This Isn't Science Fiction, This Is Fantasy

Wakanda!

A fictional country that exists only in the Marvel Universe, located in East Africa, with rolling mountains and dense rainforests.

Because of its fertile land and abundant resources, the people of Wakanda have no worries about food and drink, have little contact with the outside world, and do not rely on welfare like other African nations. Therefore, for centuries, the country has been deeply isolated, a backward agricultural nation content with its current situation.

Of course, these are all superficial. Wakanda possesses the world's only rare metal, Vibranium. Based on the principle that "a man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime," it chose to close itself off from the outside world.

Based on Vibranium, they vigorously explored the field of science and technology, becoming a technologically advanced nation that is decades ahead of the rest of the world.

Vibranium is a unique resource of Wakanda, but it does not originate from Earth; rather, it comes from outer space.

2.5 million years ago, a Vibranium meteorite fell and turned into a mine buried underground. The energy of Vibranium also quietly guided the surrounding plants and animals to evolve and grow in a unique way.

This is Russell's understanding of Wakanda. To be fair, he finds the country quite mysterious!

A feudal state, a religious nation composed of 18 tribes, where beliefs remain at the totem stage, and the throne can be obtained through challenges... Russell declined to comment on folk customs and local characteristics, saying that it's their own territory and they should make their own decisions, and if the Wakanda are happy with it, it's none of anyone else's business.

What puzzled him was Wakanda's technology tree!

According to the setting, Wakanda is a highly independent and self-sufficient country. Their technology is entirely developed by scientists within their own country, and they have never communicated with the outside world.

This is incredible. Scientists from all over the world, countless pioneers and wise men, all bundled together, were still decades behind Wakanda.

This isn't science fiction, it's fantasy!

Whether others believe it or not, Russell certainly doesn't, unless what fell back then wasn't just Vibranium, but also an alien spaceship.

Whether in comics or movies, Wakanda's technology is an upgraded version of what humanity already possesses, which shows that without alien black technology, they have indeed become powerful on their own.

A new question arises: since Wakanda has never communicated with the outside world about technology, why are their computers also based on binary Arabic numerals?

Clearly, the technology tree is so complex that Wakanda's scientists simply can't handle it on their own. Even with all those branches, they wouldn't have enough manpower to research each one.

Therefore, in Russell's deduction, Wakanda was by no means developing technology in isolation. At the very least, before its average technological level surpassed that of the rest of the world, they had been learning from and drawing upon existing technologies, just keeping it well hidden from outsiders.

"I remember saying that this country is a no-go zone, and no action is allowed on it without my permission."

Russell glanced at Natasha with displeasure. How dare she defy his decision? Did she think her status had risen after sleeping with him and become so arrogant that she forgot who she was?

Discipline at the base had deteriorated, and Russell reflected that he also bore responsibility, having been too lenient with his subordinates and lacking the necessary authority.

He decided to seize the opportunity to be ruthless. To be a boss, one needs not only a big house but also a big temper and to be fierce. Even if one doesn't have a leopard's head and piercing eyes, one must be as cold as ice, never tolerate minor grievances, and always unleash thunderous rage.

"Boss, I wasn't deliberately targeting Wakanda. The intelligence I gathered came from the America." Sensing Russell's anger, Natasha quickly explained, "The Strategic Scientific Reserve (SSR) once purchased Vibranium from Wakanda —the same vibranium used by Captain America. Recently..."

After Natasha's explanation, Russell learned the source of the intelligence: after World War II, the America Super Soldier program continued, and naturally, Steve's Vibranium Shield, which had performed many feats, came into the sights of high-ranking personnel.

The America government wants to buy more Vibranium, while Wakanda reluctantly says that they would be happy to sell Vibranium for money, but Vibranium is extremely rare, and all their inventory has been sold to the America. Now they have no stock to sell if they want to make money.

The America naturally didn't believe it, but World War II had just ended, and as representatives of justice, they couldn't openly invade. They sent out air reconnaissance, took a bunch of useless landscape photos, and after several unsuccessful infiltrations, they had no choice but to temporarily give up.

As she spoke, Natasha placed the intelligence stolen from the America on her desk. The cover was a green, black, and red tricolor flag with a silhouette of a Black Panther in the center—the flag of Wakanda.

Russell dissipated the Electric Arc in his palm, opened the document and began to examine it. The grasslands, mountains, and rivers were beautiful, but the shepherds, earthen houses, and tribes showed that the people were suffering. Wakanda was portrayed as a poor and backward place on camera.

"It's just an appearance. Wakanda has an external defensive shield, which they deliberately project to conceal their inferiority..."

At this point, Russell fell silent, while Natasha and Bucky exchanged glances indicating that the story was good.

Not to mention them, even Russell himself didn't believe it. It was 1947, and no matter how advanced Wakanda was, it was impossible for them to create a defensive shield with holographic projection.

In other words, the images in the photo are very likely real, and Wakanda's technology had not yet begun to take off.

"In what year was the computer invented?" Russell asked abruptly.

No one can answer this question. The world's first general-purpose electronic digital computer was successfully commissioned by the America military in 1946. Everyone knows it's a very powerful and large machine, but very few people can see that it represents the future. The few people in the office know very little about computers.

"Go and gather intelligence on Wakanda. No matter what it takes, I need to get firsthand information about this country. And..." Russell's voice turned serious. "Find out Wakanda's defense capabilities, how many soldiers they have, and whether their weapons are shields, spears, or laser cannons."

Russell is preparing to take action against Wakanda. Its geographical location, Vibranium resources, and magical herbs that enhance physical strength all meet his current needs.

A great man once said: This thing is destined for me!

Russell thought the same logic. As the saying goes, the Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure belong to the virtuous. If his virtue was greater than Wakanda's, and the latter was truly as depicted in the photograph, with its technology yet to begin, he wouldn't mind establishing Hydra's headquarters there.

"Understood, sir!"

Exploring the situation in Wakanda was put on the agenda, and Russell announced the development strategy and progress for the next period of time, "First of all, the Winter Soldier Program cannot be delayed. The insufficient number of Super Soldier is seriously hindering Hydra's grand plan to invade the universe."

Bucky rolled his eyes and said bluntly, "Sir, we don't even have the blueprints for a spaceship factory."

Russell could hear the deep resentment in Bucky's voice. He smiled and said, "The blueprints are in my head. Blueprints for spaceships, machine tools, and other industrial equipment, as well as aerospace metal materials technology—I have them all ready."

Bucky was stunned. So fast? You must be kidding!

"Not only that, I also got hold of an alien fighter jet, the kind that can travel in space. I have the finished product and the blueprints. As long as the industrial equipment is ready, we are fully capable of building a spaceship."

"Sir, are you serious?"

Bucky slammed his fist on the table and stood up, somewhat incredulous. Natasha, standing beside him, was also dumbfounded. As for the other two Winter Soldier warriors, Russell automatically ignored their expressions.

"What, do I look like I'm joking?" Russell tapped the table, and continued after Bucky sat back down. "The alien fighter jet is in my hands. I also have their language and part of their technology tree. There are no technological barriers. I can build it by following the blueprints."

Bucky swallowed hard. "Sir, can that alien fighter jet travel in space? Can it fly very far?"

"Sure, the fighter jet may be small, but it's equipped with Warp Drive and can detect spatial nodes for long-distance jumps, making long-range travel a breeze." At this point, Russell glanced at Bucky: "You want to leave Earth in this fighter jet and bring Steve back?"

"Yes." Building a complete spaceship would take countless years, but Bucky couldn't wait even a second longer.

"Then you're probably going to be disappointed..."

"Why? Is there a lack of energy?"

"It has nothing to do with power, it's because of civilization." Russell shrugged. "The fighter jet comes from a technologically advanced mechanical civilization, where all the crew are Silicon-based lifeforms. The fighter jet's design blueprints didn't include a cockpit, so you simply can't fly it."

Bucky stood there, his mouth agape.

Russell ignored him and asked, "The Winter Soldier Program has very high requirements for the quality of the modified soldiers. Are the personnel sufficient?"

"As per your request, Hydra's locations around the world have submitted reports, and after further screening, 216 soldiers have met the physical fitness requirements," Natasha replied.

"So much?"

"BOSS, one in a thousand, 216 people is already very few."

Russell nodded. "Pass on my orders to send these 216 people to Siberia in batches. Also, have our best scientists prepare so that once the new headquarters is confirmed, we can all work together to develop the spacecraft."

"Okay, I will pass on your orders right away."

Next, Russell drafted several more charters, all concerning Hydra's future development plans. He proposed the plans, allowing his subordinates to refine them, and then submit them to him for confirmation before implementation.

Russell had already thought it through: Hydra's development focus was still on the America, which served as its strategic rear base. The construction on Earth had to be perfectly planned.

First, he needs money to use the technology at his disposal to start several industrial companies that are ten to five years ahead of the competition.

Once the future of computers becomes clearer in a few years, he'll establish a machinery company, developing in multiple fields: computers, mechatronics, aerospace, and robotics. The technology he acquires from the world of I, Robot may not be enough to explore outer space, but dominating the sub-atmosphere will be a piece of cake.

Is the Hydra Captain really that great?

Once he's made enough money and his connections are established, Russell could elect a Hydra president and scare those superheroes to death!

"Wait a minute... why am I having these villainous thoughts?"