American Comics: The Matrix

Chapter 452 The Hydra Cabinet

What about me?

[Steve] had this inexplicable feeling in his heart.

But Bant quickly looked away, making him think that perhaps he was being paranoid.

'I'm probably overthinking it; he couldn't possibly see through my disguise.'

The evolved human thought.

He relied on more than just a disguise mask; that was just an illusion and couldn't change his original physique.

The mask was merely an aid; what truly gave him confidence was his ability to "mimic."

At the time, in the Kree Empire, the Supreme Intelligence decided to create the Cosmic Cube in order to solve the crisis facing the Kree Empire. Although it failed, it was not without results.

The evolved humans failed to solve the genetic problem, but they gained a huge improvement in physical data and some special abilities.

One of them is the ability to "mimic" that is different from that of the Skrulls.

It was precisely because of this ability that their secret infiltration of the Giant Beast Ring was so successful; otherwise, masks alone could not conceal their enormous size.

Although he was a little unhappy about becoming a lower race, the evolved human endured it for the sake of that anti-life extinction plan.

He was unaware that he had been exposed, and at that moment he was thinking that his fellow races on Earth might have already built towers, and that some of them might have even successfully infiltrated the Sakaar headquarters.

Meanwhile, in another room of the Hydra mothership, around a round table, gathered the most powerful group in the world—Madame Hydra, God Gogon, Hive, Baron Zemo, Siren, Dr. Zola, and Mr. Faust.

They are the infamous Hydra cabinet.

"All the surveillance cameras have been hacked," Dr. Zola said, disgruntled. "In my opinion, these people aren't necessarily kind-hearted. It would be best to just eliminate them, then gather the army and let the glory of the Hydra shine on another universe!"

"Sir, the enemy not only refuses to surrender, but also intends to launch an attack on us!"

Baron Zemo wasn't so reckless: "What's the background of that boy? He's not anyone we know, but Steve Rogers and Black Panther from that universe seem to obey him. And that four-armed woman, a mutated Red Hulk?"

"We know nothing about them, so it's best not to act rashly."

“You’re overthinking it, Zemo,” the green-haired enchantress, her tongue flicking out, laughed. “We have the Hydra Avengers, and we have nothing to fear from them. Any rebel in this world will submit to us, Hydra!”

Faust said, “I support Zemo. There’s no need to be too reckless. We’ve played along with the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. before, but our enemies aren’t completely wiped out yet.”

"My suggestion is to first keep those 'envoys' calm and extract more information from them about the collision crisis, then secretly gather our forces and destroy that Earth in one fell swoop."

The others frowned upon hearing this.

"Destroy?"

"Isn't this a bit too extravagant?"

"If we can conquer another Earth, then we will not only possess Earth, but also the universe of that world!"

In their world, although Hydra rules Earth, the presence of quasars and Captain Marvel outside the planetary shield makes it almost impossible for them to expand into space.

But the other universe is different.

"How do you know that there are no quasars and Captain Marvel in another world?" Faust asked.

"This happened so suddenly, we didn't have much time to prepare. It's more important to figure out the situation first. As for the other world... it will come later."

"The multiverse has countless worlds, so there's no need to be confined to the one in front of you."

Faust's words make a lot of sense.

At that moment, Steve pushed open the conference room door and walked in. He believed that the cabinet members already had their answers. But the decision rested with him; whatever suggestions the cabinet offered, the prerequisite was that they persuaded him.

“Steve, you know we can’t and won’t leave Earth. Once the planetary shield is activated, Captain Marvel and the Quasars will immediately attack us. If they break the seal on New York and allow more superheroes to escape from the Dark Dimension, then we’ll be in a much worse situation.”

Steve nodded.

"That's what I thought too."

He saw nothing wrong with the cabinet's proposal to destroy another Earth.

Protecting the people of another Earth is not within his purview, nor is his sense of morality particularly strong.

“But we need to stabilize them first and gather information about the collision crisis. Judging from their behavior, this is clearly not a coincidence. Perhaps we will be frequently involved in collisions with another world in the future.” Soon, Steve returned to Bant’s room and said, “We agree to your proposal, but it will take time to gather the people.”

"However, we need to know more about the collision crisis you mentioned."

Felicia was surprised.

"They agreed so quickly? I thought there would at least be a fight."

The Snake Team smiled gently: "If we could, we wouldn't want to be forced to leave our homeland either, but the buffer time for the collision crisis is too short, and we're not prepared. The chances of winning a war against you are slim. Otherwise, we wouldn't back down!"

What he said was reasonable and well-founded.

"We don't know the cause of the collision crisis either. At first we thought it was a space oscillation, but later we found that there seemed to be another reason."

Bant said slowly and deliberately.

"But whatever the reason, the collapse of the multiverse is a fact, and Earth is the singularity of this collapse. Countless multiverses will approach each other because of their respective Earths, and eventually collide. Destroying one of the Earths is the most cost-effective solution that we have deduced so far."

Bant: It's not that we can't afford to blow up the universe, but that blowing up the Earth is more cost-effective.

"I understand, but we need time..."

“We can wait for the last ten minutes at most,” T’Challa said, his expression strange.

"It's unbelievable that after seeing so many worlds, it turns out that the world ruled by your Hydra is the most cooperative."

It was not a collaboration.

“If you don’t mind, we’d like to look around your area,” T’Challa said.

He still couldn't believe that Hydra had agreed to the request to evacuate Earth, so he wanted to see for himself whether they really intended to evacuate the people.

Steve was pondering what excuse to use to keep them, and at that moment he readily agreed.

"Of course. Do you need me to send you a few guides?"

“No need, we’ll just wander around Washington.” T’Challa didn’t want to be monitored.

……

Streets of Washington, D.C.

Bant and his group seemed like modern people who had stumbled into a silent film, their vibrant colors standing out starkly against the lifeless pedestrians.

Even though they were so conspicuous, passersby dared not glance at them for a second, for fear of bringing trouble upon themselves.

"It's so depressing."

Felicia frowned.

Living in such a world, you have to be careful not to make a mistake even when you're breathing.

If you are not careful, you will be arrested and tried.

T'Challa, who was always on the lookout for the world's networks, exclaimed in surprise, "They actually issued an evacuation notice."

He projected the image, showing Steve fully armed, as if he were still in wartime, standing straight and solemnly announcing to the world the order to evacuate Earth.

Almost simultaneously, a large number of spaceships, like the morning rush hour, were stuck in the air, forming a dense mass, and flew towards cities all over the world.

This massive migration, resembling that of army ants, is truly awe-inspiring.

Immediately afterwards, the Snake Team's broadcasts rang throughout Washington, D.C., and people emerged from the houses in twos and threes, with their families, heading towards the locations designated in the broadcasts as if seeking refuge.

At this point, Felicia felt that Hydra's oppressive rule might not be such a bad thing after all. At least when orders were given, the people could react quickly instead of losing their minds and questioning everything and causing trouble everywhere.

But Crown Prince T'Challa and Luma didn't think so.

"They're like a bunch of puppets whose consciousness has been erased. Ruling these people is no different from ruling a bunch of robots," Luma said disappointedly.

She had initially thought there was a war to fight, but now all that's left is disappointment.

As the group shook their heads and sighed, they failed to notice that a pair of eyes were watching their every move from among the towering buildings.

(End of this chapter)