American comics: I became a god at the beginning, I chose to practice both science and magic

Since she had never had any contact with Shangqi, Natasha was unable to judge his character.

It’s a pity that the Ten Rings Gang’s headquarters is located in the territory of the Eastern Great Country, and she can’t get in. Otherwise, as long as she captures Shang-Chi, perhaps all the truth will be revealed.

However, she has investigated that the leader of the Golden Dagger, Saint Xu Xialing, seems to have been active abroad, acting on behalf of Shang-Chi.

She was going to find the girl and ask some questions.

"By the way, what do the people from Congress and the military want from you?"

Pepper and Wanda looked at each other and said with some amusement, "Can't you imagine? They are organizing a hunt."

"So rough?"

Natasha was a little caught off guard. Although she also had her sights on vibranium, she would still be careful about the means and think about how to achieve her goal through gentler means.

"You say, is the current situation in Wakanda very bad?"

"Of course, if it were the old military, dealing with Wakanda might have been difficult, but now, most of the five major branches of the U.S. military, with the exception of some less important overseas bases, have upgraded their weapons."

"With the help of Atlas, these armies may still lag behind Wakanda in terms of their current technological level, but with a more powerful industrial system, the cost of mass production is much lower than Wakanda's."

In a large-scale war, if there is no absolute generation gap in technological levels, then the key to victory or defeat lies only in the gap in national strength between the two countries.

Although Wakanda has developed rapidly in recent years, it is an isolated country after all. Even though its technological level is the best in the world, its national strength is still not enough compared with superpowers like the United States.

The United States can easily coerce other countries into attacking Wakanda.

If Wakanda really has the ability to conquer the world, do you think T'Chaka would be unwilling to rule the world and let Wakanda replace America?

He did not choose to go to war, but instead adopted a policy of retreat. His desire for peace was just a cover-up. The real reason was that Wakanda could not do it.

No matter how magical vibranium is, allowing Wakanda to develop to its current level has already reached its limit. Without opening its borders, it will be difficult for them to continue to develop.

Therefore, T'Chaka has actually been testing the international reaction. He originally planned to push Wakanda onto the world stage bit by bit, but he did not expect that a series of accidents would catch him off guard, and Wakanda exposed its existence in the worst way.

Natasha asked again, "What do you think? If someone offered help during this difficult time, would Wakanda accept it?"

"If their king has enough political wisdom." Pepper nodded.

Wanda reacted: "You mean for us to find a way to save Wakanda?"

"No, you are an American company, so it's best to stand on the same side with America," said Natasha.

Then her voice brightened. "But Sokovia, as an independent nation, should have its own political stance."

Wanda then remembered her homeland. To her shame, she had not been back to Sokovia for a long time since she took over Atlas.

The government there is actually completely under Dane's control.

"This matter can only be left to that stinky man."

Chapter 1017 Wishful thinking

Although the U.S. Congress has basically reached an internal consensus on the issue of Wakanda, there are still some disagreements on the issue of interest distribution.

Considering that Wakanda’s own military strength is not weak, if we want to ensure that everything is foolproof, we must unite with the major military industrial giants in the country.

In addition, war mobilization requires a suitable excuse and complete preparation, so the preparation alone takes a long time.

Public opinion needs to ferment, public opinion needs to be incited, and all parties need to first negotiate the distribution of interests, define responsibilities, and so on.

Therefore, after withdrawing from Marun, the Elders' Council of Wakanda did not immediately face the bombardment of foreign enemies, but instead enjoyed a rare period of peace.

But even a simple guess would tell you that this is just the calm before the storm.

As a person who has seen the world with his eyes open, T'Chaka urgently sent spies from Wakanda to America to gather intelligence.

This is something they have never done before.

Since the development of vibranium technology, Wakanda has always looked down on the outside world from a superior position, so it tends to act more uprightly in its daily actions and rarely interferes in other countries.

However, such an approach often results in them regretting the lack of information when the time comes. In such a short period of time, it is not enough for them to find out any confidential information.

However, one thing is certain, that is, the whole of America is now outraged, and it seems that they have already determined that it was people from Wakanda who plotted to assassinate the president.

"This is blatant slander!"

At the Council of Elders, everyone angrily denounced the shamelessness of the American government, which was completely a false accusation.

"If they want to fight, then let them fight! Wakanda is not afraid!"

Although they realized that there might be a hidden story behind this matter, they had just fought a battle, and although the number of casualties was not too large, it was already known to everyone in Wakanda. Ordinary people in Wakanda did not care about the truth.

Over the years, they have been influenced by their surroundings and developed a mentality of looking down on outsiders.

When facing invaders, it is natural to retaliate. This is the public opinion and the elders cannot go against it.

Therefore, all the elders took a tough stance. Essentially, they were swayed by public opinion and had no choice but to express their views in this way.

In fact, if possible, they would also prefer to avoid war and solve the problem through other means.

However, this is the situation Eric hopes to see, but his mood is not as relaxed as before.

Through the last battle to defend the homeland, Eric completely saw the flaws of Wakanda. It was completely different from what he imagined. This was a group of primitive people who had never been to the battlefield and just got lucky enough to get high-tech weapons.

If Wakanda does not carry out military reforms, it will be difficult for it to defeat the United States, which has already upgraded its equipment, let alone dominate the world.

From this point of view, his previous thoughts seemed a bit too optimistic. The soldiers were good soldiers. As long as Black Panther was present, the people of Wakanda were like chicken blood, and they seemed to never get tired.

The weapons are good weapons. Energy weapons are both offensive and defensive. They have energy shields for protection at close range and plasma cannons for attacks from a distance. Not to mention there are many air fighters whose flight performance is far more powerful than that of external fighters.

However, the backward military system and poor tactics made it impossible for this army to gain any advantage.

If Wakanda was led by him, it would never be so vulnerable...

Eric shook his head secretly.

He also knew that the root cause of this situation was that Wakanda was essentially a tribal alliance. Although each tribe regarded the Black Panther family as king, they each had their own cultural traditions and customs.

Their weapons and equipment have been upgraded, but the corresponding ideas and political systems are still stuck in the Stone Age. Eric has no idea what useful things T'Chaka has done over the years besides killing his brothers.

However, not all the elders in the Council are old and conservative. Eric's performance on the battlefield was seen by some people as he wished. At this moment, his talent in war is urgently needed in Wakanda.

Therefore, he didn't need to take the initiative to connect, someone would automatically extend an olive branch.

"You know T'Chaka very well. The truth is not important to Wakanda today. What we need is a general who can fight, especially against the United States."

T'Chaka knew what the other party was planning and said in a harsh tone, "Black Panther is enough to protect Wakanda."

"That's beyond doubt." The elder who spoke smiled, "But we can't expect Black Panther to kill all our enemies by himself."

Then she turned her gaze to Eric, and the other elders also focused their eyes on this man knowingly.

Eric knew it was his time to show his abilities, so he stepped forward without hesitation, meeting the gazes of the elders without fear.

The female elder exclaimed in admiration: "We have all seen Eric's performance. Although he is not the Black Panther, his role on the battlefield is second only to the Black Panther."

In fact, in terms of killing efficiency, the team led by Eric should be better, because the Black Panther's speed in killing people with its claws is still too slow.

But who can blame T'Challa for having so many people? So after the war, a statistics showed that his camp still won the first place by relying on the advantage of having more people and killing more enemies.

Even so, no one can ignore Eric's performance on the battlefield. After all, he doesn't have a vibranium suit, but he still dares to fight on the front line of the battlefield. This brave style has attracted the favor of many border soldiers.

T'Chaka frowned slightly, thinking to himself that this was not good. He had been on guard against everything, but he had not expected that the other party would gain the upper hand in such a short time.

Judging from the situation, the elders are very satisfied with Eric's performance.

As the leader of the alliance, he couldn't destroy unity for his own selfish reasons, so he could only praise him against his will: "Of course, Eric's performance in this war was indeed very impressive."

"I understand what you all mean. Perhaps Eric should take on more responsibilities..."

Eric's grin was harmless, but to T'Chaka he looked like a hyena waiting for a meal.

He closed his eyes, out of sight, out of mind.

"So, Eric will be in charge of the border troops. Those white people won't give up. They will definitely come again. Before that, we need to make more preparations..."

Although he got more power as he wished, Eric was still calm. The border troops were the army that guarded the border and patrolled the protective shield. Their weapons and equipment were not bad, but not too strong either.

The last time Ma Run attacked, the first wave to be defeated were the border troops.

T'Chaka clearly wanted Eric to help Wakanda withstand the first wave of thunder, but it didn't matter, Eric was very confident in himself.

Even a group of sheep will transform into a group of wild wolves if they are led by a wolf.

Late at night, Eric moved to his new residence, which was close to Wakanda's mother river, surrounded by grasslands and had beautiful scenery.

Eric was alone here thinking about his next plan. At this moment, he suddenly heard some movement in the water and his eyes changed instantly.

"Who! Get out!"

Chapter 1018 Namor

In the light of the bonfire, a black shadow slowly emerged from the water. Eric squinted his eyes and found that the person had short black hair, pointed ears, and a bronze ring in his nose.

Looking at his face, he has the feel of a Central American Indian.

Eric pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at the half-naked man emerging from the water.

"Stop! Take another step forward and I'll kill you!"

The man who emerged from the water stopped, but was not afraid of the weapon in Eric's hand.

"Please don't be nervous, Wakandan, I don't hold any hostility towards you."

"Tell me your name, background and purpose!" Eric didn't believe the other party's one-sided statement.

By the way, has Wakanda's patrols become so poor now? They can even let the enemy get close to the residence without any detection?

After hearing what Eric said, the man smiled slightly: "I have many names, but you can call me Namor. I am from Taloqan."

Taloqan? A place I'd never heard of.

Eric thought the other party was not telling the truth and instantly lost interest in continuing the conversation. Moreover, the other party was not wearing any protective gear. Was he looking down on him?

Since you are seeking death yourself, don't blame me.

Eric immediately pulled the trigger, and the bullet drew a line of fire, directly hitting the man whose half body was still submerged in the water.

However, an unbelievable scene appeared to him. The bullet bounced back the moment it hit the enemy, without causing any damage to the opponent's body.

Oh, no, at least it made the other person itchy and they scratched their skin.

Eric: “…” Another fucking superhuman?

At this moment, his desire for the power of the Black Panther rose again.

"I think you should be interested in listening to me now."

Eric put down his gun and pretended to listen attentively.

"Perhaps you are unfamiliar with the name Taloqan. This is normal, because my people left the land long ago and plunged into the ocean..."

Eric raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

"So you mean to say that you and your people are now living in the sea?"

What Atlanteans? Eric just thought it was a bit ridiculous.

However, Namor nodded naturally: "Yes, with the blessing of our main god, in order to escape the persecution of the Spanish colonists, Taloqan left the earth and established a new home in the depths of the ocean."

Eric found it even more unbelievable. How come even God appeared?

As an old man who has attended university, I have always believed that the school is a good place to live and a place that can make people happy. I have always believed that the school is a good place to live and a place that can make people happy.

However, the existence of Taloqan shattered his already shaky materialism.

Namor took advantage of the other party's distraction and rose from the water. Eric then noticed that the other party had two pairs of white wings growing on his ankles, and he was even more surprised.

"Hermes?"

"I know which god you are talking about, but unfortunately, I am not." Namor fell to the ground from the air and the wings on his feet stopped flapping.

Yes, Hermes wears winged boots, and his wings are not on his feet.

"You must be of high rank in Taloqan, right?"

Eric was not stupid. Although the man was only wearing a pair of shorts and did not seem to be of any noble character, the ornaments on his hands, feet, and face showed that he was not an ordinary person.

"I am the actual controller of Taloqan." Namor didn't mind revealing this important information.

"It's truly an honor." Eric sneered, "I wonder what the King of Taloqan wants from me?"

Are all primitive people so rude?