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Chapter 104 New Look of New York

Compared to the S.H.I.E.L.D. team, who were still discussing how to build the church, the situation in New York was not so good.

Fortunately, Banner was in a hurry to escape and did not fight in New York. The two gods were in a standoff and did not go to war.

Therefore, there were not many casualties in the building or among the people in this incident.

However, psychiatrists in New York, especially those in mental hospitals, are constantly seeing patients suffering from psychological trauma.

Although physical damage was avoided, the psychological trauma, like an invisible haze, shrouded every corner of New York.

The citizens were filled with fear, unease and confusion, especially regarding the sudden appearance of the two deities and their confrontation, which became a hot topic of discussion in the streets and alleys, yet an indescribable nightmare.

The corridors of the mental hospital echoed with low sobs and occasional screams, sounds that came from the already fragile souls who had suffered an unprecedented shock in this incident.

The psychologists busily moved between the wards, their faces solemn and their eyes revealing deep worry.

Although this incident made them a fortune, they also needed to heal themselves while treating patients.

"What they saw was beyond human comprehension."

A senior psychologist sighed to a colleague.

"The clashes between gods, light and shadow, are like opening Pandora's box for ordinary people, releasing all their fear and unease."

"Who can argue with that? These recent incidents have shattered my understanding of things for forty years. I used to think Banner was some monster created by some research institute, and that the Church of Dagon and the Brotherhood of the Yellow King were nothing more than cult organizations that swindle and deceive."

But to my surprise, there really are gods. The confrontation between the evil gods is truly terrifying. Even though I didn't muster the courage to go and see, I'm still trembling with fear.

Even after his colleague finished speaking, he was still shaken. The battle between the gods was so thrilling that he couldn't help but tremble.

Although he didn't understand why the Holy Son looked like an Asian, none of that mattered; what mattered was that he was saved.

Not only physically, but also mentally.

"Yes, our work has never been this difficult."

"It's a senior psychologist," the doctor said in a deep voice.

"In the past, we faced the struggles and pain within the human heart, which, though complex, were at least within the realm of understanding. But now, we must help people cope with terrifying experiences that transcend the laws of nature and challenge human cognition."

"After we finish our work, how about we use the binoculars to take a closer look at the statue of the Holy Son Hong Xiuqing?"

"Let's go together!"

Not only these two doctors, but all New York City residents who have experienced the confrontation with the evil god and the arrival of the holy son Hong Xiuqing to save them.

Everyone wants to worship the statue of the Holy Son, as for the claim that this statue is a transformation of the former Statue of Liberty?

fart!

This is clearly because the Son couldn't bear to see the citizens of New York City spend too much money, so he used the Statue of Liberty as the vessel for His descent.

What a great blessing and symbol this is!

The citizens were filled with gratitude and awe, and they began to spontaneously organize themselves to offer flowers, prayers, and words of thanks to the statue of the Holy Son Hong Xiuqing.

Some of the most fervent even wanted to emulate the ancient practice of kneeling down and kissing the feet of the statue of the Holy Son.

Unfortunately, to prevent the statue from being vandalized by malicious individuals, the government and S.H.I.E.L.D. dispatched a large number of agents and soldiers to surround the statue.

This disappointed many citizens, who had no choice but to use binoculars to observe the appearance of the Holy Son.

As for what to do with the original Statue of Liberty?

Regardless of whether it exists or not, if the Statue of Liberty really does exist, then if she is smart enough, she should obediently become an angel serving the Son of God, otherwise she should be a demon.

Demons deserve to be killed by everyone!

The citizens of New York showed considerable enthusiasm for the new governor, even though they had no prior knowledge of his identity.

But this did not prevent them from supporting the new governor, even though they did not have time to cast a vote for him.

The new governor was appointed by the Holy Son and recommended by the Desolate King. Since the new governor was recommended by the Desolate King, he must have been approved and blessed by the gods. So how could they possibly have any objections?

As the newly elected governor, who is warmly embraced by the citizens, Coulson is struggling to handle both government and S.H.I.E.L.D. affairs in his office.

Fortunately, Xia Ling still had some conscience and arranged for a blonde, white woman with a large bust to be his secretary; otherwise, Coulson's complaints would probably have been out of control.

Coulson shook his head with a wry smile, his gaze occasionally sweeping over the blonde, voluptuous secretary in her black stockings and fair skin, but he had no time to think about this unexpected "perk".

His thoughts, like a taut string, kept jumping between resolving the current crisis in New York and balancing the various forces at play.

"Reporting to the Governor, the emergency assistance plan for the mental health of citizens has been approved, and the funds will be in place within three days and will be implemented immediately."

The secretary's clear and professional voice interrupted his thoughts.

Coulson nodded, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

"Very good, this is one of the most urgent tasks at the moment. At the same time, we must also pay attention to the citizens who have lost their jobs or whose lives have been affected by this incident and ensure that they receive the necessary assistance."

Even though Coulson kept saying he wasn't suitable, once he actually sat in that position, he still took on the responsibilities he was supposed to.

In the original storyline, Coulson later became the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Although S.H.I.E.L.D.'s power had been weakened to its lowest point in history at that time, the fact that he could become its director speaks volumes about his abilities.

"What's the situation with the President? How much support do they plan to give us?"

Coulson rubbed his furrowed brow. The situation in New York was, if not booming, at least deteriorating.

After two major events, New York has seen a significant outflow of capital. If it weren't for the united efforts of the local gentry to stabilize their assets, New York's economy would have collapsed.

"The President's side has expressed great concern and pledged to provide the necessary resources and support. They are assessing the impact of this incident and the possible military and economic assistance."

The secretary's report brought Coulson a slight sense of relief. At least the president hadn't suffered from dementia this time; otherwise, he might have resorted to some unexpected tactic.

"What's wrong? Just say it."

Coulson noticed that his secretary looked troubled, as if she had something difficult to say.

"The Grand Commander seems to have some reservations about the newly emerged Holy Son, and..."

(End of this chapter)