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This kind of rhetoric made Rhea unable to think of some political marriages.

Does she have to marry the rulers of other galaxies for the sake of cosmic peace?

Thinking of the taboos such as "Thanos" and "Dark Lord" heard at the meeting, Rhea just felt empty, at least in the face of the time crisis, these were too far away.

She couldn't imagine who her husband should be, what race, what civilization he came from.

Rhea didn't want to continue asking, but Mycroft had already noticed something strange from the subtle changes in her expression.

He concealed the sneer on his lips, and announced the answer in a restrained tone.

"Steve Rogers is your current husband."

This is Captain America's name.

Certainly.

The astonishment seemed to be electrified, stimulating Rhea's nerves.

This sentence almost hit Rhea's heart, and she was able to resist the pressure without jumping up from the chair.If she did jump up and hit the interior ceiling of the real airship, she might have lost the holographic link immediately.

She didn't even want to know the marriage history in the middle.

If you have to comfort yourself, at least this is an old friend Rhea knows, and she at least knows Steve.

but!

It is precisely because Rhea knows what kind of person Steve Rogers is, she can't understand why they got married.

After a meeting, Rhea could tell that her external reputation didn't seem to be good.

Even if she became the president from the "Lord God", the title of female tyrant has not been completely taken off her head.In fact, because the cooperation form of the alliance is milder than that of the "Main God Mission", there are more requests, disputes, and doubts that follow.

Intensified.

When she rushed into Captain America's consciousness to win his trust when she woke up, Rhea didn't expect that they would enter the palace of marriage.

Rhea could only laugh at herself: "I sort of understand how I ran for the position of president."

It is actually a common promotion strategy to bind oneself through marriage and raise one's identity.

However, due to various factors, women usually can only advance to the gold digging step, and the higher the rise, the more difficult it is, but men can often absorb blood to obtain greater value.

And Rhea has the resources to help her make the most of this relationship.

What else can have a higher prestige than a national hero, not to mention that Rhea continued to create a new superhero image of Captain America after the 21st century, further enhancing global popularity——

Mycroft said yes.

"Your next husband candidate will be chosen among Kryptonians, Martians, Amazons, and Atlanteans."

Rhea was silent, and she had to sort out for a while before continuing the topic.

The fact that she's married to Captain America is outrageous enough that Mycroft is even planning her divorce, and her next marriage.

Those unfamiliar race names are most likely from the friendly camp of the earth, and they must have powerful and special ability advantages like Clark Kent.

But she didn't understand at all.

Rhea was stressed: "What kind of job is this? Your tone seems to be talking about a job competition."

"You may assume it is," Mycroft said quickly.

She reacted even more and asked, "Why can't it be me, why can't I create some interracial lovers who like each other?"

After talking about Rhea, she regretted it.She realizes that this is a time-wasting invalid question, because the person who has the obligation to marry isn't really her at all, at least not right now.

What's more, as a leader, the meaning of her marriage is completely different from those of the people.

And the question gave Mycroft the opportunity to poke fun at her.

The man said: "How do you know that your lover is not among these candidate races?"

Just the Krypton scandal, the relationship is unclear.

Rhea's patience had run out to a certain point on this question, and her responses were almost sharp.

"So you're one of them?

You are above the alliance without any special ability, didn't you become the chief minister because you climbed on my bed! "

The unscrupulous humiliation did not change Mycroft's face in the slightest.

Instead, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Rhea like a cat.Compared with the intrigue and cruel and dark game between galaxies, this scolding is really nothing.

The man in his thirties curled his lips slightly, but considering Rhea's self-esteem, he had to suppress more smiles.

Although this is more or less a joke.

"of course."

Mycroft sighed: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to achieve anything. I sincerely thank you and admire you, Madam President."

It's like a taunt.

Or it is!

Rhea found that she even scolded herself, and a little new depression arose in her anxiety.

Messy events and characters popped up, making her thoughts messy, and Rhea knew that she was a little out of control.

She began to lose control of her emotions.

Especially Mycroft is the kind of existence that keeps hitting people.

They are superior and subordinate, ruler and subject.But Mycroft would not put himself below Rhea for that.

And no matter how good he is at dismantling and analyzing debates, Mycroft doesn't tell lies.

Gratitude is real.

Respect and love are also true.

It's just that a person like him can never confess his heart, even if he can think of countless ways to make Rhea notice, he must hide these words in sarcasm to express them.

but not now.

Rhea also quickly sobered up.

She calmed down, and simply followed Mycroft's words: "Okay, since you said so, then try to help me."

Rhea was no longer polite to her minister: "How is my current marital status?"

Since this was Mycroft Holmes, she could ask more explicit questions.

"Can I just convince Steve Rogers? Will he hand over the other half?

I don't want to waste any more time. "

The demeanor of a female president has already begun to take shape.

Mycroft admired her coldness as much as he had admired her kindness.

He asked, "Are you on your way back to Earth now?"

Rhea didn't care about how he knew, whether it was his proficient analysis and reasoning, or secretly overstepping the surveillance, it was all secondary.

Rhea nodded.

"The Planetary Museum is on one of Earth's artificial satellites." Mycroft's finger slid twice in the air.

Rhea had no idea what he was manipulating in the reality on the other side.

But he seems to be able to handle both the holographic simulacra and the real world at the same time.Rhea couldn't help but wonder what he was doing with that little move before.

But she is not easy to ask.

Mycroft said, "Go straight there and continue with your appointment as planned."

Ha, he is so powerful that he even knows this arrangement clearly.

"Rodgers will open the authority for you. If you are Rhea Nolen, or Rhea ten years ago, he will buy it." The minister described it this way.

The older man reminded: "You can threaten him with the end of the world."

"This is threatening us all!"

Rhea rolled her eyes.

"I know... I will give you the result as soon as possible." Mycroft brought the topic back to the point.

He called up a string of virtual numbers through an unknown operation, and appeared in front of Rhea out of thin air.

The minister gave a hint.

"Don't let your time go to the night after awards night."

Rhea pursed her lips uneasily before saying, "I've spent at least four or five hours—no, I'm not sure."

Mycroft calculates directly from the current point in time.

"That event happened at ten o'clock in the evening, and the collapse of ten years is converted, and the past and future overlap should also be at the same time.

Earth time is now ten o'clock in the morning, you should still have twelve hours..."

Those numbers flickered and changed rapidly, and after a series of calculations, they formed the countdown meter indicated by Mycroft.Rhea even felt that he was purely for demonstration to her.

In fact, he only needs to do mental calculations.

"Ok."

Rhea gasped, and tensed again, "I understand what you mean, I will hurry up."

"No, you don't need to. I'll save you the time of collecting another Infinity Gem."

Mycroft denied Rhea's understanding of his words, saying, "I'll save you this time."

After the words fell, Mycroft disconnected the holographic link and "offline" directly in front of Rhea.This made Rhea stunned for a while in the fading conference hall before reacting and exiting.

Looking at the independent office of the airship restored to its original appearance, Rhea still felt uncomfortable.

Of course, this place is also very spacious, but compared to the supreme conference hall that can accommodate various civilized races, this place will definitely appear narrow and crowded.

"Ding."

A notification sounded outside the door, and it was Holm asking to enter.

"Come in." Rhea agreed.

The cabin door slid open, and before Holm walked in, the voice came in first. "Your Excellency Mycroft sent a request to modify the target location of the spaceship, and asked to move forward at full speed, but this..."

"Do as he says."

Without waiting for Holm to ask, Rhea continued, "Holm, can you advance my next appointment? I want to go back to my original plan."

Holm's expression alternated between curiosity and patience. She must have wanted to ask why she didn't go to see Malloy and then went back to Steve Rogers.

This is something that Holm cares more about than the red dress ten years ago.

She probably took this cross-dressing as some kind of fun.

However, Holm didn't ask, just took a deep breath, and replied: "Okay."

"But please try to notify me in advance, Madam President." Holm cleared his throat.

"In order to better arrange the itinerary, I even need to know exactly how many people you slept with, when, where, and how many times you did it."

Rhea reasonably suspected that the reason why Holm was able to follow her from an assistant broker to another job under such a high pressure was entirely for this reason.

In order to show respect to her female assistant, Rhea explained again.

"Now I'm going to see Steve Rogers at the Planet Museum, put him in touch for me."

"Ok."

Home nodded, and asked again: "Then how long do you plan to hang out with him, and will there be a 'third person' to join?"