Lord of Cinder in American Comics

Ash raised an eyebrow. A mole? He was definitely not talking about the Skrulls anymore. Nowadays, the World Security Council requires genetic verification before each meeting to prove one's Earthling identity before entry.

Then it can only be those guys who didn't hide well.

"In the last battle, Director Davey was in charge of the post-battle review. He discovered that the monster called Ghidorah had lost its severed head. In addition, S.H.I.E.L.D. was missing a number of tactical teams."

After becoming a board member, Director Davey discovered traces of that transfer in relevant World Security Council reports, but no related records were found within S.H.I.E.L.D.

Ash cursed inwardly, thinking that the severed head had been taken by a demon called the Greedy One. The tactical squad had already been reduced to minced meat at Muto's feet.

All I can say is that he truly deserves to be called an intelligence officer; he noticed the difference so soon after his promotion.

Russell's leak this time was clearly a backup plan. By spreading his ideas, he ensured that if any problems arose, someone would be there to handle the aftermath or take over.

What do you need me to do?

"Just in case! Director Davey has already quietly infiltrated one of the world's least developed regions. With poor communication and complete isolation, he will become an intelligence hub there, sifting through all suspicious information."

"If Mr. Davelin doesn't send back any intelligence for a while, we'll need your help..."

To put it nicely, they're helping out; to put it bluntly, they're thugs. For agents of this caliber, the only way to defeat them is through unplanned, sudden attacks.

Living in an underdeveloped area makes it easier to screen suspicious individuals, since local lifestyle habits can unconsciously reveal their true colors.

Although he wasn't sure if Davelin was on guard, those intelligence agents were always shrewd. Perhaps a mere place name could expose the mole.

But these were not problems for Ash at all. He didn't care about them and asked directly, "Which area should my men be deployed around?"

Wakanda.

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Chapter 418: Plane Crash in Wakanda

The world's least developed region! Wakanda?

Wakanda, is it? The entire Wakanda has entered a super-tech era thanks to the vibranium mines.

However, to the outside world, it had been isolated for centuries, ostensibly a poor and backward agricultural country. It was even under feudal rule.

Every year it receives a large amount of material aid from the United Nations, but isolationism prevents it from engaging in communication and trade only when necessary.

Davelin's choice of location was correct; in Wakanda, any outsider who enters will be detected.

But that's the Wakanda in the open!

Vibranium can fetch $10,000 per gram, yet it's still hard to find a market for it. With this mineral and the intention to manipulate the market, Wakanda could be considered one of the world's most economically powerful nations.

The country's environment is deliberately concealed; Wakanda's medical technology can easily cure cancer; and its education system allows its citizens to easily master African and European languages.

These things are unknown to the outside world; perhaps the only thing the outside world knows about is Wakanda's political system.

Wakanda is a feudal state, and its supreme leader is the king. Even outsiders can become the new king by challenging all 18 competing tribes.

When Ash heard the name Wakanda, his first thought was whether Davelyn was lying to him.

But Ash quickly dismissed the thought; it didn't really concern him. If it were true, Davelyn would just suffer a little.

Ash didn't have a good impression of Wakanda, but he wouldn't go there rashly. Wakanda was a rare religiously unified country, and the black panther god Buster was the current king's guardian deity.

They also have other animal gods, such as the white ape god, the crocodile god, the lion god, and the hyena god.

Although these gods are no match for Ashe, they have been cultivating Wakanda for a long time, and it would be troublesome for Ashe to make a move.

Davelin chose this place out of necessity. After being promoted to director, he handed over the new department to Russell, a trustworthy subordinate, hoping that he could gain some say by relying on the aliens' management.

But this one battle exposed far too many problems. It's unbelievable that a global organization like S.H.I.E.L.D. could have such issues.

Uh... it seems like this isn't the first time it's had a problem?

That won't do! What would happen if we kept doing it again? We already have Nick Fury, that's enough.

In a secluded place like Wakanda, even communication signals are easy to detect. Davelin used his various subordinates to spread this message.

Now, let's see if anyone falls for this trick.

Davelin put down his binoculars, picked up his rifle, and aimed it at the rhinoceros in the distance.

After aiming for a long time, Davelin finally put down his gun; shooting a rhino is illegal!

However, hunting lions is different. Even in a bait operation, Davey wouldn't compromise his principles.

He was a thrill-seeking tycoon, and that was his disguise this time.

Jimmy Tang wiped the car's rearview mirror, looked at Davelin leaning out of the sunroof, and said, "Sir, is this really going to work?"

Davelin sat back in the passenger seat, activated the vehicle's monitoring system, and said, "Remember what I told you? We only need to do our 10%... Wait! I've found a signal..."

Davelin adjusted the detection system, and a young female voice came through the speakers: "Jonah! We're almost there, prepare to jump!"

A male voice replied to Laura, saying, "But Laura, we shouldn't just enter Wakanda; it's very isolated. You're creating danger for yourself!"

"So there's something wrong with this plane! I'm just a plane crash survivor! Besides, don't you want to see the last mystery?"

"I think you're really obsessed with archaeology. No! You're obsessed with that devil!"

“If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have come into contact with Yamatai, let alone the ancient city of Kit and Patiti. That gentleman even promised to provide shelter for Jacob and his people.”

The man called Jonah retorted, "You weren't like this before! You've truly been tempted by the devil!"

Laura wasn't going to explain any further. She said, "No time! I have to parachute! Listen for my crash signal!"

With the roar of engines, a small twin-engine plane, trailing a long plume of black smoke, flew towards the heart of Wakanda.

Davelin listened to what he overheard, and showed no resistance to Laura's arrival.

In reality, the higher-ups have an ambiguous attitude towards Lara. On the one hand, she is indeed an important archaeologist, and by following in her footsteps, the World Security Council has deciphered many ancient technologies.

Furthermore, she is also an executor of the Greedy Ones. In their multifaceted cooperation, the Greedy Ones have indeed demonstrated their protection of the Earth, but their whereabouts are unpredictable. Perhaps they can establish a normal, long-term relationship with Lara.

“Jimmy, report this to the surrounding government departments. We've spotted a plane about to crash, heading in the direction of…”

Davelin doesn't mind getting involved in the affairs of the greedy; after all, Wakanda is too peaceful right now, and it's easier to fish in troubled waters.

Wakanda is actually very well-informed about what's happening outside.

Wakanda has its own intelligence system, its own intelligence agency, PRIDE. In the movie, T'Challa describes his intelligence agency as surpassing the CIA.

Although it's unclear whether they're exaggerating, they certainly have a clear understanding of the outside world and their surroundings.

For example, right now, the moment Laura's parachute hit the ground, she was captured by T'Chaka's guards.

At this time, the king of Wakanda was still the elderly T'Chaka. He adhered to Wakanda's consistent attitude, unwilling to contact the outside world or allow outsiders to enter his Wakanda rashly.

So before Laura could explain, she was locked up in a prison cell on the grassland.

Laura looked at the guards outside the door, who were holding metal spears, and tried to communicate with them in various languages. But the guards just stood there motionless.

In the temporary prison, Laura waited quietly. With Jonah outside to provide support, she wouldn't stay here indefinitely, and she had her own methods.

In the royal palace of Wakanda, the capital city, Prince T'Challa and T'Chaka had a dispute.

This has happened countless times recently; the two generations often have different views on the national situation due to their differing ideologies.

"Father, we should expel that intruder. Wakanda should not detain such a dangerous person!"

Lara's identity is easily revealed with a little research: the matriarch of the prestigious Croft family, a rising adventurer and archaeologist. And behind her lies an even more dangerous figure…

Tchaka waved his hand, interrupting Tchaiq as he was about to continue.

"Wakanda should not rashly contact the outside world!"

"This is not about contacting the outside world! This is about extending goodwill to the outside world!"

"You don't understand! This isn't just Wakanda's problem!"

"What do you mean Wakanda's own business! Even when Earth faced the crisis of destruction, Wakanda didn't lend a hand! To you, should Wakanda just stay in its corner of the world?"

"Black Panther God will not agree!"

"But you haven't been in contact with the Black Panther God since! The Heart-Shaped Grass is no longer effective on you!"

T'Challa's words enraged T'Chaka on the throne. The heart-shaped herb was ineffective, meaning the current king was unable to communicate with the Black Panther God.

"Guards! Take him away!"

T'Chaka's guards approached T'Challa, who was kneeling on the ground, and subtly shook their heads at him.

The guards were the king's protectors, and they had known about this for a long time. The only ones kept in the dark were the chieftains of the eighteen tribes outside.

The inability to communicate with the Black Panther God means that the current king is not recognized by the gods. If this information is leaked, a royal duel will be initiated.

Watching T'Challa being led away, T'Chaka sighed softly. Seeing his hands beginning to tremble, he rose from his throne, ordered the guards to stand watch outside, and opened a hidden passage.

He had to go see the person who prevented him from communicating with the Black Panther God.

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Chapter 419: The Discord Within Wakanda

The place where Laura was imprisoned was the most common type of circular building, surrounded by earth and thatched with soil.

This type of architecture was once widespread across Africa, but now it only remains in some extremely conservative areas.

Even if Laura screamed at the top of her lungs, she couldn't attract the attention of the guards at the door. No matter how loudly she made, the guards remained unmoved.

But that was Laura's plan; she could use it to escape from this makeshift prison.

As an adventurer who constantly walks on the edge of danger, handcrafting weapons and ammunition is already a standard skill, not to mention making simple tools from common items.

She successfully dug through the corner of the wall, and Laura's flexible body emerged from the small space.

Looking at the still-sunset sun, Laura determined her direction and ran towards the crash site.

It was more of an emergency landing than a crash; their spare equipment and other supplies were still on board. Aside from being captured by the Wakanda, they likely hadn't had time to destroy anything on the plane.

Having successfully obtained the equipment, Lara, standing atop the treetop, could see the crowds of pursuers gradually approaching from afar.