"It seems you've calmed down."
The dark gold eyes of Bast, the Panther Goddess, revealed a nobility—a divine nobility—along with a hint of curious scrutiny.
"May I ask why the Panther Goddess has sought me out?"
Although the Panther Goddess before him showed no hostility, Xia Yu did not dare to be presumptuous; he did not yet possess the power to kill a god.
"No need to be nervous."
Bast withdrew her scrutinizing gaze, allowing Xia Yu to breathe a quiet sigh of relief. His powerful mental strength made him more sensitive than most to divine pressure, even if it was emitted unintentionally.
"Actually, your actions are already equivalent to making an enemy of Wakanda..."
"!"
"However, that is not the reason I sought you out."
"..."
Don't pause for breath like that, hey!
"Then may I ask..." Seeing that the Panther Goddess wasn't there to cause trouble, Xia Yu relaxed and asked tentatively, "What guidance does the Goddess have for me?"
"I wouldn't call it guidance." Bast didn't turn to look at Xia Yu, but instead cast her gaze down at the desolate land below.
On the ground, scenes were depicted using vibranium sand, showing the gradual establishment of Wakanda, featuring both primitive and modern warfare.
Xia Yu also noticed the vibranium sand, but he was thinking about how much all that vibranium sand was worth, since one gram of vibranium was roughly equal to two hundred grams of gold.
Just as Xia Yu was getting bored enough to start counting the vibranium sand grains beneath his feet, the Panther Goddess Bast suddenly spoke: "Alright, you may leave."
"???"
Wait, you pulled me all the way here just to say a few words? Or is this a warning?
"This is not a warning; it is simply that a powerful sorcerer told me a few things."
"..."
Mind reading, huh? I █████████.
Before Xia Yu could continue thinking about ██ things, his consciousness was pulled from that space. When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the Royal Council Chamber.
"..."
What a load of crap. A dignified deity actually acting cool in front of a commoner like him.
Xia Yu sighed. It seemed he couldn't plot against Wakanda anymore. Even if the Panther Goddess didn't care about the act itself, he had to give the deity some face.
After all, the goddess herself had appeared in person to warn him.
Xia Yu shook his head, planning to leave. Since Wakanda was out, he could just go find Hank Pym. That guy's pym particles were strictly products of science; he didn't believe those could have anything to do with gods.
But just as he turned around, a clawed hand suddenly slapped onto his shoulder, stopping him from leaving.
"Look, I'm already planning to leave. What else do you want?"
Xia Yu casually brushed off TChaka's hand and turned around helplessly to ask.
Even though he had planned to enslave TChaka and the other high-ranking officials to control Wakanda, he knew he was a good person.
TChaka didn't answer Xia Yu. Instead, he tapped his chest, and the black panther suit covering his body instantly retracted into a necklace, revealing TChaka's aggrieved black face.
If it were a beautiful girl with an aggrieved face, it would certainly be a pleasant sight, but seeing it on TChaka's old face, Xia Yu could only feel a wave of revulsion.
"Ugh~ What do you want, old man? Do you have some kind of M-attribute? Get away from me."
Hearing the sheer disgust in Xia Yu's voice, TChaka almost couldn't catch his breath. If he weren't unable to beat the guy, he would definitely... definitely be able to do nothing at all.
Recalling the instructions the Panther Goddess had given him, TChaka sighed deeply. What a mess.
Taking off his black panther suit necklace, TChaka threw it fiercely at Xia Yu. Xia Yu caught the necklace in stride. Looking at the primitive-style necklace, Xia Yu raised an eyebrow and looked at TChaka curiously.
This old guy couldn't have actually developed feelings for him, right?
Although Xia Yu didn't say anything, TChaka could see the meaning in his strange gaze, which made TChaka fume with frustration again.
To prevent himself from being angered to death, TChaka explained: "This is the Panther Goddess's wish. You'd better be grateful, you brat!"
Having finished, TChaka didn't wait for Xia Yu's reaction and stormed out the door. He wasn't afraid of any ambush; the Panther Goddess had already told him that from start to finish, only Xia Yu had invaded Wakanda.
Moreover, no one had been injured during this invasion. Therefore, while TChaka didn't understand the Panther Goddess's reasoning, he didn't harbor a particular hatred for Xia Yu. If the guy weren't so annoying, he might have even sat down to have a proper talk.
As for now? Talk? Talk my foot. It was only his good upbringing that kept him from swearing.
After TChaka left, Xia Yu curiously examined the necklace in his hand. The Panther Goddess's wish? What did she mean? She didn't even speak clearly; she deserves to be blown up.
However, Xia Yu wasn't completely in the dark, because the Panther Goddess had mentioned that a powerful sorcerer had told her some things.
A sorcerer that even the Panther Goddess considered powerful... there seemed to be only one.
"That's right, it's me."
I just don't know if that person is bal... "?"
Did he just hear a voice?
Xia Yu turned his head and saw a white-bearded old man staring at him, less than half a meter away.
"..."
Holy crap!!!
Xia Yu shuddered all over, nearly dropping the necklace. If not for his strong will, he would have screamed out loud just now.
"That was indeed a loud scream; you almost deafened my ears."
The white-bearded old man looked at Xia Yu with a face full of disdain, even making an exaggerated show of picking his ear with his pinky before blowing towards Xia Yu.
"..."
Damn, so this is... *cough cough*.
So this is a big shot. Indeed, hale and hearty, spirited, youthful despite the white hair; even picking his ears reveals an air of immortal grace that makes one involuntarily admire him.
"Continue."
"..."
Looking at the white-bearded old man who was likely the Ancient One, Xia Yu was conflicted. This script wasn't right. Where was the bald woman? Why was it a Chinese old man?
Damn! He almost forgot. This world wasn't the marvel Cinematic Universe; it was a mixed world. So a white-bearded old man Ancient One was possible.
"Why have you stopped?"
The white-bearded old man stroked his beard and glanced at Xia Yu. Xia Yu gave a sheepish smile: "How could a few lines of text possibly describe your elegance, sir? I don't think so. Your charm is already beyond the description of words; I can no longer imagine what kind of words could describe your grace."
"Mm, continue."
"..."
That's enough! Playing the same joke too many times isn't funny!
Fortunately, the white-bearded old man was only teasing Xia Yu. Seeing Xia Yu fall silent, he spoke calmly: "I am called the Ancient One. Thanks to the respect of my peers, I am honored with the title of Sorcerer Supreme."
Hearing this, Xia Yu wasn't very surprised. After all, he had already guessed the white-bearded old man's identity; now it was just confirmed.
The Ancient One reached out and patted Xia Yu's shoulder, saying: "Young man, you are quite good. Are you interested in becoming the Sorcerer Supreme?"
"!"
What do you mean? Me? You want me to be the Sorcerer Supreme?
Before Xia Yu could react, the Ancient One waved his hand, and both their figures vanished instantly. The next moment, Xia Yu arrived inside a temple.
Though called a temple, the space inside was ridiculously large. An outdoor plaza alone was so vast the end couldn't be seen, and there were many sorcerers in monk robes practicing teleportation magic on the plaza.
After all, those scenes that looked like electric welding were truly hard to ignore.