As T'Challa spoke, an old story, like the opening of a legendary film, was stripped of its veil of mystery and laid bare before everyone.
Many years ago, the finest minds of a young civilization had nervously sent their first call into the vast unknown.
Fortunately, they received a response. It proved they were not alone. Even more surprisingly, the other side extended an olive branch first, wishing to visit their planet.
That outstanding civilization was Wakanda, and the one that answered them was the Galactic Council.
T'Challa's tone gradually sank. He said, "Back then, our ships could not travel very far. We agreed to use Mars as a temporary port and take our ships there to pick them up."
"The moment they boarded, we felt their attitude was somewhat strange. But we assumed it was merely their unique etiquette, and we still welcomed them warmly."
"We thought they would be interested in our customs and culture, and we had even prepared much of human civilization's history for their study. Yet what interested them most were the technological achievements of the Wakanda Royal Institute. That puzzled us greatly."
"Shouldn't they have been a civilization more advanced than ours? They could even travel several light-years in spaceships to reach us, so why would they be interested in our technology?"
"But we thought they might simply have been curious about how our technology had developed, so we still gave them a detailed introduction to the achievements displayed at the Wakanda Royal Institute."
"Of course, that inevitably involved Vibranium."
T'Challa's voice grew even lower, tinged with grief and indignation, but he still explained as thoroughly as possible.
"Wakanda's technology surpassed that of other nations not because we were smarter or stronger than other humans. The teachings bestowed upon us by the gods merely