Marvel Comics Devouring the God Genes

When T'Challa began to restore the heart-shaped grass to Super Ability, Ino had already returned to his base.

The umbrella company has already become the world's number one R&D company. This is not only the number one in the medical industry, but the umbrella company's total assets and the wealth it has accumulated have also steadily become the number one in the world.

No. 1 in all kinds of things, No. 1 in the world, No. 1 in annual income, the first choice for ordinary people who want to go to work, the company that ordinary people are most willing to believe in, the company that everyone can't live without, the standing supplies in life are absolutely The indispensable first choice and so on.

Ino lost interest after sitting in his office for a few glances. He just needs to hear from Gaea that their company hasn't had any accidents.

After all, the umbrella nowadays is just a tool for him to gather intelligence, and the money on his personal bank card is just a string of numbers.

All of these make Ino's life boring. Because of the Reality Gem, the Vibranium that I wanted very much has been realized infinitely. You can realize as many as you want.

Now that everything he wants has been achieved, his life can only continue like this.

After Gaea came to Ino's side, her gaze was staring at him. This behavior is her favorite thing to do.

"Don't you see enough?"

Ino has long been accustomed to being stared at by a beautiful girl, even if the other person stares at him shiningly, he is not afraid.

He had already begun to bear such gazes when he had just crossed into this world before. He pulled Gaea into his arms and was able to find that the body temperature of the lovely Gaea began to rise rapidly.

Ino smiled triumphantly, he didn't want to start directly in broad daylight. "What about Eric? What is he doing now?"

Gaea closed her eyes, and then began to talk about the other person's situation. "Eric has stolen the Vibranium in the Eagle Country Private Museum not long ago, and then began to carry on a large amount of various supplies, Ulysses Scrawl is very close to each other."

Ino nodded. He doesn't need too much interference in the growth of every hero, just let the flow go. Now he has changed a part of the situation of the watchmen, and then caused an unprecedented change to the world.

Maybe the birth of superhero will also cause good or bad changes, if in the end there is really no way for him to remedy it, it will not be too late.

T'Challa lay in the sandpit and drank the heart-shaped grass juice provided by Zuli. The taste of this grass juice is not good, but it can make people who drink this herb become extremely powerful.

He closed his eyes after drinking the grass juice, and the purple luminous energy spread along his throat to all parts of his body. The surface of his body also appeared gray-black blood vessels.

Those are capillaries that begin to carry energy under the energy of the heart-shaped grass, which is not originally a bad thing. After all, if the energy of the heart-shaped grass is to be fully activated, it must be walked through the whole body of T'Challa. In the process of walking again, every capillary blood vessel, every artery meridian, skeletal organ cells will be affected by the heart-shaped grass. The moisturizing, strengthening.

This is a comprehensive strengthening, not only strengthening one's defensive Ability, but strengthening everything in all directions.

T'Challa will regain that supernatural power. He will become faster than a cheetah, stronger than a cow, and farther than an eagle can see. His speed, strength, endurance, reaction, etc. will be strengthened in all aspects.

The people around began to cover T'Challa's body with sand with shovel in their hands, and T'Challa had already entered the dreamland.

T'Challa quickly passed through his important memories in the dream, and then the whole dream became the prairie of Feizhou, and there were some black cheetahs on the big trees in the distance.

The sky was dark, and these Black Panther's eyes were shining in the night. They did not yell at T'Challa but still had amazing power, as if they were born kings.

Born to be proud of the crowd.

One of them, Black Panther, jumped from the tree and turned into a gray-haired old man in front of T'Challa.

T'Challa knew that this man was his grandfather, who had passed away when he was just over a dozen years old.

"Grandpa." Seeing his dead relatives, T'Challa was filled with emotion. He had a lot to say in his mind, but he didn't know how to say it when he saw it.

"What's the matter, kid?"

"I'm not ready yet. I don't know if I can lead Wakanda's people to live better and better in the future, save Wakanda's people from war, and make them more and more happy."

If Wakanda wants to live happily and steadily forever, there is only one way to let their technological level crush the earth's civilization forever.

Definitely will not take the initiative to plunder when they see some great inventions by foreigners. Only when their force far exceeds that of the people on earth, those people will not start wars to plunder even if they are greedy.

Or have friendly exchanges with various countries, openly sell part of their own technology, and exchange scientific research technology with others.

These two external strategies have certain theoretical support. He doesn't know which decision is truly correct. After all, no matter how you do it, there will be risks.

"But aren't you preparing to become a king in your 987th life? Haven't you been trained or studied when you were by my side?"

"I don't mean that, I am not ready to lose you yet."

The old man smiled and found that T'Challa had grown up. The other party became handsome and tall, with a dignified appearance. This is a potential stock with kingly qualifications, even a young king, but it is definitely not the faint king who put a country into extinction.

"A man who didn't prepare his child for death is not a good grandpa. Have I ever let you down?"

T'Challa shook her head, "Tell me how can I better protect Wakanda? I want to be a great king. Just like you."

"You will struggle, so you have to have people you trust around you. You are a good person with a kind heart, and a good person is hard to be king.

T'Challa came out of the dream, he struggled to get out of the sandpit. The memory of the dream just now is still fresh. This is the dream obtained through the heart-shaped grass, and the memory obtained there is difficult to dissipate.

He started to think of a way to keep Roar sucking, he just stopped sucking Roar in the bunker for a long time. At this time, the most important thing is not anything else, but to let this hypoxic body quickly replenish oxygen.

T'Challa has a smile on her face. "I think I understand, I will become a good king."

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