Marvel's I am MT

Howard couldn't help but make a fuss, and within seconds five patrol fighters arrived. Looking at the shape that was more sci-fi than the Skyfire, from levitation to direction change to vertical lift to weapon loading, he even couldn't understand the energy supply of this thing. As a top arms dealer, he is suffering from severe cognitive shock.

"Intruder, this is the Wakanda Guard! You have violated the laws of Wakanda, surrender immediately! Otherwise you will be fatally struck!" the patrol captain uploaded in smooth African-flavored English.

Tianhuo didn't care what they were doing, and his weapon system locked onto the opponent without showing any signs of weakness.

Barton waved his hand quickly: "I want to correct something! Although the way I knocked on the door was a bit rude, it is not an invasion. I am here to see your king. This... this is diplomacy, yes, it is diplomacy!"

The patrol leader was silent for a while, and seemed to be reporting to his superiors. After all, Barton and the others seemed to have quite a lot of background, and the big robot that was more than ten meters tall should not be underestimated.

Not long after, a very impressive transport ship arrived. A large group of African friends disembarked from the ship with cheers and cheers. The scene looked very royal. But, how can I put it, Barton always felt that they had too many gold ornaments, they looked like nouveau riche, and they didn’t look like princes when they put on dragon robes.

"So, why did you come to Wakanda?" asked a young man at the head.

Barton cleared his throat and said: "I am Clinton Francis Barton Win, colonel of the U.S. Army. Next to me is the outstanding scientist Howard Stark! We..."

"I know who you are, Mr. Victory!" The young man interrupted: "What I'm asking is why are you here?"

Although he was choked, Barton was not angry, and he was very rough when he broke in. He originally didn't want to come here so early, but some things forced him to speed up.

So he just touched his nose and said simply: "I hope you can let Howard see your technology, and also change the main body of this big guy to vibranium for me!"

Although vibrate gold still has some flaws, it is very strong and is ideal for defending against energy impacts, as demonstrated by Captain America's shield. But when someone with a red mouth and white teeth asks for something, it will inevitably lead to a burst of incomprehensible laughter.

"Really? Your request is really not much. But why should I agree to it? What good will this do to Wakanda?"

"We can discuss this matter. In exchange, you can make a request. My friend Howard is very capable, and we can discuss any reasonable request."

"Tell me, Mr. Victory. If I smashed your door, broke into your home, and told you that I wanted your property, would you be willing to discuss it with me?"

"No, no, no, your metaphor is not good. You have to know that you can't get in without breaking the door. I am willing to apologize for that. And I am not asking for it, but exchanging or buying it. The difference here is huge. Wakanda's efforts will be rewarded, and I promise your Leopard God that no matter what the outcome of the exchange, you will have my friendship."

When the Panther God was mentioned, the angry Wakandans finally calmed down a bit. Several people who looked like ministers approached the young man and whispered in low voices. Although Barton could hear it, he still couldn't understand it. However, judging from their tone and expressions, this matter was not easy to handle.

After a while, the young man said: "Mr. Shengli, we can't decide whether to agree to your request for the time being. You can stay here and wait for the final decision. But during this period, I hope you will restrain your men and avoid any damage." Any violation of the law will be considered a declaration of war."

"Of course."

"Then you are my guests now. I am T'Chaka, King of Wakanda. Zulu, please arrange the accommodation for the guests."

The young T'Chaka had just succeeded to the throne and seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. Barton could tell that he had an extraordinary physique. After all, he was also the Black Panther of this generation. But Barton is not arrogant enough to recruit a king. He just needs some seismic gold to transform Skyfire this time.

Being targeted and almost in a desperate situation like last time, Barton didn't want it to happen again. Although he himself has made great progress, he is still not invincible. Facing this dangerous world, one can never be too careful.

In fact, during this time, Barton had urged Howard to develop anti-electromagnetic equipment and gave some inspiration and direction from another world. However, the effect of the first-generation anti-interference coating is not very satisfactory, and its durability is extremely poor. It will quickly fall off at low temperatures at high altitudes.

The transformation of Skyfire is not that easy. Although the Cybertronians are all created from cubic energy, their own materials are very different from ordinary metals. It would be a dream to get a piece of steel to become part of their body. Only a highly assimilated part can achieve this effect, and this requires a lot of cubic energy.

Well, Howard has a way anyway, let him worry about it. If it really doesn't make sense, think of another way.

After disappearing all afternoon, Howard returned to the arranged guest room very late. His excitement was palpable, like a child who had just come out of the amusement park.

"Clint, your favor is too great. You make me don't know what to say."

"Relax Howard, and look at the world with a normal mind."

"No, no, no, you may not know what this means to me and what it means to the world. It's hard to imagine that they have such advanced technology and are willing to hide in such a backward corner."

"The world is big." Barton smiled.

Howard came to Barton and asked in a mysterious whisper: "So is there really a god in the world?"

Barton stayed away in disgust and said, "Yes, this is not a rare thing."

Howard's theological re-education was very tiring. Barton almost retold the Norse mythology, which made him sleepy. However, Howard's eyes glowed green when he listened. He completely ignored Barton's feelings and continued to ask questions. There is nothing closer.

Barton was helpless by him and had no choice but to throw the pot to the ready-made Wakanda.

"Every king of Wakanda is called Black Panther because they are favored by the Panther God."

"They believe that every generation of deceased kings is in the kingdom of the Leopard God."

"The Panther God will also grant them power that far exceeds that of humans. It can be said that every Black Panther is no weaker than Steve. If you include high-tech vibrating gold equipment, they will even have an advantage."

"You are so knowledgeable, Mr. Victory. I don't know that anyone in the world knows us so well." At this time, T'Chaka walked in wearing a Black Panther armor.

"Your Majesty the King, aren't you going to bed so late? Or do you also want to listen to fairy tales?"

T'Chaka shook his head: "No, I just want to personally confirm how powerful you are."

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