291. Ugh... President

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Hector was a madman. This was a common belief around the world at this point. He took millions of kids under his wing just like that. Not only those that were orphans right now but also those who will be orphans in the future.

According to the plan, all kids shall get free education until college, and free housing for the first three years after they complete 18 years of age. Food stamps until the age of 25 so they can worry less about money. Other than this, all kids shall have free medical care until the age of 25. They would even get counselling when looking for jobs.

Not only that, in their early phase, their food requirements will be taken care of, clothes, toys, and all kinds of technology studies will be provided. Politics would be strictly kept away, however.

Hector was just finalising a few of his plans. First, the world needed to be divided into small regions, a total of 500, and these would become Districts. Each district will have an elected Governor who will represent the people in the World Senate.

However, he was not going to use the American Federal style this time. In the US, everything has an election, from a sheriff to a prosecutor. This would be changed now because of how many Civil Servants will be needed.

Now, the Civil Servants just need to pass an exam and join their duties. They will, however, be posted anywhere worldwide, regardless of their background. They will be directly under the World Senate Council, and they could get fired instantly if they do something wrong, if proven guilty. If a region's people are so angered at a Civil Servant or even a Governor, then the people can launch a vote against them for their removal.

This would ensure that the people have the power to make someone and also break them. As for propaganda and underhanded means, they will be monitored with AI. Anyone trying something shady will be banned from ever running for election or giving any government exams.

"Old man," Kennedy walked into his office with a stack of files. "Look at these documents. The migration from Russia is nearly over. They will now use nukes to the fullest, as far as I know. They have nobody left to fight anymore, even the soldiers who appear at the frontline instantly surrender since their families have been secured already."

Hector bellowed in laughter. "Bwahaha... this was a good fight, I must say. Both sides only lost crooks. Good, let him use nukes—in fact, I will make all nations in the world use nukes. Then I will detonate them in space, finally ending the long-drawn nuclear era. From then on, no single faction shall hold weapons of mass destruction. Only the United Terra Government shall hold them."

"But all the nukes will be destroyed."

Hector smirked evilly. "Space nukes, my boy. I have already called the survey office of the United Galactic Federation to see if Earth can be included in the federation. We have successfully reached Mars, after all. Even hold a sizable colony of a thousand there now."

Knock Knock!

Steve Rogers entered, but not in a military suit or superhero uniform, but in a normal gentleman working suit. "Pres, the representatives of the United Terra are here. They want to talk to you about forming the first government."

Hector nodded and finished signing on the last two papers. One was the Homeless Policy. According to it, all homeless people will be given free food and housing, but there was a catch. The food will only be enough to keep them alive, not well-fed. This meant the hunger would forever be there and drive them to work.

As for housing, they need to prove they are giving job interviews and the reason for their rejection if they want to live in free houses until they get a job.

The second signed policy was the launch of a Special Education Programme for Superheroes who want to finish their college degrees. According to it, superheroes will be allowed to stay away from classes as long as they pass the written exams. This would help many superheroes in their hectic life.

Then he moved out to meet the guests in another room. The United Terra was slowly building up its whole administrative body before the first elections were held, as until then, the national governments could not be dissolved.

At the moment, a few famous thinkers and good politicians were heading the department. Hector had given them a constitution, and they just needed to implement it.

"So, what's the problem this time? I thought you only had to hire the right people now." He asked as he entered the room with a walking cane, reminding everyone that his days were numbered.

"Mister President, we need a President for the United Terra. The elections are still five months away, so we can't leave the top office empty until the council is elected. You're the only one we can trust with supreme authority." A Wakandan politician spoke.

Then Cynthia Von Doom started. "We lack a signing authority in the United Terra right now. Also, we need someone who can unanimously be made the President and someone who'd willingly resign when needed."

"Fine, give me the documents I need to sign. Once the election is done, I will resign and abolish the position of the President." He grunted annoyedly. This was not his first time having the option of a President.

He even felt he was cursed to always get a job position with the President in the title.

"There, now don't bother me and do your jobs. I won't always be here to hold your hands. Make decisions on your own as well. I'm going to have a drink, meanwhile. Also, get ready to take over Russia and China next. The war is about to come to an end." He got up as he warned them.

Ten members of the United Terra administration also stood up in respect and watched him leave. Though each one tried to imagine a world without him, it seemed bleak. The presence of Hector in world history was too much.

...

Hector returned to his office and found Steve waiting for him there. He had a look of concern on his face.

"Sir, are you okay? You seem a bit weakened lately." Steve asked.

Hector passed him a glass as well. "I'm fine, son. Do you remember the talk I gave you all about you all needing to stand on your feet because I won't be here always? Well, I believe this body is finally giving up. No need to worry; however, my soul is immortal."

"You're dying?"

"Technically, yes."

Now there was silence in the room. Steve was one of the Avengers who knew Hector for the most part. Since even before he became the captain of America, he admired Hector as the President and the war hero. Hector was the reason he wanted to do something for the country and the people.

Without Hector, there would have been no Captain America... he would have died as a skinny little man on some street of Brooklyn—beaten up on the way back from a factory.

"I will miss you," Steve said.

"Me too, son. But, let's cheer for the time we lived."

Steve silently sat there and thought about the old days. The time he lost in ice and also the love of his life. "I don't think I will ever be able to repay you for all you did."

"Shut up, kid. I am a man of my own decisions. I do things because I want to. Nobody owes me anything because I did everything for myself."

"Even adopting all the kids in the world?" Steve inquired.

"Bwahaha... that... Well, that one is for kids and my own peace of mind. You know the feeling of being weak and helpless. Now add confusion and lack of comprehension to your past self, and you will have a child.

"When a child is harmed by an adult, he does not think about hurting the other first. What he thinks about is why? Why is he being harmed? Because most often, they can't comprehend it. Things in the US may be good because of me, but so many kids in poor regions suffer. I merely wish for their innocence to be protected."

Steven felt utter pride filling up his chest. Yes, this was his role model and still is. "They're going to call you the Father of Earth at one point because, eventually, these kids will grow up and start families. Slowly, you will be related to every human on Earth—Hector King Washington, the Father of Earth—has a nice ring to it."

Bam!

The door was kicked open, and Kennedy came running. "They have surrendered! Old man! The war is over!"

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