Chapter 1345 Interstellar Stage (Fifty-Two)
Latvia is a small country that has little presence in the world or in Europe. In other words, there are too many small countries like this in Eastern Europe. Since the disintegration of the Soviet Union, they have basically disappeared from the international public opinion field.
Since the earth entered the solar system era, the situation of Eastern European countries has been very embarrassing. The old European powers do not think they are their own people, but the behemoth next to them does not play with them. These small countries that are broken like biscuit crumbs are just squeezed in between the big countries and drift with the tide. No one can come up with ideas, and no one can implement them. The situation is even worse than that in Africa.
Although African countries are poor, they can hug thighs. The wealthy areas are generally pro-American, and the less developed areas have received a lot of help from China and are more pro-China. French colonies can follow the old boss, and if there is really no way, they can follow Wakanda's ass to drink some soup.
But Eastern Europe can really be said to have no relatives and no friends, and no one likes them. The United States itself is busy developing its space industry, and the plan to use NATO to balance the East has not been mentioned for a long time.
But apart from this strategic value, Eastern Europe has no land, no people, no resources, and is fragmented. Everyone thinks they are the boss and is addicted to being weak.
In the past, because they had many sovereign states, they still had some voice in the international public opinion field, but now everyone is focusing on development and no one listens to them. They are completely unloved.
If you have to pick a tall one among the short ones, it is Latvia, which has no voice in the past.
The most discussed point about this small country is that they had changed to a republic before, but since the arrival of the god Dum, the social system of Latvia has developed in the opposite direction and rushed to the feudal monarchy without looking back.
Of course, feudal imperial power should have been eliminated by modern civilized society long ago, but when the other choice is American democracy, feudal monarchy is not so unacceptable.
The fact is that after Dum reversed the democratic system of Latvia and restored the feudal system, Latvia really became a tall one that can be pulled up.
After all, Doom is not an ordinary person. If Stark is compared with him, if Stark goes to a small country to be the king, he will definitely choose the feudal monarchy, not because he wants to satisfy his addiction to power, but mainly because this system has the strongest execution and is the simplest to operate.
A sufficiently talented and wise king, a highly centralized system, and no external interference, even in modern society, is a system that is most likely to accelerate development, and Latvia is just like this.
When Doom reversed the reform, put the reverse gear on the accelerator and stepped back to the feudal monarchy, the neighbors around him did not have no objections, and the international community also made several rounds of condemnation.
But as the saying goes, development is the hard truth. When Latvia became the Wakanda of Eastern Europe, no one dared to touch the bad luck of this god.
After successfully transforming Latvia into a kingdom, Doom built a palace in Riga, the capital of Latvia. It occupies a large area and is very luxurious, but the people have no objection to it.
What does it mean that a country with an area of more than 60,000 square kilometers has only more than 2 million people? Shanghai has more than 6,000 square kilometers and more than 20 million people.
Land is not a scarce product here. Even in the capital Riga, there are large tracts of land available for development. Even if Dum builds ten palaces, it will not take up much space.
Latvia is not a very prosperous country. It has a small population, a slow pace of life, an underdeveloped communication network, and is not in line with the international community. The people are generally not very interested in politics. Most citizens think Dum is a lunatic, but there is not much motivation to overthrow him. At present, the two sides are in a state of ignoring each other.
Dum does not mind. He just wants to have an independent foothold to display his talents. Facts have proved that he is indeed very talented. After the group of small Eastern European countries that are not loved by their parents have been blocked everywhere, they finally found that the thigh is beside me.
Everyone is complaining about reverse gear, everyone wants to reverse gear. Which politician in the world doesn't want to be a dictator and hold power? What's hateful is not that Dum is the emperor, but that everyone is holding back. Only you are honest, and everyone is fantasizing. Only you executed it, and not only executed it, but also succeeded. How can you not be hated?
But it's useless to hate. The small countries in Eastern Europe stared to the right. The old man who should have been weak, after the United States loosened the chain, he breathed a sigh of relief. Looking to the right, the big guy next to him threw rockets into the sky like they were free. Looking far away, the poor brothers in Africa all went to the wise master and hugged the thigh.
Then look down at your own world, there is indeed no Poland. Everyone laughs at Poland, and everyone is Poland.
Those who are capable have flown away in spaceships, so they can enjoy the earth alone? Even the stupidest politicians will not think so. It is more likely that the earth flew away and they stayed.
As the pace of development became faster and faster, these Baltic countries with no sense of existence finally became anxious. Diplomats, ambassadors, and even the secretary of state and vice president went to Latvia every day. Dum was not sad, he was almost annoyed.
In the final analysis, Doom is still a scientist, and he has many similarities with Stark. They want power, not to enjoy the power itself, but just to have confidence in their own judgment, and at the same time they need sufficient execution. Power is the carrier of wisdom and decisiveness.
But if they really want to be a politician, plunge into the cesspool of international public opinion, and use their genius brains to do butterfly stroke in the cesspool, then they will definitely run as far as they can.
After meeting five stupid and headache-inducing ambassadors in one day, Doom knocked on a substitute robot overnight and ran away with a bucket.
The foot of the Himalayas is a gray area with mixed fish and dragons, especially for the magic world. Many contraband can be traded here, and the harsh climatic conditions cannot stop the mysticists from showing their magical powers.
Doom set up a laboratory here mainly because it is relatively convenient to obtain some scarce materials here, and with Kamar-Taj sitting above him, no one dares to go too far, the transaction is still honest, and the supply is relatively stable.
There is a small village on the way to Kamar-Taj, not far from the village where the Ancient One was born, but larger than that village. There are almost no ordinary people here, maybe a few generations ago, because there are too many weirdos coming and going, and after a few generations, they are basically clear about the world of mysticism.
It was another snowfall in the Himalayas. Villagers wearing thick leather robes stood at the intersection sweeping snow. Suddenly, a shadow fell in front of the broom. The villager looked up and saw a face wearing a steel mask under the hood.
"Who are you looking for?" The villager asked in a bit of broken English.
"Is the restaurant open?" A mechanical and sharp voice sounded from under the hood.
Another weirdo, the villager thought, but there is no shortage of weirdos here, so he just continued to sweep the snow on the ground with a broom and said, "The restaurant is open, but it will be closed soon, you have to hurry."
The weirdo wearing a mask said nothing, and walked into the depths of the village with a consistent pace.
Walk in from the main road, turn right, pass through the gap between the stable and the hotel, and come to another wider road. There is a noisy sound coming from the only door with a sign.
The door creaked open, and the atmosphere in the house stagnated. Soon, the discussion sounded again, "That weirdo is here again!", "He is so weird", "Why would the village chief let him in? Look at his strange mask, how can a robot use magic?"
Accompanied by the discussion all the way, the man wearing a hood and a steel mask came to the seat in front of the window and sat down. Soon, a young local girl wearing a scarf brought a cup of hot tea.
"Thank you. "The mechanical voice came again.
The village girl seemed to be curious. She looked into the darkness of the hood. When she saw the pair of slightly glowing mechanical eyes, she panicked and retracted her gaze, and ran back to the counter.
What kind of eyes were those? She found it difficult to describe, calm and ruthless, mysterious, and unpredictable.
"Ding-ling-ling."
The wind chime hanging at the door rang again, and another figure in a robe and a hood walked in. He came to the counter and said, "Give me a cup of hot black tea and a glass of milk."
"It'll be ready soon. You can sit down first. "
The robed figure walked in, but did not stop at any seat on the way. Instead, he walked steadily to the opposite side of the weird man wearing the iron mask and sat down.
The seat was in the corner, and the robed man sat with his back to all the guests in the restaurant, so when he took off his hood, no one saw his real face.
When the hood was taken off, Tony Stark's face was revealed.
"Sir, your tea... Oh, my God!" The girl who came over with the teacup screamed. There are too few people in the world who don't know Stark, but soon, she felt that she was stared at by an extremely cold gaze.
The waitress felt stiff all over, but at this time Stark said: "Don't worry, go ahead. "
Feeling that the cold gaze gradually withdrawn, the waitress tightened her robe, turned around and left stiffly, Stark picked up the milk cup and poured the milk into the teacup.
Even through the mask, it can be felt that the person on the other side is puzzled by Stark's action.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not British, it's just that there is a very hypocritical guy in my mind who misses his butler."
Stark's voice was as light as chanting, his eyes were a little dull, and he said: "You have to understand me, now 90% of my brain is running at the highest speed, let's save those politeness."
"You are right, just yesterday, I received a mysterious call, inviting me to go to another universe to pick up the technological heritage there."
"Did you agree to it as I said?"
"Doom doesn't like to do that very much." The person on the other side narrated from a bystander's perspective: "No technological relics can compare to Doom's inventions. Doom is not a scavenger. "
"Of course, I understand. We are the same kind of people." Stark's voice was abnormally low, like the whisper of a devil. He said, "No one likes to eat other people's words, but don't forget our deal. This is what you should do."
"Doom, you don't need to remind me." It was another cold, robot-like voice. He paused and said, "Doom just wants to know how far Doom has to go to achieve his goal."
"Collect as much supplies as possible, and make as much chaos as possible, and keep everyone and the doctor there for at least 4 hours."
The eyes of the mechanical mask blinked, and he nodded in a somewhat stiff movement. Just before Stark was about to get up and leave, Doom spoke again:
"Doom, according to the information, you are a human supremacist, and there is no possibility of being an enemy of them. Doom wants to know why you do this."
Stark paused in his action of getting up, his mouth corners slightly raised, and he knocked on the wooden table with his fingertips, and said, "When you really join this plan, you will know."