Chapter 187 - 184 You Know , Team Arica, And Uncle Wolf.
Luke had been a little busy recently.
On the one hand, as a negotiator, we should quickly reach a preliminary agreent with Atlantis and the Hellfire Club to prepare for the peace summit later. ??
Otherwise, when the ti ca, if there was no agreent and soone directly flipped the table, wouldn't it be embarrassing?
The forr was easy to say since Namor, the hapless child, was badly broken.
The marine people were inclined to peace talks, and their willingness to fight was weak.
The sudden catastrophe that occurred tens of thousands of years ago had left an undeniable trauma on the Atlanteans.
The original martial and heroic character had turned conservative and closed-minded.
If Namor hadn't lost his mind and listened to Sebastian Shaw's advice, there wouldn't have been this inexplicable war between civilizations.
For 10,000 years, Atlantis had never even wanted to set foot on land, let alone have in-depth contact and communication.
Therefore, Luke specially formulated a series of asures called the 'cultural integration plan.
Although the land people and the marine people had different skin colors, other biological organs, and different levels of civilization,
But for entertainnt culture, Atlantis was still in a very backward stage of developnt.
Their biggest leisure and entertainnt activity in the whole country was to go to the arena to watch gladiatorial fights -- these were the leftovers of the Roman Empire many years ago.
Poor Atlanteans!
To promote mutual friendship and cultural exchange between the two civilizations, Luke decided to have S.H.I.E.L.D. prepare several cultural products to be exported in future cooperation.
For example, Nintendo, song collections, Hollywood action movies, variety shows … Anyway, things that could attract the public were packed and sent to Atlantis.
He believed that those undersea people who had no leisure life and had to endure the exploitation of the noble class, besides physical sports and watching gladiator fights every day, would be interested in these items.
Even the terrorist leaders who hate Arican imperialists and plan various suicide attacks, the leaders of Al Qaeda, still played Final Fantasy 7 and watched Tom and Jerry.
Therefore, positions and ways of thinking didn't conflict with personal hobbies.
Luke always thought that the only thing that people on earth may have had a lead-in from other cosmic civilizations was probably the entertainnt industry.
After all, gas, movies, and the soda industry were moneymakers.
Star-Lord, the son of a Celestial, is a loyal fan of the classic golden oldies, plus the King of awkward dancing.
One of the five gods, the daughter of Galactus, has a special liking for fried chicken, hamburgers, and soda.
Thor, the prince of Asgard, indulged in Fortnite and eventually degenerated into a slob.
Thus, when it ca to eating, drinking, and having fun, people on earth were quite competitive.
"Are you sure you want to put these … plans into the file?"
Carter, who was sitting across the table, did the secretarial work.
As Luke spoke, she took quick notes.
However, could this so-called 'cultural integration' really work?
The female Commander of S.H.I.E.L.D expressed her doubts.
"Believe ; sotis so seemingly insignificant entertainnt is no worse than a tank or a cannon."
Luke nodded his head and turned the people of Atlantis into loyal supporters of land world 'culture'.
From ti to ti, so illicit goods would be included, showing the strongest ans from the country of 'Liberty' to promote the universal value of 'freedom and democracy.'
If the French Revolution and Marxist principles were exported to Atlantis, there might be hope for an unprecedented democratic and affirmative action campaign for the undersea people.
Luke's mind was made up. He intended to use Atlantis as a huge gold mine.
It would be better to let S.H.I.E.L.D. jump over the constraints of each country and hold the trade exchange between the two sides to beco a dominant middleman.
However, the conservatism in Atlantis was too strong. The establishnt of preliminary diplomacy and superficial trade was as close as they could get after repeated negotiations.
"If you can't get anything from the negotiation table, you can use other ans."
Luke said.
"What about Hellfire Club?"
Carter thought about it but chose to remain skeptical.
She couldn't understand the amazing functions that common leisure items and recreational activities could play.
"Emma Frost accepted my suggestion and decided to beco a 'hero' and save her compatriots from the mire."
Luke's lips picked up a smile and lightheartedly said, "Working with S.H.I.E.L.D. is the most suitable way out for mutants. The White Queen should be able to grasp this opportunity."
"But wasn't she hostile to humans before?"
Carter stopped writing and looked up at Luke with a questioning look.
"What kind of bewitchnt did the Director put in her head so that an Alpha-level mutant could easily put aside her prejudices and risk becoming a mutant traitor to work with S.H.I.E.L.D.? Especially since she's the one with psychic manipulation and mind control abilities."
Luke's smug expression froze instantly as he asked tentatively, "What have you heard?"
Carter shook her head and sneered, "All I know is that the White Queen of the Hellfire Club knocked on the door of the Director's room after the negotiation eting at Liberty Island."
"Honestly, I'm a little curious; what did you talk about that lasted for over an hour?"
Luke was a little embarrassed and coughed lightly, "Just discussing the developnt of a mutant program. Peggy, you know . If I wanted to do sothing, it would never be just 1 hour."
Carter froze. For a mont, she couldn't refute it.
After thinking about it, she felt that Luke's argunts made sense and were simply impeccable.
This wasn't enough for the tireless and insatiable demands of the Director on that particular 'battlefield.'
"What should we do about the Hellfire Club?"
Carter skipped that personal subject and continued, "Emma Frost, she may not be able to convince people."
Luke wasn't worried about this. There weren't many Alpha-level mutants, especially when the White Queen had a rare psychic ability.
She had the strength to compete with almost anyone.
Many people had misgivings about the White Queen, considering her to be a traitor and a snitch even among the Hellfire Club mbers.
But when Sebastian Shaw's dark history was exposed, their voices beca much smaller.
"Those opposing views didn't make much of a splash."
Luke said confidently.
He was well versed in the future of the entertainnt industry. To eliminate the scandals on a person, it wasn't necessary to whitewash their past; making the opponent look worse was more than enough.
People always compare things. When news on Sebastian Shaw, who originally led the mutants, ca out that he was a cold-blooded butcher who persecuted his fellow countryn, the White Queen's information was a traitor, and a snitch was no longer important.
"Well, anyway, if there is any problem, you can always find a solution."
Carter closed the docunt and whispered, "The proposal for the Peace Summit has been approved. The place is set at the Palace of Versailles at 3:20 in the afternoon. The President asked you to attend as a representative, in the capacity of a Lieutenant General in the Army and S.H.I.E.L.D's Director."
Luke raised an eyebrow, sowhat apathetically.
In less than a year, he reached the peak of his career developnt.
How boring!
Wanting to continue to win the five-star General, as a 'General of the Army,' would be impossible.
Under the current rank system, the highest permanent rank was only Lieutenant General. For example, 'four-star General' and 'five-star General' are temporary ranks awarded only in warti.
Therefore, Luke's rise to the top was considered a short one.
"Then rember to help write my speech."
Luke chuckled.
"By the way, Steve? Why haven't I seen him?"
Carter covered her forehead with a helpless expression.
"Colonel Rogers and the two wild things under your command don't like each other very much; they… fought yesterday."
Luke was surprised. Captain Arica had always been a good-natured old man.
He fought with people?
Wait…
Was it Sabretooth and Wolverine?
That's all right.
The mutant brothers were the kind of people to get irritated easily.
Wolverine -- Logan, was a little better; he could still maintain his sanity.
Even though Luke had been ruthlessly educating him, his brother Sabretooth-- Victor, still had the bloodthirsty nature in his bones.
When they t Captain Arica, a good man in the traditional sense, there would be so conflicts.
After all, the forr couldn't even accept swearing.
Iron Man-- Tony Stark only said 'Sh*t' and was lectured.
"Ok, I'll deal with it."
Luke stood up and returned to Washington, D.C. He had a long list of work to complete.
'It's ti to find myself a secretary and free up so ti.'
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