Capitol Building Plaza There was a sea of people, rubbing shoulders and heels, and the hot sun made the people holding small flags He-El feel hot.
It was not because of impatience, but because of the repeated electoral jumps that had occurred before, they felt that the situation was extremely unusual, and they were very worried that He-El might not be able to successfully run for president.
It was densely packed with people, and the flags with He-El's profile picture kept waving, and the hum of discussions never stopped.
They all discuss the capriciousness of electors and express the anomalies of this presidential election.
Although the buzzing sound was small, in the huge sea of people, it gathered into a tsunami-like buzz of discussion.
"What is that?"
Suddenly, someone in the sea of people looked up and looked at the sky, which was so hot that it distorted the air, and saw a small manta ray spacecraft flying from a distance. Its smooth and black armor displayed the technology of the future.
Everyone in the crowd gradually looked up and saw Manta Ray spacecraft flying directly above their heads.
He-El appeared in the tractor beam underneath Manta Ray spacecraft, and slowly fell from the sky under the tug of the tractor beam.
"Mr. He-El!!!"
The crowd suddenly erupted in exclamations, looking up in admiration at He-El landing like a god.
He-El stepped on the ground and gestured to the crowd with a smile. The crowd automatically gave way to a road leading to the entrance of Capitol Building.
"Mr. He-El, come on."
"Our whole family supports you, Mr. He-El."
"You must be the president, I support you, Mr. He-El."
"Damn those repetitive politicians. Why didn't Mr. He-El become president? I won't let them go."
There were worried voices among the crowd.
There is no way not to worry. Just the night before, dozens of electors, who had publicly supported He-El before, turned out to be disapproving of He-El in a big way yesterday. Dozens of electors skipped their votes all of a sudden, which scared the people very worried. They spontaneously gathered a huge sea of people, here at Capitol Building, waiting for first-hand news.
In fact, the electors are not "instrumental people" elected by ordinary people. Most of them are because after the popular election results come out, there is no suspense about the presidential candidate. The final official vote of the electors is actually just a formality.
If this is the case, then He-El will undoubtedly become president.
But not all electors will vote in accordance with the rules. In history, there have been more than 100 "renegade" electors, also called "Betrayal electors". They did not abide by the results of the state people's vote, but voted according to their personal wishes.
And this time, Betrayal electors have repeatedly jumped, more than all previous elections combined, so much so that the public has begun to suspect that all Congress members are targeting He-El.
This time, it was too weird for them, and the repeated jumping of electors was too thrilling.
"What is that?" A child, held high by his father and sitting on his shoulders, waved a small flag with He-El's face in his two little hands, pointing at Manta Ray spacecraft hovering in the sky, and asked crisply with his eyes shining brightly.
He-El walked towards Capitol Building. When he heard the clear voice of the child, he smiled slightly and said as he walked, "That is the spaceship that sets foot in the starry sky. It is the future of mankind."
After He-El finished speaking, the small Manta Ray spacecraft turned around and flew far into the sky, quickly turning into a dot, arousing the admiration and excitement of the crowd around it.
Now news reporters and live TV hosts from various places are constantly praising the spacecraft and He-El.
Finally, He-El stood in front of Capitol Building's door, waved his hand to everyone, and walked into Capitol Building's spacious meeting hall.
He-El glanced slightly, and many sober electors cast anxious glances, as well as many electors who were Loki Mind Control, with expressions of indifference, disgust and ridicule.
They may have had no objections to He-El before, but under the first order of Mind Control from Loki, they had no choice but to target He-El first in everything.
Regarding He-El, among the instincts of these congressmen and electors Loki Mind Control, it is almost the instinct to eat, breathe and sleep.
The buzz of discussion in the conference hall kept rising.
He-El glanced at the venue, and a sober member of Congress led He-El to the presidential candidate's seat, and asked quietly and hesitantly, "Mr. He-El, will we win?"
The sober congressman hesitated a little and his eyes flickered.
He-El smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I will win."
The sober congressman breathed a sigh of relief, his face no longer hesitated, his eyes no longer flickered, and he returned to his seat and sat down.
He-El sat down in the candidate's seat for the General Logistics Committee. Evans next to him was already sitting on his seat. He smiled slightly when he saw He-El coming.
"Silence! The electoral vote begins now."
After a routine head count, Senate President knocked on Little Hammer to formally announce the electoral vote:
"Now proceed to vote for the presidential ballot of Electoral College! Please vote for the president one by one."
The entire conference hall immediately began to enter the voting process.
This presidential vote is different from previous ones.
In the past, voting was done in the morning and the results were known in the afternoon.
To be honest, if you want to do it, you can still do it. This method of only releasing the results in the afternoon is not recognized by all the electors and members of the He-El side.
They worked hard and required that the votes be read immediately after voting, without any delay, under strict supervision from all parties, and live broadcast to the whole country in the chamber to ensure the accuracy and fairness of the vote count.
This presidential election is really too thrilling for them, and they have to be cautious. If they are not careful, the position of president, the country's most powerful weapon, is taken by an alien, and that will be the end of the entire country.
All the sober congressmen and electors were nervous, some could not help but tremble slightly, their palms became sweaty, and they kept looking at the sober congressmen and electors.
They, the sober parliamentarian electors, of course know how many people are sober.
All Electoral College have a total of 538 votes. The presidential candidate who gets more than half of the votes first, which is 270 votes, wins the presidential election.
However, unfortunately, the votes of sober members are only one-third, which is about 170 votes, not even 200 votes.
They gritted their teeth and could only hope that the power group behind He-El, or S.H.I.E.L.D., would work hard again to grab a few more votes and allow He-El to safely become the president.
Otherwise, if an alien becomes president, it will be a huge scandal for the entire earth and country.
They looked nervously at He-El, and saw He-El sitting on the seat of the presidential candidate waiting for the votes, waiting calmly, and their inner nervousness relaxed a lot.
He-El is so calm, so he must be confident.
"Colorado, Swetlana Hobbs votes for Fleet Evans!"