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Chapter 601 Armando Eddie Munoz
Howard waved to signal the front desk not to notify, and walked straight towards the door in front of him. After politely knocking three times on the door, he didn't wait for a response from inside and pushed the door open and walked in.
After the door opened, a wide hall came into Howard's view. In the center of the hall, there was a long table and several stools. Hyperion, Doctor Banner, and Power Princess were sitting together.
"I'm glad you could come, Stark," Hyperion greeted Howard to come and sit down. "And I am also very satisfied with those Sentinel Robots you created. With them, all superhumans will not be able to hide. By the way, can Sentinel Robots be mass-produced?"
However, Howard did not answer the question. Instead, he complained to Hyperion, "Now there is public resentment outside. Do you know what you are doing, Hyperion?"
"Trespassing, forcibly arresting people, you are committing a crime!"
"I am reducing crime!" Hyperion said decisively. "Only by registering all superhumans can we control them. Only by controlling them can we prevent evil from happening."
"Moreover, we are not arresting every superhuman. Those superhumans who have registered and have no criminal records are staying home safely. I warned all superhumans long ago, but unfortunately, many people did not listen. What awaits them can only be thunderous means."
"Then why did you let those mutants join in?" Howard pointed his index finger at Hyperion. "You should know what will happen when controversial mutants join in at such a sensitive time, right?"
"Because I lack manpower," Hyperion looked as if it was a matter of course. "Since no one is helping me, I have to find helpers myself. Obviously, they are doing a good job."
"Yes, because you have already arrested thousands of people, thousands of people in just one day!"
Howard only felt blood rushing up, feeling dizziness.
"Do you know what the government said? They want you to release those people immediately!"
Hyperion waved his hand and said indifferently, "Those people only know how to talk. If they were willing to help, the problem could be solved more gently. No need to pay attention to their barking."
"Instead of worrying about this, you should add more production lines or improve the ability of Sentinel Robots, instead of arguing with me here. You should still remember the content of our conversation, right?"
Hearing this, Howard's expression changed several times. In the end, he could only sigh helplessly and say, "Okay, okay, since this is what you want, then I will give it to you, but let's get the ugly words out of the way first..."
"Don't regret it then!"
Howard turned and left, looking quite exasperated. It formed a sharp contrast with the indifferent Hyperion behind him. Anyone would think Hyperion was the victor in this conversation.
"I never regret," Hyperion said calmly. As Howard slammed the door and left, the hall fell into silence for a while, until Hyperion spoke again.
"How is the search program going, Bruce?"
"Perfect," Doctor Banner nodded. "But when facing dense crowds, the search program may still have problems. It is best not to scan a hundred people at the same time, otherwise the search program will crash."
"Good," Hyperion nodded in satisfaction. "It is already perfect to achieve this level in a day. There is no need to push yourself too hard."
Hyperion's gentle attitude now is in sharp contrast to his previous attitude towards Howard. This is not gentleness towards his own people, but rather he knows what method to use to treat what kind of person.
Superhuman Registration will not bring any benefit to Howard. He is like a horse, Hyperion must whip him to move. But Bruce is different, because the search program can help him find the missing Betty, so even if Hyperion stops him, he will develop it at all costs.
Sure enough, Doctor Banner shook his head after listening to Hyperion's words and said, "I have rested for a long time. If there is nothing else, I will go back to work."
No one stopped him. Doctor Banner walked out of the hall on his own. Without thinking, one would know that he was heading to the laboratory.
"He must love your sister very much," Power Princess said with a smile.
"Betty loves him very much too," Hyperion said noncommittally.
"By the way, Mark," Power Princess seemed to have thought of something. "What do you think of that superhuman who escaped the pursuit of Sentinel Robots?"
"Dangerous," Hyperion said firmly. "I watched the video recording recorded by Robot. He disappeared in the blink of an eye. It is obviously a space-type superpower. I remember his name should be..."
"Armando Eddie Munoz," Power Princess picked up the information on the desk. "The information shows that he came from a wealthy family, but because he awakened into a superhuman in his childhood, he was abandoned by his parents."
"What is strange is that the superpower Armando demonstrated is completely different from the superpower described by his parents."
"What do you mean?" Hyperion asked.
Power Princess continued, "According to the description of Armando's parents, Armando was swimming in the pool at that time. Because of cramps and drowning, his father was about to save him, but found that Armando stopped convulsing and stood up in the water."
"He stood on the water, this is the description of his parents."
"Multiple abilities?" Hyperion frowned. "Or another use of space ability?"
"This can only be known when we catch him," Power Princess put down the information. "There is another problem, how are you going to solve those thousands of superhumans? We don't have space to accommodate so many people."
"Throw them all into Old New York," Hyperion did not hesitate at all. He seemed to have thought of a countermeasure long ago.
"The people who are still alive there have become superhumans, which is suitable for detaining these people. Just let mutants and Sentinel Robots patrol the periphery to prevent them from running out."
"Is this really going to be okay?" Power Princess asked worriedly. "Won't they unite to resistance us then?"
"Believe me, they won't," Hyperion shrugged. "Compared to uniting, humans prefer infighting. As long as there is a spark, even without guards, they will restrain each other. And don't underestimate our ally, they will solve this matter."
...
"Is it really necessary to do this?" Yang Le looked at the ruins in front of him and asked Magneto for his opinion.
"Do it, Habby," Magneto waved his hand and said. "Think about our compatriot, this is all for ourselves."
Yang Le had no method, so he could only raise his hands. The next second, countless plants rose from the underground.
(End of Chapter)
Howard waved to signal the front desk not to notify, and walked straight towards the door in front of him. After politely knocking three times on the door, he didn't wait for a response from inside and pushed the door open and walked in.
After the door opened, a wide hall came into Howard's view. In the center of the hall, there was a long table and several stools. Hyperion, Doctor Banner, and Power Princess were sitting together.
"I'm glad you could come, Stark," Hyperion greeted Howard to come and sit down. "And I am also very satisfied with those Sentinel Robots you created. With them, all superhumans will not be able to hide. By the way, can Sentinel Robots be mass-produced?"
However, Howard did not answer the question. Instead, he complained to Hyperion, "Now there is public resentment outside. Do you know what you are doing, Hyperion?"
"Trespassing, forcibly arresting people, you are committing a crime!"
"I am reducing crime!" Hyperion said decisively. "Only by registering all superhumans can we control them. Only by controlling them can we prevent evil from happening."
"Moreover, we are not arresting every superhuman. Those superhumans who have registered and have no criminal records are staying home safely. I warned all superhumans long ago, but unfortunately, many people did not listen. What awaits them can only be thunderous means."
"Then why did you let those mutants join in?" Howard pointed his index finger at Hyperion. "You should know what will happen when controversial mutants join in at such a sensitive time, right?"
"Because I lack manpower," Hyperion looked as if it was a matter of course. "Since no one is helping me, I have to find helpers myself. Obviously, they are doing a good job."
"Yes, because you have already arrested thousands of people, thousands of people in just one day!"
Howard only felt blood rushing up, feeling dizziness.
"Do you know what the government said? They want you to release those people immediately!"
Hyperion waved his hand and said indifferently, "Those people only know how to talk. If they were willing to help, the problem could be solved more gently. No need to pay attention to their barking."
"Instead of worrying about this, you should add more production lines or improve the ability of Sentinel Robots, instead of arguing with me here. You should still remember the content of our conversation, right?"
Hearing this, Howard's expression changed several times. In the end, he could only sigh helplessly and say, "Okay, okay, since this is what you want, then I will give it to you, but let's get the ugly words out of the way first..."
"Don't regret it then!"
Howard turned and left, looking quite exasperated. It formed a sharp contrast with the indifferent Hyperion behind him. Anyone would think Hyperion was the victor in this conversation.
"I never regret," Hyperion said calmly. As Howard slammed the door and left, the hall fell into silence for a while, until Hyperion spoke again.
"How is the search program going, Bruce?"
"Perfect," Doctor Banner nodded. "But when facing dense crowds, the search program may still have problems. It is best not to scan a hundred people at the same time, otherwise the search program will crash."
"Good," Hyperion nodded in satisfaction. "It is already perfect to achieve this level in a day. There is no need to push yourself too hard."
Hyperion's gentle attitude now is in sharp contrast to his previous attitude towards Howard. This is not gentleness towards his own people, but rather he knows what method to use to treat what kind of person.
Superhuman Registration will not bring any benefit to Howard. He is like a horse, Hyperion must whip him to move. But Bruce is different, because the search program can help him find the missing Betty, so even if Hyperion stops him, he will develop it at all costs.
Sure enough, Doctor Banner shook his head after listening to Hyperion's words and said, "I have rested for a long time. If there is nothing else, I will go back to work."
No one stopped him. Doctor Banner walked out of the hall on his own. Without thinking, one would know that he was heading to the laboratory.
"He must love your sister very much," Power Princess said with a smile.
"Betty loves him very much too," Hyperion said noncommittally.
"By the way, Mark," Power Princess seemed to have thought of something. "What do you think of that superhuman who escaped the pursuit of Sentinel Robots?"
"Dangerous," Hyperion said firmly. "I watched the video recording recorded by Robot. He disappeared in the blink of an eye. It is obviously a space-type superpower. I remember his name should be..."
"Armando Eddie Munoz," Power Princess picked up the information on the desk. "The information shows that he came from a wealthy family, but because he awakened into a superhuman in his childhood, he was abandoned by his parents."
"What is strange is that the superpower Armando demonstrated is completely different from the superpower described by his parents."
"What do you mean?" Hyperion asked.
Power Princess continued, "According to the description of Armando's parents, Armando was swimming in the pool at that time. Because of cramps and drowning, his father was about to save him, but found that Armando stopped convulsing and stood up in the water."
"He stood on the water, this is the description of his parents."
"Multiple abilities?" Hyperion frowned. "Or another use of space ability?"
"This can only be known when we catch him," Power Princess put down the information. "There is another problem, how are you going to solve those thousands of superhumans? We don't have space to accommodate so many people."
"Throw them all into Old New York," Hyperion did not hesitate at all. He seemed to have thought of a countermeasure long ago.
"The people who are still alive there have become superhumans, which is suitable for detaining these people. Just let mutants and Sentinel Robots patrol the periphery to prevent them from running out."
"Is this really going to be okay?" Power Princess asked worriedly. "Won't they unite to resistance us then?"
"Believe me, they won't," Hyperion shrugged. "Compared to uniting, humans prefer infighting. As long as there is a spark, even without guards, they will restrain each other. And don't underestimate our ally, they will solve this matter."
...
"Is it really necessary to do this?" Yang Le looked at the ruins in front of him and asked Magneto for his opinion.
"Do it, Habby," Magneto waved his hand and said. "Think about our compatriot, this is all for ourselves."
Yang Le had no method, so he could only raise his hands. The next second, countless plants rose from the underground.
(End of Chapter)
