I want to be the overlord when I transform into Marvel

Although Matthew did not explain in detail, President Maya still understood what he meant. And she had no doubts about Matthew's words.

My perception talent is an active and passive skill. Well, it’s a bit hard to pronounce, but that’s roughly what it means.

If you don't pay attention at ordinary times, President Maya cannot feel the surrounding information, but once Maya turns on her perception, everything within the range can be perceived by her. The more detailed the detail, the shorter the perception distance of Maya, which is almost 200 meters away.

It's blurry.

Matthew's super hearing is a completely passive skill around the clock. There is no switch. He has to receive all sounds within range at all times.

Although President Maya's perception is so abnormal that he can see the mitochondria in cells, the range is far inferior to Matthew's.

Daredevil at his peak can spy on most of New York!

How big is New York?

Not to mention the land area, New York itself is composed of one island and three peninsulas. In other words, each district is separated by a long sea!

Then Matthew's hearing is at least more than 15 kilometers, and to be honest, it exceeds Xiang Lu's Kagura mind.

Even if Matthew had just mutated not long ago, his range of perception is far beyond that of President Maya. Moreover, Matthew's hearing can be turned on or off, and he can't listen whether he wants to or not. These messages are probably what he heard unconsciously.

Now, here comes the problem!

Matthew heard the news and felt that the problem was serious, so he notified President Maya. However, President Maya also felt pain in her head and she felt helpless!

Even if we temporarily confiscate all the guns from our classmates, what happens later?

The proliferation of guns in the United States is like the penknives in our country. Yes, they are penknives, not kitchen knives!

Collect those pistols in the morning, and the street gangster leaders will immediately distribute new ones in the afternoon. Collecting guns cannot fundamentally solve the problem!

President Maya can't just transform into Spider-Man and go to the streets to kill the big bosses of her classmates. After all, Hell's Kitchen lacks everything except gangster bosses!

Leave it alone?

No, those gangster leaders are obviously looking for cannon fodder. After tonight, I don’t know how many of those idiots will be left, and they might just be wiped out!

President Maya held her forehead and thought hard for a long time before she raised her head and asked, "Matthew, what do you think we should do?"

"Of course we must seize their weapons immediately and stop..." Matthew said excitedly, but stopped suddenly in the middle of his sentence.

Obviously, he also understood President Maya's concerns and realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Matthew, how long do you think the Frank incident will affect students? I mean, how long will it take to avoid this limelight?" President Maya asked.

The reason why President Maya wants to ask Matthew is because he knows that Matthew's superpower is very convenient for gathering intelligence. He must know more than Maya herself.

"In a week or so, as long as a mass shooting breaks out, the police will intervene. Now some ambitious people in Hell's Kitchen are already ready to wait and see when it will break out." Matthew thought about his words, he couldn't tell

President Maya, the police are also ready to watch. This information is confidential and it is difficult to explain clearly.

President Maya's eyes flashed and he said: "Does this mean that the possible street shootout tonight is just the beginning, and there will be more fierce battles later?"

"Yes!" Matthew said affirmatively.

"And when these unrest reach a certain level, will the police intervene?"

Matthew hesitated for a while, but finally nodded and admitted. Since he had already come to inform President Hanson of the news, he did not want her to misjudge.

President Maya nodded secretly. This Matthew is really a kind-hearted and good man. He risked exposing his superpower just to save the gangster classmates who often bullied him.

Doesn’t Matthew know that there are huge loopholes in his words? Matthew is sure that with President Hanson’s intelligence, he will definitely doubt the source of his information.

But he still told the news he heard from the police station.

President Maya also knows that Matthew is a person with super hearing ability, so naturally he will not doubt his words.

3 p.m., xx Community High School in Manhattan.

"What's going on? Why did the radio announce us to gather on the playground at this time?" A black senior classmate put down the basketball in his hand and asked his companion.

"I don't know? I don't know either. It sounds like it was a message from the student union." The tall white companion replied.

"If I don't go, what the hell, I still have to practice basketball. I will participate in the NBA draft in June this year!"

"You're the only one who has gone to peat to participate in the draft? How the hell do you know how to sign up?"

"Why not? Don't you know? President Hansen will post the draft process in the school newspaper every year, and the school will also make corresponding arrangements."

"Fuck! You're already in high school, and you still call that little bitch the president. You're sick!" The tall white man scolded and spat at the same time.

"What are you two talking about? Come on, let's go. It was just announced that latecomers will be deducted 2 moral points. It's very serious!" A third companion interjected.

The tall white man became even more angry, "Screw the damn moral points. I and you, a coward, used to be in the same grade. Now you are both graduating, and I'm still a freshman in high school! Just because of the damn moral points,

I repeated a grade three times! I went to eighth grade for four whole years! I finally entered high school, but I didn’t expect that nigger Reeves also got a moral point!”

The tall black basketball players were immediately unhappy. Only us black people can say nigger. You white-skinned pig actually dared to scold nigger in front of me.

"Fake, Duke! Keep your mouth clean and don't go if you have the guts. Anyway, you have already stayed in grade three times. You should prepare to graduate from high school at the age of 30!"

"I......"

...

"Nana, why did the president ask us senior students to gather in the playground?"

"I don't know! I'm confused too!"

...

"Hey, Matthew, why are those high school students gathering in the playground too?"

"Are there any high school students? I can't see them! Anyway, the elementary school and the middle school share the same playground. Maybe there is some important notice from above!"

...

"Please be quiet, quiet! I am Andre Reeves, a junior in high school, and I am also the student council president of the high school! This time it is not only the four grades of high school, but also the students in grades 7 and 8 of elementary school. Everyone.

Let’s all gather here. Well, the main thing is that President Hansen has something to say, and now I’d like to invite President Hansen!”

After the black boy Reeves finished speaking, he immediately ran off the podium and ran to President Maya, "President, now you can go up and give a speech!"

President Maya nodded lightly and said, "The microphone is a bit high."

Reeves looked up and saw, well, the microphone stand was already 1.6 meters tall, while the president was less than 1.4 meters tall.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, President, I'm really sorry! This is a subordinate's work error, which has caused trouble to President. Please wait a little longer, it will be fine soon, it will be fine soon..."

After saying that, Reeves' tall and strong body was as fast as a civet cat. He rushed up to the rostrum in five steps and two steps at a time. Regardless of wiping the hot sweat on his forehead, Reeves quickly lowered the microphone to 1.3 meters.

Just right for President Maya.