Chapter 1309: Seeking Aid
"Welcome to Wakanda..."
After the spacecraft carried everyone through the camouflage shield, the futuristic city brimming with science-fiction flair beyond it left every Avenger aboard stunned.
"You came here to invest? What was it again, infrastructure development?"
Captain America turned and nudged Tony as he asked.
"I came to invest in tourism."
Tony shrugged, suppressing his shock.
What the hell is this place? Even Ultron never discovered it.
A third-world country? Wakanda?
Are we sure this isn't alien technology?
Come to think of it, T'Challa's manner of speaking clearly showed that he had received a higher education. There was no way he would fail to make use of his own country's powerful metal.
Once that Vibranium was developed, its near-universal properties would be enough to give this country terrifying growth.
The fact that it had remained inconspicuous on the international stage until now was telling enough in itself.
With such thoughts in mind, the group arrived at the council chamber like country bumpkins visiting a grand estate. There, they met T'Challa, along with the leaders of several other major tribes who were discussing ceremonial matters with him.
"Welcome to Wakanda, my friends."
T'Challa was clearly delighted to see Tony and the others. He interrupted the discussion, rose to his feet, and came over to welcome them.
They had fought side by side before and forged a deep friendship.
"You really kept us in the dark."
Tony looked deeply aggrieved. This guy had made him lose face big time.
When he had said he wanted to invest here, who knew how hard T'Challa had been laughing inside?
"I didn't deliberately hide anything. You never asked, did you? You should have seen my suit."
T'Challa spoke without the slightest hint of guilt.
"Wasn't it because we thought Dr.