Yondu Arrives

Barker Star was not much smaller than Earth, and the Vibranium mining site was now extremely far from her Kree garrison.

The distance between the two was equivalent to traveling from Canada to Brazil. A few thousand Kree soldiers alone could not protect Wakanda. They needed their own armed forces.

She did not need to point that out; Black Panther had already considered it. After all, this was the new homeland he envisioned. There were mountains and water nearby, and the natural environment was decent. If he forced the comparison, it was somewhat like Wakanda. Such a good place—how could he let outsiders protect it instead of protecting it himself? Impossible.

But Wakanda's problems were not so easily resolved. Undercurrents stirred among several domestic tribes. Many people did not want to leave Earth for some alien planet, while others believed Wakanda should take up arms and simply conquer Earth.

Whether they developed Vibranium technology was not important. As long as they could live above everyone else, that was enough.

Black Panther was doing everything he could to suppress those opponents, leaving himself overwhelmed with work.

"Do you need S.H.I.E.L.D.'s help?" There were good people among black people too. Black Panther and Storm belonged to the intelligent, open-minded minority. But Director Daisy had no favorable impression of most black people. They were the sort she would not bother looking at even if they died by the roadside.

Black Panther hurriedly refused. Bringing outsiders into Wakanda would directly ignite internal dissatisfaction. A Civil War would not be surprising then.

"I firmly believe Wakanda will grow and prosper on this new land. Miss Johnson, thank you for all your help over the years. Thank you very much." Black Panther thanked her sincerely. But establishing a nation in a place like a wasteland was