273. Future

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Hector returned to his office and found a group of people waiting for him. All of them were ambassadors from various countries.

"Please, have a seat, everyone. I heard you all are here to accept the proposed deal I made. Well, I'm all ears, tell me your problems and I will try to solve them right away." Hector took a seat in his office.

"Russia has already given the mobilization order if we move to join your alliance." The ambassador from Estonia said.

Hector nodded as he had expected this to happen. "Got it. Does anyone else among you have the same idea?... All of you? Well, don't worry.

"All you need to do is open voluntary application in your nation's military. Rest, I will take care of it. Remember, I do not want a war with Russia. In fact, I'd love it if they could also join the alliance and become one with the United Terra, a name that soon shall be known in space."

The people, of course, did not feel confident about this move. By allowing more recruitment in their armies, they'd be telling Russia that they were ready for war.

But then Hector said that if they all did it at the same time, then not even ten Russia can fight you without destroying their own economies as well.

In the end, they all agreed and set the date in a week for Hector to visit their nations and sign the deals.

But, before that, Hector had to snap his fingers once again. This time he'd be messing with human minds, however. But, no matter what others would say, this was absolutely necessary.

Alone in his office, he sighed. "There can never be peace without struggle. The war has to happen, people have to die... but I'd rather have the criminals dying than good people."

SNAP!

With that, Hector changed the recruitment odds in a way that only criminals would enter the armies around the world. How to make them work? That was his headache later on.

For now, he had to prepare. Of course, he knew that the world might accuse him of starting this war, but in the long run, they would spend more time justifying his actions than accusing him. After all, winners write the history books.

...

Africa

"Run! It's the Crimson Fucker! I don't want to get stabbed in the ass! Please..."

"Gehehe... daddy is here, bitches. Bring your cakes to me. It's my birthday!" Deadpool ran around in a camp of a warlord that was still rising up. He was simply killing any assholes that got in his way or got caught.

Crimson Fucker was now synonymous with fucking people with his sword. Of course, most didn't want such a fate either.

The entire continent was terrorized, but of course, the good people had nothing to worry about. It was all fine and dandy. Heck, people liked Crimson Fucker and treated him like a deity because he protected the people.

He was the light that brought people out of the darkness. Was your neighbour harassing you? Worry not. Crimson Fucker will harass him back. Was your teacher asking you for favours for marks? Don't worry; Crimson Fucker will do favours for him.

The man, the legend, the story of Crimson Fucker was being written in red, in the blood of sinners who dared harm the innocent.

And this was only the beginning as he decided to head to a place called Wakanda, as he reckoned many sinners lived there too.

However, as soon as he entered the advanced city, he was caught by strange energy weapons and thrown into a cell.

Soon the prince of Wakanda, T'Challa, met him. "Why have you come here?"

Deadpool looked around. "Wakanda place it this?"

ಠ_ಠ

"Are you joking?" the female Wakandan guard asked.

"So, you gonna use that spear? I suggest you use the non-pointy tip."

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...

Washington Space Center,

Hector and a prominent businessman were standing at the top of a tower, looking at the space rocket a distance away.

"You did it, little runt. You made the rocket." Hector patted the other man's back.

"Thanks, old man... I mean, sir. You helped a lot this time, and the main landing unit was totally made by your company anyway. I just made the propulsion system."

"Elon, kid, there is nothing big or small in the work of science. You are one of the men who are helping push the world into the next phase, planetary exploration.

"Honestly, I have access to technology that can instantly turn Earth into a space civilization, but I can't do that. Do you know why?" He asked.

Elon nodded. "Because that would be like teaching a first grader integration and differentiation. Well, I just hope this goes well now."

"Exactly. There is no point in technology appearing unless the world accepts it naturally. Well, anyway, Logan will be going first, don't worry about his safety. Jean will also be going, along with the human team. So they would be safe even if the whole ship burnt away in space." He assured and got down from the launch tower.

"What's the next phase?" Asked Elon.

"Well, the next phase is to replace all the fossil fuel and harmful practices and turn Earth into a true utopia. I mean, practically and theoretically, Earth should be able to support even a hundred billion people as long as we have perfect and sustainable supplies of our resources." Hector replied tiredly.

"Can you do it before the coming war?" Elon asked more.

Hector sighed this time. Every rich man in the world knew that a war was coming. The United States had already started preparing for it by creating a mega stock of armory and food, as these two things need the most protection in times of war. Not that it matters right now.

All nations closely allied with the US were also preparing, while the large companies were preparing for the coming war by slowly lowering their production. Although Hector tried his best to bring confidence that no matter what happened, the war would not affect them much.

Farmers around the world had started to get significant subsidies to ensure extra production, this happened after WTO announced a few new laws for it.

As for the UN, the Peacekeepers were the largest military strength in the world now. With 30 Aircraft Carriers, thousands of fighter jets, tanks, and 1 million troops, it outranked most other militaries.

Although the UN had lesser troops than the USA, China, India, and Russia, the troops were highly advanced. Not to mention, the UN troops were made up of soldiers from these nations too.

"The war... it is what will push us to the new age, kid," Hector replied. Just then, they arrived at the control room of the space center.

Today was the day the first manned mission to Mars was going to take place. General Logan was the lead commander of the mission, while Jean Grey was the second commander. Both of them had seen space so much that they were not even excited. Instead, their job was just to ensure the human companions stayed safe.

The technology used was 30% alien tech gifted by Hector, the rest made by humans such as Tony and Reed Richards. Elon was more of a private businessman funding much of it, as Hector wished to keep the space out of any nation's hands.

Still, the UN was the overall owner of the mission.

"T-minus 10!"

The countdown began soon.

Hector looked at the screen with a smile. This was going to serve as a neat distraction from the brewing war. At least for a week, the news will talk about the mission, with video messages coming from the ship every single day.

This launch was not actually happening from Earth, as the actual launch vehicle was already in space. The countdown was for the ship in space to head out.

Rockets from surface to space were a common thing, so nobody cared for them anymore.

"T-minus 1... 0... -1"

On the large screens, a surveillance satellite showed the "Leap One" ship starting its thrusters and leaving slowly.

Hector already knew everything was going to be well, so he just clapped while Fury stood beside him.

"Nice entertainment we got here." Fury muttered.

"Haha, jealous much?"

"Old man, I could seriously use a vacation at this point. Even if it's Mars, I'd take it. Anyway, I'm here to inform you about the reactivation of Russian sleeper cells."

Hector shrugged. "I got it covered, son."

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