Moira paused, her gaze sweeping over the senior officials and their varied expressions.
"Everyone, I believe Vought remaining in the United States is not a bad thing for us. First, with them here, the domestic violent crime rate is bound to plummet. Even if other radical mutant villains attempt terrorist attacks, they would never dare run wild on Vought's turf. Second, with Vought rooted in the United States, the international community will see it as 'the United States possessing Vought.' This is an unprecedented strategic deterrent. From now on, any country considering hostile action against us will have to factor Vought's retaliation into the cost."
"So,"
Moira delivered her final conclusion.
"what we need to do now is certainly not shut them out or regard them with suspicion, but actively show them the greatest possible goodwill, use government resources to fully assist Vought in expanding its superhero business empire, and bind them thoroughly and deeply to the nation's interests."
After Moira finished her report, the president waved a hand, dismissing her.
Once she left, the air in the Oval Office seemed to freeze instantly, then suddenly boil over.
"Absurd! This is nothing short of making a bargain with a tiger!"
The secretary of defense was the first to slam the table, his perpetually tense face filled with agitation and unease.
"Entrust our national defense to a company run by a bunch of monsters? That mind reader could browse the Pentagon's top-secret files like the morning paper whenever he wanted! We absolutely cannot allow an uncontrollable sword of Damocles like that to hang over our heads!"
"Calm down, Mr. Secretary."
The CIA director twirled the pen in his hand, his eyes dark and sinister.
"Do you think I like someone being able to eavesdrop on my thoughts from thousands of miles