New York's gathering place stood on what had once been a military base. When the end times arrived, General Ross decisively activated every defense and led his soldiers out to fight the monsters, successfully establishing this refuge.
Although other senior government officials lived in the gathering place, General Ross was unquestionably the one in charge. The stubborn old man had always been domineering, but now he had become even more autocratic. His word was law.
After all, without General Ross's decisive command, this gathering place would never have existed, much less sheltered hundreds of thousands of civilians.
"In a month, the gathering place will fall, I'll die here, and then you'll fall in love with that little bastard called the King of Abilities?"
After listening to Betty and the others' report, General Ross sneered. "Nonsense. As long as I'm here, this gathering place will never fall, and you will never fall in love with that little bastard."
Domineering though General Ross was, he truly cared about his daughter. The moment he heard someone intended to steal her away, he wanted to grab a gun and shoot Andrew on the spot.
He was the world's most difficult prospective father-in-law. Never mind anyone else—even the Hulk had failed to win him over in the Marvel Universe.
Betty sighed. She had always deeply resented General Ross's domineering attitude. "General Ross, please consider this properly in your capacity as the leader of the gathering place, and leave your personal feelings out of it.
"Your decision is important. Hundreds of thousands of lives in the gathering place depend on it."
"I'm not letting personal feelings influence me. I don't believe in any reincarnator."
General Ross said, "Xik, take the Lightning Squad into the city and bring that brat back. If he isn't a reincarnator, I'll