Inside the bar, the inebriated T’Challa was escorted away by the royal guards who had come from the real Wakanda. The previous king had tragically passed away, and now it was time for this young prince to shoulder the heavy responsibility of guarding Wakanda.
The interior of the futuristic spacecraft was exceptionally spacious, far more comfortable than the E-Grade Spaceship that Tony and SHIELD had jointly developed, as Lin Rui provided them. Despite its high-speed invisible flight, there was no discernible vibration inside the spacecraft, a testament to its advanced engine systems.
Piloting the spacecraft was the Captain of the Wakandan Royal Guards, an exceptionally skilled female general. She sat cross-legged at the front of the vast interior area, where a pale golden screen displayed various flight data.
However, she didn’t need to manipulate anything manually; instead, she adjusted the spacecraft’s systems’ parameters with her keen mental energy.
This aircraft, which had eluded all detection devices and systems on Earth while flying on its surface, showcased technology far beyond that of Earth, even surpassing the technology possessed by Tony, SHIELD, and the Earth Federation.
This demonstrated that Wakanda had advanced in technology to an extent unimaginable to outsiders, and it had a lead over the other nations on Earth by many years.
If it weren’t for the fact that Wakanda was a race that cherished peace, adhering to ancient traditions in guarding their homeland, the world’s dynamics might have been entirely different.
Of course, Earth’s development wasn’t exclusively favoring Wakanda; they were certainly technologically advanced, but in other aspects, such as civilization and lifeform technology, they weren’t necessarily ahead.
The Heart-Shaped Herb could grant individuals tremendous strength, surpassing that of ordinary humans, perhaps even stronger than any genetically enhanced soldier nowadays, although slightly less so than someone like Spider-Man.
Nevertheless, when combined with Wakanda’s incredibly advanced black technology, Wakandan warriors could still unleash remarkable power.
At this moment, the new Wakandan king, T’Challa, who had been drinking heavily, lay sound asleep in this royal aircraft. His father’s sudden death had been a substantial blow to T’Challa. However, as a prince, he couldn’t afford to appear weak in front of others, which was why he had indulged in extra drinks.
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
As special energy fluctuations washed over T’Challa, who was deeply intoxicated and unconscious, his awareness began to recover rapidly, and he slowly awoke from slumber. Once he had awoken, he eased his vigilance. Clearly, he already knew where he was.
“Hey, next time, can you avoid taking me away when I’m drunk? Won’t that cause unnecessary panic?” T’Challa quipped, getting up from the ground and walking over to the female general who piloted the aircraft.
“Don’t worry; your not-so-impressive guards have already been informed and know you haven’t been kidnapped. They breathed a sigh of relief,” The female general replied without turning her head, her arms crossed in front of her.
Hearing the female general’s response, T’Challa scratched his head in resignation. However, he quickly remembered something. “So, what about Bucky? He was drinking with me last night. You didn’t take me away in front of him, did you?”
Exhaling softly, when T’Challa mentioned Bucky, the female general finally stood up. She clasped her arms together in front of her chest and greeted T’Challa, who reciprocated the gesture.
“Your friend, whom you’ve known for just a few months, received a message and left. So, he didn’t witness us taking you away. Also, you better not have such close interactions with him. We haven’t fully determined his identity yet.”
Although Lin Rui had provided Bucky with highly advanced communication equipment that could evade most of Earth’s advanced technological surveillance, it was clear that Wakanda was an exception.
While the female general hadn’t detected the content of that message, they still hadn’t completely unraveled Bucky’s identity, which meant they didn’t trust him as much as they did T’Challa.
“Bucky said it himself; he used to work as a special agent for an organization, missions, and he’s been wandering alone after leaving that organization. Why do you always think he has some ulterior motive?” T’Challa explained in a somewhat displeased tone in response to the female general’s distrust of Bucky.
As the newly appointed king of Wakanda, T’Challa had received top-notch education throughout his life, including the ability to identify special agents, terrorists, and intelligence operatives.
However, Bucky had exposed many secrets to him since they became acquainted, so T’Challa had a great deal of trust in him. This time, T’Challa was about to ascend to the throne in the real Wakanda, and he was considering whether to invite Bucky to his coronation ceremony.
“We’ve investigated Bucky’s background and identity more than once, but we still haven’t been able to obtain useful intelligence. So, this Bucky is not as simple as he seems,” replied the female general, who considered guarding Wakanda her duty and therefore couldn’t easily trust an outsider.
Although Wakanda had been developing its own technology within its boundaries, they were also well-informed about Earth’s developments. With their technology, they could investigate a person to the extent of uncovering their family history for three generations. However, when the female general investigated Bucky, she encountered many mysteries, making it impossible for her to determine his true identity.
“It’s up to you; I trust Bucky anyway,” T’Challa responded with a hint of resignation, choosing not to argue with her any further.
“By the way, why did you bring me back this time? There are still a few days left until the coronation ceremony,” T’Challa asked. He had thought he could enjoy a few more days outside.
“It’s time to go home, my king. But before that, we need to pick someone up.”
“Who?”
“Nakia.”
Upon hearing Nakia’s name, T’Challa’s gaze flickered. As his former girlfriend and the only woman he had ever dated, T’Challa couldn’t forget this beautiful lady. Moreover, he was sure that she hadn’t forgotten him either.
“Is she coming back?” T’Challa’s tone changed slightly as he asked.
“You’re about to become king, of course Nakia is coming back to support you.”
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