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

"This..." Maya's straightforwardness made the middle-aged scientist a little at a loss.

The guests below began to whisper to each other, and the venue became noisy again. It is conceivable that the audience in front of the TV also began to think about their own gains and losses, and discussed Maya's true purpose.

"Ha ha......"

Maya smiled lightly, "Everyone, remember what I said before, the purpose of the Hope Space Station is to share hope equally.

People who are qualified to do innovative research are mostly wealthy people like Mr. Stark, or have the support of wealthy people.

You can choose to conduct basic research in the world of the sacred tree. I don’t mind if the high-tech is placed in the real world. After all, your high-tech is not as good as mine, haha..."

"Uh......"

Maya's half-smiling expression made many people embarrassed.

“Don’t worry, the profit I’m talking about is not the profit you think.

I am a god, and what I need is growth in laws, not beautiful knives and star coins. Therefore, in the world of the sacred tree, your patents are better protected than in the real world. "Maya added.

"It makes sense. He is a god and a ninth-level wise man. He can get countless star coins by just making some gadgets.

For example, the Wan Zun Pill was just a by-product of her embryonic stem cell cloning experiments, which was used to improve the quality of boar sperm. "Someone who knows Maya whispered.

"Indeed, she needs laws, which will definitely protect our patents, otherwise..."

"Hey, can you develop a technology that allows people to improve the law? She is a ninth-level wise person. Except for those few who are suspected of...you guys, don't be so sentimental."

......

The award ceremony had limited time, and after explaining the Hope Space Station plan, the ceremony came to an end.

That night at the City Hall party, Jennifer became the center of attention, and she was surrounded by big names in politics and business.

Jennifer also talked to them calmly and grandly, and her temperament was not inferior to that of the Queen of Sweden as her host!

Maya couldn't help but lament that there are no born nobles in the world. The acquired behavior and character are closely related to the environment in which they live.

At the same time, as the source and support of such changes in her mother, she is also very happy and very proud.

After realizing her dream and announcing the Hope space station plan to the world, Maya rushed back to New York without stopping. Before New Year's Day in 95, she still had several meetings to attend.

The first meeting was an inquiry and review from the US government, because "after you came back, you no longer seem to love the United States."

Well, these are Reed's exact words.

"I used to be very patriotic?" Maya Dan said painfully.

If she loved the United States, Big Bobo would have passed on the throne of President of the Holy Shield to her long ago.

"They thought you were a patriot before. Well, many times, your actions were particularly beneficial to the United States."

Reed spread his hands and when he saw Maya's expression twisted, he laughed and said happily: "Well, those people don't understand you, they are too pretentious.

Your eyes are focused on the entire earth civilization from beginning to end, which is good. I am the President of the Holy Shield, but the person who is qualified to be the leader of civilization is you. "

Seeing that Reed was genuinely happy, Maya couldn't help but wonder: "Because I took on part of your responsibilities, are you relaxed?"

"Yes, today on earth, perhaps only you and me can feel the heavy burden of being a leader of civilization."

Reed slumped on the sofa and sighed: "The Holy Shield leaders of this government have too narrow vision and are too American. I miss old General Hamilton!

He only saw the power and benefits brought by his status as President of the Holy Shield, and completely forgot that all power and benefits were in the service of responsibility. "

"Who is he?"

"He is not one person, but a group. No one can have the authority of a five-star general. Nine people, former President George H.W. Bush, former Army General and current Space Force Commander-in-Chief Ross, S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Carter, FBI Director Edgar, MP....."

"Sam has made outstanding contributions and controls the power of the Security Council. He is also a rare shrewd and capable person. Why was he not selected?" Maya complained for her little "old" brother.

Reed stared at her for a while, then twitched his lips and said, "Not only was he selected, he was also the team leader. After your identity was exposed, he was kicked out as a traitor."

"Why?"

"He is considered your legion and spokesperson." Reed couldn't laugh or cry.

"Uh, poor Sam, haha..." Maya laughed heartlessly.

After a private conversation with Reed, Maya accepted an informal inquiry and investigation from Clinton, Howard Sr., and General Ross at the Men in Black headquarters, with Lu Dan as her companion.

"Hi, Maya." Clinton greeted him cordially when they met: "God, I haven't seen you for a few months, and you have become more beautiful. I dare say that even angels are not as good as you -"

"Ahem..." General Ross, whom he met at the Space Terminal last time, gently pulled Mr. President's sleeve and interrupted him: "This is an inquiry and investigation. The meeting has already begun."

"I know."

After fooling him casually, Clinton leaned forward and whispered: "Maya, do you have time after the meeting? I have something to ask you for help."

"There are so many national events waiting for me, and I don't have time... Why don't you tell me now?" Maya said to the president unceremoniously.

"Hey, okay. I heard that you have an upgrade plan. I want to ask if you can go through the back door and give me a training spot for fleet captain." Clinton asked expectantly.

The rank of captain of the fleet starts from the rank of lieutenant general, and it is also a military position with real power. Its status is as high as you can imagine.

Therefore, even if Clinton is the president, he is not eligible to participate in fleet captain training.

In fact, there are only a dozen or so people selected from the entire earth, and all of them are the result of bloody battles with aliens in the past year.

"You are no longer president?" Maya asked in surprise.

"I won't do it after this term." Clinton shook his head.

Clinton became president in 92, which meant that he would stay for another year and then step down or seek re-election in 96.

"Why?" Maya asked curiously.

"Being president is no fun."

Seeing Maya's disbelief, he looked around and lowered his voice: "There are too many black technologies nowadays, and because of the skrull incident, the president is monitored 24 hours a day, and even if he wants to do something private... Oh, the universe is so big , I want to go out and experience it.”

What private things can Clinton do in the White House? What else does he want to see in outer space?

Maya nodded numbly.

The inquiry is not an interrogation. They mainly want to understand Maya's thoughts and plans in order to adjust the next policy of the US government.

After all, where Maya's identity and status are, her every move will have a major impact on the country.

Understanding and trust between people lies in constant communication. Communication may not reduce barriers, but it can definitely eliminate misunderstandings.

Maya is not a middle-aged teenager who becomes arrogant when she succeeds. She will not have a rebellious mentality as soon as she hears about the official investigation. In fact, she is very happy to see these actions of the Americans.

This shows that they are not afraid of her, nor do they worship her excessively, but regard her as someone they can communicate with.

Satan and God do not need to communicate. All they need is fear and pious faith.

Maya considers herself a human being, well, a human being who has taken one more step on the road of evolution.

Therefore, she cooperated and expressed her thoughts.

"The current behavior of the United States to eat alone is to stuff explosives under its butt."