I'm the Demon King in Marvel

However, she believes in her future American compatriots, and even more so in the level of civilization of her future motherland, the United States, which will never do the dirty things she imagines.

So, she must have been overthinking it.

Huang Ying and Wu Zhenbei didn't pay any attention to the immigrants who got off the spaceship boarding different trains according to their skin color.

The white immigrants were all on advanced maglev trains, which looked clean and tidy on the outside and were heading towards a city not far away.

The yellow people were also divided into different countries. The Japanese and the Taiwanese could take trams to gathering points around the city, while the Chinese and the blacks boarded steam freight cars whose exteriors were stained with various stains.

"No, why is there not even a seat in this car?" As soon as she got in the car, Huang Ying finally noticed something unusual.

"What seats do you pigs need?" The Asian man who had been shouting with a megaphone finally bared his fangs and grinned, "Let me in!"

They were whipped like piglets and crammed into a dirty truck compartment, and fear and anxiety spread instantly.

"What are you doing? We are Americans who have obtained residency rights!"

"Which unit are you from? I'm going to file a complaint against you!"

“Hahahaha…” The Asian man turned to a fat, bald white man and gave him an exaggerated smile: “Mr. Wright, they want to file a complaint against me!”

"Stop talking nonsense and close the shop quickly. The mine is still waiting for new pigs." The fat and big-eared Mr. Wright looked around and immediately pointed at Huang Ying and the other two beautiful women. He ordered in an unquestionable tone: "These three are mine. You can do whatever you want with the other women, but you must not kill them!"

Who says foreigners have aesthetic barriers to Chinese women?

Isn’t it possible to pick out the most beautiful women at a glance?

The fat, bald man warned his lackeys with a serious expression: "These pigs are already the property of the Wright family! If one dies, you lowly dogs will pay with your lives!"

"Don't worry, we know the rules." The Asian lackeys nodded and bowed quickly.

The train then set off towards the mine in the distant mountains.

Huang Ying finally realized what was happening and came back to her senses from her stupor, immediately letting out a series of high-pitched screams.

"No, you can't do this! I'm an American! Free and civilized America is not like this!"

"Haha, it's fake, this is all fake!"

She got what she wished for, a "young talent" foreign man, but he was fat, big-eared and bald, and his whole body exuded a pungent "masculinity".

Chapter 565: America’s greatest patriot is panicking!

With the ringing of the bell, the world entered the brand new 21st century.

In a manor outside New York, celebrities gathered. Conglomerate bosses, government officials, military generals, and social elites could be seen everywhere. They were toasting and talking, freely venting the happiness accumulated over the past few years, and jointly welcoming the new century that belonged to them.

"I really didn't expect the yellow monkey to be so stupid!"

In a corner of the banquet hall, the Wright family and several familiar partners were gathering together to drink and chat. Among them, a middle-aged man in a tuxedo did not hide his pride.

"Two hundred years ago, we had to pay real money to lure pigs onto our ships. Now, we just need to ask the airline to release a ticket, and they will line up at our door, begging us to take them."

"What's even more interesting is that we can choose the right pigs!"

"Mr. Wright, it's obvious that this is the brand effect!" A hook-nosed man beside him quickly echoed: "Our America is no longer the newborn baby of two hundred years ago, but the only overlord in the world."

"Henry, I admire your honesty!" The senior member of the Wright family smiled and raised his glass to clink it with the hooked nose.

"For America!"

"For our America!" Hooked Nose once again demonstrated his emotional intelligence.

Middle-aged people like them are basically the "forty-year princes" in large conglomerates. They will have to wait until the old guys go to hell before they can be the head of the family. Naturally, they like to hear this kind of blessing the most.

"That's right, the future belongs to us!" Another clink of glasses.

"But isn't it a bit of a waste for us to treat them as miners?" A younger blond man in his early thirties said hesitantly, "You know, they are all high-level talents and should create greater value for us."

"It's them!" The Wright family member immediately corrected him, and cast a defiant look at the blond man with a hint of sarcasm: "Remember, they are all lowly pigs! The only value of their existence is to save fuel for our machinery!"

Seeing the atmosphere suddenly tense, the hook-nosed Henry quickly smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Robert, this is not just an economic account. We continue to consume their talents, which is equivalent to bleeding the country. In a few years, this country will completely lose its autonomy and become an obedient puppy like Japan and South Korea."

"Although we are not afraid of war now, war is very expensive. Why not use it if there is a more cost-effective way?"

"But..." The blond man wanted to speak again, but the hooked nose led him to change the subject.

"Look who's here! Wow, it's our enthusiastic 'Prosecutor Stark'!"

"This idiot!" The hook-nosed man sneered in his heart: "You can't bear to make friends with a few Chinese businessmen?"

'The Chinese business community has been able to develop over the past 20 years only because there is a big country behind them! Once this country is gone, do you really think the American financial groups will not eat people?'

'Everyone thinks they have made it through their own efforts. How ridiculous!'

"Back then, even T.V. Soong's family wealth could be swallowed up by a few petty policemen and low-ranking New York gangsters. How many Chinese businessmen today are relatives of the dictator?"

'Just a bunch of fat pigs waiting to be slaughtered!'

……

Tony Stark's arrival brought the New Year's Eve party to a superficial climax.

Celebrities at the venue came forward in an orderly manner to greet Tony, giving face to this "greatest patriot of America."

As early as four years ago when he successfully returned from his first space voyage, the White House specially awarded Tony a unique medal - "America's Greatest Patriot"!

This is the first of its kind and will probably be the last, dedicated to Tony's great achievement in bringing America into the interstellar age.

If Tony just wanted to be a simple technician, he could enjoy a lifetime of flowers and applause based on this achievement, and Congress would certainly not be stingy in approving a welfare fund specifically for him to support him for the rest of his life, comparable to the treatment of a retired president.

But this guy who "intentionally" took the name of a comic character was not willing to be just a technician. Not only did he start a company, he also established a new foundation. He joined forces with the top ten consortiums to monopolize spacecraft manufacturing and interstellar transportation, making other small and medium-sized consortiums hate him.

The U.S. government, military and large conglomerates have actually "stealthed" the spacecraft manufacturing technology one after another, but Tony Stark is always able to make his Stark Industries innovate and use price wars to thwart other consortiums' attempts to manufacture spacecraft.

The United States is a purely commercial country. Even the military weapons and equipment are monopolized by a few large arms companies. Moreover, specific suppliers can be temporarily adjusted according to budget changes, resulting in soldiers at the same military base being equipped with equipment produced by different companies at the same time.

If there are cheaper spacecraft, the federal government must not purchase more expensive and less capable ones, otherwise it would be a huge scandal once it is exposed.

What's more, the manufacturing cost of spacecraft is too high!

Even if the top ten conglomerates join forces, it will still require a massive investment of resources and time. However, during this time, Stark Industries may have carried out several rounds of technological updates, and the products produced are destined to lose money!

Unless they join forces to destroy Stark Industries and take away all of Tony's technological reserves, the investment with no visible returns will continue.

Right now, the top ten financial groups and Stark Industries are still in their honeymoon period. Since they can easily make money and suppress up-and-coming companies together, why should they rashly start a war and leave opportunities for up-and-coming companies to exploit loopholes?

If the old financial consortiums had not been united enough during World War II, how could the Texas rednecks and California cowboys have had the opportunity to make their fortunes from arms and come from behind to win?

Not to mention the conflicts among the top ten conglomerates, even the internal situation of each conglomerate is a mess. Who would be willing to take the risk unless it is absolutely necessary?

As a former big capitalist, Tony Stark is very familiar with the operating rules of American society. Although the American consortium in this world is very different from what he remembers, people have changed, but human nature has not changed, and the greed of capitalists has not changed!

Relying on his sophisticated business skills and bottomless technical reserves, he established the American "Interstellar Development Foundation", temporarily bringing together the top ten financial groups and superficially establishing a set of basic behavioral norms.

However, if you want to keep the hungry wolf of capital obedient, you must continue to feed it fresh meat, and this process must never stop!

For capitalists, there is a common red line that must never be crossed: their vested interests cannot be damaged!

If Tony Stark harms their interests one day, the kind-hearted capitalist masters will immediately show their bloody fangs.

It's still the honeymoon period, so Tony certainly doesn't have to worry about this, and he is not unprepared.

However, a phone call from Steve Rogers made Tony, who was toasting at the dinner party, break out in a cold sweat.

“What are you talking about? The letters sent back by Chinese immigrants were forged by artificial intelligence?”

Tony immediately pushed away the graceful girl in his arms, and walked towards the bathroom without looking back, ignoring the surprised looks of the celebrities around him.

"Steve, today is New Year's Day of the millennium, not April Fool's Day!" Tony wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a fluke: "Your joke is not funny at all!"

Chapter 566: "Non-citizens" who are pessimistic about the future of America

Tony Stark is not a god. It is impossible for him to oversee every aspect of interstellar development. It is already a rare achievement for him to take the lead in establishing a foundation to regulate the behavior of American consortiums in a general direction.

Even emperors and dictators are trapped in “information cocoons” by their subordinates, let alone him, a rootless alien?

He originally thought that artificial intelligence could monitor the world for him, but what if there was something wrong with this artificial intelligence?

Arriving at the restroom, Tony immediately found a cubicle to enter, locked the door, and deployed a layer of energy shield to isolate the sound while monitoring the surroundings.

Light emitted from the watch formed a controllable light screen, which was displaying the picture sent by Steve.

These were a few letters sent back to China from the "New America".

The Americans are not fools. If batches of immigrants go to an alien planet and then disappear without a trace, everyone will know that there is a problem.

Therefore, they would regularly send back a large number of letters home, describing the immigrants' wonderful lives in the "New America" ​​and attracting more people on Earth to yearn for the "New America".

The family letters contained both text and photos, and even video files loaded on CDs. The variety of content and the vivid forms made it impossible for people of this era to doubt them.

"What's wrong with these letters?" Tony couldn't see the problem at first glance.

As early as those years when Lin Hao tormented him, Tony had already learned Chinese, and even taught himself several widely spread dialects.

"The handwriting is different, the words and sentences are different, even the punctuation is correct and incorrect. The correct ones are all the same, and the incorrect ones are all weird..."

Steve, who had finally learned Chinese in the past few years, rolled his eyes and said, "You still have time to show off your idioms?"

Steve operated a few times on his light screen to display the analysis process.

"See? Although these characters have the features you described, there is one major problem: the distance between two characters is exactly the same, accurate to the micron level!"

"Although the size of the characters may cause visual errors to the naked eye, the result can be found by measuring with a machine."

"Is it possible for a normal human to do this?"

Tony took a deep breath, totally forgetting that he was in the bathroom, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead again.

For artificial intelligence, handwriting, sound and even images can be easily forged as long as enough materials are collected.

Writing a letter home is not like practicing calligraphy. There is no need to consider the charm of the words. How many ordinary people would write a letter with the mentality of practicing calligraphy?

Most ordinary people can’t write calligraphy that is full of unique charm!

Even if there are really one or two calligraphy masters who are tricked by America into going to the mine, their families who are left on Earth would probably think that they were too excited and performed poorly when they saw the letters forged by artificial intelligence.

It is impossible for a great calligrapher to write a famous piece of calligraphy that will be passed down through the ages!

As for the fake audio and video, that is purely a technical crush. With the technological level of other countries on Earth, they cannot even crack the encoding method.

As soon as Tony confirmed that the Chinese immigrant's family letter was forged, he immediately yelled at Jarvis: "Get out here!"