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"Prince T'Challa, your strength has grown even greater."
With T'Challa's help, Okoye rose to her feet. She was genuinely happy for him.
Clap—clap—clap…
"Yes, my son. You make me incredibly proud!"
Amid the applause, the old king T'Chaka suddenly appeared beside them without anyone noticing. He praised T'Challa with a satisfied expression.
"Now that you have fully mastered the power of the Black Panther, it seems the time has come to entrust this mission to you."
The old king looked deeply at his son, then slowly raised the device on his wrist, projecting a holographic image.
"That is… the moon that was attacked by Superman? Do you want me to gather intelligence on him?"
"No. Your destination is the far side of the moon—a place no human has ever set foot on."
T'Chaka slowly rotated the lunar projection, revealing a scene that had never been shown to anyone before.
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Chapter 35: A New Discovery in the Arctic(Please continue reading and add to your bookmarks)
"Shocking! Osborn Industries' genetic laboratory raided. Its director, Professor Curt Connors, is now under strict police surveillance. Reports indicate that the sudden appearance of a monster…"
Early the next morning, the moment Obadiah arrived at his office, he saw the headline splashed across the front page of the newspaper.
"Osborn Industries? Hmph. Daring to steal military contracts—this is exactly the punishment they deserve."
Seeing the news filled Obadiah with delight.
Although Tony Stark's disappearance was kept secret from the public, high-ranking government officials were fully aware of it.
As a result, Stark Industries lost its most brilliant weapons developer, and its influence within the military collapsed almost overnight.
Osborn Industries, however, seemed to have obtained inside information and took advantage of Tony Stark's disappearance to establish close ties with the military.
Rumors claimed that a major long-term cooperation agreement was on the verge of being signed.
"Fortunately, we didn't come away empty-handed. Although we paid a price, we ultimately secured the opportunity to cooperate with the government on post-disaster relief and reconstruction projects."
Tony's disappearance had weakened the influence of Stark Industries' upper management.
But for Obadiah, it was the perfect chance to seize complete control of the company.
Moreover, while participation in 'disaster relief and reconstruction' projects appeared unprofitable on the surface, they would, in fact, bring unexpected gains.
"Contact all key personnel and shareholders. I want a major meeting in thirty minutes."
After giving the order to his secretary and hanging up, Obadiah recalled the special benefits he had gained from this cooperation and couldn't help but smile with excitement.
…
Thirty minutes passed quickly.
The massive conference room was filled with people in suits and expensive ties—every one of them looking like a successful elite.
Most were senior executives and shareholders of Stark Industries.
"Mr. Stane, why did you call us here so suddenly? Is there something important to announce? Has something happened to the company?"
Under everyone's gaze, Stane sat in his executive chair with his back to the long conference table, showing no intention of turning around.
Finally, one shareholder couldn't help asking in a worried tone.
As shareholders, they had naturally heard some troubling rumors about Stark Industries.
"Hm? It seems this gentleman lacks confidence in our company's future. In that case, I'll buy your shares. Don't worry—I'll offer the highest market price."
Obadiah spoke calmly, not even turning his head.
"Uh… Mr. Stane, that's not what I meant—"
Naturally, the shareholder had no intention of giving up his shares so easily.
"I'm sorry. You are no longer a shareholder of this company, and therefore you are not qualified to attend this meeting."
As Obadiah finished speaking, two burly men in black suits and sunglasses—who had been waiting outside—walked straight in, ignored the man's protests, and forcibly dragged him out.
"Now, I hereby announce that the Stark Industries Bio-Genetics Laboratory is officially established as of today."
Who agrees?Who objects?
Obadiah slowly turned around, stating his decision in an unwavering tone.
"Mr. Stane, why would you suddenly establish—"
As the president's secretary, Pepper naturally had the right to attend this high-level meeting. But before she could finish speaking, Obadiah interrupted her.
"Ms. Pepper, congratulations. On Tony's behalf, I approve six months of paid leave for you. During this time, you will not need to participate in company affairs."
"Now then—does anyone else have questions?"
Seeing this, no one dared to raise objections. After all, it was merely a biological genetics laboratory.
"Hmph. Smart enough to know what's good for you."
Obadiah wore a friendly smile, though he sneered coldly inside.
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Meanwhile, at S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, inside Nick Fury's office.
"Tony Stark has been missing for nearly half a month, and you're telling me you still have nothing? Are all S.H.I.E.L.D. agents useless?"
Nick Fury's already dark complexion looked even grimmer.
Nearly two weeks had passed, and there was still no trace of the missing scientists—as if they had vanished from the face of the Earth.
"Director, we've searched hidden regions across the globe. We even sent agents to Wakanda—a so-called backward agricultural nation in Africa."
"Unfortunately, we've found nothing so far. We've now begun expanding the search to Earth's polar regions. If we still find nothing…"
Agent Hill's expression was grim.
To locate the missing scientists, tens of thousands of field agents worldwide had been mobilized.
Yet the operation made no progress. Worse still, they received alarming news: other laboratories had been emptied again.
"Director, while we lack concrete evidence, my instincts tell me this is related to that person. Should we focus our investigation on—"
"That's impossible. The President has already proposed it, and the United Nations has called for a global agreement. No country or organization is allowed to investigate anything related to him."
If even Agent Hill sensed it, how could Nick Fury not?
Even if they had solid evidence—what could they do?
That man's current status on Earth was akin to a universal 'ancestor.' Every nation had to show reverence, or risk seeing the lunar catastrophe replayed on Earth.
No one wanted their frontline cities erased overnight.
"Fine. Continue the investigation. As for the final outcome…"
To be honest, Nick Fury had already lost hope.
Ding—
"Bring it in here. Let's see whether something big happens again this time."
Nick Fury stubbornly repeated himself, just as he had before.
"Hello, this is Hill. What? Another scientist has disappeared? And Professor Connors is now under close police surveillance?"
"As expected—more bad news."
Even before Hill finished reporting, Nick Fury already knew.
"Director, Professor Connors has gone missing…"
Ding—
Hill had just hung up and was about to report when her phone rang again.
"You're here… Hm. This time, you should go out and pick it up."
When Hill's phone rang again, Nick Fury's hardened tone suddenly changed. Even as director, he couldn't tolerate being embarrassed twice in front of his subordinates.
"Yes, Director."
Hill suppressed a smile and quickly stepped out, answering the call.
But just moments later, she pushed the door open again—her steps heavy, her calm expression replaced with shock.
"Chief… they say they've found it beneath the Arctic ice…"
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Chapter 36: The Key to Immortality (Revised Edition)
In the Arctic, a group of uninvited guests arrived upon the frozen ice.
"Are you certain it's him?"
The leader was a bald man. Even in the bitter Arctic cold, he wore a perfectly tailored suit. His tone was stern as he questioned the person in charge.
If this turned out to be a wasted trip, he would make sure they understood just how terrifying a 'good man' could be when angered.
"Sir, please come take a look at this first."