"The mad scientist who turned himself into a mutant?"

  Howard asked with interest, stretching his legs.

  He isn't only the manager of Lab 1 but also the scientific research consultant in S.H.I.E.L.D.

  Howard has the right to vote in case of any significant problem that is difficult to decide on ——provided that Luke and Carter are absent.

  "I remember your story about him. Like the dwarf in Lab 3, Sebastian Shaw is obsessed with the mutant gene."

  The entire S.H.I.E.L.D. is aware that Howard and Bolivar don't get along.

  The former felt that Bolivar was not only a dwarf in stature but also lacking in knowledge.

  The latter believes that Howard is nothing but a hormonal, dirty mind.

  Every time the two met, they had to have a bit of a tit for tat, full of hostility.

  Initially, Luke wanted to reconcile, but considering that it would help stimulate their sense of competition, he dismissed the idea.

  "The man calls himself the King of Atlantis, the Master of the Seven Seas —— would anyone give himself such a long list of titles? It's almost as long as a restaurant menu."

  Feeling Carter's cold eyes, Howard shrank his neck and realized that it wasn't the time to be smart and humorous.

  He coughed twice, glared at the gloating Luke, and continued: "Namor-McKenzie is a mutant, so just give him a shot of leech serum. Wouldn't that work? "

  "It's not that simple. Howard, don't you get it? This is a diplomatic matter."

  Carter frowned, thinking about how to deal with it.

  "Atlantis is an underwater civilization that human beings have never touched or known. Before Namor's appearance, people only heard of this from Dialogues of Plato and the legend of Poseidon."

  "But now? It appeared as a country and a civilization. This means that S.H.I.E.L.D. has to be careful and reconsider whatever decision we make."

  "Congress, the White House, the Pentagon … No one wants a war right now. Therefore, we should negotiate, contact, and establish relations, which is what we should do."

  Carter deserves to be the commander. She had a thorough analysis of the problem.

  Luke pondered, if the tape of Namor's threatening speech had flowed into the White House, the President would have called him by now.

  After all, the other party deliberately said S.H.I.E.L.D and his own name.

  A few minutes later, as he expected.

  "General, a phone call from the White House."

  The phone on the desk rang; Stryker picked up the receiver and covered it with his hand, "The President wants to see you."

  Luke, who guessed it, looked relaxed and said, "I'll go to the White House in half an hour."

  He can answer questions from the President and Congress at any time.

  The urgent problem right now is to find Namor's whereabouts and stop his madness that could flood New York.

  The Sorcerer Supreme might not make a move. Millions of deaths in New York may not give the Ancient One much of a psychological impact.

  Kamar Taj is always a neutral bystander.

  The Black Death that ravaged Europe, World War I, where thousands of people died, and World War II, where the Third Reich made a comeback …


  If she wanted to prevent these disasters and wars in human history, the Sorcerer Supreme could make them disappear.

  "Before, I ordered Task Force X to search the Hellfire Club's whereabouts. Any clues?"

  Luke asked.

  "Not yet, but … I think Silver Fox might know something."

  Silver fox, Kayla, is a mutant recruited by S.H.I.E.L.D. She is Emma's sister, the White Queen of the Hellfire Club, which Luke had known for a long time and told Carter.

  "Then let's use her as a breach."

  Luke thought about it. If he could do it himself, he could use Constantine's 'Expert in Deception' and fool the other party with some words.

  But he was sure that Namor would stand up and speak for mutants inexplicably and was ready to flood New York.

  Someone in secret drives all this!

  Sebastian Shaw, the main suspect!

  Kang the Conqueror is also possible —— but according to this guy's style of doing things and his usual routine, he would be pretending to be a historical figure and a national leader.

  Secretly stirring up problems, but also involving mutants. Sebastian Shaw was more suspicious.

  "Let's disperse; I'll deal with the President. As for Namor McKenzie, I will try to find him."

  Luke waved and smiled confidently.

  As the Director, if he behaved calmly, the people under his command wouldn't feel pressured.

  'Namor … Atlantis' stronghold is in the Atlantic Ocean.'

  Luke recalled the information in his mind, and he remembered that the guy had the 'Sacred Trident of Neptune', which was the symbol of Atlantis kingship.

  It can manipulate the sea, raise the waves, create a tsunami, and release electricity!

  It can be said to be an artifact-level weapon.

  With the 'Horn of Proteus' calling for marine life, Namor's combat power should rank among the top ten on Earth —— who told the gang of superheroes to be still infants or not born yet…


  'We'll take it one step at a time. But with Namor's personality, it's impossible to hide.'

  Luke got up and flew to the White House after finalizing his rough plan.

  Unlike the image of Sea King in the studio next door, in Marvel, he is more like a villain, with a moody personality and temperament.

  To sum up, it's a Chuunibyou syndrome with an easy to manipulate personality.

  …


  …


  White House, lawn.

  The upright figure dropped rapidly like a cannonball.

  Dong.

  When landing, Luke turned on his bio force field, causing no damage except for some noise.

  "General Cavill, the President is waiting for you in the office."

  The White House security chief is used to the way Luke shows up.

  The no-fly zone was in vain for this young man, and no one could stop him anyway.

  Many old-school Generals who have opinions about this only dared to talk behind his back and keep silent when facing him.

  A few minutes later, Luke walked into the oval office and met the President with a solemn expression.

  "Major General Cavill, do you have anything to say about Atlantis and the mutant who started the tsunami?"

  The President took off his glasses, pinched his nose, and wearily said, "The Pentagon is going crazy, Admiral Bullock and Admiral Richardson of the Naval Forces have called. The two carriers in the Atlantic have been attacked, but fortunately, there are no casualties."

  "Mr. Hoover, of the FBI, played me a tape a few hours ago in which a mutant named Namor McKenzie confessed to doing this and threatened us with flooding New York —— if we don't do as he says!"

  The President looked at Luke, who was expressionless and asked in a heavy voice, "Major General, I could have had a happy weekend and had dinner with my wife and daughter, but now I have to face all these troubles. I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer."

  "Mr. President is blaming me?"

  Luke raised his head slightly and asked calmly.

  At the end of the sentence, the atmosphere in the oval office suddenly became heavy.

  The staffer sitting on one side had gulped.

  He wasn't sure whether he could protect the President if Major General Cavill went on the rampage.

  (Translator: This…! This is why Batman kept a small chunk of Kryptonite in his belt… this!)