The Extraordinary Life of a Certain American Comic...

Chapter 199 He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world

Night slowly fell.

Normally, by this time, the sentries at the Sentinel Special Service Building would have already finished their shifts.

But not today.

Because there are too many wizards registering here.

Even though Debbie brought twelve information sentinels from outside to the hall to provide support, the hall was still crowded with wizards.

Locke, who was looking down from the second-floor railing, was somewhat surprised by the bustling crowd below.

"What happened to the promise that there were no wizards in New York City?"

"You have truly committed atrocities, Doran's Church."

Locke hadn't expected the wizards to respond so quickly, so much so that the Sentinel Lab, which had just received the notification and wasn't mentally prepared, was now working overtime to customize wizard-specific location identification documents.

Register one in the lobby, and the Sentinel Lab will immediately order one on-site after receiving the data.

The lab sentinels and the document-making machines are practically smoking from the dry heat.

So the reason why most of the wizards who registered downstairs did not choose to leave was that they were waiting for their own unique location identification documents.

Just then.

Emilia, who had been assigned to help out at the Sentinel Lab, rushed over in a hurry.

"Boss, something bad has happened!"

"What's wrong?"

"The sentries at the Sentinel Lab are threatening to go on strike."

"strike?"

Locke was somewhat puzzled: "There are at most four hundred ID cards left in total, it can't be that many."

Emilia shook her head and said, "We do have more than four hundred more, but New York Shield just sent over nearly five hundred data entries that we need to enter and make ID cards for."

Locke raised an eyebrow.

"S.H.I.E.L.D.? They went to the wizarding world too?"

"Of course she went. Chloe went to our SHIELD office to register her information."

Natasha's voice came from behind. After speaking, she stretched her wrists, looking somewhat tired, and said, "There's still more on site. Commander Hand just happened to want to send someone to urge you on your progress, so I seized the opportunity and ran away quickly."

Upon hearing this, Emilia looked at Natasha and said with a wry smile, "Then you may have to wait a long time."

Natasha asked curiously, "I don't remember that during the last vampire operation, didn't we purchase another identity information creation machine?"

"broken."

"So fast?"

"They're all smoking. There are only three machines in total, and now only two Stark machines are still working while smoking."

"The one that's broken..."

"From Hammer Industries."

"Hammer?"

Natasha paused slightly, then asked, "Didn't Hammer Industries go bankrupt?"

Emilia shook her head: "I don't know, anyway, I can't find an engineer to fix it."

Locke, who was standing to the side, happened to know about this and sighed, saying, "Hammer Industries didn't go bankrupt, you know. Justin Hammer is dead, and now Hammer Industries is run by his daughter, Justine Hammer. Someone in the military, out of old friendship, knew we wanted to buy it, so he used his connections to sell it to us."

Natasha frowned and said, "The military lost face because of the Iron Man suit incident, and there are still people holding onto old ties?"

Locke shrugged: "Justin Hammer is dead after all. With him gone, those guys in the military can live. Now he only has one daughter and is struggling to survive by selling off his assets. It's normal for some people to feel sorry for him."

Is the federal government heartless?

Oh.

The federal government is too sentimental.

"So what do we do now? There are over five hundred wizards crowding over there, saying they won't leave until they get their ID cards."

"...Emilia."

"Boss."

Locke thought for a moment, then looked at Emilia and said, "Go back and tell the people at the Sentinel Lab that we should overcome the difficulties. I will give them a bonus of 500,000 US dollars."

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

strike?

As long as the pay is high, there's no such thing as someone not wanting to work.

Emilia's eyes lit up, and she nodded. Just as she was about to turn and leave, she seemed to remember something and looked at Locke again: "But boss, even with the bonus, there are only two machines left. The machines are already smoking dry."

Locke frowned.

next second.

He seemed to have thought of something.

Locke walked to the railing and called out to Debbie, who was also helping with the registration below, "Debbie!"

Debbie, who was busy at work, looked up when she heard the sound.

"Boss?"

"Did you say last time that Pepper Potts, the CEO of Stark Industries, called you?"

"right."

"A phone call came in."

"it is good."

A few days ago, he sold his first mutant immunity order since taking office.

The person who came to buy it was Pepper Potts.

However, he didn't buy it for himself, but for a family relative.

Locke didn't care. He wasn't directly involved in this matter; Debbie told him about it afterward.

soon.

Debbie sent over the private number that Pepper Potts had left behind.

Locke attacked directly.

The call was quickly connected at a hilltop mansion in Malibu, Los Angeles.

"I'm Pepper Potts, who is this?"

"Lock Underwood, Deputy Director of Sentinel Operations, New York State."

"Supervisor Underwood"

Pepper on the other end of the phone was slightly taken aback, then put on the kind of smile society expects and greeted him warmly.

Locke wasn't calling to chat, so he got straight to the point: "I know Stark Industries has a document manufacturing plant in Jersey City, and I'd like to borrow it temporarily."

Buying the machine is not cost-effective; borrowing it is the most cost-effective option.

Pepper Potts paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course, but may I ask why?"

Locke smiled and said, "Of course, but I'm not sure if Ms. Potts really wants to know."

Pepper Potts smiled and said, "I still don't know. I'll call the manufacturing plant."

Thank you.

"You're welcome."

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After hanging up the phone, Pepper Potts thought for a moment, then went up the stairs to Tony Stark, who was still engrossed in developing his Iron Man suit in the underground workshop.

After hanging up the phone, Locke said to Emilia, "You heard that? Have the deputy director of Sentinel Labs take a team to Jersey City to make the identity documents sent by S.H.I.E.L.D. there."

Emilia nodded and turned to leave.

After Emilia left, Natasha looked at Locke curiously: "Why did you suddenly think of borrowing Stark Industries' machines?"

Locke didn't hide anything from Natasha, saying directly, "They manufactured the machine, so who else should we go after? Besides, Pepper Potts just happened to buy a mutant immunity warrant from me a while ago, so this is a coincidence."

Natasha nodded in realization.

"So that's how it is."

"Otherwise what?"

Locke glanced at Natasha: "If we really crammed them all together, with so many wizards here and so many wizards there, and only two machines, they'd probably really break down."

At that point, it won't be enough for half a million US dollars to stop it.

Well known.

The military's heated toilet costs 800,000 yuan to purchase, let alone a sophisticated ID card manufacturing machine.

Natasha echoed in agreement, and then the topic shifted to the packed wizarding scene that evening.

"I never imagined that there were so many wizards hiding in New York City."

"yes."

"If we had known there were so many wizards here, we wouldn't have needed to leave the city."

"..."

Locke didn't respond to this.

According to Natasha, if he hadn't left the city, he probably wouldn't have found the thief who stole his power.

Natasha bit her lip involuntarily when she talked about it.

"The Church of Doran is truly despicable."

"yes."

Locke agreed with this statement, and then couldn't help but smile: "On the bright side, it's thanks to the oppression of the Church of Doran, otherwise, our joint operation this time would not have received such active cooperation from the wizarding community."

Think back to the vampires in the last joint operation.

Comparisons are inevitable.

There are also significant differences between extraordinary beings.

The more proactive and enthusiastic the wizards are right now, the more they feel that the vampires are simply ungrateful.

We didn't ask you to do anything; we just wanted you to come and register and carry your GPS-enabled ID with you.

Look at those wizards, they've already finished their business and they're still here, they won't leave until they get their ID.

And look at that group of vampires.

ungrateful!

Locke looked down at the scene below, where a wizard, who had pleaded with him to refuse mailing and insisted on waiting there, turned and walked towards the waiting area where many wizards had already gathered after registering. He said, "Look at this. This is what you call winning the hearts of the people."

Sentinel Shield only wanted the privacy of these wizards and to monitor their location.

But the Doran church really wanted them dead.

and so……

The wizards voted with their feet, choosing the Sentinels and the Shield, demonstrating through their actions that they would rather give up their privacy than be ruled by the Church of Doran again.

Natasha nodded in agreement.

"By the way, has Debbie already put the Dolan Church under surveillance?"

"certainly."

Locke said with some pride, "When it comes to magic, Debbie is no match for them, but when it comes to technology, they can't beat Debbie even if they all come together."

Debbie not only monitored the Dolan Church headquarters from every angle, but also hacked into their headquarters' surveillance system, achieving complete control from the inside out.

Moreover, because technology was used, and Debbie's skills were superb, the wizards of the Dolan Church who had been meeting since the afternoon probably never imagined that Debbie was also watching their meeting remotely.

"The people from the Dolan Church are still in a meeting; we caught them completely off guard."

"They're still in a meeting; it's been going on all afternoon."

"It's still open. I heard that they made five calls to the Vatican in one afternoon, and all of them were rejected."

"They've been used as expendable pawns."

"The Vatican also..."

"Ring ring!"

Locke raised an eyebrow as he looked at the incoming call from the operations command center on his phone.

"Feed".

"Sir, the Church of Doran has made a move."

"..."

(End of this chapter)