Original God Traveler in Marvel

After bidding farewell to Peter, Mona received the textbook from the teacher. She put the textbook in the locker she had just obtained the right to use, and left Midtown High School without looking back.

For Mona who had the courage to ask for leave on the first day of class, the principal didn't have much opinion about it. After all, someone had greeted him in advance.

The principal still remembers the indifferent expression on the young talent Mr. Dadalia, the founder of Northland Bank, when he talked to him.

"My younger sister has been obsessed with astrology since she was a child, and hasn't had much experience of campus life. Please ask the principal to arrange for her to play in Midtown High School for a few months to enjoy herself."

"Of course, I have always had an unrealized vision to enable more and more talented students to enjoy top-notch learning resources. It is really great that the principal can help me realize my dream through the opportunity of Mona Exchange."

Look, this pattern of people!

If all rich people had Mr. Dadalia's level of thinking, he would not have to worry about teaching funds every day.

My classmate Mona came to Midtown High School to experience life, so whether she attends class or not doesn't seem to be that important.

With the green light given by the principal, Mona went back to her "hometown" ----- a facade house on Tivat Street.

To know the exact position, she also needs more precise research equipment.

She didn't rest 'at home' for too long though, as the people waiting outside her door were not very patient.

Bang bang bang!

Mona frantically put away the utensils, and opened the door under the constant knocking.

It was sunny outside, but the expression of the boy under the wide brim of the hat was so cold that the hairs stood on end.

"Tsk, trouble."

"If it wasn't for the traveler's entrustment."

The young man snorted and waved impatiently at Mona: "Follow me."

Vienna

All the streets entering the venue were under traffic control, and the reporters were reporting live on the side of the road.

A flower-growing face holding "Global News" was broadcasting excitedly in his standard Mandarin:

"In a special UN meeting, 117 countries came together to formally sign the Sokovia Accords...."

Representatives from various countries entered the venue accompanied by security personnel, and when all the representatives entered the building, the police officers on the street began to 'please' the reporters to leave the venue.

"Jin, are you optimistic about the "Sokovia" agreement?"

Hastily put away the equipment, took the camera and asked the young reporter who planted flowers beside him.

The young man shook his head at his colleagues. Facing the suspicious eyes of his colleagues, he explained: "As the saying goes, once you are bitten by a snake, you can hear birds singing everywhere. If a group of people mess around, it probably won't work."

"Oh, why do you think so much? This is not something we ordinary people need to worry about. Let's go. I will stay up late to catch up on the draft when I get back."

The young man helped his colleagues to carry the equipment outside, and suddenly he felt a coolness below his calves.

"Ok?"

"What's wrong Kim?"

Looking at his wet half trouser legs, the young man looked back at the conference building thoughtfully.

The black man who was watching the reporters go by the window heard the conversation behind him.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Romanov?"

"Yes."

"Ah, I need your signature."

The man turned around and walked towards the blonde beauty in a dark purple suit.

"It seems like neither of us are used to being the center of attention."

When Natasha heard the voice handing over the pen to the attendees, she raised her head and smiled: "After all, this is not always a good thing."

"You've been doing pretty well so far."

"Given your previous experience on Capitol Hill, I don't think you would be very comfortable with these people."

Natasha's expression relaxed a lot when she heard the words. She had heard a lot about the deeds of the Wakanda T'Challa Crown Prince in front of her.

"I am very grateful to Miss Romanov for your presence."

Natasha was slightly taken aback, and her answer was impeccable: "Why do you need to thank me, why do you seem to disapprove of this move?"

T'Challa pursed her lips and gave Natasha a meaningful look: "I support the "Agreement", but I don't agree with it politically."

"Two people in a room are more efficient than a hundred people."

T'Challa uses this simple description to express a future in which the Avengers will be subject to man.

"Unless you need to move the piano."

An old black man with rimless glasses intervened in the conversation between the two, and T'Challa stopped talking immediately.

"Father."

"child."

The old man nodded to T'Challa and turned to Natasha.

"Miss Romanoff." "King T'Chaka."

This old man is the current king of Wakanda, and T'Chaka was the first country representative to speak at this meeting.

[Please take a seat, the meeting will begin immediately. 】

Natasha nodded with the two men and went to find her own seat.

T'Chaka patted his son's arm with a look of relief in his eyes: "You don't like diplomacy but you are doing better and better."

The happy appearance of the old man made T'Challa's black skin a little warm. No matter how old the child is, he will inevitably feel shy and excited when he is praised by his parents.

"That's all right, father."

At the beginning of the meeting, King T'Chaka stood on the stage and gave a speech.

"I am very grateful to the Avengers for their support of this project, Wakanda is very proud to contribute to peace."

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, T'Challa listened to his father's voice, and he inadvertently glanced at a reporter's signal receiving vehicle downstairs that seemed to be in some trouble.

The police officers urged the driver to leave, and the accompanying explosion-proof dogs suddenly barked at the moment the signal receiving vehicle compartment opened.

T'Challa frowned, and the police officers below seemed to have noticed something, and the police officers surrounding the signal receiving vehicle yelled for their companions to leave.

No, it's dangerous!

There's a bomb in that car! !

"Everyone lie down!!!"

T'Challa ran towards his father immediately, and Natasha also responded immediately.

However, T'Challa was still a step behind.

boom! !

A loud noise shook the conference building, and the sky above the city was ablaze.

The glass shattered, and thick black smoke spread from outside.

T'Challa found his father in a cloud of smoke, and he was terrified when he looked at his unharmed father.

"Father, are you alright!"

T'Challa supported his father and asked nervously.

"fine."

T'Chaka looked at his son's distressed appearance and hugged him fiercely.

"It was the child who saved me just now."

King T'Chaka let go of his son. Looking at the chaotic scene around him, his face was heavy. If the girl hadn't jumped out of the ground suddenly and led him away from the spot, he who was closest to the window would have been injured.

T'Challa saw the girl standing beside his father. He was about to open his mouth to thank him, but saw the girl raised her arms and waved out the window.

"It's the god of opportunity!"

Someone exclaimed, T'Challa turned his head to look at the window.

The tall mecha was floating in the air, its whole body shone with a dazzling cold light, and it shone dazzlingly bright in the sun.

T'Challa gave his father a reassuring look, and he went to the window and looked down.

To his surprise, there was no trace of an explosion at the location of the original information and communication vehicle. Instead, fragments of the communication vehicle were scattered everywhere on the top of the surrounding buildings and at the bottom.

As far as the surface traces of the surrounding buildings are concerned, apart from the shattering of the glass, there is no other damage.

T'Challa reproduced the scene in his mind with his keen observation ability. It should be that someone threw the information communication vehicle into the sky before it exploded.

Vehicles exploded in the air, and the windows of buildings were shattered by a violent sonic boom.

The God of Right Opportunity that suddenly appeared on Lenovo's screen, the person who did all of this is now clear at a glance.

I didn't expect Tony Stark to come.

Thinking of this, T'Challa raised his head, and looked at the position of the God of Righteousness to thank him solemnly:

"Stark, thanks..."

He had just finished speaking halfway, when he heard a clear but disgusted youthful voice from within the God of Righteousness:

"Tsk, stupid ants, have no self-knowledge."

"You better keep your head down when you're talking to me!"

T'Challa: ? ? ?

Ah, not Tony Stark, who is this guy? ? ?