"You guys are too slow to digest it. Even if you keep recruiting people, you won't be able to digest these things quickly, so I plan to share them with this country."
As soon as Richard spoke, everyone was shocked, and at the same time, they were deeply impressed by his broad mind.
One must know that although these things are difficult to digest in the short term, no one would easily give them up, especially since Richard, as the Demon King, has no shortage of time.
"But there's one prerequisite: I'm only willing to share with my country."
(I originally wanted to include the entire Earth, but then I thought it wasn't reliable. I don't understand anything about the Marvel East, so I chose to use temptation and negotiation to rule the Earth.
Start with this country.)
This one-word difference made everyone understand Richard's meaning.
"So you plan to rule this country?"
Tony was a bit puzzled.
He didn't resist Richard's rule over the country; following him also had many benefits.
It's just that, based on the data model he made of Richard's personality, he shouldn't have had this idea. Was it caused by an external force?
Tony silently looked in the direction of Future Tony.
"The United States is completely willing to submit to the leader's rule. Give me some time, and I can persuade those old geezers."
President Matthew raised both hands in agreement.
"If you're talking about the council, everyone is willing to submit. There's no need for Mr. President to persuade them."
Pierce smiled slightly.
He sent them the video of himself regaining his youth, and one by one, they eagerly submitted at the leader's feet.
"Who are you?"
"Alexander Pierce. Three hours ago, I was also an old geezer."
"...Rejuvenation serum."
Matthew looked at him excitedly; the effect was so good.
Richard continued.
"Charles, next, have Mystique disguise herself as me, injured. Tom, Frank, you two cooperate as well.
Make the outside World believe I'm critically injured and only sustained by healing potions. You two also have a few civil wars, showing yourselves vying for power. The Shadow Soldiers will temporarily be under Tom's control.
I want to see how many people want my life."
The eyes of everyone present also showed murderous intent.
Future Captain America and Future Tony's mouths twitched when they heard the word "civil war."
Then Richard gave some more necessary instructions, and when he was almost done, he said,
"Leader, we have a gift to present to you."
Pierce spoke.
"A gift? Let's see it."
Richard looked at a huge suitcase at Pierce's feet.
"You will definitely be satisfied with this gift."
Baron Zemo used all his strength to place the suitcase on the table, emitting a loud thud.
When opened, inside was an old-fashioned robot, with rust stains all over its body, like a toy just dug up from the last century.
Everyone present raised an eyebrow or a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.
No one scoffed; to dare to present a gift in such an occasion, it would certainly not be an ordinary item.
Baron Zemo turned on the switch on the robot's back.
The robot's eye camera lit up, and its treads walked out of the suitcase, looking around before finally settling on Richard.
"Hello, Great Leader, HYDRA Zola salutes you!"
The robot's voice also had a crackling sound of electricity.
"Zola! You succeeded."
Howard stood up in surprise.
The two were old acquaintances.
"Howard, long time no see. It's truly pleasing to see you still alive."
"Hmph! Don't even start. You definitely had a hand in that assassination back then."
"Yes, it was entirely planned by me. For that, I will make compensation, and I can even make a few bodies for you to kill to vent."
Zola admitted generously, his attitude very humble.
He had joined late, so he had to build a good relationship to avoid leaving a bad impression on the leader.
"I'm not interested in your inflatable dolls."
Howard sat down, and the matter was considered over.
The expressions of the two Tonys also softened; this was the attitude of an apology.
"Digitalized soul, or consciousness transfer technology?"
Galan curiously examined the old-fashioned robot.
"It's consciousness transfer technology. Souls are too ethereal; I didn't find any evidence of their existence when I was alive."
The Zola robot replied.
"I know that the only ones in the entire Universe who can do this are the Shi'ar Empire, but they can only do it because their technology surpasses Earth's by hundreds of years.
The fact that you could accomplish this during World War II is truly incredible. However, this is not your main body."
Galan found this Planet very strange.
Two monsters appeared on one Planet.
Tony and Zola.
They were like building an Eiffel Tower on a foundation of tofu, completely ignoring the role of basic technology.
"Thank you for your praise. My main body is a giant computer, currently unable to move. I can only communicate through sub-bodies.
Please forgive my disrespect, Great Leader."
The Zola robot bowed apologetically to Richard.
"That's fine. I'm more interested in knowing if you still possess the wisdom you had in life, even without a physical body?"
Richard asked.
"Of course. Although there might be a slight emotional void due to the lack of hormones, my wisdom is completely intact."
Although the Zola robot had no expression, its voice was full of pride.
"Then sign the contract! As compensation, I will prepare a Vibranium body for you."
Richard took out the contract and placed it in front of the Zola robot.
Even without a soul, the Demon Contract has the same effect on consciousness.
"Vibranium?!"
Dr. Zola's voice was distorted.
"What, not satisfied?"
"No, I am very satisfied. I am just amazed by your generosity."
Then, Dr. Zola cautiously made a request.
"However, regarding this body, if possible, could I be allowed to construct it myself? After all, when it comes to body structure, I have more in-depth research and unique insights."
"You may. You can get the materials from Tom."
"My heartfelt thanks, Great Leader! Zola will certainly go all out to serve you!"
Richard was pleasantly surprised to gain another talent.
If Tony was a genius in physics,
Then Dr. Zola was a genius in biology.
Both were representatives of Marvel's top intelligence.
Richard looked at Baron Zemo and Pierce.
"Is there anything you two want? I'm very satisfied with this gift."
"Leader, I wish to retain the name HYDRA."
Pierce requested.
"Very well. HYDRA will be a specialized department under the Demon Group, responsible for intelligence gathering."
"Thank you, Leader."
This was already the best outcome for Pierce.
Whatever reward Baron Zemo wanted was irrelevant; his goal this time was simply to make the Demon King remember him, which was the greatest reward.
"I'd like some contribution points, Leader."
"Tom, give him thirty thousand contribution points."
"Yes."
Tom nodded, looking at the Zola robot with some surprise.
One must know that he only earned two hundred thousand contribution points in a year.
The group from the parallel Universe watched everything unfolding before them.
The dark organization that once tried to rule the World was subdued, transforming into a righteous organization protecting Earth.
Although the Battle of New York resulted in heavy losses, not a single person died, and a portion of the alien warships and motherships, as well as complete Chitauri technology, were preserved.
Their counterparts were living lives that they envied.
Wealth, fame, love, family.
Future Tony began to ponder, where was the Demon King in their World?
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