“Colorado, Swetlana Hobbs votes for Forest Evans!”
The vote reader's voice read out the ballot powerfully, and he raised the ballot with both hands and turned it left and right, so that everyone could see that the ballot indeed showed that Colorado's Elector Swetlana Hobbs voted for Fuli.
One vote for Te Evans.
On the rostrum behind the ticket reader, a large screen was projected, showing that Forest Evans voted one.
The hearts of the sober congressmen and electors present suddenly sank, and they had a bad start from the beginning.
Swetlana Hobbs of Colorado is the elector who has jumped the most repeatedly. He does not accept SHIELD's protection that is like imprisonment, and is constantly being used by SHIELD to use mind-disrupting devices.
After regaining consciousness, he was easily controlled by Loki's mind and kept announcing his repeated horizontal jumps back and forth.
The first vote was cast and was broadcast live across the country and outside the Capitol Square, causing an uproar. Especially the people of Colorado were gnashing their teeth with anger and hatred.
"Wow————"
"Damn, Svetlana Hobbs really bounced!"
"I should have broken Svetlana Hobbs's legs earlier."
"This damn thing, I don't agree with his vote."
"We shouldn't elect this bastard as an elector!"
The voting did not stop due to the uproar of many people. Soon, the Louisiana electors cast their second vote, still for Forest Evans.
Then on the third vote, the Texas electors still voted for Forest Evans. The man in the Texas bar was so angry that he threw away his glass, raised his automatic rifle, and fired into the air angrily.
The fourth, fifth, and tenth votes in succession were all for Forest Evans, as if Hale and Secretary of State Yolanda Priscus were there to serve as foils.
An inexplicable heavy pressure appeared on the heads of every sober electorate.
Watching the live broadcast of the vote reading, the people of the fifty states and those waiting in front of the square of the Capitol building were either angry that the electors in their states jumped repeatedly, or they were eerily silent, and the atmosphere began to become abnormal.
"Haha..." Evans, who was sitting next to Haier, wore a gray suit that fit him tightly, with a tall and thin body and a shining expression. He smiled at Haier with a smile on his lips and said: "I don't think there is a need to read the tickets. You and I
Everyone already knows the result.
I originally thought you wouldn't show up at the venue, but I didn't expect that you would choose to be humiliated in front of everyone."
Loki was rare, and he felt proud in his heart when he faced Hal.
Every time in the past, although he looked down on Haier in his arrogant heart, in fact, he never took any advantage from Haier, and instead felt even more humiliated.
Now, the situation is reversed.
By this time, the number of votes supporting Forest Evans had reached sixty-six, while Hale and Secretary of State Yolanda Priscus had not yet received a single vote.
The faces of the people in the squares of the state and congressional buildings were gloomy, as if a strong atmospheric pressure was pressing down on the people who supported Hal.
Hearing the voice of another vote for Forest Evans, Hal looked calm and said with a smile: "What gave you the illusion that you have won?"
After saying that, some sober electors exerted their strength and began to vote for Haile.
"Pennsylvania, Adolfi Konstantinovich voted for Hale." The reader held up the ballot, and the projection on the podium showed the number of Hale's votes.
This vote slightly eased the low pressure among the people supporting Hare, letting the crowd in the dull atmosphere breathe a little sigh of relief.
But the situation is still not optimistic.
The next five consecutive votes were cast for Hale, which raised hopes for everyone.
"What gave you the illusion that you could win?" Evans said with a bit of a sneer on his lips. He gently raised his suit and adjusted his sitting posture.
After saying that, the electors began to cast twenty consecutive votes, suppressing Hale's vote by a large margin.
The sober congressmen were not far behind, and kept chasing after them with consecutive votes.
As the vote reading process progressed, the crowd supporting Hal and the sober lawmakers felt that the result might be unsatisfactory.
The reading ticket has reached 260:170.
260 is Evans'.
170 is Haier's.
The total number of votes is only 538. Whoever gets 270 votes first will win.
But now, almost all the votes of the sober congressmen have been voted out. They can't help frowning and looking around. All they receive are the shakes of the other sober congressmen. They have voted for everything that should be voted, and the rest
All of them are mind-controlled. There is no way Loki's people can catch up with Evans' votes.
Evans was only 10 votes away from confirming his chances of winning.
Many sober electors looked ugly and felt heavy.
The faces of the people watching the live broadcast also darkened, and they began to realize that there was a real possibility that Hal would not be able to become president.
The gap is too big.
The low pressure in the crowd outside the Capitol Square seemed to darken the sun. Some people in the crowd felt very uncomfortable, and some shed tears unwillingly.
They don't understand why the vote gap for the presidential election of Hal, whom most people are supporting, is so wide.
There is absolutely no reason for this.
"There was a crowd of more than 30,000 people outside the Capitol Square that supported me," Hale said.
"Really? What's the use of them?" Evans said nonchalantly, not caring, the result was almost decided.
What's the use of more than 30,000 people supporting Michael outside the Capitol Square?
At most, after they win, they will be dissatisfied with the result, and then collectively attack the Congress building, causing a wave of chaos.
It just so happened that I didn't mind giving the order to shoot them.
This time, I won.
Evans finished.
"Arizona, Vlad Ashford votes Hare."
"Florida, Darren Reitlinger casts his vote."
"Nebraska, Anduin Clement voted Hare."
"··········"
One after another, the legislators who were originally mind-controlled began to vote unanimously for Hale.
Evans straightened his thin body, raised his head, frowned, and his sharp and hazy eyes swept across these congressmen who were being controlled by their minds.
Suddenly, these congressmen, who had been controlled by their minds, cast their eyes on Evans with ugly and shocked expressions, their hearts trembling unsteadily. After repeated reminders from the Senate President, they recovered and resolutely began
Vote Hail.
"How did you restore them?" Evans looked ugly, his eyes were hazy, and he glanced at them viciously.
He simply didn't realize when his mind control failed.
Has Hal created new technology that eliminates mind manipulation?