When I transform into Marvel, I also want to be the overlord

Today is the day when those gangster classmates are released from prison. Well, they don’t have to run marathons anymore.

Naturally, President Maya called Matthew, the radar, into the office.

"Matthew, have any other gangs come to our school to recruit people recently?" The president first asked about this.

"President Hansen, I'm not sure. The news I heard is one-sided. I can only receive one voice at a certain moment, so I don't know if there are any omissions." Matthew explained.

Maya understood Matthew's subtext, that is, everything is normal so far, and no other black organization is openly looking for school students.

In fact, these days, Maya's shadow clone has also explored the current situation of Frank's gang, and everything is normal. There are conflicts between the various leaders, but there are no signs of direct conflict.

Even Jimmy, who had defected to Wilson, was very honest and didn't even try to instigate fights among the various hills. Human trafficking seems to have stopped, at least President Maya has not encountered it even once. As for the source of their new flour, Maya didn't pursue it, it didn't make any sense.

"Is there any large-scale police operation recently?"

Maya thought of a possibility. Her listening device could only hear the sound of the police station's public radio station, and the top management of the Manhattan police was completely unaware of the plan.

"That's not the case. They seem to be setting up a new task force. At present, the name and the project they are responsible for have not been determined. They said they were short of manpower before, and it seems that this is just for this matter." Matthew said.

The president thought for a while and felt that there was still too little information, so he discussed it with Matthew, "Let's sort out these things. Hell's Kitchen has been in a stalemate recently. There is no large-scale infighting in the Frank Gang, and no one has stepped forward. Comfort and gather the little brothers below, police station"

"Wait a minute, President, how do you determine the internal situation of the Frank Gang?"

Matthew was naturally aware of such an obvious situation and asked immediately.

"Don't interrupt, continue to listen to what I say. The police are almost indifferent to the reshuffle of New York gangs. Instead, they allocate their strength to a certain place and replace it with Wilson Fisk on the West Coast of the A incident. After such a long time, it should have been determined Frank's death, but he was so ambitious that he still did not march into New York. It is assumed that he was delayed because of Incident B. Recently, a lot of bad news about mutants has been circulated. All Yanhuang mutants have been smuggled into Canada. Have you noticed? This guy Magneto hasn’t been in the headlines in years.”

"Matthew, what is the connection between these things?"

Matthew's expression was very complicated. He had barely recovered from the shock. After a while, he said: "Probably, whether it is incident A or incident B, they are both mutant incidents."

"Indeed, it is easy to come to this conclusion with so much information combined," Maya said with a smile.

"But, President Hansen, I don't understand." Matthew hesitated, not knowing whether he should ask.

Maya understood what he was doubting, and she had no intention of having a showdown with Matthew so soon. But the recent news she received all gave her a sense of urgency that a storm was coming.

Even if Lao Wan goes to the White House and kills nn, she will only read it as news that has nothing to do with her, and maybe give Lao Wan a like or something.

After all, Lao Wan is just a mutant, not all mutants. She didn't know the proportion of mutants in the total population. Even if it was one in 10,000, there were tens of thousands of mutants in the United States. Then the number of related gene carriers would increase tenfold, to at least hundreds of thousands.

If a racial conflict really breaks out, Maya herself probably won't have a big problem, but she is not alone. She has parents, younger brothers, relatives, friends, and classmates

She is no longer a careless loner. There are many people she cherishes, all of whom are ordinary people.

The proportion of mutants is definitely more than one in ten thousand, and the battle between the two races does not look like two armies confronting each other. They are all intertwined and interconnected. Maybe one day a mutant warrior will pop up next to him and want to take revenge on ordinary people.

IQ does not equal wisdom, and Maya is not a wise sage who can see through a person's character at a glance.

But she is not stupid either. She keeps one truth in mind, such as