"Mr. Orangutan, what do you mean, is it that the top management of the human government seems to have different choices from the civilians?" After being injected with the miracle serum, Super Killer Girl gained intelligence and became more curious: "Fearful and helpless.
The common people hope that gods will help them, but the high-ranking officials don’t?”
"Mainly because of rights." The orangutan nodded, and he turned around on Batman's shoulder: "The United States is not the Vatican. At least the church originally had no say in politics. But if due to some changes, people start to believe in gods, then in the future
It’s hard to say.”
In fact, it is a very simple choice. Regardless of whether gods really exist, believers are inherently a political force. If someone controls this power at this time, it will definitely dilute or threaten the rights of the current high-level government officials in the future.
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The United States has always been famous for its wide variety of cults. The power of religion is not obvious at ordinary times, but if something huge happens, many people will say "Oh my God" and then become superstitious.
When the power of faith rises, it is not impossible to create such retro things as the integration of politics and religion, divine right of kings, etc. Because ancient creatures have invaded, people will only become crazier than this. In order to survive, they will do anything.
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What's more, there really is a god in this incident, and he is the enemy.
The growth of the believer group will allow them to demand more political rights. Because of their large number, they will naturally have a need for such voice. Superheroes will not. They will only solve the problem and leave. This is the most critical difference.
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Politicians with a little bit of brainpower know which side to support, because most of the current officials in the United States are elected by capitalists. They do not have a religious base, let alone a cult that was born in danger.
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As for the old officer who just said that he is a fan of Batman, do you think Bobo believes this nonsense?
It's okay if he didn't laugh out loud.
Besides, even if those ancient gods have no intention of taking advantage of human faith, Deathstroke will definitely guard against them first. At this time, using the power of capitalists to suppress the possible rise of religious forces is a precautionary move.
They say they are coming to the White House to meet the president, but in fact they are just asking the capitalists' agents to spread the word. It is also a simple way to unite forces.
In fact, before the death knell even reached the entrance of the underground safe house, the President in the Oval Office came up with a group of bodyguards. The bodyguards formed a defensive circular formation and protected several people and a monkey.
Get up, and then both parties shake hands cordially.
"Hello, Batman, I'm your fan." Mr. President sounded like an old Gothamite as soon as he opened his mouth, smiling and being very friendly.
"The situation is urgent now. Let's get down to business. I need to hold a press conference and mobilize the whole country to help me collect some things."
Batman shook hands with the other party, but his tone of voice was stiff and devoid of warmth at all.
"Is that so? But we don't know what exactly happened yet. Should you please move to the underground conference room and I will hold an online meeting to communicate with all departments?"
"There is no time. This is an invasion of faith from a parallel world launched by the gods believed in by apes in ancient times. If you cannot order the army to take action immediately, those fanatical people who have been brainwashed by religion will soon come to the door of the White House.
You know, fanatics are mostly poor people, and they will hang you and your sponsors from the street lamps."
The fake Batman gave out threats, made the disappearance of the shadow appear as if it were true, and directly fabricated a powerful relationship.
"Maybe we can still see the guillotine that we haven't seen for a long time." The orangutan added, and he shouted along with the death knell: "You may be as lucky as Louis XVI by then."
Why is Louis XVI said to be lucky? This is actually a dark joke. Louis XVI was a very enthusiastic amateur engineer. His biggest hobby was making small machines such as padlocks and music boxes.
Once he visited the execution site of death row prisoners and found that the blades of the guillotine were all square, which would often get stuck when cutting people's necks, causing people to relapse, which was very inhumane.
He enthusiastically improved this point and invented a triangular blade that was sharper and more in line with mechanical rules, ensuring that he could cut off a person's head with a single stroke by relying on gravity.
More than ten years later, this invention was used on himself, causing him and his wife to die very happily.
Isn't it good luck that you haven't been tortured by repeatedly cutting with a knife, hanging the blade up and cutting again, and cutting again and again?
Closer to home, generally speaking, if a stranger says this to the president, he will definitely be regarded as the ravings of a madman and will not be taken seriously.
But the person who said this was Batman. After people were surprised, they would only think that Batman had information they didn't understand and made a sufficiently correct judgment.
There is only one problem now.
Mr. President is also a smart man. Although he looks dim-eyed and keeps squinting in the dark, he is not stupid at all. In this world of Super Killer, there are no real fools except Kick-Ass.
"I am willing to cooperate with you, Mr. Wayne, if you are really Batman, Bruce Wayne." The old man looked at Batman's mask and the two pointed ears: "The prerequisite is that you have to prove it.
How can you prove that you are Batman? Only by proving this can I believe what you say."
How to prove that you are Batman to a person from another world who only knows that Batman exists in comics? This is a bit difficult.
But Bobo is not worried. Batman may not be able to do this himself, but Deathstroke can definitely do it.
"I don't need proof."
The man raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The bodyguards around him fell to the ground as if they had lost their strength. He said quickly in a hoarse tone:
"If you don't cooperate with me, I will knock you unconscious and send you to a lunatic asylum, and then go to the Vice President. According to the Constitution, when the President is unable to fulfill his powers, the Vice President will take over urgently. If the Vice President does not cooperate, I will
Just send him to keep you company, and then contact the Secretary of State, the Minister of Defense, the Minister of Finance, the Minister of Health, etc. There are many people lining up, and your bargaining chip will only be useful if you cooperate with me."
Bobo nodded repeatedly on the man's shoulder. He knew it would be like this. Deathstroke was darker than Batman. He didn't care about the president of the United States and would not save face for politicians.
The tactic of bringing down the Presidential Guard is a bit darker, but it not only demonstrates his unpredictable abilities, but also strengthens the credibility of his words. It kills two birds with one stone.
The old man in a suit was stunned for a moment, then smiled. He did not look at the fallen bodyguards, but nodded slowly:
"I understand. You are indeed Batman. There is no dispute. I can vouch for you. Please come in and we will talk in the office. If you need anything, I will issue a presidential decree."
"Very well, I need gold, a lot of gold, just borrow it and use it to build a tower."
When Su Ming saw that this gentleman was so knowledgeable, there was no need to use voodoo cigars or anti-life equations. After all, he still had to play Batman in front of Minty.