The three pivotal figures in the Flash World.
Thomas Wayne, Barry Allen, and Kara. Apart from Thomas, the other two haven't unlocked their third-tier rewards yet.
Kara simply doesn't want to be a Superhero. Supergirl has a strong will, and after being locked in a lab for so long, not destroying Earth already proves her nature is kind.
Barry, on the other hand, craves fame, but his mentor Thomas won't allow it.
Barry's mindset is still unstable; too much fame now would easily stunt his growth.
Fang Yuan doesn't interfere—he's Batman's old man, so he calls the shots.
Sooner or later, Flash's and Supergirl's powers will be his anyway.
Still, there's one thing Thomas keeps a tight grip on.
Barry's mastery of the Speed Force. Right now Barry can already pass the Speed Force to someone else.
Doing so lets Barry dash along with a passenger without turning them into mincemeat from the velocity.
Much like Superman's bio-electric aura.
After all, whether Barry can transfer the Speed Force determines if Thomas can see his son again—of course he's invested.
Facts proved Little Flash's Speed Force works, but its stamina is far inferior to the Nightmare World Flash.
After only three days, Thomas had to return to the Flash World.
Of course, for the Wayne father and son, that was already enough.
Both have weathered great storms; they know how rare such family time is given the gap between Worlds.
"All thanks to me!" Fang Yuan planted his hands on his hips.
Bruce didn't argue; he simply said, "I'll finish the A.I. you want within three months, but you'll have to supply the mainframe yourself."
"No problem."
The mainframe is something Fang Yuan can handle; the only hurdle is the material limits of the X-Men World—he'll figure it out later.
Since his goal was achieved, Fang Yuan planned to hop to another World and give Master Bruce time to build.
The Marvel Universe is temporarily off-limits, but The Boys World is wide open.
"Wonder how big my Little John is now—has Vought Corporation raised him well for me?" Fang Yuan mused.
Last time he'd only stayed seven days in The Boys World, basically holed up in the lab Base.
But this time his strength had skyrocketed.
"I am the Master of the All Heavens Vought Company." Fang Yuan tapped the company panel's teleport option. "Vought? It should be surnamed Fang!"
Arriving again in The Boys World, Fang Yuan materialized inside Vought's experimental Base.
He instantly scanned the entire Base with Telepathy.
A-Zu wasn't here.
Even Melody, who once blended intimately with Fang Yuan, was gone—much to his regret.
Still, there were familiar faces.
The Base director was still Barbara, though her face was now lined with wrinkles.
After browsing Barbara's memories, Fang Yuan realized it was late 2018—thirty-two years since his last departure.
Homelander had, true to the plot, smoothly become Vought's top star.
Fang Yuan nodded; his staged death hadn't been in vain—it had set Vought at ease.
He did the math: Little John was now thirty-seven!
Or, more plainly, the events of The Boys would kick off in less than a year.
"Not bad—Little John has grown into Big Homelander."
Staring at the lab wall that tracked Homelander's height, Fang Yuan thought as much.
Knowing the plot, he understood that A-Zu, raised under Vought's thumb, would forever be a man-child no matter his age.
Such a big time jump actually benefited him.
All of Vought's cultivation of Homelander was merely making wedding clothes for Fang Yuan.
Now he just needed a suitable way to reappear before Homelander.
He already had some ideas; signing Homelander had been his wish back when he was weak—his strongest abilities then were only B-tier Metal Control and B-tier Telepathy, unusable simultaneously.
Now, with vastly boosted stats and more than a dozen Character Templates, Fang Yuan still wants Homelander's power—but he wants far more besides!
"Come to think of it, The Boys World is crawling with Supes, but none are particularly strong," Fang Yuan muttered.
His tone was low, like a demon crooning.
"So let's play a different game this time?" The corner of Fang Yuan's mouth hooked into a dangerously bright smile. "Say… ruling the World?"
The notion sprang up on a whim, yet the more he pondered it, the more viable it felt.
In each World, Fang Yuan adopts a different lifestyle.
In the X-Men World, he started out weak and had to rely on the X-Men, thus straying onto the path of light.
Now the Vought stage is set, and as the public paragon of justice he certainly won't smash his own signboard.
In the DC Universe he chose to cooperate with Batman—a good trade-off.
After all, merging with Batman offers huge potential and saves him trouble.
Besides, Fusion Batman doesn't shy from dark methods—they're partners in crime.
But now in The Boys World, unlike other Worlds with hidden bigshots, he can act without scruples, and the spark of mischief ignited instantly.
Mainly because he now has the strength.
For all its many Supes, Homelander is the ceiling of The Boys World.
Yet while everyone there fears him, in Fang Yuan's eyes he's nothing special.
A Kryptonian without a Kryptonite weakness.
That's Fang Yuan's definition of A-Zu.
Or rather, Homelander is inferior to a Kryptonian warrior—he isn't solar-powered.
And Fang Yuan has slain a bunch of Kryptonians.
Though it was with Kryptonite, he can now run three largely non-conflicting Templates simultaneously and trade blows with Kryptonian warriors even without Kryptonite.
Of course, those three Templates don't count Darwin and Wolverine; as long as he doesn't overuse them, they're basically passives.
In other words, A-Zu can't beat Fang Yuan now.
With the Black King Template, Fang Yuan's physique rivals Homelander's, but in fighting technique—even without the Steve or Thomas Template—A-Zu's Wild Swings would still be hammered into the ground.
Causing havoc here carries zero psychological burden; anyone who's watched the show knows how depraved they get.
Fang Yuan has no doubt that even if he joined the protagonist team, his Black Emperor Aura would activate instantly.
So why can't he rule the World?
Even without founding a regime, setting up an organization that secretly controls the globe sounds good.
If The Boys World became his Super-Serum production Base, the benefits would be limitless!
With a faint smile, Fang Yuan's form shifted; the Fox Mask settled over his face again, along with a black trench coat and black fedora.
"The Boys World—your Black King has returned!"
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