter camera.

"Thank you, but..." He extended his index finger and shook it gently along with his head, his golden slicked-back hair remaining perfectly still in the wind.

"I'm not Superman."

He paused for a moment, enjoying the moment when everyone held their breath in anticipation.

"I am...a Homelander."

"And you..." His smile grew even warmer, more approachable, as if the monster who had just slaughtered aliens had vanished, "...are the true heroes!"

"Homelander".

Through Wu Yanzu's words, the name was clearly spread throughout the entire Central Station Plaza.

It was transmitted globally in a fraction of a second via countless microphones and cameras.

There was a brief moment of silence in the crowd.

Then came an overwhelming roar of shouts.

"Homelander!!!"

Homelander!!

"Homelander—!!!"

This word seems to possess a kind of magic.

After experiencing the horror of an alien invasion, people needed a symbol.

And Wu Yanzu gave them the most perfect symbol at this moment.

He was bathed in cheers, arms outstretched, his face displaying a perfect blend of holiness and humility.

"Damn it..." Tony Stark, standing a few meters behind him, opened his visor and muttered a curse. "This guy... he stole all the limelight, didn't he?"

"Tony!" Steve Rogers frowned, but he had to admit that Stark had expressed his feelings.

This guy... reminded him of himself when he was touring during World War II.

...Finally, the interview ended.

"...So, have you guys ever eaten shawarma?" Tony Stark broke the silence, struggling to remove his battered armor. "I'm starving. I know a shop nearby, but I don't know if it's still open."

Dr. Bruce Banner, who had returned to normal, sat weakly to the side and gave a wry smile upon hearing this.

Soon, these strongest heroes on Earth learned what it meant to eat one by one without making a sound.

Ten minutes later, they were sitting together, quietly eating... shawarma.

"So," Tony couldn't stand the silence any longer, swallowed a mouthful of meat, and spoke first, "Homelander? Seriously? Did you choose that name yourself, or your agent?"

Wu Yanzu slowly revealed a perfect smile.

"It's just a code name, Mr. Stark. Like Iron Man, people need a symbol."

"Wow," Tony raised an eyebrow, "it looks just like a PR statement, I like it."

"Tony," Steve put down his burrito, "this isn't the time to talk about this."

He looked at Thor.

"Thor," Steve said seriously, "that... Tesseract."

Thor nodded and wiped his mouth. "That's right, the Tesseract. My father, Odin, placed it on Earth hundreds of years ago to protect it. Now it seems it must be brought back to Asgard."

"Hey, wait a minute, here's the kicker, sir," Tony chimed in, "that thing almost destroyed my city. You just took it like that? Without even a report?"

"It doesn't belong here, Tony," Thor said seriously.

"He's right, Tony," Steve interrupted Stark. "Taking it away from Earth is the best option, better than leaving it at S.H.I.E.L.D."

Black Widow and Hawkeye chewed silently without saying a word, while Banner agreed.

"Alright, Captain Popsicle, you're in charge." Stark smiled nonchalantly.

After the dinner party, the next step was to deal with Loki, the god of mischief.

At this moment, he was "enjoying" special treatment—a specially made Asgardian gag that completely shut his mouth, which was good at bewitching people.

Moreover, after being "planted" into the floor by Wu Yanzu, he was later pulled out by Hulk and subjected to a mockery of being a "weak god." Now he is slumped on the ground, glaring resentfully at everyone present.