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While vigilantly observing her surroundings, she couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Did he have his suit taken in another size? His butt is so tightly wrapped"
Thus, on the screens of hundreds of millions of viewers on Earth.
The camera very honestly gave Homelander's firm, perky buttocks, tightly encased in the suit, a three-second close-up.
[What the f*ck! This Cameraperson is legit! They really deliver the close-ups when it matters!]
[Is this the American ass? No! This is the Earth ass!]
[I want to slide down that...]
[The material of this suit is really good... I mean, it looks quite breathable.]
[Screenshot! Screenshot! Is this something I can watch for free?]
Homelander, who was'seriously' introducing the alien terrain ahead, suddenly heard a rapid series of notification sounds in his mind.
'Alert! Gained special popularity value +7255!'
'Alert! Gained special popularity value +6652!'
'Alert! Gained special popularity value +8878!'
...Huh?
Homelander froze for a moment, a puzzled expression appearing on his face.
He was just introducing a stone that looked like a kidney stone. What's so exciting about that?
Have Earth viewers' tastes become so... specific? Are they that interested in geology now?
"It seems everyone is full of curiosity about the mysteries of the Universe."
Homelander exclaimed to the camera, a gratified smile on his face.
"That's good. Maintaining curiosity is the ladder of human progress."
Jessica, meanwhile, was frantically reminding herself: "Don't look there... don't look there... don't look there..."
But the subconscious is like a ball pushed underwater; the harder you press, the stronger it bounces back.
As Homelander took a step, the camera instinctively followed again, capturing the shot.
This time, it was from the front.
The lens accurately captured the faintly visible contours beneath the fabric as the thigh muscles tensed, and that blush-inducing bulge.
The frame very honestly zoomed in again.
The barrage from the female fans in the live stream instantly exploded.
[Ahhh! I can't take it anymore!!]
[Who is the Cameraperson? They get it! Cameraperson, you know exactly what we want to see!]
[Is the Cameraperson Jewel? Hahahaha! I knew it!]
[It's so big! Is this the true measure of a superhero?]
[Ahhh!! Homelander!! I want to ride in your bridal sedan!!]
[I'm moist... I mean my eyes are moist! So moved!]
[Hey, you in front, your drool just dripped onto my phone screen!]
'Alert! Gained popularity value +10010!'
'Alert! Gained popularity value +10086!'
'Alert! Gained popularity value +12315!'
...Homelander, who was leading the way ahead, suddenly had another series of system notification sounds explode in his mind, causing him to stop in his tracks.
"What's going on?" he wondered, somewhat baffled.
"I'm just walking. I haven't done anything Earth-shattering. Why did the popularity value suddenly spike again?"
Homelander turned back, giving Jessica a puzzled look.
Jessica immediately averted her gaze, pretending to look at a flower nearby, but two blushes appeared on her cheeks.
"What's wrong?" Homelander asked.
"N-nothing," Jessica cleared her throat. 'I was... framing the shot. Yeah, framing."
Homelander turned around suspiciously and continued leading the way.
And as he turned, the camera 'unintentionally' landed back on the area below his waist.
The female fans on Earth went crazy again.
The screams were probably loud enough to shatter several panes of glass...
The group passed through a forest of red trees.
Ahead appeared a large clearing with a massive cave entrance.
Signs of battle were everywhere here.
Charred rocks, craters, and scattered metal fragments littered the ground.
"Looks like there was a rather unfriendly rave party here just now."
Homelander stopped, looking ahead.
In the shadows of the cave, two figures were leaning against a large rock, catching their breath.
One was a woman with green skin all over, wearing a red leather outfit — Gamora.
The other was a half-mechanically modified, blue-skinned, bald woman — Nebula.
Both were injured, clearly having just survived a life-or-death struggle.
But at this moment, they weren't attacking each other anymore; instead, there was an unusual calm between them.
It was the emotional understanding between sisters after all the hatred had been vented.
"I am Groot!"
The Little Tree Person, seeing familiar faces, immediately ran over happily, waving his branch-like hands.
"Groot?"
Gamora looked up, seeing the little sapling, a trace of surprise breaking through her tense expression.
Then, she saw Rocket, Yondu, and a man wearing a stars-and-stripes cape, along with a woman holding a metal ball whose eyes were darting around, following behind.
"Rocket?" Gamora straightened up. "What are you doing here? And... who are these people?"
"Hey! Gamora!" Rocket swaggered over, gun slung over his shoulder.
"I heard explosions and thought you were having a barbecue party!"
Homelander made an exaggerated surprised expression for the camera.
"Friends in the audience, looks like we're in luck. We've encountered two wild aliens."
He pointed at Gamora, teasing in a typical American humorous tone:
"Look over there, at that lady's skin color... I guess she must be from the 'Cucumber Alien' planet in the Universe?"
Then, he pointed at Nebula.
"As for this one... this style is quite avant-garde. Looks like an ascetic undergoing Cybernetic Transcendence?"
The live stream chat erupted in laughter.
[So these are aliens? They look... unique.]
[Hahahaha! 'Cucumber Alien' is f*cking brilliant!]
[That blue mechanical beauty looks really fierce!]
[Cybernetic Monk! So fitting!]
Rocket Raccoon, hearing this assessment, burst out laughing.
"Pfft hahahaha!"
He rolled on the ground holding his stomach, pointing at Gamora and laughing.
"Hahahaha! Cucumber! Yes! That's it!!"
"A prickly cucumber at that! Hahahaha! The name is perfect! I'm calling you that from now on!"
Gamora's face instantly darkened. She was already upset and distracted because Quill had been taken by that old man claiming to be his father, and now someone dared to mock her skin color to her face?
Nebula, however, remained calm.
She even touched her bald head and said, "Monk? If that's some kind of title for a powerful warrior, I don't mind."
But Gamora wasn't as good-tempered.
When had this woman known as 'the most dangerous woman in the Universe' ever endured such mockery?
Especially from a raccoon!
"You damn rodent!"
Gamora's voice was as cold as ice shards.
"You'd better shut your mouth."
"No way! Nyeh nyeh nyeh" Rocket continued to push his luck on the edge of death. "Cucumber! Cucumber! Green-skinned cucumber!"
"Swish—!"
A flash of cold light.
Almost no one saw how Gamora drew her blade.
Rocket just felt a chill on the top of his head.
The laughter stopped abruptly.
He reached up and touched the top of his head.
There, amidst his originally thick fur, was now a strip of bare scalp.