"Did it work? Did we really kill a Calamity Beast? President Wang, your company's Mars Armor is incredible, far more powerful than Osborn's knockoffs."
Christie and Wang Khan stood on a distant rooftop, watching the battle in Times Square.
When the smoke cleared and the scene of the Giant Wolf Calamity Beast's decapitation appeared, Christie was extremely excited.
"Osborn's armor is actually pretty good. It's just a shame they don't have a matching system, so they've wasted all that hardware."
"Hmph, that's because they're incompetent. The Mars Armor was originally developed by your company, President Wang. They colluded with the government and played dirty tricks, only to end up hurting themselves. They totally deserved it!"
As a reporter—and one who covered the world of fame and fortune at that—Christie had an exceptionally keen political sense.
After Osborn's earlier failure, combined with Umbrella Corporation's success right before her eyes, she immediately realized that Umbrella Corporation, which everyone had previously written off, was about to make a comeback.
And judging by the current situation, this wasn't merely a comeback. It was practically a carp leaping through the Dragon Gate and soaring into the heavens.
"President Wang, your company is practically New York's savior, and you yourself are going to become a hero throughout the United States. Please, you have to agree to give me an exclusive interview. I'm begging you."
President Wang humbly waved his hand.
"I'm no hero. If you really want to talk about heroes, the 100 soldiers in the square are the real heroes."
"That's right, that's right, they're heroes. But without the Mars Armor you invented, even heroes like them would have no way to fight."
All in all, Christie was trying her best to curry favor with him. If she hadn't been in such poor condition, she