New York, Manhattan, United Nations Headquarters.
"Everyone, we meet again. How have you been lately?"
Every meeting with the United Nations members had been somewhat different.
At first, Harry had stood in the center and submitted to the supervision of every nation. Later, he had earned a position equal to theirs.
Now, the representatives sat in separate groups throughout the conference hall, all waiting for Harry in the center to speak—only Norman exchanged a smile with Harry.
The other representatives remained silent.
You can still smile? We certainly can't.
Once the meeting began, a representative asked, "Mr. Osborn, we would like to know what weapon you used to destroy the intelligent machine Ultron a week ago?"
The Holographic Projection in the center shifted, and the Pioneer appeared before them—it was time to show off the weapons.
"The Durtel-class Battleship Pioneer belongs to the Lancer Fleet of the Osborn Group's Second Deep Space Fleet. It is 7,900 meters long, 560 meters wide, and 330 meters high, with capacity for fifty thousand crew members.
"As for its weapons, it uses gigaton-class electromagnetic Railguns. Its shells are equipped with miniature Nuclear Pulse Thrusters and possess trajectory adjustment capabilities. The warheads weigh approximately four tons."
Harry had no intention of explaining more detailed data, such as accuracy.
After all, it could hit a target over two hundred meters long from sixty thousand kilometers away. As for its limits, they could guess for themselves.
And the "Second Deep Space Fleet" was what truly caught their attention. If there was a Second Fleet, that meant there was also a First Fleet.
Of course, it could also be a bluff, with only one fleet in reality—but even a single fleet would be more than enough to make them suffer.
Since he was putting on a show, Harry