Hydra Cabinet

What about me?

[Steve] had this inexplicable feeling in his heart.

But Ben quickly looked away, making him think that perhaps he was just being paranoid.

"I'm probably overthinking it; he couldn't possibly see through my disguise."

The Highbreed thought.

He relied on more than just a disguise mask; that was just an illusion and couldn't change his original physique.

The mask was merely an aid; what truly gave him confidence was his ability to "Mimic."

At the time, in the Kree Empire, the Supreme Intelligence decided to create the Cosmic Cube in order to solve the crisis facing the Kree Empire. Although it failed, it was not without results.

While Highbreed failed to solve the genetic problem, they gained significant improvements in physical data and some special abilities.

One of them is the ability to "Mimic" that is different from that of the Skrull.

It was precisely because of this ability that their Secret Invasion of the Beast Ring was so successful; otherwise, masks alone could not conceal their enormous size.

Although he was somewhat unhappy about becoming a lower race, the Highbreed endured it for the sake of that anti-life extinction plan.

He was unaware that he had been exposed, and at that moment he was thinking that his fellow races on Earth might have already built towers, and that some of them might have even successfully infiltrated the Sakaar headquarters.

Meanwhile, in another room of the Hydra Helicarrier, around a round table, gathered the most powerful group in the world— Madam Hydra, Gorgon, Hive, Baron Zemo, Kraken, Dr. Zola, and Mr. Faust.

They are the infamous Hydra Cabinet.

"All the surveillance cameras have been hacked," Dr. Zola said, disgruntled. "In my opinion, these people aren't necessarily benevolent. It would be best to just eliminate them, then gather the army and let the glory of Hydra shine upon another universe!"

"Sir, the enemy not only refuses to surrender, but also intends to launch an attack on us!"

Baron Zemo wasn't so reckless. "What's the background of that boy? He's not anyone we know, but Steve Rogers and Black Panther from that universe seem to obey him completely. And that four-armed woman, a mutated Red Hulk?"

"We know nothing about them, so it's best not to act rashly."

"You're overthinking it, Zemo," the green-haired enchantress, her tongue flicking out, laughed. "We have the Hydra Avengers; we have nothing to fear. Any rebel in this world will submit to us, Hydra!"

Faust said, "I support Zemo. There's no need to be too reckless. We once feigned cooperation to dismantle the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D.., but our enemies are not yet completely eliminated."

"My suggestion is to first keep those 'envoys' calm and extract more information from them about the Collision Crisis, then secretly gather our forces and destroy that Earth in one fell swoop."

The others frowned upon hearing this.

"Destroy?"

"Isn't this a bit too extravagant?"

"If we could conquer another Earth, we would possess not only Earth, but also the universe of that world!"

In their world, although Hydra rules Earth, the presence of Quasar and Captain Marvel outside the Planetary Shield makes it almost impossible for them to expand into space.

But the other universe is different.

"How do you know that there are no Quasar and Captain Marvel in another world?" Faust asked.

"This happened so suddenly, we didn't have much time to prepare. figuring out the situation is more important. As for the other world... that will come later."

"The Multiverse contains countless worlds; there's no need to confine yourself to the one in front of you."

Faust's words make a lot of sense.

At that moment, Steve pushed open the conference room door and walked in. He believed that the cabinet members already had their answers. But the decision was in his hands; whatever suggestions the cabinet gave, the prerequisite was that they persuaded him.

"Steve, you know we can't and won't leave Earth. Once the Planetary Shield activates, Captain Marvel and the Quasar will immediately attack us. If they break the seal on New York and allow more Super Hero to escape from the Dark Dimension, the situation will be even worse."

Steve nodded.

"That's what I think too."

He saw absolutely nothing wrong with the cabinet's proposal to destroy another Earth.

Protecting the people of another Earth is not within his purview, nor is his sense of morality particularly strong.

"But we need to stabilize them first and gather information about the Collision Crisis. Judging from their behavior, this is clearly not a coincidence. Perhaps we will frequently be involved in collisions with another world in the future."

Soon, Steve returned to Ben's room and said, "We agree to your proposal, but gathering the crowd will take time."

"However, Collision Crisis you mentioned, we need to know more information."

Felicia was surprised.

"They agreed so quickly? I thought there would at least be a fight."

The Serpent Society smiled gently, "If we could, we wouldn't want to be forced to leave our homeland either, but the buffer time Collision Crisis and our lack of preparation makes it very difficult to win a war against you. Otherwise, we wouldn't back down!"

His statement was reasonable and well-founded.

"We don't know the cause of the Collision Crisis either. At first, we thought it was a spatial oscillation, but later we found that there seemed to be another reason."

Ben said slowly and deliberately.

"But whatever the reason, the collapse of the Multiverse is a fact, and Earth is the singularity of that collapse. Countless Multiverse will move closer to each other because of their respective Earths, eventually colliding. Destroying one of Earths is, so far, the most cost-effective solution we have deduced."

Ben: It's not that we can't afford to blow up the universe, but that blowing up Earth is more cost-effective.

"I understand, but we need time..."

"We can only wait for the last ten minutes at most," T'Challa said, his expression strange.

"It's unbelievable that after seeing so many worlds, it's the world ruled by your Hydra that's the most cooperative."

It was not cooperation.

"If you don't mind, we'd like to look around your area," T'Challa said.

He still couldn't believe that Hydra had agreed to the request to evacuate Earth, so he wanted to see for himself whether they really intended to evacuate the people.

Steve was pondering what excuse to use to keep them, and at that moment he readily agreed.

"Of course. Do you need me to send you a few tour guides?"

"No need, we'll just wander around Washington." T'Challa didn't want to be monitored.

Streets of Washington, D. C.

Ben and his group seemed like modern people who had stumbled into a silent film, their vibrant colors standing out starkly against the lifeless pedestrians.

Even though they were so conspicuous, passersby didn't dare to glance at them for long, fearing it would bring trouble.

"It's so depressing."

Felicia frowned.

Living in such a world, you have to be careful not to make a mistake even when you're breathing.

If you're not careful, you could be arrested and put on trial.

T'Challa, who was constantly monitoring the world's networks, exclaimed in surprise, "They actually issued an evacuation notice!"

He projected the image, showing Steve fully armed, as if still in wartime, standing ramrod straight, solemnly announcing to the world the order to evacuate Earth.

Almost simultaneously, a massive number of spaceships, like a morning rush hour traffic jam, formed a dense, continuous mass, heading towards cities around the world.

This massive migration, resembling that of army ants, is truly awe-inspiring.

Immediately afterwards, the Serpent Society's broadcasts rang throughout Washington., and people emerged from the houses in twos and threes, families in tow, heading towards the locations designated in the broadcasts as if seeking refuge.

At this point, Felicia felt that Hydra's oppressive rule might not be such a bad thing after all. At least when orders were given, the people could react quickly instead of acting irrationally, questioning everything and causing trouble everywhere.

But Crown Prince T'Challa and Looma thought differently.

"They're like a bunch of puppets whose consciousness has been erased. Ruling these people is no different from ruling a bunch of robots," Looma said disappointedly.

She had initially thought there was a war to fight, but now all that's left is disappointment.

As the group shook their heads and sighed, they failed to notice that a pair of eyes were watching their every move from among the towering buildings.