Marvel: Saint Seiya Starting with the Reality Stone

Chapter 113 Wakanda! Wakanda!

Ten obelisks containing Terrigen crystals sat quietly on the table in front of Mike.

next second.

Mike stretched out his right hand and swept it from left to right. In the blink of an eye, the ten obelisk crystals that were on the table disappeared.

And within his inner universe.

The moment the ten obelisks were submerged, they began to melt under the raging flames. It was in these burning flames that the ten Terrigen crystals, which emitted a cold blue glow and were encased within the obelisks, were gradually revealed.

After the flames subsided, ten Terrigen crystals were neatly and quietly arranged in the starry sky of the microcosm.

Mike sensed the state of the ten Terrigen crystals within his microcosm, then looked away and glanced at Jia Ying beside him, saying, "Thank you."

Jia Ying smiled slightly: "You're welcome. You're always welcome, Mike."

Mike said, "I will."

Skye is not here.

After having breakfast, she went to find her friends whom she had met there to study together, as usual.

After all, Mike doesn't like saying goodbye.

Skye also agreed with Mike's statement that it's better to have a surprise than a farewell.

Just like yesterday, she was genuinely surprised and delighted to see Mike arrive.

So Skye didn't choose to say goodbye to Mike this time either.

After hugging Yu Jiaying, Mike walked toward Gordon, who was standing quietly to the side waiting.

next second.

Just as Mike's right hand rested on Gordon's shoulder, space rippled again, and the two disappeared from Jia Ying's sight.

Mike's gaze returned to normal in less than a second.

into the eye.

He was now on the African savanna.

"Feel sorry."

Gordon, who was standing nearby, said after completing the teleportation, "I can't locate Wakanda, I can only locate this place. There seems to be something there suppressing my abilities."

In Gordon's mind, Wakanda was a small, impoverished African country that even the four neighboring black men didn't bother to rob.

Logically, it should be easy to teleport.

Unexpectedly, he was unable to locate Wakanda. During the teleportation, he was fortunate to react in time and switch destinations instantly; otherwise, he would probably have been lost in the spatial turbulence.

Mike glanced around, then looked at Gordon who had spoken: "It's okay, I can walk the rest of the way myself. Thanks, Gordon."

Although it's quite a distance from Wakanda, it's still better than flying here from New York City or Kathmandu.

The most important thing.

Whether you're flying from New York City or Kathmandu, it costs money.

But Gordon's flights are free.

So Mike sincerely thanked Gordon. After Gordon accepted his thanks and disappeared from his sight again, Mike also looked away, took a deep breath, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

boom!

The instant his figure disappeared from the spot, a sound of air explosion rang out, followed by a golden streak of light that flew swiftly towards Wakanda in the distance.

Wakanda is not big.

At least in the eyes of the world, Wakanda is not large; the entire country's living area is even smaller than that of a small county in East Asia.

wrong.

It's not even as good as a small county town in East Asia, because in the eyes of the world, Wakanda doesn't even have a proper city.

This is why the four black guys nearby all looked down on Wakanda.

The exposed living areas of Wakanda are at most villages, consisting of simple thatched huts and dirt roads, with no modern buildings in sight. Their people wear traditional tribal clothing, cultivate the fields or herd cattle and sheep, and live a slow and primitive life.

The sky over Africa is just beginning to lighten.

Mike, who appeared on a hillside, looked around and saw this scene.

Groups of Wakandans emerged from their thatched huts. Some men walked in groups toward the fields not far away, while others drove their cattle and sheep along the dirt road toward the grassland. Some women carried wooden basins on their heads toward Lake Turkana, which was right next to the village.

Mike didn't quite understand.

of course.

He knew that all of this was a disguise by the real Wakanda, and that the people who appeared here were warriors from the Wakanda border tribes.

Their mission is to disguise themselves as ordinary farmers and shepherds, serving as the first line of defense to protect the real Wakanda. They appear to be farming and living a simple life, but they are constantly surrounding the borders of their country.

But others don't know that.

At least for now, the world doesn't know the true nature of Wakanda.

So Mike was very curious about one thing.

Well known.

In the plot of Captain America: Civil War, there is a scene where the King of Wakanda in Africa is giving a speech and then shows him not believing in living beings.

So here's the problem.

Given that Wakanda is currently smaller than a county town to the world, how did it manage to be the keynote speaker at the signing summit of the Sokovia Accords?

If it were the real King of Wakanda, that would be one thing.

But at that time, Wakanda was just a poor African village in the eyes of the world, so what qualifications did he have to give a speech?

Did the leaders of other countries just agree so readily?

Mike couldn't understand.

But important business comes first.

Mike turned his gaze away, then stepped down the hillside and headed toward the nearby Wakanda village.

into the eye.

With each step Mike took, seemingly a normal walk, each step essentially covered a distance of thirty meters.

The first person to see Mike was Cizzo de la Mini, who was disguised as an old alpaca herder!

He was the captain of this border tribe's disguise rotation. In the real Wakanda, he preferred to wear gold clothes and...

Wearing gold jewelry.

But here, Sizo Delamini, wearing a faded indigo-dyed coarse cloth robe and worn-out straw sandals, was leaning against a rock at the entrance of the tribe, seemingly basking in the sun leisurely, looking quite lazy.

But his eyes were constantly scanning the surroundings. The moment he saw Mike's figure appear on the hillside, he became alert. His seemingly squinted eyes were actually sharply fixed on Mike. When he saw Mike's figure rapidly approaching them with each step covering thirty meters, the alarm bells in his heart went off.

"Bussie!"

"Cisfiso!"

"Area A3, attention!"

Cizzo Delamini murmured something, but the sound was instantly transmitted to the ears of all the border soldiers through the hidden in-ear headset.

Busi Kumarlo, who was disguised as a farmer planting crops in the field, paused without leaving a trace as he wielded his hoe.

Meanwhile, Sifiso Ngube, disguised as an ordinary woman by the river, paused in her hand-washing of clothes.

Just as all the warriors of the border tribes were on alert, Mike arrived in front of Cizzo Delamini.

Although Cizzo Delamini's voice was very low just now.

But Mike still heard it.

Cizzo Delamini looked at Mike, who was standing in front of him, and lazily opened his eyes on his aged face. Then, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he spoke in Wakanda, trying to get Mike away with this move.

Mike didn't speak, but listened quietly to Cizzo Delamini speaking Wakanda.

soon.

Cizzo Delamini, seeing Mike standing there unmoved, seemingly watching a performance, also shut his mouth.

But he didn't speak; it was Mike's turn to speak.

Mike opened his mouth and instantly spoke fluent Wakanda.

I just learned this.

"Hello there."

The moment Mike spoke, Cizzo Delamini's face showed genuine surprise, no longer an act, especially after hearing Mike's next words, which made him even more astonished.

"Tell your king, Tchaka, that someone has come asking for vibranium."

"Don't deny it, I know what you are really like, I even know that your capital is called the Golden City, and I know that your king is also your Black Panther."

"So report it."

"Tell him."

"Either give me vibranium, or the Five Good Men will immediately know the true nature of Wakanda and that there are vast vibranium veins beneath Wakanda that are priceless on the market."

"Oh, right!"

After Mike finished speaking, he met the utterly shocked gaze of Cizzo Delamini and smiled slightly: "My name is Mike, Mike Ametra!"

He's too lazy to go through any complicated procedures.

Just be straightforward.

Today, Wakanda will either give him the vibranium he wants, or he will get it after the Five Good Men take over Wakanda.

In short...

Vibranium, he's determined to have it!

Cizzo Delamini was deeply shaken after hearing Mike's words, his pupils contracting rapidly several times in an instant.

He met Mike's gaze and subconsciously opened his mouth, but just as he was about to deny it or say something, he saw the mockery in Mike's eyes and couldn't say anything.

Mike wasn't in a hurry when he saw this.

After all, we need to give the real Wakanda some time to react.

Although the ordinary farmers and herders here are warriors from border tribes in disguise, the real Wakanda is certainly watching this place 24 hours a day.

Because Mike felt a prying gaze directed at him from the distant mountains after he finished speaking.

If nothing unexpected happens, what he just said to Cizo Delamini has already been learned by the real Wakanda.

next second.

Mike followed the gaze that was peering at him.

Sharp eyes!

Its golden pupils resembled those of a lion!

"Thank you for the thick, greasy stuff!"

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