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Chapter 101 Return (12)

Zack can't wake up...

Rayne wanted to tell Hulu this fact, her lips moved, but in the end she gave up.

"M'Baku and Zack died for their ideals." Robert commented.

He did not feel as sad as Rayne and T'Challa. In his opinion, M'Baku and Zack chose to "commit suicide" because they could not complete their careers. Maybe it was also a good idea for them.

destination.

Leanne said calmly: "The disaster seems to have stopped."

T'Challa opened his mouth: "Then what should we do now?"

"Aren't you the king of the Kingdom of Wakanda?" Renne said coldly.

Robert watched quietly as Rayne and T'Challa had a conflict.

In the past, Rayne would not have been so cold-blooded towards T'Challa.

He found that there was something wrong with Lane's current state.

Hostility, the actual hostility in Rayne.

T'Challa frowned: "But this is my first time dealing with this kind of matter..."

"Then let me do it next." Rayne glanced at T'Challa and went to arrange the personnel.

As for Rayne's attitude, T'Challa was quite helpless. This was not because T'Challa was incompetent, but because Rayne could strike up a conversation with Robert.

T'Challa always stayed away from Robert because he subconsciously felt that Robert was not a good partner.

Think about it, why does a powerful mysterious man come all the way to Wakanda?

I'm afraid this man is no different from those one-armed generals and the like.

But now is the time when we need the help of Robert, a big boss. For the future of the tribe, T'Challa can only acquiesce to the discussion between Rayne and Robert.

"You said you wanted to bring all the people from the Wakanda tribe to the Ark base?"

"Yes, this place is no longer suitable for living. We can only find another place." Rayne said with a bitter smile.

Robert thought about it, he hesitated for a moment with a struggling expression, and finally relaxed his facial muscles: "Yes, I promise you, I will help you bring all the people to a safe place, but I also need you to help me with something.

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"What's going on?" Leanne already expected it.

"Vibranium, I need a lot of vibranium." Robert said bluntly.

He not only needs vibranium to transform the Ark base, but also needs vibranium to build mechanical weapons. Only in this way can they gain a foothold in the Inmet Federation.

If they were still holding conventional weapons like the AK 47 from the last century like those ordinary warlords, they would probably die miserably.

Rayne agreed to Robert's deal terms.

Vibranium, in the past, was indeed a symbol of the tribe, passed down like a family heirloom.

But now they are facing a disaster, and even their homeland will be completely swallowed up by the disaster. It is only a matter of time before vibranium is included in the "disaster".

In this case, it is not unacceptable for Robert to want vibranium.

Rayne is not T'Challa's type of person who is stuck in tradition, she cares more about the actual interests of the tribe's people.

In this regard, Renne's father, Lautrand, also had the same idea. He took a sip of strong wine and said with a serious expression: "Leave the matter of digging vibranium to me, and you will be responsible for taking care of those things."

The tribesmen scattered all over the place gathered together."

So under the arrangement of Renne and Lotram, the relocation plan of the Kingdom of Wakanda began.

Although the Kingdom of Wakanda is called a kingdom, in fact, the way they manage the kingdom is still relatively primitive tribal management, with elders regulating the order of each tribe, and the king only plays a decision-making role in the general direction.

This means that Rayne only needs to find those white-haired elders and form a team.

"Is this really possible?" An elder obviously didn't trust Rayne.

After all, they want to go to a base that can take off. In that kind of environment thousands of miles high, then doesn't the life and death of members of the tribe depend on the other's thoughts?

"I'm afraid we don't have much choice." Another respected elder said.

They looked at each other and finally agreed to Lane's plan, the only one that could be adopted.

If they don't do this, are they required to find a piece of land in this desert continent to rebuild their homes?

I'm afraid that before their homeland can be rebuilt, that inexplicable "disaster" will befall them again.

Instead of doing this, it is better to follow them to the Inmet Federation. As for how to survive on the other side of the sea, that is something that needs to be considered at that time.

On this side, the elders were working hard to organize men, women and children. On the other side, Lotran and a large group of young men were working overtime to transport truckloads of vibranium to the Ark base.

Because the Kingdom of Wakanda often mines vibranium for research into various technologies, they are quite familiar with the mining of vibranium.



Seeing that the carloads of vibranium had been transported to the open space of the base, Robert smiled with satisfaction. Now that they arrived in Inmet, Doctor Octopus could start researching vibranium weapons.

"I've handed over all the information about vibranium weapons to you." Rayne's face was complicated. She could now say that she had put everything in the Kingdom of Wakanda on this gambling table. If Robert's ship sank,

, they don't even want to live.

"Well, I will never forget the promise I made to you." Robert patted Rayne on the shoulder.

Then, he looked at Natasha and said, "We can start setting off. The destination is Alberta."



One month later.

Alberta District.

The cold wind filled the streets and alleys of this industrial city.

Even on this dark cloud-covered night, many drunken pedestrians with red faces could still be seen on the road. They were leaning on the wall and staggering forward.

In this city full of dust and rust, it seems that only alcohol can dispel the white snow slowly falling in the air.

"Uh uh, sorry... sorry... ugh..." At this moment, the drunk man seemed to have hit a wall.

It turned out not to be the case... He took a closer look and saw that it was not a wall, but a tall man.

Tsk, what’s so great about it, it’s not just a part-time job...

Although the drunkard thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to offend the majestic young man in front of him. If the other party got angry and beat him up, it would be a big expense. He didn't expect the other party to keep it for him.

Medical expenses.

"It's okay, can I ask something? Where is the Bear Tavern?" the young man suddenly said.

"The Bear Tavern, I just came out of there, right...at the end of this street...burp!"

Ignoring the drunken man's swaying body, this young man, yes, that was Robert, walked straight towards the Bear Bar.


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