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Chapter 243 Sweeping Away Organized Crime

Maksimov's plan ultimately failed, defeated by his excessive talking.

It now appears that his superpower wasn't a jinx, but rather a big mouth.

Thanks to Maximov's self-destruction and his "help," the crisis of destruction in Attiland was over before it even began.

Once the destructive instructions in the main control program of the protective shield are removed, the system prompts to sound.

The mission to quell the rebellion has been completed.

[Rewards: 1500 experience points, 20 affinity with the Inhumans, the item "Silver Throat", and the item "Gnawing Pouch"]

[Props: Silver Voice (makes voices more pleasant, transforms buffalo calls into dolphin calls, and can even make a mute speak again)]

[Item: Devouring Pouch (A spatial compression container created by a certain supernatural being, capable of holding large items far exceeding its own volume, including living creatures, but unable to hold conscious beings; once a creature inside regains consciousness, it will be automatically expelled)]

"Silver Throat, this item doesn't seem to be very useful, but we can keep it for now. Maybe we can use it to exchange for favor with certain NPCs later."

Du Mu's attention quickly shifted to the next item.

"A food sac, that's a good thing." Du Mu's eyes lit up.

Although he possesses a vast game warehouse, it can only store inanimate objects and the living rewards issued by the system.

However, the food sac can hold living creatures, including humans, which is much better than the game's storage.

More importantly, having this food pouch means he can now bring people along to teleport to the map!

The map teleportation function prohibits carrying live animals and objects weighing more than 10 kilograms.

But with a phage, things are different.

If you knock someone unconscious and stuff them into the Devouring Sac, Du Mu can use a bug to teleport them to other maps, just like Max in the Iron Poké Ball.

Its strategic importance is simply immeasurable!

Unfortunately, the space inside the food bag is not large, about three cubic meters, which can only accommodate four or five adults at most. Otherwise, Du Mu could lead an entire army around and who could stop him?

After Maximov was ousted, this brief coup within the Inhumans came to an abrupt end.

The remaining rebels were all captured by the superhumans under the royal command, stripped of their legal status, and shackled with chains to restrain their abilities. They were all sent to the mines to continue contributing to the development of Attilan.

As for the rebel leader Maximov, considering that he was Black Bolt's younger brother and that he had lost Little Left and Little Right, the royal family ultimately did not execute him. Instead, they sentenced him to permanent imprisonment, never to be released, and to spend the rest of his life in a dark and hopeless prison, as a desperate captain who could never take off again.

"Thank you, Doom. Without your timely assistance, Attilan would have suffered an unimaginable disaster."

In the main hall after the crisis was over, Black Bat solemnly gestured to Du Mu using sign language.

Medusa, now fully conscious, stood by and translated simultaneously.

"Each person simply seeks what they need."

Du Mu waved his left hand, while his right hand held a skewer of roasted meat, teasing the bulldog beside him that was taller than a man.

This large dog is Tetanus, possessing the ability to teleport and an extraordinary sense of smell. Once it detects something unusual, it will immediately teleport to Black Bolt's side to warn him, making it part of the Inhumans' security system.

As a result, this security system was dismantled by Maksimov using only one intestine.

Black Bolt smiled slightly: "In any case, from now on, you are friends of the Inhumans. If you ever need any help in the future, just ask, and we will do our best to assist you."

Du Mu kicked away the tetanus patient who was licking his face with his tongue, and said casually, "Perfect timing, I do have a few things I need your help with."

"Speaking."

"I've heard that your Inhuman race needs to activate their superpowers using a crystal called Terrigen. Could you give me a few Terrigen crystals?"

Black Bolt was taken aback and reminded him, "Only those carrying Inhuman genes can safely touch the Terrigen Crystal. If other races touch it, it could very likely cause uncontrollable damage."

"Don't worry, I'm not using it myself. I know an Inhuman on Earth who hasn't awakened yet, and I plan to let her try it out."

Du Mu remembered that Daisy was also an Inhuman, so he could take a few Terrigen Crystals back with him and see if he could awaken her superpowers.

"I see, no problem."

Black Bolt nodded upon hearing this.

He already knew that there were some Inhuman bloodlines scattered across the Earth, so he wasn't surprised and readily agreed.

Du Mu continued, "In addition, I would like to borrow a piece of land in Attiland to carry out our construction projects on the lunar surface."

As the closest point to Earth, the Moon is the ideal location to build Sokovia's first extraterrestrial base.

Du Mu planned to start from the moon and gradually expand outwards, so that the flag of Sokovia could be planted throughout the entire universe.

Black Bolt hesitated slightly, but finally nodded, and gestured in sign language, "I will have a suitable area planned out for you temporarily, and as agreed, we will share the technology of the city shield with you."

Seeing that Black Bat King agreed so readily, Du Mu felt that the process was a bit too smooth and that something was missing.

Seeing that Du Mu seemed to have more to say, Black Bat King used sign language to ask, "Is there anything else?"

Du Mu nodded: "There's one more thing. Actually, we have a traditional ceremony for technology handover on Earth. Before sharing core technologies, could I burn your butt with a cigarette butt?"

Black Bolt:

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No, do all Earthlings play this elaborate game?

Du Mu's trip can be described as a complete success.

His two wishes came true at the same time: one was to see what was on the far side of the moon, and the other was to land on the moon.

After unlocking the map coordinates of Attilan, Du Mu teleported to Sokovia, summoned Zemo, told him about what had happened on the moon, and instructed him to send an engineering team to land on the moon and build a base.

Zemo was completely dumbfounded after hearing this.

What?! They actually landed on the moon?!

When Du Mu first boasted that he wanted to set a small personal standard, I thought he was just bragging, but I never expected that he would actually accomplish it so quickly.

Despite his shock, Zemo didn't neglect his business at all.

He quickly assembled a team of engineers and mobilized several Destroyer ships, fully loaded with supplies and equipment, to fly to the moon. Construction began in full swing near the city of Attiland, establishing Sokovia's first space outpost.

With Attilan as a ready-made transit point, and with the help of Black Bolt and other Inhumans, the base construction is progressing exceptionally smoothly and is expected to be completed in a few more days.

It's worth mentioning that Du Mu also successfully abducted the big dog that had tetanus.

Ever since tasting Du Mu's kebabs, Tetanus has become completely attached to him. Even if Du Mu returns to Earth, this big dog can instantly teleport from the moon to his side, wagging its tail and waiting to be fed.

Over time, Tetanus became Du Mu's loyal henchman.

It would suddenly appear from time to time, stick out its tongue, sit down in front of Du Mu, and look ingratiatingly ugly.

Du Mu was quite happy to keep such a big dog.

After all, the tetanus ability is indeed convenient. Even if you don't need it, the others in Sokovia will. Anyway, the cost is just a few dozen more skewers of meat.

This infuriated its rightful owner, Crystal, who cursed Tetanus as an ungrateful dog.

During this period, Sokovia's embassy in Wakanda was also under construction and was already taking shape.

Meanwhile, the first batch of vibranium raw materials was successfully delivered to Sokovia, and related scientific research was quickly put on the agenda.

In contrast, King Golden Leopard of Wakanda has been having a rough time lately.

According to intelligence, in those days, he had been subjected to twenty-nine unprovoked provocations, eighteen group fights, twelve robberies, eight thefts, and once nearly raped in that shady neighborhood...

Those who attacked him were all his black buddies.

Especially that last time, if the leopard hadn't run fast, it would have almost become the filling in an Oreo.

After that incident, he never dared to wear West Coast style again, nor did he dare to turn his back on any black guy, which left a considerable shadow on him.

Du Mu chuckled for a long time while flipping through the report, and then immediately found the golden leopard.

Now, Golden Leopard has lost the ruthlessness he once had as a mercenary, and he has also lost his kingly demeanor. He looks disheveled and his eyes are sunken.

Du Mu feigned surprise: "Leopard Head, it's only been a few days, how come you look so haggard?"

Golden Leopard's lips twitched; he refused to believe that Du Mu was unaware of the inside story.

However, he knew Du Mu's personality and knew that if he didn't cooperate, the other party might come up with even worse tricks to trap him.

Leopard gritted his teeth and forced out the words: "Don't even mention it, it's all because of those damned black guys! A bunch of bastards!"

His tone was filled with intense hostility, completely unlike the person he had been trying to defend his Black friends a few days earlier.

Of course, if one knew what the leopard had been through these past few days, one would surely understand.

Ever since that incident where a group of young black men robbed him of half his money, he has been living off the remaining spare change.

I thought it was just bad luck, but little did I know that was just the beginning.

In the days that followed, black guys would always cause trouble for Leopard, either by physically provoking him or by demanding money, simply because he was a loner and never fought back.

With its physical prowess, the leopard can easily take on several adults even without resorting to force.

But unfortunately, the other side had several guns.

No matter how skilled Jin Qianbao is, he would have to kneel down if faced with so many gun barrels at the same time without using force.

At first, he tried to persuade his black friend, but the other man wouldn't listen. Instead, he felt that the leopard was discriminating against him, a pure and kind-hearted black robber, and beat the leopard up.

At this moment, the leopard finally understood what it meant to not know the pain until the knife pierces your own flesh.

What weakness, what unarmed.

It's all bullshit!

This was the first time Jinqianbao had ever found that black fur coat so repulsive.

Several times he almost couldn't resist taking action, but due to the rules of the game he and Du Mu agreed on, he could only hold back. Later, when he saw black people gathered on the street corner, he would rather take a detour.

One night, he became careless and failed to notice the black guy hiding in the corner, only to be surrounded.

He thought he would have to pay them off again, but to his surprise, the group of black men didn't ask for money. Instead, they looked at him lecherously with mysterious smiles on their faces.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Although the leopard eventually escaped, the psychological trauma it left on him was still immense.

This place is even more dangerous than a battlefield!

Oh no, at least on the battlefield, he was stabbed in the back with a knife.

Du Mu asked with a chuckle, "So now do you still think they are the oppressed party?"

"No!"

The leopard shook its head decisively.

His experiences these past few days have made him realize the reality and understand who the real victims are.

Seeing this, Du Mu nodded in satisfaction: "So, you know what to do next, right?"

The leopard's eyes hardened: "Distribute vibranium weapons and wipe out these damn blacks!"

Du Mu: "???"

I'm not asking you to jump directly from one extreme to the other!

Besides, aren't you dark-skinned yourself? What's the big deal? You're insulting yourself.

"No way, no way!"

Du Mu quickly advised, "I just want you to understand that not everyone is your compatriot; they are just people with the same skin as you."

To be honest, there were indeed quite a few honest and hardworking Black people in the early years, but those who had just emerged were suppressed by the US government.

What's left now is basically what was deliberately left behind; you can imagine what kind of trash it is.

The leopard took a deep breath, its eyes filled with complex emotions: "I understand now. I was wrong. They are not what I imagined, and they are not worth saving at all."

This was said very seriously.

He couldn't even imagine what the consequences would have been if he had actually handed the golden weapons over to those people.

That scene would probably be even more terrifying than the Hydra.

Du Mu patted Liu Ben, the leopard, on the shoulder: "You understand. There are still half a month left. As long as you hold on, the challenge will be a success."

"No, I guess I failed the challenge."

The leopard clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking, a sinister grin spreading across his face: "I'm furious right now, I can't hold it in any longer!"

That afternoon, a crackdown on organized crime took place in this chaotic neighborhood.

Most of the Black men did not escape unscathed; they were all sent to the hospital and burdened with huge debts.

According to the victims' tearful accounts, the killer was a burly white man who specifically targeted Black men. He was extremely ruthless and thus earned several notorious reputations, such as a Black killer, a racist, and a member of the "kakaka" gang...

Meanwhile, the Black Killer, the Golden Leopard, returned to Wakanda to resume his reign as king.

A few days later, Du Mu had just returned to Earth from the lunar construction base when he received a phone call from Nick Fury.

The moment the call connected, the first thing Du Mu heard on the other end left him speechless.

"Du Mu, there's a problem. Tiff suspects there's a Hydra mole within S.H.I.E.L.D."

Du Mu: "???"