"Cough, cough, Mr. Deadpool, don't be too upset. Wakanda won't discriminate against you because of your appearance."
People judged by appearances. After seeing Deadpool's true face, Shuri's attitude toward him changed in an instant. She spoke to him with an awkward smile.
In that moment, her favorable impression of him plummeted because of his looks.
If Deadpool had not been her savior, she would have been unable to stop herself from running away.
Damn, he was ugly!
How could there be someone so ugly in this world?
Thinking of Deadpool's face made Shuri feel awful all over.
However, for the sake of appearances, she did not say much and merely comforted him like this.
"It's fine. I'm already used to it."
Deadpool calmly put his mask back on and spoke expressionlessly.
You people really deserve to die!
Deadpool's resolve to destroy Wakanda deepened once again. He had already sentenced these people to death.
A country like Wakanda did not deserve to exist in this world.
"Then, Mr. Deadpool, why did you come to Wakanda?"
Wearing a mask because he was ugly explained that much, but why had Deadpool come to Wakanda? That was also a question.
"As you can see, as a hero, I need suitable weapons. I heard Wakanda has vibranium, the strongest metal in the world, so I came here to ask Wakanda to forge a pair of vibranium long blades for me."
Deadpool's explanation was flawless. Wakanda's rich vibranium reserves were now known throughout the world. Previously, Black Panther T'Challa had tried to bring Wakanda into humanity's view and open the country's borders.
So it made sense that Deadpool had learned about vibranium and come to Wakanda.
"I see." Deadpool's excuse had no flaws and was quite reasonable.
Wakanda's vibranium was famously powerful. For someone like Deadpool,