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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0207_part_03
Chapter 415
chapter 0207 part 3
Tang Song clapped his hands, shaking the fish food crumbs in his hand into the lake water.
He stroked the big cat's head by his foot.
"Has Ivan looked at the Adamantium Formula? How long until there are results!"
Because of the conflict with Stark Industries, Ivan Vanko was not on the private jet returning to New York from Iceland.
Currently, he is the supervisor of the Weapons Research Department, responsible for the development of Iron Robots, Sentinels, and Arc Reactors.
Now another item has been added: the manufacturing of Adamantium.
"Ivan said there is a complete set of procedures, and the manufacturing of Adamantium can begin at any time!"
"However, it requires a polymer vibrator and many mineral metals..."
"I have already sent people to procurement!"
"Good! Have him start as soon as possible!" Tang Song stroked the big cat, feeling pleased.
Inside a house in the Wakanda Merchant Tribe.
T'Challa was somewhat frustrated.
He had originally thought that relying on his father's prestige over the years, after returning to Wakanda, he could regain the throne with a single call to arms.
But he secretly contacted several elders who had been staunch supporters of him and his father, and the replies he received were all ambiguous.
One elder even directly betrayed them, forcing him to escape from the capital with his supporters.
This made T'Challa even doubt if he could truly be fit for the position of king.
"Brother, don't be discouraged!"
His sister Princess Shuri was cheering him on from the side.
"The general public still supports you. It's just because of the Allied Forces situation outside, the general public is now blinded by the war ideology promoted by N'Jadaka!"
"Brother, you must believe in yourself, you are right. Trying to take on the whole world with just Wakanda's strength, N'Jadaka doing this is simply risking all of Wakanda!"
"Only by pulling yourself together can you save Wakanda!"
As the brother and sister were talking, Black Widow, wearing a black bodysuit, led a man wearing sunglasses inside.
"Prince T'Challa, something is a bit off. I suspect Erik has support behind him; it should be someone from Hydra!"
Black Widow Natasha looked at T'Challa with a serious expression.
"Hydra!" T'Challa stood up from his chair, repeating it through gritted teeth.
"Are you sure it's them!?"
Towards this evil organization that killed his father, T'Challa almost hated them to the bone.
Black Widow Natasha nodded: "Scott and I entered the royal palace through the secret door of the Vibranium shield that Princess Shuri cracked."
"We discovered that Erik had hidden a group of people in the royal palace. Among them were several former senior agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Furthermore, we observed that Erik seemed to have been hypnotized!"
"Hypnosis, like that Bucky?"
Shuri interjected: "I have a method to break this hypnosis!"
Natasha Romanoff gave Shuri a smile.
"Security in the royal palace is very tight. Scott and I are not confident we can take down that group of Hydra without alerting others!"
"I don't think you Wakandans would accept a king who is being controlled!"
"The problem now is, to make the Elder Council believe that the king is being controlled by hypnosis, we need evidence!"
"Princess Shuri, since you can break Bucky's hypnosis, is there a method to get Erik out of the hypnotized state as quickly as possible? Just a few minutes would be enough!"
Shuri thought for a moment and nodded towards Natasha Romanoff.
Natasha Romanoff then looked at the man in sunglasses.
"Scott, I need you and Ororo to create chaos in the border area to draw out Wakanda's royal palace guards and Erik!"
"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Cyclops, wearing sunglasses made of graphene, nodded coolly.
"Prince T'Challa, then you and your female guards can take this opportunity to enter the royal palace and capture those Hydra agents!
As long as we can get evidence that the king was hypnotized, you still have a chance, Prince T'Challa!"
………………
Just as a coup was about to break out in Wakanda.
A small town in New Mexico.
Recently, this place has become famous because of a hammer that fell from the sky.
Many strongmen came inexplicably, wanting to prove their strength.
A fast food restaurant in the small town that was originally very deserted was now doing great business because of the influx of large crowds.
The white boss's wife, weighing at least two hundred pounds, was so happy she couldn't stop smiling.
In a corner of the fast food restaurant, a white old man and two young women were looking worriedly at the blond strongman in front of them who was eating and drinking excessively.
"No, damn it, he completely abandoned me... Gulp, gulp..."
The blond strongman gulped down half a bottle of beer in one go, muttering indistinctly about exile, the hammer, Asgard, and such.
"Jane! Are you sure he landed on Earth with that rainbow aurora and not just a homeless person from the roadside!"
The white old man looked in disbelief at the table full of hamburger wrappers and the messy beer bottles.
He looked at his student beside him with a suspicious gaze.
"Professor! You saw the footage recorded by the camera too!"
Jane Foster spread her hands, pointed at the drunk blond strongman and said:
"Besides, look at his appetite. Can ordinary humans eat this much?"
"Indeed! He is the most gluttonous human I've ever seen! Oh my God, ten extra-large hamburgers, more than ten bottles of beer, and these chicken wraps, pizza…"
(End of chapter)
Tang Song clapped his hands, shaking the fish food crumbs in his hand into the lake water.
He stroked the big cat's head by his foot.
"Has Ivan looked at the Adamantium Formula? How long until there are results!"
Because of the conflict with Stark Industries, Ivan Vanko was not on the private jet returning to New York from Iceland.
Currently, he is the supervisor of the Weapons Research Department, responsible for the development of Iron Robots, Sentinels, and Arc Reactors.
Now another item has been added: the manufacturing of Adamantium.
"Ivan said there is a complete set of procedures, and the manufacturing of Adamantium can begin at any time!"
"However, it requires a polymer vibrator and many mineral metals..."
"I have already sent people to procurement!"
"Good! Have him start as soon as possible!" Tang Song stroked the big cat, feeling pleased.
Inside a house in the Wakanda Merchant Tribe.
T'Challa was somewhat frustrated.
He had originally thought that relying on his father's prestige over the years, after returning to Wakanda, he could regain the throne with a single call to arms.
But he secretly contacted several elders who had been staunch supporters of him and his father, and the replies he received were all ambiguous.
One elder even directly betrayed them, forcing him to escape from the capital with his supporters.
This made T'Challa even doubt if he could truly be fit for the position of king.
"Brother, don't be discouraged!"
His sister Princess Shuri was cheering him on from the side.
"The general public still supports you. It's just because of the Allied Forces situation outside, the general public is now blinded by the war ideology promoted by N'Jadaka!"
"Brother, you must believe in yourself, you are right. Trying to take on the whole world with just Wakanda's strength, N'Jadaka doing this is simply risking all of Wakanda!"
"Only by pulling yourself together can you save Wakanda!"
As the brother and sister were talking, Black Widow, wearing a black bodysuit, led a man wearing sunglasses inside.
"Prince T'Challa, something is a bit off. I suspect Erik has support behind him; it should be someone from Hydra!"
Black Widow Natasha looked at T'Challa with a serious expression.
"Hydra!" T'Challa stood up from his chair, repeating it through gritted teeth.
"Are you sure it's them!?"
Towards this evil organization that killed his father, T'Challa almost hated them to the bone.
Black Widow Natasha nodded: "Scott and I entered the royal palace through the secret door of the Vibranium shield that Princess Shuri cracked."
"We discovered that Erik had hidden a group of people in the royal palace. Among them were several former senior agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Furthermore, we observed that Erik seemed to have been hypnotized!"
"Hypnosis, like that Bucky?"
Shuri interjected: "I have a method to break this hypnosis!"
Natasha Romanoff gave Shuri a smile.
"Security in the royal palace is very tight. Scott and I are not confident we can take down that group of Hydra without alerting others!"
"I don't think you Wakandans would accept a king who is being controlled!"
"The problem now is, to make the Elder Council believe that the king is being controlled by hypnosis, we need evidence!"
"Princess Shuri, since you can break Bucky's hypnosis, is there a method to get Erik out of the hypnotized state as quickly as possible? Just a few minutes would be enough!"
Shuri thought for a moment and nodded towards Natasha Romanoff.
Natasha Romanoff then looked at the man in sunglasses.
"Scott, I need you and Ororo to create chaos in the border area to draw out Wakanda's royal palace guards and Erik!"
"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Cyclops, wearing sunglasses made of graphene, nodded coolly.
"Prince T'Challa, then you and your female guards can take this opportunity to enter the royal palace and capture those Hydra agents!
As long as we can get evidence that the king was hypnotized, you still have a chance, Prince T'Challa!"
………………
Just as a coup was about to break out in Wakanda.
A small town in New Mexico.
Recently, this place has become famous because of a hammer that fell from the sky.
Many strongmen came inexplicably, wanting to prove their strength.
A fast food restaurant in the small town that was originally very deserted was now doing great business because of the influx of large crowds.
The white boss's wife, weighing at least two hundred pounds, was so happy she couldn't stop smiling.
In a corner of the fast food restaurant, a white old man and two young women were looking worriedly at the blond strongman in front of them who was eating and drinking excessively.
"No, damn it, he completely abandoned me... Gulp, gulp..."
The blond strongman gulped down half a bottle of beer in one go, muttering indistinctly about exile, the hammer, Asgard, and such.
"Jane! Are you sure he landed on Earth with that rainbow aurora and not just a homeless person from the roadside!"
The white old man looked in disbelief at the table full of hamburger wrappers and the messy beer bottles.
He looked at his student beside him with a suspicious gaze.
"Professor! You saw the footage recorded by the camera too!"
Jane Foster spread her hands, pointed at the drunk blond strongman and said:
"Besides, look at his appetite. Can ordinary humans eat this much?"
"Indeed! He is the most gluttonous human I've ever seen! Oh my God, ten extra-large hamburgers, more than ten bottles of beer, and these chicken wraps, pizza…"
(End of chapter)
