"Anything, any request!"
The Secretary-General chimed in, nodding like chicks pecking at grain in their fear, so much so that they were on the verge of wetting themselves.
Such a display made Lin Feng scornful. After all, they were high-ranking officials, yet so easily frightened.
Should he have used the Mind Stone to amplify their fear?
Never mind. Lin Feng retracted his gemstone ability and opened a portal. "This is no place to talk! Let's find a spot with a better view, shall we?"
Without waiting for the Secretary-General and the Minister of Internal Affairs to agree, he pulled the two of them into a dark space in the next moment.
A strange sensation of weightlessness washed over them.
The Secretary-General and the Minister of Internal Affairs felt themselves floating.
The scene before their eyes suddenly darkened, and then a colossal ball of light appeared.
The Minister of Internal Affairs gasped, his eyes widening in disbelief as he stared at the scene before him.
Lin Feng's move had brought them directly into space!
In the distance, the massive planet, a swirl of blue, white, and yellow, was none other than Blue Star!
Up until now, the two had only seen the vast Blue Star on screens. Now, they were honored to personally witness this miraculous existence from space.
However, neither of them desired such an honor.
This was a death sentence!
Bewilderment, shock, and disbelief.
Their chairs were still beneath them, yet they had so easily arrived in the universe?
"Isn't it beautiful?" Lin Feng spoke first, breaking the silent atmosphere.
Anyone, upon first facing Blue Star, would be unable to suppress their awe.
A vast and beautiful living planet, nurturing countless species, teeming with life.
But one needed to be alive to appreciate it.
The Secretary-General and the Minister of Internal Affairs clearly had no mood to appreciate Blue Star at the moment. Their voices trembled as they asked, "This, this is space?"
"What do you think?" Lin Feng retorted, then grabbed the backs of their chairs and spun them around.
Not far from the three of them floated a giant satellite.
On the satellite, several English letters were inscribed—STARK.
Stark Industries!
"Come, want a photo?" Lin Feng grinned, forcing their fingers into a V-sign.
The scene before them was self-explanatory; Lin Feng, by some unknown means, had brought them to outer space!
The two of them could barely manage a stiff smile, their minds too numb to even ponder the bizarre fact that Lin Feng could speak in the vacuum of space.
Seeing that they couldn't force a smile, Lin Feng stopped bothering them.
Were they already collapsing? This was merely an appetizer. Lin Feng believed the sights to come would make them wet themselves!
He turned the two of them back towards Blue Star.
"Now, let's see what's truly behind the Superhuman Management Act!"
With a grand gesture, Lin Feng magnified scenes from certain regions on Blue Star.
Simultaneously, he used the Time Stone to recreate various scenarios.
He understood the principle of stubborn denial. Without irrefutable evidence, you couldn't expect them to admit their actions.
In front of the three, numerous large screens danced, displaying the reactions of the ministers of various kingdoms when faced with the Act.
The footage played rapidly, like a sped-up film. Countless words clearly reached the ears of the three.
"Do we really have to sign this Act?"
"After signing, will we have any say?"
"Will the superheroes even agree to the mission content?"
"What if the United States wants superheroes to participate in a war?"
"Don't worry, the US has made corresponding promises. This is another agreement."
"This goes against the principles of equality and freedom. Tell them, the East will not sign!"
The mysterious East, Northern Europe, the Western regions, the Island Kingdoms, the Desert Kingdoms.
The private conversations and true thoughts of each kingdom were being revealed one by one.
There was worry, relief, schadenfreude, and even nascent scheming.
The footage lingered for a few seconds on an unpublicized agreement.
The Superhuman Joint Action Protocol.
Lin Feng had also reviewed its contents.
It detailed how superheroes were to be managed, and the limitations and channels for deploying them during wartime.
In this undisclosed agreement, superheroes were treated like commodities, with their mission prices clearly marked.
Lin Feng tutted. This was the equality and freedom the US Secretary-General spoke of?
It was a colossal joke.
The Secretary-General and the Minister of Internal Affairs began to sweat profusely, but it wasn't over yet.
The scene shifted again.
This time, the Minister of Internal Affairs and the Secretary-General themselves became the main characters.
It was a recording of them discussing the Act in a conference room.
"Rogers and Lin Feng are the biggest obstacles to the Act, no objections, right?"
"Since there are no objections, then devise corresponding countermeasures!"
"Also, give me an updated combat power estimate for Lin Feng."
In the video, after giving their orders, the two left and went to the Secretary-General's lounge. The Minister of Internal Affairs took out a report and began briefing the Secretary-General.
"The East is temporarily refusing to sign the Superhuman Control Act."
"The Western regions have raised questions about expanding the scope of superhero missions."
"And the Island Kingdoms feel the mission rewards are too high."
"They believe that superheroes should act for free."
"Free?"
The Secretary-General waved his hand, interrupting the Minister of Internal Affairs' report, as if he had heard the most absurd joke. His corpulent body trembled, and he let out a cold laugh. "Is there anything free in this world?"
"Send a message to the Island Kingdoms. If they don't want to sign, they don't have to, but they must bear the consequences themselves."
The Minister of Internal Affairs nodded, then flipped to the page concerning the Eastern Kingdom. "What about the Eastern Kingdom?"
"They insist that superheroes should not be restrained. Even supervision should be open and transparent, decided by the will of the people through voting."
"Heh heh..."
The Secretary-General let out another cold laugh, completely disregarding their suggestion. "It seems our technological blockade against them is not enough."
What was his purpose in monitoring superheroes? Control! Victory! Leverage!
"I recall we prepared a sharing agreement a couple of days ago."
"Although it's from over a decade ago, since they are being uncooperative, let's cancel it."
The Minister of Internal Affairs nodded. "Understood. However, the materials for the East's share in the exchange have already been delivered."
"And... Superman has an Eastern appearance."
The Minister of Internal Affairs agreed with the Secretary-General's handling of the situation but voiced two concerns.
"Then give them technology from twenty years ago, and add a condition that Lin Feng must not know about this!"
"As for the Western regions' suggestion, I think it's quite good."
"As long as they pay enough, we can even have Natasha do a striptease for them!"
"After all, it's for border peace!"
With that, the two shameless old men exchanged a look and burst into laughter.
Scene after scene played before their eyes.
Filled with darkness and the stench of profit.