Chapter 1122 1122 Marie Belle's Ambition

After the battle report reached Lin Youde's side, he laughed so hard that his teeth fell out.

"I said these people can't fight." Lin Youde said to the fox, "When I was in North Africa, they still had British commands, and they all fought like bears, and without the command of the British, you can imagine what they could fight." I was expecting a little from the Gurkha mercenaries in North Africa, but I found that I was thinking too much. The Gurkha is really good at hand-to-hand combat with knives, but it is blind when it encounters a modern army that relies on firepower. โ€

The fox didn't seem to be interested in this, just lying on the deck chair with a lazy expression, enjoying the early spring sun.

Although the fox is a strange expression, Lin Youde still continued the topic: "In this way, India will be honest for a while, and their main target in the future should be Pakistan and other weak countries around it, but with Xinming's military pressure, we will have a very say in the South Asian subcontinent." โ€

"Actually, I'm strange," the fox finally spoke, "isn't it inconsistent that you've done so much to the Green Cult in the Persian Gulf and now help the Green Cult in the South Asian subcontinent." โ€

"What's strange about this, I'm a hypocrite, and the best choice for me is my choice." Lin Youde shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, "I can worship Satan for the sake of profit, but what does it matter if I turn around and sing the praises of Jehovah." โ€

"You're going to hell like that." The fox grinned as he said this, "But that's what I like, and I'm going to hell with you." โ€

Lin Youde also smiled.

**

On the other side of the globe, in the regal villa district of Long Island, New York, Charlotte? Roosevelt was getting out of the car.

She looked up at the mansion in front of her, which was not luxurious among the residences on Long Island, and belonged to the more modest type, but the unkind-faced people standing in front of the mansion greatly reduced the impression of this mansion.

"It's really a big battle, and I know that it doesn't mean anything to me." Charlotte said sarcastically to the butler who came forward.

The butler smiled: "You misunderstood, we just don't want to be rude to the former president of the United States, please come with me, Don is already waiting for you." โ€

"It's obviously not an orthodox Sicilian mafia, why do you want to learn to call your boss by Don?"

"Because she thinks it's like a mafia." The butler smiled, "Our host pays great attention to these courtesy things. โ€

Charlotte snorted noncommittally.

Then she came to a door that looked like gold, and the butler, after motioning Charlotte to wait a moment, opened the door and entered the room to report to the mafia who had recently swept down New York, Boston, and Chicago. In just a few seconds, the butler opened the door from the inside and ushered Charlotte into the room.

The female head who made people have different opinions sat behind the desk, although the desk was very large and luxurious, and there were many things on it that could increase the aura of the people behind the desk, but the girl's appearance was too delicate, so she was still imposing, and she didn't look like the "godmother" who swept away so many vicious gangsters and dominated the East Coast of the United States.

The butler bowed again to the girl behind the desk, turned away, and closed the door with him.

After the door closed with a heavy thud, the girl behind the table spoke first.

"Miss Ex-President, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Knowingly asked." Charlotte smiled, "I've noticed you for a long time, you're gifted enough to pass the entrance test of Havard University with ease, and your intelligence obviously doesn't stop there, you have also shown a high level of attainment in the natural sciences; On top of that, you've built a new gang yourself, from a small street gang to a big gang that now has a mansion like this on Long Island as its headquarters, and recently swept away all the enemies on the East Coast who are against you. I find it hard to believe that a human girl of your age could do this. โ€

Maribelle looked at Charlotte and quickly grinned: "Well, your analysis makes sense, that's right, I'm not an ordinary human, I'm just like you, Miss Charlotte." โ€

"Oh? So a showdown? โ€

"After I realized that revealing my identity was a shortcut to the presidency of the United States, I wasn't going to hide it anymore, so I did something to wipe out the East Coast gangsters. Do you think that this kind of big action that will obviously expose yourself is a mistake? โ€

"I see," Charlotte nodded, "and that explanation makes perfect sense. Looks like Miss Bellรฉ is going to run for president? However, the United States has not had a precedent for a mafia to become president, and it probably will never be. โ€

"Of course there won't be a mafia leader in the race, I'm not going to be that stupid. But if I become a serious businessman, then it's perfectly fine. I've been preparing for all these years, and it's almost done. โ€

Charlotte was certainly aware of the efforts made by Marie Bellรฉ to clear her name, and she is now a well-known philanthropist, with close relationships with many entrepreneurs, and she has set up seemingly innocent financial enterprises on Wall Street. It won't be long before she can indeed become a congressional candidate as a prominent financial entrepreneur and philanthropist, and after accumulating political capital, she can indeed become a serious contender for the presidency of the United States in eight to ten years.

If the average person might not be able to become a presidential candidate in just eight to ten years, Marie Belle is a goddess, and she has not been discovered by the American goddess ancestry monitoring system, and she has such a tortuous experience in childhood, which will be useful propaganda material for election campaigns.

After calmly assessing Marie Belle's advantage, Charlotte asked, "What is your purpose in running for president?" You've been hiding in society for so many years as a god, and you suddenly want to run for president even if you don't hesitate to change your strategy, you have to have a purpose, right? โ€

"I love science."

"What?"

"I love science, I love the exploration of the universe, and I love the process of moving towards the unknown. But now the United States is too poor in this regard. โ€

Charlotte wondered for a moment that she had misheard, that this guy was running for president for that reason?

But then again, there is indeed no shortage of paranoia in the goddess, so Charlotte quickly understood the situation after being surprised.

"If you want to focus on research, there are many other paths to choose from, right?"

"For example?"

"For example, you can escape to Germany, that Lin Youde has always spared no effort in scientific research, you just need to go to his side to get the resources you want, right?" Although this is not an appropriate statement, because it may cause the United States to lose the god that it has so hard to get, this is indeed what Charlotte is very puzzled about, and almost all scientists who want to get strong support in the field of scientific research now choose to go to Germany. If she really loves exploring the unknown, then going to Germany should be a good choice.

Charlotte waited for the girl's answer, but the girl shook her head: "This proposal is very attractive, and I have seriously considered it, but Germany is still slightly inferior to the United States in terms of scientific support, and the industrial capacity and overall economic power of the United States can be on par with Germany even if it provides limited input as it does now." Of course, Germany still has the upper hand, but this must be taken into account that the Germans have a large number of leading scientists of our time. So in the end, it is most powerful for me to remain in the United States and to take over the rule of the United States. โ€

"But when you become president, you don't have time for scientific research, do you?"

"This can be overcome by the overhaul of the internal structure of the United States, which now wastes so much of its administrative system that it would save a lot of resources if all administrative matters were to be handled by computers, while at the same time ensuring that the administrative system is always operating at a very high efficiency. After the renovation is completed, I will have enough time to conduct scientific research because of the unprecedented increase in administrative efficiency. โ€

Charlotte was stunned by the whole person, replacing the entire administrative system with a computer? What kind of fantasy is this, is this girl talking in her sleep? But it doesn't look like the girl is talking nonsense.

"Are you really here?"

"Hmm. You should know that the gods with high bloodline purity will have some unique abilities, right?,I'm the god with a very high bloodline.,My ability is linked to the computer system.ใ€‚ A computer fleet controlled by me can perfectly replace the inefficient human administrative organs. โ€

"Are you ready to establish your own dictatorship in the land of America?"

"If a dictator never makes mistakes and never abuses his power, then a dictatorship is clearly more efficient and better for the United States of America than the so-called democracy is now."

Charlotte opened her mouth half-open, not hiding her surprise in the slightest: "You will not succeed, no one welcomes a dictator in this country." โ€

"Really?" Marie Belle asked rhetorically, "I'm very interested in where you got this confidence." โ€

Charlotte stared at Marie Belle silently, and after a moment she stood up: "I have understood your thoughts, and now please allow me to take my leave." โ€

"Mademoiselle Charlotte," called Marie Belle, to whom she turned, "I dare to present my thoughts to you and to you to-day, and I am absolutely sure of what you may do afterwards, and I have many more supporters than you think." Because I gave them all the terms they couldn't refuse. โ€

Charlotte turned back to Marie Belle and sneered, then left without looking back.