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Chapter 277: 277. God Bless...
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Hector told everything to Logan and fell silent. He knew that his old friend was feeling emotional; anyone would. He was likely Logan's first real, long-lasting friend.
"When?" Logan asked.
Hector had no idea, honestly. "When the universe becomes too unstable, I will just leave. It could be this year or two years, but it will happen."
"And what are you going to do until then?"
At that, Hector sipped his drink and relaxed back. "The fight is not a big deal, Logan. The real deal is to prepare the world for when I leave and for it to become a space civilisation. But, for that, we need to eradicate hunger, poverty, and crime first.
"We can't really be an advanced civilisation without a perfect justice system and law and order all around. So I will focus on all that." f reeweb novel.com
"So this is going to be the final act?" Logan grunted and drank. He didn't feel like speaking too much as he knew the old man didn't have many options. He was, after all, a man of a higher dimension and had other responsibilities.
Hector got up and decided to get to work now. "So, what do you say, pal? Want to be the President's bodyguard for the one last time?"
Logan smirked and clinked their glasses. "Anytime, old man."
"Bwahaha... good lad, now we're just short of one more team member." Hector got up and made a portal to a very nice farmhouse in Florida. It was big enough that one needed Gold karts to travel on the property.
Hector, without any haste, went to the large mansion in the middle and rang the bell. In no time, an old man appeared, who suddenly turned even older after seeing Hector.
"Hell Nah! I'm not going back into that place! I will vomit if you force me!" Kennedy stepped back as if scared of Hector.
"For the last time, kid," Hector muttered.
Kennedy scoffed. "You said that back in the 60s too, but then I had to serve for decades to come."
"This is the final one... I don't have much longer, Kennedy. This is the time to make it or break it, and you won't be the Vice President but just my secretary."
Kennedy froze as if ice, realising what Hector said and its weight. "You're leaving us?"
Hector explained to him the situation of the universe as well. "So, you're in it or not?"
"You don't have to ask, old man. Let's go. I might as well die while working anyway." Kennedy went inside, got his coat, and prepared to leave.
Hector made the portal to the White House and appeared in his office again. Fury was already there, waiting with a few people and the desk full of papers.
Hector nodded at all and took a seat. "Good to have you, but we have no time for pleasantries. I have been told you all are the best in your departments. So, I have some targets for you that if you meet, you might just win some international prize, perhaps Nobel Peace Price as well."
He addressed the crowd of some of the best Senators, Representatives and Social Workers. Hector had a few targets that he needed to meet, such as:
1. Eradication of Hunger
2. Universal Education
3. Affordable Healthcare
4. Reduction of crimes to near none.
5. Anti-Corruption systems
6. Super-hero management system
7. Technology anti-misuse system.
8. Acceptance of one unified currency.
He needed to place all these and many more things to get the Earth to the standards of a real advanced civilisation. In the United States, he had already done most of these. Homelessness was nearly nonexistent. At the same time, he eradicated hunger the day after he won the election.
But, he needed to put a nail in the coffin by developing a new constitution for the United Terra that shall be applicable everywhere. For this, the current war will help as it will force nations to adopt it.
He gave the jobs to each one of them and started working on physical aspects of the needs too. For example, the need of the hour was a small flying police droid that could tase, pepper spray, throw sleeping darts, recognise faces, register cases, and blast sirens. Also, follow the criminal and guide the human patrol cars.
"What about the war?" Logan asked him.
Hector waved his hand, "They got this covered. I have asked General Kul to come and advise the armies. He's great at planning and plotting, so it will be fine. We also have Jean. She's a universe-destroying being, for God's sake. No mutant can win against her."
"What about the end game? Where will this war end? The people in Russia and China will suffer due to the war." Kennedy inquired. This was the concern because the rest of the world was United Terra, which meant the world economy was going to be unaffected for the most part due to Hector's assurances.
"This war ends when they all surrender to me and agree to be good boys and girls. Anyway, I got an interview to give on a live podcast. I will announce various schemes there, considering my Youtube Channel is busy giving war updates to the world." Hector fixed his suit and took out his motorbike from the garage. It was actually the President's motorbike, which he kept but no other president other than him used it.
Logan also took him out, while Moony arrived just in time to have his little ride and fight with the fast winds.
"What do I do in the meantime?" Kennedy inquired.
Chuckling, Hector replied. "Write me a constitution, boy. That's your main job. See you later."
"FUCK! That's going to be harder than being the President for decades!"
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"Do you smoke cigars?"
"It depends. What you got?"
"Umm... Cuban... fresh."
"Hah, I have real 60s Cuban cigars, perfectly preserved. Here, let's try those instead." Hector whipped out two cigars from his pockets and handed them to Joe Regan, the bald man who ran the biggest podcast in the world.
"Nice! Man, I already like you... not that I didn't like you before. You've been a part of my childhood, probably the rest of the world's." Joe started speaking. It was his plus point that his interviews were not heavily scripted, and his main target was usually to have a good time.
"Just yesterday, an old lady said I'm her crush—I turned her down by calling her a child because she was born in the 50s. I was already 80 back then." Hector jokingly replied.
"What about the First Lady?"
"Hah, she's thousands of years old, kid. She's a real goddess, after all. Anyway, did you see this file folder? This is going to be the future of this planet." Hector revealed the meaning behind the thick stack of pages in the strange file.
Joe gulped his saliva and nearly choked on that cigar. "A-Are you going to reveal your policies here?"
"Why not? My youtube channel is hijacked right now by my media people to give the latest war news, so you're my little mouthpiece. But, where are the other guests?"
"Oh, let me call them." Joe quickly clapped his hands. Today's podcast was meant for the world, and Hector knew that not all people around the world were interested in Joe, so he called some famous celebrities. Like the head of the TTS, Tungsten Boys, K-Pop Boys band, some Japanese comedians, an actor from India, and Jackie Chan from China.
Soon, the big table in the room appeared crowded with people seated around. On Hector's side sat Jackie and Messi. The main purpose was to get as many people as possible to watch.
"All right, let's start now."
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At the same time, in Eastern Europe, through the cold lands, the battles raged. Criminals died left and right, but soon the mutant war started, and finally, the likes of Iron Man and Hulk got to do something.
"Big man, focus on that bunker. Their telepaths are sitting in there." Tony pointed to the target.
"HULK SMASH!" Hulk jumped away and started stomping whatever weak mutants he could find from the enemy sides.
The battle here was much different from ever seen in history as the various superpowered folks fought each other. Still, Hector was not as heartless to send innocent mutants to die, as that would prove he was just another asshole politician.
Instead, he used the stones to suppress the powers of all mutants who were good. So they were unable to go to the frontlines for being useless. Yes, Hector was going overboard this time—for the last time.
"The enemy telepath is trying to stop our soldiers five miles from here. They are ordinary people. Their brains will fry if we don't do something." Doom landed beside Tony and warned.
Tony smirked and looked at the sky. "Well, I got it all covered already. Everyone, don't go near that bunker."
Doom looked at the sky and noticed something big was falling at high speed. "Is that it?"
Tony boasted. "Orbital Strike, baby! God bless America!"
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