Once the nationwide referendum had been settled, both sides immediately formed a counting committee. They agreed that the referendum would officially begin in five days. Naturally, Xandar's representatives on the committee included Nova Supreme and several other high-ranking government officials.
Asgard's side was a little troublesome. After all, it was a monarchy where royal authority reigned supreme, and no one was familiar with this sort of operation. So they needed someone who understood these tricks—and, more importantly, had a sufficiently dirty heart—to step forward. Evenson, what were you waiting for? Get to it!
"It's really lively outside. Aren't you going out to take a look?" The committee offices were located in what had once been Nova Corps headquarters. Just then, the office door was suddenly pushed open, and Carol charged in energetically.
It turned out that she had stayed behind because she wanted to discuss the Skrulls' asylum issue with Evenson. Now, though, she had become purely interested in this matter and wanted to see how it would turn out.
Two days had already passed. Whenever Carol had free time during those days, she went out to wander around, practically immersing herself among the people to observe public sentiment. She discovered that the Xandarians were truly invested in the voting matter. Their enthusiasm was overwhelming.
Carol had initially thought that Xandar had just suffered a devastating blow, and holding a nationwide referendum five days later might be too rushed. But the facts proved her wrong.
Society had ground to a halt? No problem, voting was what mattered most. Disaster relief? Keep rescuing people, just don't delay my vote. Postwar reconstruction? That wasn't something that could be finished overnight. They could talk about it after the vote.
"Ah..." Evenson sighed. The Xandarian currency's exchange rate was falling somewhat less quickly than