Marvel: Awakening the Universe

As a member of the Wakanda tribe of traders.

They are mainly responsible for the circulation of goods among the tribes in Wakanda. As the first line of defense of Wakanda, they disguise themselves as poor Wakandans who are hungry and poorly clothed to contact the outside world. They are responsible for receiving some outsiders who come here, communicating with them, and trading with them the cattle and sheep raised in the tribe.

So, he thought Hawke was also here to trade cattle and sheep.

But Hawke did come to make a deal.

Hawke smiled slightly at the older Wakandan's words.

"Yes."

"Yesterday, merchants from Shaning came to our place and bought over a hundred cattle and sheep. Now there are only about fifty left in our tribe. How many do you need?"

"A ton!"

Hawke smiled at the older Wakandan and told him the quantity he needed.

The older Wakandans were stunned when they heard the number Hawke reported.

Seeing this, Hawke smiled again and added.

"I want vibranium, a ton!"

"..."

The Wakandan's pupils, which had been dazed, suddenly focused back to reality. Something in his heart suddenly moved, and he looked up at Hawke with a confused expression: "Vibranium? What is that?"

As an elder living in a tribe on the African savannah, it is normal not to know what vibranium is.

The Wakandans holding spears behind him also looked at each other, and seemed to have no idea what vibranium was, with confused expressions on their faces.

Hawke didn't bother talking nonsense. He took out his phone, glanced at the time, and then looked up at the older Wakandan in the lead and said, "It's four o'clock in the afternoon. I'll give you one night. Before seven o'clock tomorrow morning, either you give me the vibranium, or I'll go in and get it myself. But if I go in on my own, you'll be responsible for the consequences."

Say it.

He was too lazy to continue communicating with these Wakandans who were obviously incompetent. He reopened the door of the jeep, sat in, pulled down the driver's seat, lay down directly, folded his arms, closed his eyes and began to recuperate before the battle.

Outside the car door.

After Hawke ignored them and got back into the car, the older Wakandan subconsciously squeezed the stick in his hand.

Several Wakandans looked through the car window at Hawke, who seemed to be asleep, and looked at each other in confusion.

next second.

One Wakandan lowered his voice, but just as he was about to speak, the older Wakandan shot him a sharp look, instantly shutting him up.

after awhile.

The older Wakandan and several other Wakandans returned to a tent in the tribe that was used as a disguise.

Several Wakandans stood inside the tribe, as if they were seeing outsiders for the first time. They looked curious, wanting to get closer but also afraid, at the jeep parked not far away.

have to say.

They act very well.

After all, their acting skills were so good that even the five good people were deceived. The five good people really thought Wakanda was very poor, and they allocated a sum of poverty alleviation funds to Wakanda every year.

pity……

It was Hawke they encountered.

A time traveler who ignores their acting and goes straight to the truth.

Night falls quickly.

A bonfire was lit in the Wakanda tribe, as if some event was being held. Many Wakandans gathered around the bonfire to celebrate.

but……

As they talked and laughed, they glanced at the stalled jeep parked outside the tribe.

As the sound of laughter rang out, several people seemed to have forgotten to switch to the local language and continued to whisper in English.

"Is he still in the car?"

"exist."

"In Wakandan."

"It's okay, we're so far away, we can't hear it."

"He's still lying down?"

"Well, since I got on the bus this afternoon, I've been lying in the car without moving."

"Where's Len?"

"Go home."

"Okay, then let's wait for news and keep watching."

"Ah."

As the whispering ended, the people who were talking perfectly integrated into the sleepless night bonfire party that was held on the spur of the moment tonight.

Hawke, who was sleeping in the jeep, heard the whispers of these people. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and then he ignored them. His mind sank into his own small universe. Under the interplay of Draco and Phoenix, the door to the sixth sense that was still out of reach appeared before his eyes again.

the next day.

early morning.

Hawke opened the car door, got out, stretched his body, and after stretching his muscles, he took out his cell phone, checked the time, and found an open space to start his daily habit of punching ten thousand times.

In the tribe, in a tent near Hawke's side, two Wakandans were using a small hole to peek at Hawke who was punching the air.

after awhile.

There were footsteps outside the tent.

It was Lun, the older Wakandan.

Lun, who had returned home at night yesterday and reported the situation, came back again with a dozen Wakandans and left the tribe again.

Don't ask him why he has to go home and report.

The question is, their acting is good enough.

In primitive tribes, communication relies on shouting.

Just as the older Wakandan named Lun was about to leave the tribe to drive Hawke away, traces of a jeep appeared not far away.

His accomplice?

The older Wakandan paused as he watched this, thinking to himself.

Hawke also saw the jeep coming towards them at this moment.

at the same time……

He also saw the driver in the jeep.

Bruce Banner!

……

Chapter 99 The Evil Saints Are at the Door

Bruce Banner drove a jeep to a stop in front of Hawke, opened the door and got out.

After Hawk threw the last punch, he looked at Bruce who came here and appeared in front of him.

The Wakandans stood at the entrance of the tribe, watching this scene and looking at each other in confusion.

Eyes facing each other.

Hawke spoke first.

"Dr. Banner."

"Hawk."

Bruce Banner, who looked unremarkable in both appearance and demeanor, nodded and greeted Hawke, looking as if he were greeting an old friend. He then surveyed his surroundings and said, "This place has a beautiful view."

Very suitable for a long sleep.

Bruce added in his mind.

Although Wakanda is seen by the outside world as a poor country with scarce resources, even other small countries are too lazy to even look at it.

but……

The scenery around the Wakanda tribe is indeed beautiful.

grassland.

Hu Bo.

forest.

The most rare thing is that there are few traces of modern industry around. In this magical land of Africa, it can be regarded as a rare natural paradise.

Hawke heard the double entendre in Bruce's words and chuckled.

"I thought you gave up."

"Originally."

"Then why did you change your mind?"

"Betty left me a message."

"Oh."

Hawke nodded in understanding, then shrugged: "You can wait until I get back to New York to talk about it."

Bruce shook his head.

“Not in New York.”

"why?"

"There are so many people. What if a second Hawk appears after the two of us start fighting?"

"Haha."

Hawke couldn't help but laugh after hearing Bruce's explanation, then he restrained the smile on his face and looked at Bruce.

"Then here?"

"Well, here it is."

"it is good."

Hawke smiled slightly when he heard this.

next second!

"Oh!"

Hawke's figure disappeared instantly, and when he appeared again, he was standing where Bruce Banner had just stood.

As for Bruce...

He bent his body and flew backwards like a cooked shrimp.

boom!

Boom!

boom!

Bruce flew backwards like a cannonball, crashing into the grass and digging a hole. He continued to plow with his body as a plow for about fifty meters, then stopped.

When the sounds and dust disappeared, Bruce was seen lying in the ground covered in mud, without a breath.

died.

Hawke stood there, looking expressionlessly at Bruce who had lost his life in the distant clearing.

Since Bruce wants to die, he will not persuade him, but will only help him.

only……

Time is ticking.