Shadow of the Beautiful World

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While Merlin and Queen Lamonda were talking, another conversation was taking place in the palace of Wakanda.

Wakanda is a feudal country, but the development of science and technology has brought a lot of different scenes to the country and the traditional feudal country. At the entrance of the Black Panther's palace, there is a lively statue of the Black Panther. It is a beast image with a roaring sky and the whole is very powerful. The Black Panther's head is shaped perfectly, making it almost free from the beast The cruelty shows a domineering similar to the king of beasts.

But the most surprising thing is that this sculpture is made of pure Zhenjin.

luxury...

Very luxurious.

In recent years, the price of one gram of Zhenjin has soared to more than 10,000 US dollars in major black markets in the world. According to this price, the price of this black panther statue has exceeded hundreds of millions of dollars.

And this is just one of several sculptures in the Wakanda Palace.

Around the throne room on the top floor of the palace, there are also four smaller, black panther sculptures, and those made of metal decorations, most of which are purely gold.

This made Eric, who walked into the palace with Techara, feel shocked, but also very regrettable.

As an engineer, Eric has studied Zhenjin, and he also has samples. He knows that this special metal is very hard, arguably one of the hardest objects in the world, and has the ability to store and conduct energy. Features, but it also has disadvantages.

In the absence of Wakanda’s unique storage technology, the vibration gold can only be converted into a liquid at extremely high temperatures, and this metal is formed by one-time quenching. The structure was destroyed, which resulted in a greatly reduced solidity.

That is to say, these vibrating golds shaped as sculptures can no longer be used for other purposes. They can only be used as a symbol of the power of the imperial dynasty, and they have no other use than shocking people.

"It's too wasteful."

After seeing the four sculptures in the Throne Room, Eric finally couldn't help but vomit his cousin:

"Although I know that Wakanda is rich in Zhenjin, I think even for you, Zhenjin is a very valuable strategic material. Is it really suitable to be used for this purpose?"

"These sculptures were not made by my father, Eric."

Techara seemed to have a lot of rhetoric about this issue. He looked at the statues and he sighed:

"These sculptures existed hundreds of years ago. You have to understand that the world environment at that time was relatively foolish. At that time, Wakanda's special effects brought by vibrating gold had entered the electrical age in advance. Their ancestors treated other civilizations as if they were barbarians. They believed that Wakanda was the world’s first, and that it must have a symbol consistent with Wakanda’s status."

"These sculptures were made at that time, when the rulers of Wakanda thought Zhenjin was a gift from the world to us, and they were inexhaustible. Unfortunately, my father had just succeeded At that time, he conducted a large-scale exploration of the Zhenjin Mine underground in Wakanda. The Zhenjin buried under this land is not unlimited."

The prince of Wakanda whispered:

"Since then, the Kingdom's use of Zhenjin has shifted from a lavish extreme to a careful calculation, similar to such luxury and stupid waste, it has never appeared again."

"Wakanda's Zhenjin resources are drying up?"

Eric said:

"This is really not good news."

"exhausted?"

Techara looked back at Eric and smiled and said:

"No, it hasn't reached that level. At the current rate of excavation, Vakanda's Zhenjin resources will be exhausted in hundreds of years. If the new resource bill is passed, this time will be extended again."

"We are now looking for the minerals associated with Zhenjin as a way to ease the Kingdom’s dependence on Zhenjin... I personally think that the strength of Wakanda started from Zhenjin, but the long-term prosperity cannot always rely on On top of Zhenjin, we must find a force that can continue to support Wakanda's telling progress after Zhenjin is exhausted.

"Well, you are a wise man."

Eric nodded and said:

"It will definitely become a wise ruler in the future. In fact, in my opinion, there is no dilemma for Wakanda. With your technological level, as long as you are in contact with the outside world, you can make Wakkan only by dumping high-tech goods Da’s wealth and social status are rapidly improving... The whole world is a huge market. Who doesn’t like high-tech stuff?"

"This is very difficult."

Techara nodded, and he said to Eric with a serious face:

"You have just returned to Wakanda, my brother, you do not understand the form of Wakanda domestically... People of insight have always existed, but unfortunately their opinions have never become mainstream."

"The mainstream thinking is that it is independent of the world, so that Wakanda can exist for a long time. This is an order that has existed for thousands of years. Eric, if you want to change it, you can’t do it overnight. ."

The prince glanced at the grandstand in the throne room and said:

"Don't talk about this, let's go, Eric, my father is waiting for us."

The two young men walked up to the second floor of the Throne Hall, in front of the grandstand in front of them, a white-haired man wearing a Varkanda robe was standing there.

Compared with 10 years ago, His Majesty the Black Panther is too old.

He used to be as sturdy as a real black panther, and he could no longer fight as before.

But this is not because of the weakness caused by the passage of time. It is more psychological pressure. As Queen Lamonda said, there is always a ghost in the heart of His Majesty the Black Panther.

"Father, I am back."

Techara stood behind his father and said softly:

"I brought back Uncle Nchob's son."

"Ok."

Black Panther Techaka nodded. He looked at his kingdom from above his throne, like a late ruler. He turned around, holding a scepter representing the king's power at the top of the scepter. , Is a leopard skull carved by black vibration gold.

He didn't look at his son, but at Eric. There was some kind of light shining in his eyes, a kind of nostalgia, with a light of relief and relief.

"You and your father are like you, Eric."

His Majesty Techaka said softly:

"When I saw you, I couldn't help but think of the time when I and Nchob were young. We are brothers. We also walked on the land of Wakanda like you and Techara to discuss the country's future."

"You should call my uncle."

Facing the welcome of Tchaca, Eric leaned slightly, he said:

"Hello, Your Majesty...Uncle."

"Ah, very good."

There was a smile on Techaca's wrinkled face. He waved his hand and motioned for Eric to sit in the chair beside him. He turned his head and said to his son:

"Techara, my son, Eric and I have something to talk about, can you leave first?"

"No, father."

His Royal Highness Prince Wakanda said a bit stubbornly:

"I want to get an answer, why did you want to leave Eric alone outside Wakanda, he also has Wakanda blood, he should be brought back to our country, and he should be treated as he should Instead of being displaced away from home...you made a terrible mistake, you abandoned our loved ones, I must know the answer."

"That was a mistake, Techara, I have been troubled by this mistake for years."

Black Panther was not angry because of his son's stubbornness. He sighed and shook his head. He sat on the sofa with his scepter in his hands. He said to Eric in front of him, and Techara beside him:

"Our country has been in turmoil since its birth. The turmoil I am talking about does not mean society and order, but the thinking in people's hearts."

"Some people are eager to step out of this land and into a wider world."

"Others think that this land has sheltered us and will shelter us forever. We should not leave the cradle of Wakanda. We should stay here and live our own lives."

Black Panther glanced at Eric and then at his son, he said:

"Can you tell me what kind of thinking is correct?"

No one answered.

Eric thinks he is an outsider. He was well-educated by Merlin. He doesn't want to make his own remarks about such matters that matter to the country. Techara is still very young, he has his own thinking about this problem, but he also knows that his father is not seeking an answer.

So he also kept silent.

"Me and Nchob are representatives of these two kinds of thinking."

Her Majesty Tchaca closed her eyes and whispered:

"I think the order established by the ancestors is correct, and Njob is eager to see a more inclusive and free Wakanda. But this confrontation of thinking has not destroyed the brotherhood between us, even if it is the face The temptation to power...I once thought that this throne should belong to Njob, he is always smarter than me and can lead people."

"But when I entered the Presbyterian Church and wanted to give up inheritance, I found that Nchob took a step earlier than usual."

"He gave up his right to inheritance, he broke off with those who wanted to support him on the throne, and then chose the cruelest self-exile, all of this because he did not want to see the throne stained, and did not want to see brothers. Disabled."

"Although he left, we are brothers, and we kept in touch until he and the hateful Crowe united and stole a batch of Zhenjin from the country's warehouse..."

Techaka took a deep breath. He opened his eyes and looked at Eric. He said:

"You know, your father, a really good person, why did he do this?"

Faced with the gaze of His Majesty Tchaca, Eric nodded.

He said calmly:

"Once I couldn't understand it, but after I arrived in Wakanda, I knew the reason."

Eric turned his head to look out the window, looking at the bustling city, he said:

"My father was born in a great country. There is no oppression, no discrimination, no hardship, no chaos. He left here and entered the outside world. He wandered all the way to Auckland, where he met my mother."

"I haven't seen my mother, but in my father's diary, I know that it was a very gentle and very kind girl who grew up in the black neighborhood of Auckland, where is a slum... my parents' feelings Very good. My father once made up his mind to conceal his past and spend his life with his mother as an ordinary person."

Eric closed his eyes in pain, he said:

"Until my mother died in an accidental gun battle, the black gangs in the Auckland neighborhood grabbed the ground and involved my mother in it. She was just buying some food for her husband and her newborn son..."

"This incident made his father very painful. He thought he had not protected his wife, but he also saw the factors behind this confusion."

"It was a world incompatible with Wakanda, a world full of malice, full of discrimination and inequality, those darkness that breeds crime and leads to the death of my mother."

"The reason why my father and Crowe teamed up to steal Zhenjin is not for pure revenge. He hopes to show a new power to those who are oppressed."

Eric opened his eyes and looked at the old king in front of him. He said:

"He wants to let those who can’t see hope know that in this world, there is a black country that is more advanced than white countries... He wants to let them know that all the contempt from the upper levels, all discrimination from the people, It’s just a bad joke."

"Those people... this world has never been determined by skin color and ethnicity!"

Eric shook his head, he said:

"My father, as you said, is a somewhat simple idealist, he is really silly and cute."

"This is Njob."

Techaca told Eric:

"This is your father, this is my brother, he is such a person..."

"People like Nchob are not uncommon in the history of Wakanda. As early as when the black slaves were trafficked, they wanted to intervene to stop those evil behaviors, and led by them, activities near East Africa The black slave traders were wiped out overnight, but within a few years, the evil trade began to continue, which was the first time they were defeated."

"Our citizens believe that they are very strong, but in reality, relying on Wakanda closely cannot change the general trend of the world. This is the case in the past, and it will be the same in the future."

"And Nchob, he knows this truth, but he still chooses the latter between his own country and his suffering compatriots. He violated the laws of Wakanda. He should be tried, but he does not Will die...I will not let him die."

"Unfortunately... the fate makes people, I failed to save him from the mob, that is the regret of my life. And you, Eric, Nchob's death will inevitably cause a storm in Wakanda , I can’t take you back to this country, I fear that those who desire to open the door of the country will use you as a new symbol...

The old black panther's tone was heavy, he said:

"Sorry, Eric, for my country, I can only do that. But as Techara said, it was wrong at that time... that made me very painful. I long for atonement, Eric, if you Willing...I can give you the power of Nchob's blood, and you can compete with my son Techara for the next Black Panther throne."

Techaca looked at Eric in front of him, and he said firmly:

"You are the prince of Wakanda...born by nature! No one can deny this!"

This sentence made Eric and Techara stunned at the same time. They did not expect that things would develop to this point.

After the film, Eric looked up, he looked at the old king, he asked softly:

"Actually, my father begged you to stay with me, right? Uncle."

The old black panther was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"I knew it."

Eric smiled softly. There was no regret in his eyes. He stood up and said to the black panther and the prince in front of him:

"When I was young, my father often recited verses."

"He said I was a beautiful bird, and every feather shines with a breath of freedom. I can't be kept in a cage."

He turned to look at the capital of Wakanda outside the window, and he said with relief:

"This is an exquisite bird cage. My father wanted me to come back and meet my hometown, but he didn't want me to stay here."

"There are people waiting for me outside, a girl who is as kind and gentle as my mother, and a brother who takes care of me as a father, and some younger sisters who I am not familiar with, but have lived in my house, I Can't just leave them."

"I'm leaving, uncle, and Techara."

"I don't belong here..."

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