From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 148 We Need a Positive Image

What a foolish arrogance!
Daisy stood there, feeling sick.

These few short sentences struck Daisy's heart like a heavy hammer.

She felt shocked, ashamed, and embarrassed...

I really want to cut off the tongue of this bastard in front of me and throw it in the toilet.

The toilet is the best destination for that poisonous tongue!
Did you say that?

How do you treat a lady like this?
With you……

"This is the second reason I asked you to be my spokesperson. Being a spokesperson means the public can fully enjoy their right to know. Times have changed. Aliens, robots, people with superpowers... all of this has been exposed to the public. The public needs the right to know now more than ever. And you can openly fulfill your once cherished aspiration for the public's right to know. Isn't that wonderful?"

"That sounds reasonable, but..."

"There's a third reason. You're an alien."

"What does this have to do with aliens?!"

"Of course it's related. Inhumans need a positive public image," said Meier. "The contamination of the Terrigen crystal has spread throughout the world. With such a large population base, Inhumans are bound to appear on a large scale. Ordinary people suddenly possessing extraordinary abilities will inevitably impact the existing social structure. Recent events have proven this.

If it’s not controlled, it’s going to cause big trouble.”

At this point, Meier sighed. In the MCU movie universe, because there are too many external threats, the fate of the Inhumans is not as bad as that of the mutants in the other room, but it is not necessarily much better.

"However, with such a large number of Inhumans scattered around the world, complete control is unrealistic, if not impossible. Some people, after acquiring superpowers, will let loose and cause a lot of trouble. What they do will be attributed to all Inhumans. I think you've heard that the Federation has begun drafting relevant bills. As far as I know, this bill is not friendly to Inhumans.

In this situation, you must try your best to establish a positive image, improve the public's attitude towards the Inhumans, and let the public know that criminals are only a tiny minority among the Inhumans, and that the majority of Inhumans are good. This requires your efforts."

"You're also an alien, why can't it be you?!"

"There are two reasons. First, you hold a special status among the aliens and hold a certain prestige. Especially those aliens who have left the afterlife, they would rather listen to you than a young man like me who suddenly appeared. Second, any group that wants to develop and succeed, even if it's just to maintain the status quo, cannot do without official support. Therefore, aliens need friends in government departments, and they must be influential allies. Who do you think is the most suitable candidate?"

Daisy stopped talking and just looked at Meyer with a depressed look. After a long while, she said, "You know, it's hard to find a girlfriend if you're like this."

"Is this a curse? No one is better at cursing than me."

"Go to hell." Daisy cursed angrily and slammed the door and left.

"Tsk, that's rude!"

————I am the dividing line————

Early morning, New York, Stark Tower, Avengers headquarters
Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Stark felt that the wind was a bit noisy today.

"Ding!"

There was a slight sound in his ear, and Friday's gentle voice came over, "Mr. Stark, the genetic test is complete. According to the test results, there is a 99.99% chance that Myer Hogan is your son. As for the 0%..."

"enough."

Although he had such a guess when he saw Meier's information yesterday, when the guess came true, he still felt it was a little unbelievable, as if he was in a dream.

With Stark's ability, it was very easy to get Meier's test materials. Apart from anything else, Meier was attacked by whipping and sent to the hospital. He underwent a lot of examinations and left behind a large number of biological samples, which were not difficult to obtain.

"Isn't he an alien?!"

"According to current research, Inhuman genes are both dominant and recessive, and a large number of them exist deep within human genes. Dominant genes are more easily activated by Terrigen crystals, while recessive genes require more stringent conditions."

"Then where did his Inhuman genes come from?!"

"It should be the Hogan family. During the Federation's pioneering period, there were records of the Hogan family possessing abilities similar to those of Inhumans, but they were not detailed."

Stark sighed. "Does he know?" "Based on his upbringing and his analysis of Susie Hogan's personality, there's a 99.99% chance that Myer Hogan doesn't know about this."

"Got it." Stark nodded. "When will he come?"

"Clint has an appointment with him for 2pm, and...!"

"And what?"

"And Mr. Clint and Ms. Natasha should have guessed your relationship with him from your reaction yesterday."

"What?!" Stark turned his head sharply, "This is impossible!"

Friday did not answer immediately. A three-dimensional picture appeared in the air. It was exactly the same as Stark's expression when he saw Meier's information yesterday afternoon. The shocked expression and confused eyes said it all.

"Mr. Stark, considering your past relationship history, they are not fools."

"Damn it." Stark cursed, "Get Pepper for me."

"Okay, sir... just a reminder, have you really thought this through?"

"Get Pepper!"

"OK……."

"Wait, I'll think about it again."

——I am the dividing line——

"He's getting quite restless now, I suppose?"

Clint and Natasha stood in the large living room, staring at Stark's room upstairs, whispering and gossiping.

"What do you think he's doing right now?!"

"A change of clothes, I suppose?"

"No, I think he's rehearsing in front of the mirror."

"No, he has seen big scenes before and won't be that nervous." Natasha shook her head.

"Look at how he was yesterday. He's been so carefree for so many years, and suddenly a son appears, a grown-up one at that. This shock is explosive."

"You talk like you've been there."

"You don't need to experience it. This kind of thing is like it's rooted in a man's genes. Just imagine, one day, someone suddenly runs up to you and tells you he's your biological son. Oh, that feeling, it's so exciting. Of course, I'm talking about normal men."

Clint was so excited that he was dancing around.

"What are you looking at?" Steve Rogers had noticed something unusual about the two men a long time ago. Of course, out of courtesy, he did not eavesdrop on their conversation.

But Clint's performance made him more curious, and he couldn't help but come over and ask.

"Oh, nothing. We were discussing how to deal with the little bureaucrats at S.H.I.E.L.D. this afternoon." Natasha said, patting Clint heavily. "Isn't that right, Mr. Clint?"

"Yes, the SHIELD supervisory agent will come this afternoon because we have too many absentees." Clint chuckled.

"Do you need me to speak for you?!"

"No, just watch." Clint shook his head. "It will be fun."

"Interesting?!" Steve looked at him in confusion.

(End of this chapter)