Marvel: I Awake the Little Cosmos-Chapter 542 - 510: Betting on the President Himself

Chapter 542: Chapter 510: Betting on the President Himself

In front of the monument at Quantico Military Base.

Hawk was examining this so-called monument with interest, while occasionally discussing something with Wanda beside him.

Meanwhile, the President’s assistant, Ada, was shivering on the side.

Because of the content of Hawk and Wanda’s conversation.

"Do me a favor."

"What?"

"Go to my timeline and see if there are really that many people."

Hawk said this, stroking his chin, looking at the hundreds of names carved on the Quantico monument: "I suspect they might have faked the records."

It is well-known.

In the Federation, when you rob a bank, you only managed to take fifty million US dollars, but then you find out the bank announced you stole at least five hundred million.

So—

He seriously suspected that the Federation also faked the records here to play him.

Upon hearing this.

The President’s assistant Ada suddenly shivered, quickly looking towards Hawk: "Mr. Phoenix, the names here are not from the misunderstanding two years ago, most were from the casualties during the rebuilding, you see, it’s written at the bottom of the monument."

Hawk, upon hearing this, followed the direction pointed out by President’s assistant Ada.

Looking at it.

Indeed!

He saw a ’Disclaimer’!

The font was very small.

Hawk glanced at it, couldn’t help but chuckle, and looked at President’s assistant Ada: "The designer of this thing, must be Asian, right?"

Ada was slightly stunned.

"Yes, Dr. Mi is indeed Asian, how did Mr. Phoenix..."

"Guess it."

After all, tricks like large eye-catching text with small font disclaimers have almost become a specialty industry in certain areas.

However... 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Hawk just casually mentioned it, then looked at President’s assistant Ada, who still appeared very tense, and laughed again: "Don’t worry, I won’t be angry just because you set up such a monument."

President’s assistant Ada’s face froze slightly, feeling as though Hawk had seen through his thoughts.

But he quickly composed himself.

"Thank you."

"No need, after all, it’s freedom of speech."

Hawk waved his hand, smiling as he said: "This is a free country, I very much acknowledge it, the most important thing is, it’s just lip service, no real harm, as long as you don’t do it in front of me, I generally won’t get angry, I might even forgive the person once."

Ada’s expression softened.

But then, his expression changed again due to Hawk’s next words.

"But my mercy is given only once, and you all have used up my mercy, next time, I don’t mind destroying this planet."

Hawk spoke in a haunting tone, then looked at President’s assistant Ada with a half-smile: "So, Mr. Ada, you wouldn’t be that stupid, right."

Ada shivered all over, under Hawk’s gaze, instinctively shook his head and waved his hand: "No, how could it be, we absolutely wouldn’t."

The same old saying.

For a politician, especially a Federation politician, lying is a basic skill, and measuring a politician’s level is about how well they can lie.

Clearly, President’s assistant Ada isn’t a top-level politician.

Although his face did not turn red or his breath quicken while saying this, his response was quite amateurish, any decent-level politician could detect his lie through this statement.

Hawk wasn’t a politician, though.

But he had X-ray vision, so he immediately saw through President’s assistant Ada’s inner panic.

However, Hawk did not expose it, just let out a soft laugh.

"Oh really, that’s too bad."

"Frankly, I don’t particularly like your planet."

"But my wife told me that even though I’m not a good person, I could try to be a kind one."

"So even though I don’t like it here very much, I won’t actively destroy this planet."

"But if you give me such an excuse, believe me, I wouldn’t hesitate to destroy this planet before leaving."

"... Gulp!"

President’s assistant Ada, meeting Hawk’s calm gaze and his half-smile, unconsciously swallowed, quickly steadying his heart, calming himself, and said in a deep voice: "Please rest assured, Mr. Phoenix, before you leave here, no one will disturb you."

Hawk chuckled.

"Oh, that’s too bad."

"..."

President’s assistant Ada said no more, luckily, at this point, President Baron Turner’s motorcade had already entered the base gate.

Hawk, hearing the sound of vehicles, turned his head to look that way.

Ada took the opportunity to touch his back.

His back was already soaked.

Because of Hawk’s earlier words.

Indeed.

This guy truly is a Demon King, if we don’t find an opportunity to eliminate him, then it’s us who will end up dead.

At this moment, President’s assistant Ada, instead of feeling afraid and backing down because of Hawk’s words, felt more prompted to take action first, motivated by that fear.

Exactly.

Strike first, suffer later if you don’t.

The presidential assistant, Ada, transformed her thoughts, keeping her expression unchanged as she approached the presidential convoy parked nearby.

Wanda glanced at Ada, who had hurried half a step ahead of them, and spoke in Hawk’s mind.

"Now I finally understand why you said humans here are spoiled."

"Why do you say that?"

"You’ve been so blunt, yet instead of retreating, their desire to act has grown stronger."

If this were in Ben Cosmos or the 616 Cosmos, such a thing would never happen.

After all, the Federation in both cosmoses, although bad, is not foolish; they know submission is the only option when facing the strong.

But the Federation here, just as Hawk said, is not only bad but also stupid.

Stupid and bad!

"That’s why I said, I don’t like this world."

Hawk, upon hearing this, continued conversing with Wanda in his mind while watching President Baron Turner, who was descending from the car, squeeze a smile and walk toward him with a polite smile on his face.

President Baron Turner jogged a few steps when he was close to Hawk, extending his right hand.

His demeanor was exuberant, his tone humble.

"Mr. Phoenix, it’s a pleasure to meet again."

"Hello."

Hawk smiled slightly, shook hands with President Baron Turner, then raised an eyebrow as if remembering something: "By the way, last time you said, what was your name again."

Baron Turner paused, his smile unwavering.

"Turner, Baron Turner, Mr. Phoenix, just call me Baron."

"Alright, Baron."

"May I call you Hawk?"

"No."

Hawk rejected directly, his smile unchanged, looking at Baron Turner, whose expression had visibly stiffened: "My name can only be used by friends I acknowledge, so, are you my friend, Baron?"

Baron Turner replied without hesitation.

"Of course."

"Really?"

"I genuinely want to be Mr. Phoenix’s friend and am willing to be that friend."

"But I’m not willing."

Hawk chuckled, decisively ending the conversation: "You can continue calling me Phoenix."

Damn it.

I’m the president!

The Federation’s president.

Having forgotten how he became president, Baron Turner heard Hawk’s disrespectful words, and felt extremely angry inside.

After all, he is the Federation’s president, theoretically the Federation’s foremost figure.

Yet!

Even now, Hawk still shows no respect.

This infuriates Baron Turner, makes him incandescent with rage, because, in his view, Hawk is belittling him.

And belittling him is equivalent to belittling the Federation.

This is unforgivable.

Everyone knows the Federation does not need defiant people; it requires people enjoying happy education who can be easily manipulated.

At this moment, Baron Turner is quite relieved that he agreed to the Sentinel Robot plan.

Because if Hawk leaves, it’s fine; but if he doesn’t leave and stays, wouldn’t he be urinating on his head?

Therefore–

Hawk must be controlled by them!

Baron Turner’s thoughts turned, but his skill surpassed that of Presidential Assistant Ada, keeping his expression and even his aura unchanged, inviting Hawk: "Alright, Mr. Phoenix, thank you for your help."

Hawk smiled slightly.

"You’re welcome, so you came here just to say thank you?"

"There is indeed one more thing."

Baron Turner smiled: "I just learned that you will be leaving here soon?"

Hawk put his hands in his pockets, looking at Baron Turner.

"And then?"

"Don’t get me wrong, Mr. Phoenix."

Baron Turner smiled: "If possible, I’d like to invite you for dinner. In fact, I’ve been planning to do so for over two years now but was worried about disturbing you. Now that you’ve come to Washington again, if possible, could I host you here? If it’s inconvenient for you, it can be at Quantico Base; after dinner, there will be a special plane to send you, your wife, and daughter back to New York City."

It was hard enough to get Hawk here, but now that the Sentinel Robot’s program is being launched, how could Hawk leave?

This isn’t possible.

Though such a move is somewhat risky for Baron Turner.

But political games are inherently gambling games.

This time is no different.

If he succeeds, he is sure he can seize the opportunity to defeat Demon King, gain secrets of interstellar travel, and therefore secure re-election.

The most important point.

Interstellar travel.

Perhaps–

There’s a way to be immortal!

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