You’ve All Been Kidnapped! (Please Read On, Please Bookmark)

"Why? Why did that Superman kidnap my daughter?"

Hearing that his daughter had been kidnapped, T’Chaka was overcome with anxiety. He wished he could mobilize all of Wakanda’s armed forces immediately.

He wanted to find Superman and take his daughter back from him.

However, as the king who ruled all of Wakanda, he knew that some decisions could not be made so impulsively.

If he gathered Wakanda’s armed forces now, it would undoubtedly mean choosing to go to war with that mysterious Superman.

The consequences were not something he could accept, nor something Wakanda could withstand.

After all, they prided themselves on their advanced technology and formidable strength, yet the protective shield no nation could breach had not even lasted a few seconds in that man’s hands.

"Father, what exactly happened? Why were we attacked?"

Just as T’Chaka had accepted the fact that his daughter had been kidnapped and was pondering how to resolve the situation,

his son, T’Challa, received news of Wakanda’s invasion and hurried to the palace.

"Prince T’Challa, please do not worry. His Majesty is thinking of a solution. He will certainly rescue Princess Shuri!"

"What? My sister was kidnapped?"

T’Challa had originally only known that Wakanda had been invaded. Only now did he learn that his sister had actually been kidnapped.

"Father, who kidnapped my sister?"

Although Shuri was only T’Challa’s half-sister, they were very close.

Upon learning that his sister had been kidnapped, T’Challa instantly became incomparably agitated.

"I’ll gather the royal guard right now and personally bring my sister back."

The next moment, he turned and prepared to leave.

"Fool! Sit down."

Just as T’Challa was about to leave the palace, the old king T’Chaka, who had remained silent all this time, finally spoke.

"But… Father?"

At this point, T’Challa was not yet the qualified king of Wakanda he would become years later. His youthful temperament contained more recklessness and impulsiveness.

"Enough. This matter requires careful consideration."

The old king stepped down from his throne, slowly walked over to T’Challa, and patted him on the shoulder.

Then he took the lead and walked out of the palace.

"We have never provoked that Superman, yet he suddenly broke into Wakanda and took your sister. There must be a reason we do not know."

Outside the palace, the old king looked at the huge hole torn through the protective shield in the sky as it slowly repaired itself. His expression grew even more solemn.

"Moreover, I believe he will return and make his demands of us."

The wise old king had already guessed why Superman had kidnapped his daughter.

"Father, you mean…?"

T’Challa, following behind the old king, immediately understood.

Looking at the futuristic cityscape brimming with technology,

he instantly realized what had created everything Wakanda possessed today.

"It is nothing more than some Vibranium. Since Mr. Superman likes it, what is the harm in giving him some if it can restore peace to Wakanda?"

Making this decision seemed to age the old king considerably.

"But, Father, what if he is not satisfied?"

T’Challa feared that the other party would not be content with that.

"Then he will learn that Wakanda’s warriors fear nothing!"

At that moment, the old king’s gaze was incomparably resolute. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, like a leopard staring at its prey.

Yet in an instant, the old king’s fierce aura vanished without a trace.

"However, Wakanda never fights an unprepared battle."

Gazing at the half moon hanging in the sky, the old king seemed to be recalling something.

Suddenly, the old king turned and said to T’Challa behind him, "My child, I have a task for you."

"But before that, you must first receive the blessing of the Panther God…"

Inside an Ice Cave in the Antarctic, more than a dozen people had appeared.

There were men and women, old and young.

Without exception, all of them had been forcibly brought here by Peter.

Some had been sleeping in bed one moment, only to wake up here the next.

Others had been conducting experiments in a laboratory, yet Peter had brought them here as well.

Fortunately, the Ice Cave Peter had chosen was large enough. Otherwise, it truly could not have held so many people.

However, since this place was in the Antarctic, the temperature remained below freezing year-round.

Some of them had not been wearing much when they were brought here, and some even liked to sleep naked…

Of course, Peter was not that inhumane. Those wearing nothing had been given clothes before being brought here.

At that moment, they were huddled around the only bonfire in the Ice Cave for warmth while getting acquainted with one another.

"So, why exactly did that guy calling himself Superman bring us here?"

A girl with a lovely Asian face, dressed in thin clothing, stretched her hands toward the fire to absorb its warmth as she slowly asked the question.

"Ahem, beautiful lady, allow me to answer that question for you."

Faced with a beautiful woman, Tony’s playboy nature seemed impossible to conceal once more.

After clearing his throat and drawing everyone’s attention, Tony finally stood up, looked down at everyone, and slowly said, "That guy brought us here to help him create…"

Just as Tony was about to put on a flamboyant speech for the crowd,

a sharp whooshing sound suddenly cut through the air, interrupting him.

Everyone could not help turning around, only to see that two more figures had appeared in the Ice Cave.

"This guy doesn’t even spare children? She’s just a teenage girl."

Looking at Princess Shuri of Wakanda, who was vomiting violently, Tony could not understand why Superman had kidnapped her.

After all, in Tony’s eyes, she was merely a teenage girl. She was completely incomparable to scientists like them, who were already adults, with some even being old men.

Peter did not land on the ground. Instead, he floated in the air, his stern and icy gaze slowly sweeping across the people before him.

"The smartest Earthling in this universe, the leader of the Fantastic Four, Mister Fantastic, Reed Richards."

"The creator of the Regeneration Cradle, Korean scientist Dr. Helen Cho."

"Dr. Erik Selvig, proficient in astronomy and energy science."

"And lastly, Princess Shuri of Wakanda, who holds absolute authority over Vibranium technology."

Peter’s gaze passed over the crowd as he slowly spoke their names.

As for the other dozen or so people, although they were not famous, they were all well-known researchers in this world.

After all, completing his Nano-Suit and Fortress of Solitude required more than just a few geniuses with exceptional intelligence.

The necessary assistants were indispensable as well.

"Without a doubt, you are all the most outstanding genius scientists in your respective fields."

"But now…"

Suddenly, Peter paused. His eyes instantly began to glow red.

Sizzle!

Two beams of Heat Vision instantly swept in a circle around everyone. The scorching heat left a glowing red circular mark on the ground, enclosing them all within it.

"Oh my god!"

"No!"

A few people nearly had their bodies struck by the searing Heat Vision. Fortunately, they stepped back in time and avoided being cut apart.

"These timid guys."

Tony, who had seen everything, showed no sign of panic at all, completely forgetting how he had looked when he was first kidnapped.

Stopping the Heat Vision, Peter looked at the crowd with eyes still glowing a dangerous red and slowly continued.

"Unfortunately, you’ve all been kidnapped!"

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