Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, each with their own distinct expression.

Ross, no longer a general, knelt before Peter with a face full of humiliation:

"sorry."

Those three words seemed to have exhausted all the strength of his life.

But Peter, infuriatingly, just picked at his ear:

"Speak louder, haven't you eaten yet?"

Ross: ...

Old Bidet clenched and unclenched his fists repeatedly, until finally he could only close his eyes and shout in a desperate, reckless manner:

"Your Honor, I'm sorry, please forgive my impulsive actions!"

"Hmm~ that's more like it."

Peter glanced lightly at old Deng, then looked back at the president on the screen and said:

"Very good, now we can talk about the second condition."

As he spoke, Peter adjusted the computer screen so that the president could see George, who was not far away, in charge of mobilizing police to cordon off the scene and comforting the injured people:

"To ensure that my family and I will no longer be persecuted by certain unscrupulous individuals, I request that you use all available resources to help the current New York Police Commissioner, Mr. George Stacy, be elected as the next Governor of New York!"

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

George Stacy, who had been silently directing her subordinates to maintain order from a distance and pretending not to exist, almost stumbled and fell to the ground upon hearing these words.

He turned sharply to look at Peter, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Didn't we agree to take things slowly? Why is this surprise coming so suddenly?

If George had previously felt a little annoyed by Peter's lateness, that annoyance vanished instantly.

What does it mean to have a son-in-law who's a god?!

There's a benefit to it; you really care about your father-in-law!

In stark contrast to George's overjoyed and bewildered expression, the president on the other side of the screen displayed an incredibly fascinating expression.

Firing a lieutenant general who has already caused a major disaster and supporting someone who is not part of your inner circle to become the governor of New York are two completely different things!

It's important to know that each state in the Americas is independent, and New York is one of the most powerful states among them.

Given New York State's considerable military strength, it's not impossible for it to create a state within a state.

In this situation, appointing the young man's father-in-law as governor is practically tantamount to ceding territory.

This is not treating people like they're living a normal life!

This guy is treating me like I'm some kind of empress dowager!

The president almost instinctively wanted to refuse.

But before he could speak, he saw Peter on the other side of the screen raise his right hand.

In the palm of his right hand, a dazzling blue sphere of light began to rapidly condense and expand.

In the blink of an eye, a giant lightning ball, over five meters in diameter and filled with terrifying electric current, appeared before everyone present.

The crackling lightning ball caused everyone present to stand on end with their hair standing on end, and the air was filled with the smell of ozone.

Looking at the ball of lightning in Peter's hand, the president had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, but the expressions of Black Egg and Rhodes had already changed.

They had just seen a "mini version" of this thing!

This thing, only the size of a tennis ball, can create a bloody hole in the body of a monster like Radiation, and the aftershocks of the explosion can easily destroy a shop.

And this one is hundreds of times larger than the previous one!

If that were to fall from a great height... wouldn't it wipe the entire Brooklyn, along with a quarter of Manhattan, off the map on the spot?!

"Mr. President."

Peter weighed the energy ball in his hand and smiled innocently.

"I hope you can think it through before answering my question."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't mind leaving this country a little memento before I leave Alicca."

A threat, a blatant threat!

Upon learning from his assistant how terrifying this thing was, the president was so angry that his temples throbbed and cold sweat instantly soaked his shirt.

He and his aides exchanged a few whispered words over an encrypted connection, and then spoke with difficulty:

"Mr. Arbitrator, we can guarantee that we will fully support Mr. Stacy's campaign when the current governor's term ends in two years."

"As a gesture of goodwill, at this stage, we can immediately arrange for the Mayor of New York City to appoint Mr. Stacy as the Deputy Mayor of New York City, bringing him into the inner circle of power."

Upon hearing this, Black Ludan's heart stirred.

I thought to myself, "I knew this would be the result."

That's the classic delaying tactic!

Let's give you a little something to keep you on your toes first. As for what will happen two years from now, who can say for sure?

Maybe in two years they'll find a way to deal with this monster kid!

Peter also understood the implied meaning.

However, he didn't care about it and was even happy about it.

Because... he actually came with the intention of asking for an exorbitant price and then negotiating the terms.

Although the governor's official position is high enough, haven't you heard the saying "a local official is more powerful than a county official"?

If my father-in-law were to become governor immediately, it would actually make it harder for him to control the situation in New York City!

As for two years from now?

Ha ha.

I will be even stronger two years from now.

At that point, let alone a New York governor, even if he wanted his father-in-law to be the governor of the planet, everyone else would have no choice but to accept it!

"Alright."

Although Peter was overjoyed inside, he deliberately put on a dissatisfied look and "reluctantly" dispersed the energy ball in his palm.

"That's what happens when you're a person who follows the rules~"

Upon hearing this, not only the president, but even Gwen and others standing beside him couldn't hold back their laughter.

You're trying to play by the rules while wielding a "nuclear weapon," huh? You've really figured out how to play the peace-loving game.

"I can make sure you follow the proper procedures when it comes to appointing my father-in-law as governor."

"But my third condition doesn't require any of those damn procedures."

"Therefore, I hope you can give me an accurate answer immediately."

Hearing Peter finally relent, the president breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought to himself that even if he was strong, he was just a little kid. If he could control this kid, it wouldn't be a bad thing for him.

Perhaps then we can use this card to smoothly secure re-election or even...

With this thought in mind, the president's gaze towards Peter became much kinder:

"Please speak, and we will do our best to meet your needs."

Upon hearing this, Peter nodded in satisfaction, then said:

My third condition is actually very simple.

"In order to better protect Alika, save the lives and property of its citizens, and to prevent some fools from forcing me and my friends to leave Alika..."

"So, I've made up my mind! From today onwards, I'll take on the role of Director of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"From now on, I will take orders directly from you, Mr. President. There will be no middlemen taking a cut... no, I mean there will be no middlemen distorting each other's meanings or sowing discord between us."

What is your opinion, Mr. President?

Peter's words stunned Black Lu Dan, who had been watching the drama unfold.

Oh no, this wave is coming for me!