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

This is a just act!

But it was strangled by his own family!

The truth was too cruel for T'Challa to accept.

"You are all executioners!"

"That's my duty, T'Challa." T'Chaka remained indifferent: "What do you think Black Panther's job is? Playing house like you do?"

"Wakanda's security must be built with the blood and bones of its enemies, even if they are members of the royal family."

"No! You are wrong, Wakanda is definitely not like this!" T'Challa shouted, unable to bear such a blow, and turned and ran away.

Just as Zu Li was about to chase him, T'Chaka stopped him, "Don't chase!"

Zu Li could only stop.

"If he can't even comprehend this question, then he's far from qualified to be a king."

Although there is no idiom in Wakanda that says "kindness is not a good command of an army", there is a similar principle. T'Chaka is not confused about what he does.

When he was born, a world war was going on in the outside world, and the meat grinder of war was ruthlessly devouring the lives of tens of millions of people.

When he came to the throne, the Cold War between the United States and the Soviet Union shrouded the entire world, and even Wakanda, which was in a remote corner, felt deeply uneasy.

The days when we were in danger of losing our lives and had to rely on superpowers for survival are still vivid in our memory.

It was precisely because he had experienced such pain that he allowed his people to leave their homeland, learn scientific and technological knowledge from the outside world, and vigorously develop vibranium technology in just a few decades, enabling Wakanda to overtake others.

That's why T'Chaka firmly believes that he is right, because he firmly believes that they are always on the right path!

But he still sighed.

Having lived in a peaceful society for many years and been brainwashed by Western education, T'Challa's values seem to be somewhat inconsistent with the needs of Wakanda.

(Qian Zhaohao) On the contrary, Eric, who grew up in the wild outside world, is closer to his thoughts, especially in terms of using any means necessary, Eric is even better than Tchaka.

Sometimes it even made him shudder.

He looked in the direction T'Challa had left with some worry: "T'Challa, when will you truly understand the true meaning of protecting Wakanda?"

On the other side of Wakanda, Eric is conducting an experiment that is crucial to him.

He planned to try to use the vibranium plants sent by Talokan to strengthen himself.

"Do we really want to do this? Although I've never seen heart-shaped grass before, it should be a completely different species from this plant, right?"

“Does it really help you become a Black Panther instead of an Undersea Man?”

In response, Eric just grinned and said, "Let's give it a try and we'll know."

Chapter 1042 Eric's Human Body Enhancement

Seeing that he couldn't persuade the other party, the researcher stopped talking and started to modify the experiment directly.

Compared with other human enhancement experiments with complicated procedures, Wakanda's human enhancement process can be said to be returning to basics, and the entire enhancement process does not require any high-tech means.

Just grind the plants containing vibranium into juice and take it orally.

As for burying the person who took the medicine, it is a custom.

Legend has it that black panthers will enter the land of their ancestors in their dreams, where they will meet black panthers from past generations and receive their teachings.

As a new generation of Wakanda, Eric certainly didn't believe this story, so after drinking the liquid, he didn't fill the soil, but lay on the bed, enduring the severe pain coming from all parts of his body.

"what--!"

The pain of transformation is like the process of tearing apart a person's bones, flesh, nerves, and blood vessels, and then healing them again.

Even a tough guy like Eric couldn't help but wail in pain.

However, compared to his pain, the researcher looked at the screen showing his body data and saw that Eric's various values were growing wildly.

Gradually, Eric's screams changed and turned into a creepy shrill laugh.

"Hahahahaha——!!!"

Eric's body shape did not change significantly, but his muscles looked much clearer. Eric flexed his muscles and the restraints on his body suddenly broke, startling the researchers around him.

"I feel a powerful force awakening in my body. It seems that the experiment was successful!"

Eric won the bet. Although the plant species were different and no rituals were performed, he still successfully evolved into a black panther.

"Eric, something seems to be wrong..."

"You worry too much." Eric was a little disapproving.

As he spoke, he grabbed the experimental bed with one hand, lifted the bed weighing hundreds of kilograms above his head with both hands, and then threw it out.

The heavy object fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

"I've never felt better!"

"But Eric, your body data shows that you have lost much more water than a normal person, and you are losing fluids faster than a normal person!"

The researcher emphasized his tone, trying to make Eric understand his situation.

"You've already lost so much water without even engaging in any strenuous exercise. If you engage in a more intense battle, you'll likely die of dehydration in a very short time!"

These words successfully woke Eric up. He frowned and walked over to the researcher.

"what happened?"

Pointing to the data on the screen, the researcher explained, "I found that when your muscles are working hard, a lot of water in your body is also participating in the work."

Normally, when muscles exert force, the main participant in the movement is the bound water in the cells. However, when researchers tracked Eric's force data, they found that the frequency of free water participation was very high, even exceeding that of bound water.

"So what do you mean?" Eric was not well versed in biochemistry, so he asked directly.

"After exercising, a large amount of the free water in your body will be excreted out of your body. If you continue to squander your energy like this, you will soon become weak and lose a lot of strength due to the massive water loss."

Eric's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't dare ignore this question.

Next, he tested his physical abilities with the help of the researchers. Sure enough, just as the researchers had guessed, when he engaged in strenuous exercise for about twenty minutes, his body became weak due to excessive water loss.

And he felt very thirsty, so thirsty that he even suspected that he could drink an entire river dry.

At this time, the researcher suddenly made a suggestion.

"I suggest you try jumping into the water."

"Are you serious?"

"of course."

So Eric had no choice but to jump into a swimming pool as he said, and something magical happened.

After entering the water, Eric's originally declining physical strength quickly recovered, and in a few seconds he turned back into the powerful superman he was just now.

And he also discovered a surprise, he could actually breathe underwater!

Eric was kicking water in the swimming pool and found that he could travel a long distance and very fast by kicking water.

The size of the swimming pool limited his performance. He vaguely felt that he could rush from the starting point to the end point directly, or even to a longer distance, by treading water once.

He jumped out of the water, flew up more than ten meters high, and finally landed on the ground.

"Did you see that? I can breathe water!"

"I saw it. It looks like you may have gained the abilities of the Talokan."

The researcher recorded on the computer: "In the water, your strength has been further enhanced, and your speed in the water is no slower than that of an ordinary swordfish."

The abilities Eric gained were not like those of the Black Panther, or rather, not entirely, but contained some of the power of the Talocan.

But fortunately, he didn't have to wear a water mask on land like the average Talocan.

Unlike ordinary Talocans, his skin will not turn blue. On land, his various abilities make him still look like a black panther, except that his endurance is a little worse.

"So, I need to be extra hydrated when I'm out on land? Otherwise, I'll easily become a weakling?"

Eric frowned. If this ability could only be used in high-intensity combat for twenty minutes, or even less, then it would have a huge flaw.

unless......

The researcher expressed his thoughts: "Unless, when designing your suit, special attention is paid to conserving water in your body, which is actually possible."

The Black Panther suit is originally a closed design, but the breathable parts have been made completely non-breathable, but this also requires solving the problem of heat dissipation.

Once the human body engages in strenuous exercise, it is necessary to dissipate heat. If it is not breathable, a special heat dissipation system must be designed inside the suit.

However, installing a radiator inside the thin Black Panther suit is not a task that ordinary researchers can handle.

"I'm afraid you'll have to seek help from Princess Shuri," the researcher said sincerely. "In Wakanda, only Princess Shuri has the ability to solve your problem."

Eric was in a dilemma. How could he explain this? And what was his reason?

If others knew that he had secretly conducted enhancement experiments, wouldn't that old man T'Chaka be even more alert?

"Let me think..."

Just when Eric was thinking about how to trick Shu Rui into helping him make the battle suit, his men suddenly came in to report to him.

"Sir, King Techa wishes to see you."

"T'Challa? What is he doing here?" Eric subconsciously thought that his little trick had been discovered.

But after thinking about it carefully, it doesn’t feel right.

Chapter 1043: Serve You as King

He still met with T'Challa.

"You are such a rare guest. You actually came to see me on your own initiative."

T'Challa noticed that Eric's face and hair were wet, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

But he didn't think much about it and just said, "I have a question for you."

Eric took out a bottle of expensive red wine from the cupboard and used his fingernails to pick out the cork.

"This isn't some free consultation room, but go ahead and ask."

He was also somewhat curious about the purpose of T'Challa's visit.

"Your father, do you know how he died?"

As soon as T'Challa finished asking this question, he suddenly felt his whole body trembling, as if he was stared at by some terrifying beast.

He looked up and saw Eric suddenly rushing towards him at an incredible speed.

T'Challa only had time to subconsciously raise his arms and cross his arms in a defensive posture before he was knocked away by a huge force.

He urgently maintained his balance in mid-air, barely getting his feet back on the ground while making a forward attacking stance with his tiger claws.

Just his slightly trembling hands seemed to be proclaiming the enemy's strength. T'Challa was shocked and didn't understand why Eric's strength was so great that even he, the Black Panther who had been strengthened by the heart-shaped grass, almost couldn't withstand it.

Eric had a ferocious look on his face. He walked slowly forward and tore the bar in front of him into two pieces.

"How dare you, how dare you mention my father!"

"So you knew..." T'Challa suddenly lost some of his spirit, and Eric immediately caught his weakness.

He rushed forward, grabbed T'Challa's neck with one hand, and lifted him above his head.

"Tell me, T'Challa, are you here to die?"

"do you hate me?"

"Shouldn't I hate you? The son of a murderer."

"Yes, you do have this power, but you have never shown it to my father. Is it because you are planning something?"

T'Challa regained some clarity.

If Eric knew from the beginning that it was T'Chaka who killed his father, then what he has been doing recently is no different from recognizing a thief as his father.

Even though he hated T'Chaka to the core, he still greeted him with a smile.

We can only assume that he has other intentions.

Thinking about what happened in Wakanda recently, T'Challa couldn't help but wonder, was it really just an accident?

Also, since Eric has been suppressing his hatred and trying to please T'Chaka, is his straightforward admission now a showdown?