Marvel: Saint Seiya Starting with the Reality Stone

Chapter 117 Tchaka's plan to kill two birds with one stone!

The next morning.

Mike got what he wanted.

Five hundred pounds of vibranium, stacked neatly in pieces weighing fifty pounds each, were presented to Mike's view.

Mike stepped forward and reached out to touch the texture of one of the vibranium pieces.

King T'Chaka of Wakanda, who was standing nearby, was about to speak when he mentioned that an outside vehicle had been prepared so that Mike and the 500 pounds of vibranium could go wherever Mike wanted.

next second.

His pupils contracted involuntarily as he looked at the scene before him.

into the eye.

With a simple stroke of his right hand from right to left, Mike, who was standing right in front of the 500-pound vibranium, caused it to visibly disappear from its original position.

Disappearance in a physical sense.

It's not a deceptive smokescreen.

King T'Chaka of Wakanda felt the 500 pounds of vibranium that had truly vanished. Looking at Mike's back standing in front of him, he couldn't help but gasp. At that moment, he couldn't help but doubt whether the decision he had made was right or wrong.

Mike didn't give T'Chaka any extra time to think about life.

His purpose in coming here was to obtain these 500 jin of vibranium.

Now that his goal has been achieved, he should leave. He should find a quiet place to materialize the final material, 'Silver Star Sand,' using the Reality Gem, and then forge his own Leo Cloth.

So after Mike absorbed the 500 pounds of vibranium into his own universe, he turned around and looked at King T'Chaka of Wakanda, whose pupils were slightly shimmering, and said calmly, "Thank you."

One yard owned by a yard.

He was educated, had attended university, and was a knowledgeable and polite person. In any case, Tchaka delivered 500 kilograms of vibranium to him as agreed, and for that alone, he deserved his gratitude.

Tchaka snapped out of his daze, looked at Mike, and his mind raced. In the end, he decided to stick to the original plan and forced a smile: "The vehicles for departure are ready at the border."

Upon hearing this, Mike glanced at Tchaka.

"————Thank you."

"This way, please."

"it is good."

Mike responded and, led by T'Chaka, arrived at the parking lot of the Golden Palace, which was not far away.

into the eye.

A Wakanda vibranium fighter jet had been waiting there for a long time. Piloted by a member of the Wakanda Royal Guard, she would escort Mike to the Wakanda border, where Mike would drive a vehicle prepared by Wakanda out of the real territory of Wakanda.

Just as Mike was about to walk towards the vibranium fighter, King T'Chaka called out to stop him.

"Mr. Ametra."

Mike stopped and turned to look at Tchaka.

Tchaka's voice was calm.

"As agreed—"

"I know."

Upon hearing this, Mike immediately knew what T'Chaka was trying to say and interrupted him, saying, "I will not reveal the true situation of Wakanda to anyone outside the community."

He is a trustworthy person and would not do something as untrustworthy as betraying the other party after completing a transaction.

Although T'Chaka was somewhat displeased that Mike had interrupted him, he showed no sign of it on his face and nodded with a smile: "Take care, Mr. Ametra."

He had originally planned to shake hands and say goodbye.

But Tchaka recalled the time when he met Mike and his outstretched right hand was ignored, so he didn't choose to do so this time.

Mike had no idea what T'Chaka was thinking, but even if he did, he wouldn't care. He smiled and said "goodbye" to T'Chaka, then turned and walked towards the Wakanda vibranium fighter parked in front of him.

soon.

As Mike boarded the plane, the Wakanda vibranium fighter took off under the watchful eyes of King T'Chaka. It then turned around in mid-air and sped off as a silver streak toward the Wakanda border.

after awhile.

Tchaka withdrew his gaze, and as he lowered his eyes, his expression flickered once more. He did not linger in place, but turned and walked towards the golden palace behind him.

Captain Okoye of the Royal Guard stood beside T'Chaka, his eyes fixed straight ahead and his face expressionless as he held his vibranium spear.

Okoye has dark, smooth skin and a strong physique; he is a typical guardian of the traditional order within the factions of Wakanda.

Simply put.

She was a royalist, loyal to the royal family and the king, and would choose to serve whoever sat on the throne.

Tchaka spoke as he led Okoye toward the palace's command center.

"Okoye".

"His Majesty."

"Let Ramanda take Shuri and T'Challa to the holy site to pay homage to their ancestors."

Tchaka said this, glancing at Okoye, who was half a step behind him: "Tell Ramanda that our ancestor has just descended, and I can't get away for the time being."

Upon hearing this, Okoye responded without any question. After Tchaka finished speaking and entered the command center, he turned and walked towards the Queen's palace deep within the royal palace, preparing to convey the King's message to Queen Ramanda.

at the same time.

Just as Tchaka entered the command center and ordered his men to retrieve the surveillance footage from the border tribes, Mike on the other side had already stepped out of the landing vibranium fighter jet and walked towards a brand-new Mercedes SUV parked not far away, its surface gleaming like a black gemstone in the sunlight.

As he walked toward the Mercedes SUV not far away, he once again felt the watchful gaze from above and from all around him.

The spying gazes overhead come from Wakanda, which can be used not only to conceal the true borders but also as a vibranium energy shield for 24/7 surveillance.

As for the prying eyes hidden all around.

no doubt.

This is the border of Wakanda, and naturally, the warriors of the border tribes live here.

Mike remained calm, acting as if he hadn't seen anything, and walked straight into the SUV with his bulging briefcase in hand.

He put the handbag in the trunk.

The handbag contained local handicrafts and souvenirs that he had purchased over the past two days while touring the Golden City, the capital of Wakanda, accompanied by members of the Wakanda Royal Guard, to bring back to New York City for Heidi.

He didn't spend any money; all his expenses in the Golden City over the past two days were paid for by King T'Chaka.

one more time.

It's a matter of fact.

If we set aside skin color and Tchaka's own agenda, he would actually be quite happy to have Tchaka as one of his few good friends.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

Therefore, Tchaka was destined not to have the opportunity to become his good friend.

But "for the sake of this package of local specialties and 500 jin of vibranium."

"I'll give you a chance, Tchaka."

You'd better seize this opportunity.

As Mike started the Mercedes SUV beneath him, he looked at the road leading directly to the outside world and pressed the accelerator, driving towards the exit from the real Wakanda to the outside world, thinking to himself.

There's a saying...

To judge what a person is thinking, don't look at what they say, but look at what they do.

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Because a person's words may not reflect their true feelings.

But his body will tell the truth.

obviously.

Tchaka was being insincere.

While he said that internal stability in Wakanda was of utmost importance, he deliberately provoked the emotions of Wakabi, the chief of a border tribe, at the Wakanda Council meeting.

Although Mike wasn't present at yesterday's meeting, he possessed the "Eye of X-ray Vision" from his Saint Seiya Sixth Sense cosmos.

He felt as if he were there.

After watching and listening for a while, Mike instantly understood what T'Chaka was up to.

After all, his first life was in a great Eastern country, a country where he read "The Thirty-Six Stratagems" as a fairy tale after starting elementary school.

For an instant.

Use someone else to do your dirty work!

Drive the lion away to devour the wolf!

Kill two birds with one stone!

Fish in troubled waters!

Mike could have said more, but there was no need to.

He had already seen through Tchaka's thoughts perfectly.

The plan was simply to deliberately provoke Wakabi's emotions, so that Wakabi would make up his mind to take action against him. In this way, no matter what the final outcome was, it would be beneficial to Tchaka.

It is clear.

Because of their own tribal treatment, the Wakabi were not very obedient to King Tchaka.

Tchaka was well aware of this, but due to some ancient reasons, he could not directly target the border tribes, because doing so would make the other seventeen tribes feel a sense of shared fate.

same.

Tchaka was not as magnanimous as he appeared; he was not a very kind and benevolent king.

He also disliked Mike.

After all, Mike came here to extort money, and he also ignored his handshake gesture.

So he used a borrowed knife to kill someone, and killed two birds with one stone.

He stirred up Wakabi's emotions, making him determined to attack Mike. If Wakabi won, he could legitimately strip Wakabi of his tribal chiefship for disobeying the king's orders. If Mike won, then it would all be Wakabi's private act, and Mike wouldn't be able to hold a grudge against the rest of Wakanda. At the same time, he would eliminate the troublemaker Wakabi within Wakanda in another way.

Mike saw through this rather unsophisticated scheme without even having to think about it, and he only had one comment on it.

The idea was wonderful, but reality was harsh.

If he hadn't figured it out, that would be one thing, but he had already figured out Tchaka's plan, so how could he only target Wakabi?

But he remained silent, not only because he didn't care, but also because, as he had just said, he was willing to give T'Chaka a chance to pull back from the brink, for the sake of vibranium and his special skills.

only-

Pity!

Despite the opportunity that his kindness offered, Tchaka ultimately failed to seize it!

Mike thought to himself, then stepped on the brake and looked ahead through the windshield.

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