Chapter 97 Wakanda
Leon's gaze turned towards the African continent.
"It's time to knock on those neighbors' doors."
"Wakanda?"
"Someone civilized needs to deliver a business card, doesn't he?"
Under the moonlight.
Leon's smile was brilliant, even with a hint of coldness... "Fuck."
Tony plopped down in the pilot's seat of the Quinjet.
"Jarvis..."
"Yes, sir. Backup power has been activated."
Jarvis's voice was steady, but Tony seemed to detect a hint of sympathy?
"Don't talk to me in that tone, you broken AI!"
Tony irritably ran his hands through his hair.
"Fuck, you saw it too, he just created a sun."
"To be precise, sir," Jarvis corrected.
"It was a high-density, self-sustaining plasma energy body. Its energy readings exceeded the upper limit of my database."
"Shut up! I don't care what it's called!" Tony roared.
He, Tony Stark, spent half his life just barely grasping the basics of an artificial star like the Arc Reactor.
And Leon just extended his hand.
"Bang."
He just created one.
"Fuck!"
Tony laughed.
What genius, what billionaire.
Before a god... "Sir."
Jarvis's voice interrupted his self-pity.
"Mr. Leon is calling you."
Tony's body stiffened.
"Alright, I knew it."
He grumbled as he stood up and put on a jacket.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. Director? Heh, I'm just a runner."
"No, sir," Jarvis suddenly said.
"What?"
"According to my data analysis, the runners are the S.H.I.E.L.D. field agents who have already departed to handle the aftermath in the Amazon and Chicago."
"And you..."
Jarvis paused.
"You are the one being run."
Tony:... "Jarvis, if you say one more word, I'll donate you to a community college!"
...Tony walked into the Villa hall with a dark expression.
Leon sat leisurely on the sofa, as if nothing had happened.
"Did you have supper, Tony?"
Leon asked with a smile, raising his wine glass.
"I'm not hungry."
"That's right."
Leon nodded, but the expression on his face, as if he understood, made Tony even angrier.
"After all, after witnessing a miracle, a mortal's appetite is always a bit off."
Tony's eye twitched.
This bastard... he definitely did it on purpose!
"You didn't call me here to discuss my digestion problems, did you?"
Tony pulled out a chair and sat eight feet away from him.
"Of course not."
Leon put down his wine glass, his fingers intertwined on his knees.
His smile slowly faded.
"Tony."
"You are now the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D."
"Yes, thanks to you," Tony said irritably.
"Then, Mr. Director."
Leon nodded, his tone still calm.
"My newly recruited craftsman, Phastos, needs a workshop."
"No problem," Tony shrugged.
"Stark Tower, oh no, the S.H.I.E.L.D. building has plenty of space. What kind does he want? A cleanroom or a nuclear fusion laboratory?"
Tony began to think from a technical perspective.
But Leon shook his head.
"No."
"He needs materials."
"What materials? Carbon nanotubes? Or special alloys?"
"Vibranium."
Leon uttered the word.
Tony's voice stopped abruptly.
In the hall, silence fell.
Tony:???
He stared at Leon with wide eyes, as if looking at a madman.
"What did you say?"
"Vibranium."
Leon repeated it.
"WTF!!"
"Phastos needs high-quality Vibranium."
"You..."
Tony suddenly felt absurd.
More absurd than creating a sun with his bare hands.
"Are you kidding me?!"
He finally couldn't help it and stood up directly!
"Vibranium?! Do you know what that is?!"
"That's a legend!!"
"S.H.I.E.L.D.'s database only has Captain America's shield from decades ago! And a few unclear notes from my old man!"
"That thing only exists in one place!"
"Or rather, in myths!"
Tony was roaring.
He wasn't resisting.
He was speechless.
Because he knew, Leon wasn't joking.
"Myths?"
Leon laughed.
His laughter was light, making Tony's roar seem powerless.
"Tony, oh Tony."
Leon stood up and slowly walked in front of Tony.
Tony's flushed face was reflected in his golden pupils.
"I, Asgard, Thor, Loki."
"In the eyes of humans, weren't we also myths once?"
Tony's breath hitched.
"Wakanda."
Leon lightly tapped the air.
A holographic map unfolded in front of Tony.
The African continent appeared in the image.
A covered area was lit up with golden light.
"It's right there."
"A self-righteous, stagnant primitive tribe."
"A primitive tribe sitting on a mountain of gold, yet only knowing how to use it for cold weapons and games of succession."
Leon shook his head slightly.
T'Challa?
They knew nothing of power.
"They guard the most precious resource on Earth, yet they hide."
Leon's voice grew cold.
"This is a waste."
"And I..."
"Hate waste the most."
Tony looked at that area, then at Leon.
He understood.
Leon was giving an order.
"What do you want me to do?" Tony gave up resisting.
"Attack? Bomb? Or drop a nuclear bomb?"
"No."
Leon shook his head, a look of disappointment on his face.
"Tony, we are civilized people."
"You, Tony Stark, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Guardian of Earth."
"You..."
A smile appeared on Leon's face.
"You will represent me, represent S.H.I.E.L.D., to visit them."
"To send our greetings."
"Tell them, a new King has ascended the throne."
"They have two choices."
"Open their doors and share their resources, join my new order."
"Second..."
Leon paused.
"Refuse me."
Tony: "What happens if they refuse?"
"Oh."
Leon just remembered this question, and he waved his hand.
"Then I will send Ikaris and Druig to persuade them."
"After all..."
Leon's smile was meaningful.
"A mind controller and a Superhuman..."
"Should be very persuasive, shouldn't they?"
Tony... He sat back in his chair.
He was completely speechless.
This was a civilized visit? It looked more like gunboat diplomacy!
"I need to prepare."
"Of course," Leon nodded.
"I'll give you three days."
"Three days?!" Tony jumped up again.
"Do you think I'm going on vacation to Hawaii?! That's Wakanda! I don't even know where the door is!"
"You will know," Leon remained calm.
"Jarvis will give you a little help."
S.H.I.E.L.D.'s database already had clues.
Would Nick Fury, that old schemer, not have kept an eye on Wakanda?
He just didn't dare to act.
"I need manpower," Tony began to bargain.
"You have it."
Leon pointed to Banner and Adam in the rear cabin.
"Banner, Hulk, and Blue Flash."
"No, I mean outside help." Tony's eyes darted around.
"Like that fast-running Makkari? Or the mad Druig?"
He wanted to drag some Eternalss into this.
Leon saw through his thoughts.
He smiled.
"Them?"
"They are busy."
Leon's gaze swept across the corners of the Villa.
"Makkari is helping me train new recruits."
"Druig is helping Phastos draw blueprints."
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