The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 548

"Sorry, the heart-shaped grass is not for sale."

Black Panther's voice was deep and powerful, conveying an undeniable firmness.

As Weiss had predicted, he rejected Weiss's request to purchase heart-shaped grass without hesitation.

However, in an effort to mitigate the potential negative impact of this rejection, Black Panther immediately extended an olive branch, claiming that vibranium could be supplied in unlimited quantities, in an attempt to ease the tense situation.

"Even your life can't buy the heart-shaped herb?"

Wes narrowed his eyes slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his long, narrow pupils.

As soon as he finished speaking, Black Panther's guards instantly became alert, their expressions tense. They quickly aimed their spears at Wes, their movements perfectly synchronized, tightly protecting Black Panther behind them, ready to fight at any moment.

Black Panther stared intently at Wes, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's, yet he sensed no obvious killing intent emanating from him.

A sense of doubt arose in his mind, and he asked, "What do you mean?"

"You're sick." Wes pointed his finger directly at the black panther without any mercy.

"A disease you're not even aware of."

Black Panther didn't believe Wes's words at all.

After all, his body had been strengthened by the heart-shaped grass, making him as strong as an ox and full of energy, and he had never been sick.

Moreover, Wakanda has a professional and top-notch medical team that regularly conducts comprehensive tests on his body. How could he possibly have a disease that he himself is unaware of?

However, looking at Wes's confident and self-assured expression, Black Panther had to admit that, given Wes's status and position, it seemed there was no need for him to fabricate such a lie to deceive him.

For a moment, Black Panther began to have doubts. Could it be that he was really sick?

Once this thought took root in his mind, he couldn't shake it off. He frowned slightly, and a hint of unease crept into his usually resolute eyes.

Excuse me.

Black Panther's face was solemn, and a hint of unease was in his expression. He hurriedly left the room with his guards.

At this moment, he was troubled and worried about his possible physical condition, and confused by Wes's inexplicable words. He was eager to find out the truth and unravel the mystery in his heart.

Soon, he found Shuri—Wakanda's highly respected princess and also its premier scientist.

Knowing that this matter was of utmost importance, Su Rui dared not slack off in the slightest and immediately mobilized all of Wakanda's advanced and astonishing high-tech facilities to conduct a comprehensive and meticulous examination of Black Panther.

Every piece of test data was recorded accurately, and every body part, regardless of size, was within her examination scope without any omissions.

After a tense and busy examination, Su Rui, holding the test report, walked briskly to Black Panther, a relaxed smile on his face, and said in a light tone, "There is nothing wrong with your body."

As she spoke, she handed the report in her hand to Black Panther.

Black Panther took the report, his eyes focused and serious as he carefully read it word by word. The report clearly showed that all of his physical values ​​were within the normal range, with no abnormal fluctuations in any indicator.

From the various parameters of his physiological functions to the complex map of his gene sequence, everything indicates that his body is in excellent condition and full of vitality.

"That guy is just trying to scare you."

Su Rui curled his lip, a look of disdain on his face, and said with a contemptuous tone, "He just wants to use this intimidating method to make you agree to his request to buy heart-shaped grass."

Black Panther frowned slightly, lost in thought, and pondered Su Rui's words carefully.

He gently shook his head and slowly said, "The wizard is not a kind person, but he is a proud and arrogant one."

Proud people like Weiss often have a strong sense of self-esteem and self-confidence, and are quite arrogant. Arrogant people usually feel that using deception is dishonorable and disdain using this method to achieve their goals.

"But the report clearly shows that there is nothing wrong with your health."

Su Rui said with some confusion, his face full of bewilderment.

"I'm not entirely sure either." Black Panther placed the report on the table beside him, a hint of worry in his eyes. "But I have a feeling that what he said wasn't just baseless speculation. Perhaps he has a special ability that we don't know about, allowing him to detect things that we can't detect with our current methods."

After hearing Black Panther's words, Su Rui also fell into deep thought.

She knew in her heart that this world was full of unknowns and mysteries, and perhaps Wes really did possess some kind of special ability beyond imagination.

"What measures should we take?" she asked anxiously.

"Let's observe for a while longer."

Black Panther said, his eyes revealing caution and composure, "At the same time, think carefully about whether there are any other more advanced and comprehensive testing methods that might be able to uncover some hidden problems inside the body."

The Heart-Shaped Herb, as Wakanda's core secret, carries the nation's glory and heritage, and is a priceless treasure that must never be easily leaked out.

When Black Panther reiterated his firm stance to Wes, Wes merely raised an eyebrow slightly, showing no sign of anger.

He crossed his arms, his gaze calm and deep as he stared at the black panther, and said in a composed tone, "It's alright, I have plenty of time and patience."

The voice was calm and soothing, yet it subtly exuded an undeniable and powerful confidence.

This setback of not obtaining the heart-shaped grass is only a temporary one.

He was well aware that as time went by, the situation would continue to evolve, and Wakanda might encounter some unexpected difficulties.

When that time comes, they will have to reconsider their deal with themselves.

By then, if Wakanda wants to reach a deal, the price it will have to pay will be far more than just a few heart-shaped herbs.

As Black Panther watched Wes's confident expression, a wave of unease washed over him.

"We in Wakanda will always uphold our principles."

Black Panther's tone was firm and powerful, and his eyes revealed a stubborn persistence.

"No matter what happens in the future, we will never compromise easily."

Wes smiled slightly after hearing Black Panther's words.

"Yeah?"

As Black Panther watched Wes's retreating figure, a strong sense of unease welled up within him.

His brow furrowed slightly, and a hint of worry appeared in his eyes, as if he had a premonition of some impending crisis.

"Playing tricks."

Su Rui curled his lip, a disdainful expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)