Just as Nick Fury was still furious over who had dared to rob S.H.I.E.L.D.
Peter, far away in Antarctica, had already begun a new round of construction.
The Ice Cave, which had originally been only a few dozen square meters in size,
had been expanded hundreds of times over by his immense strength and scorching Heat Vision.
The entire ice peak had been almost completely hollowed out beneath the surface, resembling an intricate rat's nest, with more than a dozen tunnels connecting several vast areas.
Those areas had now been converted into various different Laboratories.
Afterward, Peter acquired a great deal of high-strength steel and plenty of experimental equipment from high-tech Laboratories around the world.
Some of it had come from a secret S.H.I.E.L.D. Laboratory he had visited.
After handing the advanced experimental equipment over to the professional scientists,
Peter began another round of construction.
The construction process was simple and brutal as well.
Peter first transformed into a master metalworker, using Heat Vision to cut apart high-strength alloy steel plates several centimeters thick.
He covered the edges of the hollowed-out sections of the mountain with pieces of high-strength alloy.
Then, in an instant, he became a welding technician, using Heat Vision to firmly weld the steel plates together.
At that moment, Peter alone was comparable to an entire construction crew famed for its infrastructure-building madness.
Under everyone's incredulous gazes,
in less than half a day, the crude Ice Cave had been completely transformed.
The silvery-white metal walls looked incredibly sturdy and durable at a glance.
"Now we don't have to worry about this place collapsing."
Looking at the metal walls, which were nearly as solid as an underground fortress, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"But now we have no chance of escaping either."
Other than the necessary ventilation holes, the place was almost entirely covered in silvery-white high-strength alloy, like an enormous cage that had completely trapped them inside.
"Since that's the case, if we want to leave this damned place as soon as possible, it seems we can only follow his demands and do everything we can to make the suit he needs."
Though they were deeply unwilling, they could only do as Peter demanded.
"I hope that over the coming period, we can work together and complete that guy's request as quickly as possible, so we can get out of here sooner."
Tony looked at the others, his eyes filled with determination.
He had heard of some of the people here before, while he had only met others today.
But from this moment onward, they would fight together and give everything for their freedom.
"So during this time, I hope none of you hold back. Let's make full use of our brilliant minds."
"Isn't it just a Nano-Suit? If we work together, building a spaceship and flying out of here wouldn't be difficult either..."
Looking at the people trapped here, their faces more or less filled with negativity, Tony excitedly encouraged them.
"A spaceship? If there are enough materials, I could build one by myself..."
As the princess of Wakanda, Shuri said she had already known how to build a spaceship two years ago.
Nanotechnology, however, was still a field she was researching and exploring.
"Heh, I hope they bring me a satisfactory result as soon as possible."
Slowly closing the only exit at the top, which had been made of alloy,
Peter shot into the sky the next moment and flew toward his home.
He did not have much time to stay here with them, because vacation was almost over.
And despite having become Superman, he still had to attend school.
Meanwhile, within the Wakanda Tribe in Africa,
an immensely important ceremony was taking place.
T'Challa, the son of Wakanda's king T'Chaka, was about to undergo the baptism of the Heart-Shaped Herb, receive the blessings and protection of the Panther God, and awaken the power of the Black Panther.
This was a day second in importance only to Wakanda choosing a new king.
At this time, countless Wakandan citizens had gathered before the cave where the Heart-Shaped Herb grew.
They stood on the rocks surrounding a rapidly flowing waterfall.
Their eyes were filled with respect and reverence as they looked at their king, the true leader who had guided them toward prosperity.
"People of Wakan, as everyone knows, we deeply cherish peace. That is also the true reason we have always remained hidden here."
"Yet yesterday, an invader entered Wakanda and took away Wakanda's princess, my only daughter."
Facing all the people of Wakan, the old king stood amid the rushing water and slowly spoke, unable to conceal the grief of having his daughter abducted.
"At this moment, it is not only for my daughter, but for all of Wakanda, for every citizen of Wakanda."
As he spoke, the old king's gaze gradually became resolute.
"The people of Wakanda hate war, but we never fear it."
"When friends come, we shall prepare the finest feast and the grandest welcome ceremony for them."
"But when a formidable enemy invades, they will be met by Wakanda's bravest warriors, and the sharpest spears in their hands will pierce the enemy's heart!"
"We, the people of Wakanda, are invincible!"
The old king grew increasingly impassioned, and at last he suddenly raised the scepter in his hand, a symbol of authority and supreme power.
"Wakanda forever!"
"Wakanda forever!"
In an instant, cheers like crashing mountains and roaring seas resounded throughout all of Wakanda.
Even the rapidly flowing waterfall nearby seemed to be stirred by the deafening shouts.
As all the Wakandan people burned with righteous indignation, the old king continued, "Therefore, my bravest and most fearless son, T'Challa, shall now..."
At the right moment, the old king turned his gaze toward his son, who had long been waiting nearby.
"Challenge Wakanda's bravest warriors. If he succeeds, he shall follow the guidance of our ancestors, consume the precious Heart-Shaped Herb, and receive the protection and blessings of the great Panther God."
"And succeed me as Wakanda's next protector—the Black Panther!"
At that moment, before all Wakandan citizens, the old king announced this shocking news.
"Father, I will never disappoint you!"
Stepping into the flowing river, T'Challa came before his father, his face full of determination.
"Now, I declare that the challenge begins immediately!"
"Hoo... ha..."
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The instant the old king announced the start of the challenge, all Wakandan citizens erupted into excited cheers. Unique drumbeats began to ring out, stirring their spirits.
At the same time, several of Wakanda's bravest warriors, holding sharp spears, surrounded T'Challa in the river.
A warrior wearing a fierce mask and far more muscular than T'Challa stood face-to-face with him.
"Hah!"
With an angry roar, the challenge began instantly.
The burly Wakandan warrior was the first to thrust the spear in his hand fiercely toward T'Challa before him.
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