American Comics: Tales of Cultivator

Chapter 153: Undercurrents, Kane Returns, Welcome Reception

"If you think this room is too dark and want to open a window here, the people living in this room will definitely not allow it. But if you propose tearing down the roof, they will come to mediate and be willing to open a window!"

T'Chaka patted the Vibranium armrest of the Throne, which was carved into the shape of a pouncing Cheetah, and asked T'Challa, who was full of doubt: "Do you understand the meaning of this story?"

T'Challa suddenly understood: "Father means that we first propose a condition to the countries of the world that they cannot accept, and then take a step back. They will naturally feel they've gotten a bargain and agree to our conditions."

T'Chaka looked at his 'foolish' son with satisfaction. Aside from his slightly lower political wisdom, he wasn't truly as stupid as those nominally related people outside.

Controlling East Africa would not bring practical benefits to the Wakandans. The limited output of Vibranium ore restricted Wakanda's intentions for expansion.

One must know that the entire known Vibranium veins in Wakanda only amount to a few tens of thousands of tons. If they were to truly interfere in East African affairs, within a few decades, this Vibranium would be consumed in the flames of war.

How could they possibly do that for those ignorant black people outside? The Wakandans have watched the African continent descend into chaos for hundreds of years. If they truly wanted to unify East Africa, or even the entire African continent, they would have acted long ago. Why wait until now?

"Zhong Guo and Britain have already agreed to our conditions. Once I meet with the representatives from France and Russia, I will fly to the Federation!"

T'Chaka told T'Challa his plans: "I have already had Nick Fury arrange meetings for me with some truly important figures who can influence the world's structure. Once everything is settled, Wakanda will become a permanent member of the World Security Council!"

"Father, what about those intruders, those Hydra!" T'Challa couldn't help but ask.

If it weren't for those Hydra, their Wakanda wouldn't have been drawn into this war, even though Father spoke lightly of it.

But after a series of negotiations, to put it bluntly, it was exchanging Wakanda's Vibranium wealth for peace.

This made Prince T'Challa feel quite stifled.

"Once our Wakanda becomes a member of the World Security Council, we will have the right to speak at the center of the world!"

T'Chaka laughed: "T'Challa, no matter how rampant Hydra is, they are just rats in a gutter. They are remnants of WWII, long classified as a terrorist organization. The first policy our Wakanda will propose after becoming a permanent member of the World Security Council is to propose preventing Hydra's resurgence at the meeting! T'Challa, prepare the evidence of those intruders invading Wakanda. I will have you represent Wakanda and speak at the meeting! Remember, the future of Wakanda is yours!"

"Father! I will do well!" T'Challa looked at the Crown on his Father's head and nodded in response.

Just as King T'Chaka was meeting with the French representative, in the Federation, Washington D.C., inside a safe house.

An Agent belonging to Hydra and also working for S.H.I.E.L.D. pulled open the thick bulletproof steel door of the safe house and welcomed in a sweating, blonde-haired old man.

"Where is the person?"

"Officer, the person is inside!"

The Agent guided Alexander Pierce into the inner room of the safe house.

Inside this safe house with two bedrooms and two living rooms, the front and back doors were filled with armed special security bodyguards! After seeing Alexander Pierce, the special security personnel wearing S.H.I.E.L.D. badges all saluted him! In the innermost bedroom of the safe house, a black person with dreadlocks was tied to an interrogation chair, his mouth fitted with an iron gag to prevent him from biting off his tongue.

Inside the room, two Agents wearing black suits were guarding him closely.

From the level of security, it was clear that these Agents placed great value on him.

"Officer!"

Seeing Alexander enter, the two Agents on duty stood up.

Alexander Pierce nodded at them and looked at the dreadlocked black person in the interrogation chair.

"Muffled sounds" The black person, seeing Alexander Pierce, glared at him with wide, angry eyes, cursing loudly at him.

Unfortunately, with the gag in his mouth, he could only make a series of muffled sounds.

"Officer, this is Erik Killmonger! He graduated from Annapolis University at 19, then earned a Master's degree from MIT, and after joining the Navy SEALs, he was sent to Afghanistan. According to our investigation, he has another identity: he is the nephew of the current King of Wakanda, According to the traditions of Wakanda that we understand, he is eligible to initiate a King's Challenge against the current King, And the victor will become the new King of Wakanda!"

Alexander Pierce looked at the dreadlocked black person glaring with wide, angry eyes before him, his face showing he had found a treasure.

"Immediately arrange for him to be brainwashed. As long as we control Wakanda, we can obtain a uniquely advantageous base! Wakanda's Vibranium technology is enough for us to realize our long-cherished wish since WWII! Hail Hydra!"

"Hail Hydra!"

"Hail Hydra!"

The two Agents wearing S.H.I.E.L.D. badges responded to Alexander Pierce's slogan with excited expressions.

"Muffled sounds——" Erik Killmonger looked at the two fanatical Agents with a face full of despair and anger.

"Baron, I received information that the King of Wakanda is secretly visiting the Federation. This is not good for us! I'm not sure how much intelligence he has on us. The Winter Soldier might have fallen into his hands. I need you to awaken the other Winter Soldiers! We must keep this Old Black Panther in the Federation forever!"

Leaving the safe house, Alexander Pierce, protected by several Agents, got into a black bulletproof car!

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New York Airport, a white plane landed on the reserved runway.

Several black cars were already parked not far from the airport runway. In front of the leading black Mercedes-Benz, Lane stood quietly waiting, dressed in a black tuxedo and wearing white gloves.

After greeting Yuri, Kane led several Paper Soldiers down the aircraft stairs.

These Paper Soldiers, in pairs, carried wooden crates that looked very heavy——

"Looks like you had quite a harvest in East Africa!"

Lane looked at the boxes being carried by the Paper Soldiers and greeted Kane.

"Some Vibranium ore, I presume the Boss will like it!"

Kane motioned for the Paper Soldiers to lift the boxes containing Vibranium ore into the trunks of the cars. Of course, the boxes didn't contain only Vibranium ore. Some raw diamond ore and gold were also among East Africa's special products.

"The Boss is already back! He's waiting for you at the Manor! Let's go!"

Lane opened the car door and got into the driver's seat himself, acting as the Driver.

"Who is the enemy this time? The Bureau for Paranormal Defense? Do you have any information on them?"

Lane started the car, and the line of black cars drove directly away from the airport.

After they left, Yuri, along with two pilots and two private flight attendants, also got off the plane, boarded the shuttle bus, and obediently went to the airport for the security check. Since 9/11, the Federal Government has also strengthened security checks for such private jets arriving from abroad. Originally, Yuri had his own private airport, but considering Kane and the others, they landed at New York Airport for convenience. As for why Kane and the others didn't go through the security check— "The information I compiled is in the storage compartment below!"

Lane understood his older brother very well and knew that the first thing he would ask after getting off the plane would definitely be for information about the enemy. So he had prepared the information in the storage compartment early. Kane opened the storage compartment in the front passenger seat, took out a kraft paper folder, opened it, and pulled out a thick stack of documents, silently flipping through them.

For a moment, there was no other sound in the car except for the rustling of Kane flipping through the information.

"Fire Men, Fish Men, Hell Creatures, and the Dark Races they have under containment. Without using the Paper Soldiers, relying solely on the newcomers from the training camp is not enough!"

He added: "Unless you and Frank join in, or the Boss takes action himself!"

Lane, driving the car, said to Kane: "The Boss's intention is to deal with Alexander Corvinus first for now. His information is in the folder!"

"Alexander Corvinus, that Immortal, the owner of the Progenitor's Perfect Blood!?"

Kane pulled out a few sheets from the documents, looking at the old man on them wearing a black coat, with a white beard and hair.

"His purpose in attacking the Boss and our territory was for those Vampires?!"

"Marcus, the Progenitor Vampire imprisoned in the Hive Laboratory and used as a blood bank, is his son! His purpose in attacking The Hive was for him!"

Lane told Kane about the circumstances of the investigation.

"Currently, we have found two bases of the Bureau for Paranormal Defense in New York, but our people have been monitoring for a long time, Alexander Corvinus is not at either of those two bases!"

Kane turned his head to look at Lane——

Lane saw the doubt in Kane's eyes and offered an explanation:

"I have already put out information. The entire underground forces in New York are looking for him, The Continental Hotel and several other underground intelligence agencies have also put up a bounty. As long as he is still in the Federation, it will take at most two days' time! I will give you his hiding address!"

"Good! These two days I can just happen to train that batch of newcomers from the training camp!"

Kane reread Alexander Corvinus's information, fully understanding the person Alexander Corvinus. This was a habit he had formed while in the Dark Demon Special Forces. Before every mission, he would fully understand the target's information. In order to know himself and know his enemy!

"Why doesn't the Boss use the Paper Soldiers? Why send some rookies!? Give me a Paper Soldier squad, and I can annihilate these two bases of the Bureau for Paranormal Defense in New York!"

After Kane finished reading the information recording Alexander Corvinus and the firepower configuration of the Bureau for Paranormal Defense's bases in New York, he asked Lane! "It was my suggestion to the Boss. Although the Bureau for Paranormal Defense is not within the official structure of the Federal Government, it is a secret agency directly subordinate to the White House. If we take full action against them, there's a high probability it will lead to the Federal Military intervening, which would influence the Boss's current business!"

Lane, concentrating on driving, answered Kane's question: "The Bureau for Paranormal Defense's main observation targets are Anomalous Creatures and Dark Creatures. If they want to manage and observe these Dark Creatures, they cannot bypass The Church! The Boss has already made contact with Vice Judge Vester and the high-level staff of the Bureau for Paranormal Defense! All the evidence indicates that Alexander Corvinus attacked us first. Don't forget, our Boss also has the identity of a Sacred Shield Brotherhood member. The Bureau for Paranormal Defense doesn't want to have a direct conflict with the Sacred Shield Brotherhood, so this matter will ultimately be characterized as a personal grudge!"

"So?" Kane still didn't understand why they weren't allowed to use the Paper Soldiers.

Lane glanced sideways at Kane: "A grand drama of Knight's Revenge will attract a lot of attention. The Paper Soldiers cannot be exposed. Mass-producible Superhumans will attract many covetous gazes and cause trouble for the Boss!"

"I understand!" Kane nodded, looking at the folder in his hand with some regret.

What he regretted were the anomalous beings in the folder that looked very formidable, especially the red-skinned Demon with broken horns on its head. He had killed Vampires, fought Werewolves, slaughtered Trolls and Shapeshifters, but he had never seen what a real Demon looked like.

Looking at its size, it should be very tough! Kane organized the documents and put them back into the kraft paper folder, stuffing it back into the storage compartment in the front passenger seat.

"Where's Frank? Still in Iceland?"

The convoy of black cars drove towards Tang Manor. After Kane finished asking about the mission's circumstances, he began chatting with Lane.

"Yes, they have found that mining area, but the area is quite large, and that Mountain Range is covered by accumulated snow. Finding the passage leading to the Subterranean World's Volcano Crater will take at least ten to fifteen days' time!"

"With Frank's temper, can he stand it?"

Kane knew that Frank, like himself, was fine with fighting and killing, but having him command people to dig and excavate was simply a torture.

"You should know the level of value the Boss places on the Subterranean World. The Boss issued a death order! This time, when Frank heard that the Boss had been attacked and wanted to return from Iceland, he was severely scolded by the Boss!"

The two brothers, Lane and Kane, chatted as the convoy quickly arrived at the entrance of Tang Manor.

"Roar!"

Lane and Kane, leading several Paper Soldiers carrying boxes, had just walked into the Manor when Tang Song was standing by the Artificial Lake, playing with a big cat.

"Roar!"

The White-Browed Fierce Tiger, over three meters long, obediently lay prone in front of Tang Song, letting him stroke its head. When the fierce tiger, with narrowed eyes, heard the movement, it turned its head. Seeing Kane and his subordinate Paper Soldiers, it suddenly stood up and let out a Tiger Roar towards Kane! "Roar!"

Kane immediately stepped forward, unwilling to show weakness, and roared back at the fierce tiger, As a Tiger Roar not inferior to that of a real fierce tiger erupted from Kane's mouth, a roaring white sound wave formed a giant white tiger head in front of Kane, And pounced towards the White-Browed Fierce Tiger.

"Awoo!"

This White-Browed Fierce Tiger, over three meters tall, was startled by the sudden Tiger Roar. It retreated step by step, all the way back behind Tang Song.

"Not bad, not bad! Kane, it seems your White Tiger Transformation cultivation has been quite good during this time!"

Tang Song patted the belly of the White-Browed Fierce Tiger beside him. The Tiger obediently sat down and placed its head under Tang Song's palm.

"You must be tired from your journey, let's go! I've had a feast prepared to welcome you back!"

Tang Song patted the fierce tiger's head. The White-Browed Fierce Tiger obediently walked to the side, but it was very cautious when passing by the edge of the Artificial Lake, not daring to let a drop of water touch its fur. To the side, two bodyguards in black suits had already prepared two buckets of large, raw cuts of bloody beef. The fierce tiger walked between the buckets and immediately began eating with large mouthfuls! A lawn area reserved in the Chinese-style Manor had been arranged as an open-air restaurant.

A team of eight or nine chefs was busy preparing dinner! A Japanese chef was cutting up a several-hundred-pound Tuna with a sharp fish knife, preparing it into Sashimi, Sushi, or steamed and braised dishes, according to the different parts of the fish. He would place some parts suitable for grilling on a tray to the side, and the chef in charge of grilling nearby would make these fish pieces into skewers. The fruitwood charcoal flickered between bright and dim as if breathing. Under the high temperature, a chef flipped the skewers in his hand, observing the heat, and from time to time sprinkled some seasonings like black pepper and chili powder on them. Large beef skewers, lamb skewers, tuna skewers, and meat skewers made from some unknown types of meat were constantly dripping oil on the grill, emitting an aroma that greatly increased one's appetite. Nearby, a Western food chef, after pan-frying the steak, was cutting seasonal fresh vegetables, adding salad ingredients, and beginning to prepare vegetable salads. After several Chinese chefs finished cooking dish after dish, each with Wok Hei and perfect in color, aroma, and taste, some maids in charge of serving dishes covered them with silver covers and served them onto the nearby dining table.

Among the busy team of chefs, several figures were particularly eye-catching. Skye, bringing the two girls Gu Zi Yun and Zheng Duo En, shuttled between the busy open-air kitchen areas. From time to time, they would have a few more skewers, two rolls of Sushi, and Honeyed Eggs steamed from Dinosaur Eggs the size of Ostrich Eggs in their hands! Although Gu Zi Yun and Zheng Duo En had undergone Brain Modification, their sense of taste was not affected. Soon, like Skye, they were eating heartily, their mouths dripping with oil.

Kane had just walked over with Tang Song when his gaze was attracted by a Roast Camel on the giant grill! The camel, roasted until golden brown on the grill, was constantly dripping golden oil.

"Time is a bit tight. According to the proper Arabian method, this whole Roast Camel should be roasted for three days and two nights. I had them roast it in the oven for seven or eight hours first before putting it on the grill. Try it in a bit and see how it tastes!"

Today is Sunday, went back to my Hometown, ate noodles with a childhood friend, got delayed, only five thousand words

(end of chapter)