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Chapter 131 Norman: MAGA!!
Norman Osborne stood before countless cameras, his voice resonating across screens worldwide. Behind him hung the simple yet powerful Osborne Group logo.

But the custom-made suit he wore didn't exude any businessman's shrewdness; instead, it revealed a sharp edge born of experience.

"This country is sick."

Without any grand opening remarks, Norman's voice was steady, yet it struck the hearts of every listener like a heavy hammer.

“We were promised freedom and justice, but we see the scars of racial conflict being repeatedly torn open;

We were told this was a land of dreams, yet we see countless families torn apart by immigration policies.

We elect a government and entrust it with our trust, only to be met with endless partisan attacks and inaction.

The most ridiculous thing is that when an alien fleet hovered overhead, the 'leaders' we elected weren't thinking about how to save us, but rather how to wipe New York off the map with a single nuclear bomb!

He paused, his sharp gaze seemingly piercing through the lens, looking directly at everyone in front of the screen.

"They even tried to try the hero who saved the city—my son, Harry Osborne."

Simply because the power he possesses is not in the dirty hands of those politicians!

"Therefore, I can no longer remain silent."

Norman took a deep breath, each word spoken with conviction.
"I, Norman Osborne, will run in this presidential election as an independent candidate, not affiliated with any political party."

I will not represent any interest group, but only you, the millions of forgotten and betrayed people. I will stand up and change this corrupt country, making it…great again!

After he finished speaking, the whole world seemed to fall silent for a second.

The next moment, a deafening roar of cheers erupted from every corner of the city.

In bars, people slammed their glasses on the table and shouted "Osborne's" name; in apartment buildings, countless housewives wiped away tears of emotion; on the streets and alleys, the eyes of those struggling at the bottom of society ignited a long-lost flame.

They don't understand the politicians' obscure jargon, but they understand one thing:

It was Harry Osborn who made cancer treatments, once out of reach, affordable for them.
It was Harry Osborne who stood up when the government was prepared to sacrifice them.

Old Osborne, with his immense wealth, had no need to fabricate lies to deceive these poor people.

Moreover, running as an independent means that he is not backed by those who manipulate politics.

This is a clean, powerful candidate who is willing to speak out for them.

Traditional politicians and media commentators scoffed at this.

A businessman, an independent candidate with no political connections, wants to enter the White House?
This is simply a fantasy.

Elections are not just a game of money; they require enormous political resources to mobilize voters and to let the people of every town and village know who you are.

However, they soon stopped laughing.

The intricate web that Harry had laid long ago was now fully activated.

On social media, Norman's speech video spread like wildfire. Norman stood on the side of the victims, speaking out for his son and the general public, which was truly unusual.

Countless accounts controlled by [Prometheus] precisely pushed Norman's ideas to every potential supporter;
Harry's immense prestige, which he had previously accumulated, was now being transformed into political capital for his father without reservation.

When the primary results were announced, Norman Osborne's name appeared prominently on the list of presidential candidates, and his approval ratings crushed all his opponents at an incredible speed.

This made those hiding in the shadows completely uneasy.

Overnight, a deluge of smears and rumors against Norman Osborn came crashing down.

The old business disputes were amplified, anonymous sources revealed his chaotic private life, and some "experts" even asserted that the success of the Osborne Group was built on the exploitation of the people.

Dirty methods, a familiar taste.

Just as public opinion began to waver slightly, Harry held another press conference, throwing out a bombshell that no one could refuse in front of the world.

"Here, I have another announcement to make."

Under the leadership and substantial investment of my father, Norman Osborn, the Osborn Group's biological research department has long been dedicated to the research of addiction issues.

Today, we have finally overcome the last hurdle and successfully developed a highly effective drug that can completely eradicate drug addiction.

Harry paused, then added:
"This technology belongs to the past, but even more so to the future. It is a gift from my father to all the families in this country ravaged by drugs."

These words caused a global uproar.

This country is severely affected by drugs.

This move undoubtedly struck at the heart of countless families suffering from drug addiction.

Norman's image also began to transform from that of a father who spoke out for his son to a saint who was concerned about the country and its people.

In this situation, the rumors against Norman naturally fell apart, and Norman won a massive wave of public support.

However, this also means that it will completely destroy a huge and bloody underground profit chain.

However, to everyone's surprise, Wilson Fisker, also known as Kingpin, the biggest underground emperor in New York, publicly expressed his full support for the Osborn Group's decision through the media.

"Mr. Osborne is doing the right thing."

Kingpin, speaking through the screen, spoke calmly yet with an undeniable authority.

"I also hope that this country can become great again."

These words silenced all the underground forces.

Some astute individuals noticed that just days before the press conference, all of Kingpin's publicly visible companies had quietly completed asset restructuring and were making a major foray into the fields of private security and disaster reconstruction.

These are precisely the two most profitable sectors in the Osborne Group's future plans.

Whether this was a desperate gamble or a pre-existing agreement with Osborne, no one knows.

But this statement sent a chill down the spines of all those watching the election.

What is Kingpin's foundation? It's violence and drugs.

The Osborn Group's drugs were tantamount to digging up his roots, yet instead of resisting, he openly supported them.

Just who are these Osborne father and son? Have their influence reached such an extreme?

After several maneuvers, the outcome of the opinion poll was no longer in doubt.

Norman Osborne's approval rating was far ahead, creating an overwhelming advantage.

If the election proceeds as scheduled, no one else has any chance of winning.

In a secluded room deep underground, where no sunlight reaches, Norman Osborne's confident face appears on the screen.

Several figures were shrouded in shadow, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it seemed to freeze.

"Can't wait any longer."

A hoarse voice broke the silence.
"If we let him take office, our decades-long plan will be ruined."

"Political means have failed, and public opinion cannot sway him."

Another voice responded.

"Then let's use the most basic, but also the most effective, method."

The initial voice turned cold and resolute.
"Let this old Osborne disappear from the stage... forever."

The order was given.

At the other end of the secret room, a heavy alloy door slowly opened, and a surge of white, cold air rushed out.

In a cloud of icy mist, a hibernation pod emitted a low hiss as its canopy rose. Inside, a sleeping figure lay still, his left arm gleaming with a cold metallic sheen in the dim light.

As a high-frequency electrical sound rang out, those tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

A void, a deathly silence.

The Winter Soldier was thus activated...

(End of this chapter)