The brisk entrance music rang out again, and another beam of light fell upon the stage.
A figure slowly rose from the stage.
Under the lights, the black armor exuded an unyielding, icy aura.
The glowing eyes on its visor were utterly intimidating.
Bright yellow patterns traced out a sense of immense power, striking fear into anyone who looked at it.
When Colonel Yuri appeared onstage wearing the armor, the hall fell silent. Everyone was awed by the pitch-black suit of armor.
It was not until the colonel tapped his visor and revealed his square-jawed face that people remembered to breathe.
Arnold smiled and said, "Next, you may interview the colonel, but one at a time."
He pointed at the media outlets and reporters below the stage.
Immediately, reporters from New York's major media outlets, along with several well-known independent media personalities, came up onto the stage and surrounded the colonel.
A female reporter in a professional skirt suit held up a microphone and asked, "Colonel Yuri, could you tell us what it feels like to use the armor?"
Colonel Yuri nodded. "It makes me feel invincible. Yes, after putting it on, I feel like I could match an elite unit all by myself."
Another male reporter wearing glasses followed up, "Colonel Yuri, then do you think that if Olga Company's armor technology could be widely adopted, would we still need superheroes?"
Colonel Yuri took his microphone and said in a deep voice, "I can answer that with certainty: no!"
"If Olga Company's armor technology can be introduced into the military and the police system."
"Then in the future, our soldiers will be able to fight a hundred enemies alone on the battlefield."
"Our police will be able to easily arrest those superpowered criminals."
"As for superheroes, I acknowledge everything