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Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for the United Nations assembly to convene.

Today, not only were all the existing members of the Avengers gathered here, but also representatives from the 117 countries that signed the "Seoul Accords," along with the current king and heir of Wakanda.

Outside the venue, journalists from various countries were equipped with their cameras and microphones, conducting live interviews and broadcasts of this momentous event.

It could be said that at this moment, the world's attention was focused on the Vienna United Nations Assembly, witnessing the formal signing of the "Seoul Accords" by the Avengers and the official opening of Wakanda's doors, as it joined the United Nations.

"Hello, Mr. Stark, please come over here to sign in!"

Guided by the staff at the conference, Mark wrote his name at the registration desk. Just as he was about to turn and enter the main hall, he noticed a well-built young Black man approaching from not too far away.

"It's a pleasure to meet you here today, Mr. Mark Stark! I've heard of your name for a long time. I am Prince T'Challa of Wakanda."

The person before him was none other than T'Challa, who had yet to formally take up the mantle of the Black Panther.

Mark shook hands politely with T'Challa and exchanged some courteous words. They hadn't met before, neither in public nor in private, and their relationship couldn't even be described as acquaintances. It was somewhat surprising to Mark that T'Challa had taken the initiative to approach him.

However, before Mark could voice his curiosity, T'Challa provided an answer directly: "My sister, Shuri, is also a genius young woman. She is the brightest mind in all of Wakanda, making scholars and professors who meet her feel inadequate.

But she greatly admires you. She said that the series of technological innovations you've created not only amazed her, but also provided her with a lot of inspiration.

She heard that you were the one who invented the Vibranium suit used in the Battle of Seoul. Shuri has creatively applied nanotechnology to the Vibranium, fully developing its properties for absorbing and releasing kinetic energy.

She gained a lot of inspiration from it and has set a goal to achieve similar functionality in her own inventions.

However, when she heard that I would have the chance to meet you at this United Nations conference, she asked me to greet you on her behalf and also request an autograph."

"Oh?! I didn't expect my inventions to earn the recognition of Princess Shuri. That's truly an honor for me.

There's no problem with getting an autograph; it's a small favor to ask, really. But please refrain from using the title "Mr. Stark" anymore. I'm only twenty years old, and there's not much age difference between us. You can just call me Mark.

I hope that after the meeting, I'll have the opportunity to visit Wakanda, which is opening its doors to the world. By then, I hope to engage with Princess Shuri in scientific discussions and research."

"Alright, Mark! Wakanda welcomes you and all the members of the Avengers at any time. Thank you for your autograph. I'm glad we had this enjoyable conversation today, and I hope you won't feel uncomfortable during the upcoming meeting."

"What's wrong? Is Wakanda not agreeing to sign the new accord? After negotiating for so long to establish the new terms, I wouldn't want any surprises today." Mark showed no sign of nervousness or discomfort and spoke casually.

"It's not that! King T'Chaka, my father, has already officially signed the accord. However, I believe that this kind of political maneuvering might be beyond your comfort zone, given that you're someone who pursues science and justice.

My sister has an interesting perspective on the accord that will be signed at this meeting. She said that two people making decisions are more efficient than over a hundred people discussing in a meeting room. I quite agree with her."

"Isn't this the world of adults? There are always some things that need compromise for the greater good.

I'm the kind of person who, once a decision is made, won't hesitate. So, even in a meeting like today, where dirty dealings are laid bare, I can still remain calm and composed."

Just as T'Challa was about to continue his conversation with Mark, a deep and aged voice came from the side, "T'Challa, I didn't expect you to find a friend at the meeting so quickly. Hello, young Mr. Stark."

"Hello, Your Majesty. Your son is remarkable, and outstanding individuals naturally attract and resonate with each other. Our conversation was very pleasant, and the meeting is about to begin. I must take my seat. It was a pleasure to meet you."

Mark nodded to T'Chaka and T'Challa and then turned to take his place.

"T'Challa, you said you don't like diplomacy, but from what I saw, you did quite well just now!" T'Chaka said with a pleased smile.

"Thank you, Father. But not everyone is as pleasant to converse with as Mark. However, for the sake of Wakanda, I'll try to make an effort."

"You've already done well, T'Challa. You and Shuri will forever be my pride. I believe that placing Wakanda in your hands will bring about a more glorious future."

T'Chaka looked at the future Black Panther with a tender and gentle expression, his hand gently caressing T'Challa's face.

...

"Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats as arranged by the staff, and kindly maintain silence in the hall. Our meeting is about to begin."

Next, let us welcome His Majesty King T'Chaka of Wakanda to deliver the first speech—"

As the voice of the announcer echoed through the venue's broadcast, everyone immediately shifted their focus, and the entire hall fell silent in an instant. Except for the sound of camera shutters from on-site journalists, there was not a single trace of noise.

With everything ready, King T'Chaka, taking a moment to adjust his suit collar and lapel, energetically walked up to the podium.

After reciting a long passage of formalities, T'Chaka's speech finally delved into the main topic: "… I believe that before the representatives of each country arrived here to sign their names on the 'Seoul Accords,' you were already aware of the devastating consequences of the battle in Seoul.

This is the dire consequence of stolen Vibranium from Wakanda being turned into a terrible weapon. Because of this, we, Wakanda, have had to reevaluate the traditions we have held in the past.

We will open our long-sealed borders to welcome all nations genuinely interested in engaging with Wakanda. Together, we will discuss concrete strategies regarding the Vibranium issue.

We will strive to reshape the current world, bringing Wakanda back into the public eye. For this, I am very grateful for the Avengers taking the first step, enabling Wakanda to achieve success in its initial attempt to promote world peace…"

As the speech reached an impassioned climax, King T'Chaka was preparing to conclude his speech on the highest note, but at that moment, his son, T'Challa, suddenly rushed toward him, shouting, "Get down!"

Boom—! Accompanied by a deafening explosion, King T'Chaka was engulfed by a blaze…

Explosive flames erupted, covering nearly half of the conference hall. Thanks to the protection of the Avengers sitting in the front row, most of the attending national representatives did not suffer significant injuries.

The Avengers, attending the United Nations conference in Vienna, had a dual purpose: to be present for the signing of the "Seoul Accords" and to fulfill a task – that is ensuring the safety of the representatives from 117 signatory countries present today. Clearly, the Avengers executed their mission admirably.

However, King T'Chaka of Wakanda, who was at the center of the explosion, wasn't as fortunate. He didn't survive the unexpected incident, catching even Quicksilver off guard.

T'Challa, who was also a step late, dropped to his knees beside his father's lifeless body, tears streaming down his face.

The sudden loss of his father due to this unexpected tragedy was difficult for T'Challa to accept. Yet, before he could process his emotions, a wild and piercing laughter echoed from beyond the shattered glass façade, outside the venue.

"Hi~ Hi~ Hi~ Hi! Surprised? Shocked? My dear little darlings—"

Upon hearing this voice, T'Challa immediately stood up and looked backward. He saw a stranger dressed in green metallic armor, wearing an exaggerated demon mask, and sporting jet-powered glider wings on his feet.

T'Challa had never seen this person before, nor did he recall any conflicts between this person and Wakanda. But from this day onward, this face and attire were etched deeply into T'Challa's mind.

He silently swore to himself that he would personally avenge his father's death.

However, now was not the time. T'Challa wasn't wearing the Black Panther suit, and more importantly, he needed to protect his father's body, ensuring it remained unharmed.

Without hesitation, T'Challa lifted his father's body and sprinted out of the conference hall at incredible speed, heading straight for the Wakandan delegation's resting area.

The green-clad figure, witnessing T'Challa's action, made no immediate move. He merely hovered silently in his original position, his gaze piercing through the menacing mask, coldly fixated on the Avengers within the hall who were now watching him.

"This is just a welcoming gift. Our game is about to officially begin. I'll make sure you get a taste of the pain I experienced in Seoul!

Avengers, until we meet again, Hi~ Hi~ Hi~ Hi!"

With those words, the figure extended four gun barrels from the front end of his glider wings, unleashing a torrent of bullets towards the Avengers who were shielding the attending representatives. Simultaneously, he retrieved a metallic sphere resembling a small pumpkin from his waist and its surface was emitting a flickering glow.

Fortunately, Scarlet Witch reacted swiftly, immediately activating her own abilities and creating a telekinetic shield to protect the Avengers and the representatives behind them. Ding ding ding! Bullets relentlessly struck the telekinetic shield, only to lose their energy and fall to the ground. Soon after, two small pumpkins also erupted astonishingly.

Boom—!

Another explosion occurred, its power was the same as the initial blast that claimed King T'Chaka's life. The intense explosion generated flames and smoke, obscuring the Avengers' vision.

As the dust settled, upon looking outside once more, the mysterious man who attacked the conference had vanished without a trace. All that remained was a scene of devastation and the shaken cries of the representatives.

"Damn it! That guy got away!" Quicksilver vented his frustration.

"This man in the green armor, wearing the demon mask, was clearly well-prepared for today's operation. He seemed to know everything about us Avengers. Let's temporarily refer to him as the Green Goblin.

Green Goblin caused intense explosions both during his entrance and his escape today. On one hand, this was to divert our attention, obscure our vision, and declare war on us. On the other hand, I believe he aimed to neutralize Wanda's abilities, preventing himself from being controlled by telekinesis.

Furthermore, his position outside the building was chosen with precision, just beyond the range of Wanda and Quicksilver's ability. Clearly, his location was meticulously calculated.

He mentioned enduring suffering in Seoul, implying he was a victim of the previous battle in Seoul. This time, it's evident he came for revenge against us.

However, perhaps fearing our united strength, he didn't fully believe he could secure victory and thus fled immediately after declaring war."

Through careful analysis of the Green Goblin's behavior and words, Captain America deduced these conclusions with meticulous logic.

Tony also nodded in agreement, adding, "That's why when the Wakandan prince carried the king's body away, he made no move, merely staring us down. His target is clearly us.

But this Green Goblin is no ordinary foe. The materials used in his armor are the same special ballistic metals found in armored military vehicles.

Though the glider wings he used are outdated products for me and Mark, still mastering such technology is beyond the reach of an average person."

In addition, the pumpkin bomb he threw at us in the end, capable of generating such a powerful explosion with such a small amount of explosive material, indicates that the Green Goblin undoubtedly has connections to arms trade."

After listening to Tony's words, Mark, who had been silent, also nodded secretly. As a reincarnator, Mark knew that, barring any unexpected developments, the true identity of the Green Goblin should be Norman Osborn, the founder of Osborn Group, which indeed has extensive arms dealings.

However, what puzzled Mark was that while he had long been aware of the presence of the Osborn Group in this world and had business dealings with them during his research on the mutated spider, and that the Green Goblin was indeed a character in Marvel. But in the original storyline of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, this character didn't exist at all due to copyright issues.

"But since I, as a reincarnator, have already made an unexpected entrance, and given that this universe also has Spider-Man, it's not that surprising that another character like the Green Goblin exists...

However, I need to figure out whether this Green Goblin is truly who I think he is! Baymax, help me search for Norman Osborn's location. I need to confirm where he currently is."

"Understood, Master."

Just as the Avengers in the venue thought that the Green Goblin, who attacked the venue, had successfully escaped, outside the venue, the Green Goblin was engaged in a pursuit battle from the ground to the sky.

"Damn it! What the hell is this guy? The records didn't show such a character among the Avengers. Where did he come from?"

In the sky, the Green Goblin controlled the glider and once again evaded an attack launched by an opponent from a nearby building. He executed a 360-degree flip to stabilize his position.

Chasing after the Green Goblin was a figure dressed in a black bodysuit, possessing agility akin to a cheetah and sharp claws. Although his head was covered by a black mask, concealing his features, his streamlined muscular physique indicated that he was a young and fit male.

This relentless pursuer of the Green Goblin was none other than Black Panther, T'Challa. After swiftly placing King T'Chaka's body in the care of the Wakandan delegation members in a resting room, T'Challa quickly donned his Black Panther suit and initiated pursuit of the Green Goblin.

Although Black Panther had eaten the heart-shaped herb, enhancing his physical capabilities to the human limit, and also the Black Panther suit provided a significant boost in speed. But the jet glider attached to the Green Goblin's feet could reach speeds of over 400 kilometers per hour and can maintain an advantage in the air.

If the Green Goblin managed to break free from the urban jungle of steel and concrete, he would escape Black Panther's pursuit at an absolute speed, and Black Panther would lose the opportunity to attack him.

Not giving up after a failed attempt, Black Panther immediately used his claws to stabilize himself on the wall of another building and then leaped back onto a rooftop, closing in on the Green Goblin.

The Green Goblin had also attempted to counterattack, but whether it was the machine gun in his glider, the pumpkin bombs, or throwing knives, none of his attacks could harm Black Panther.

"This guy's black suit seems to protect him from any form of attack." The Green Goblin quickly came to this conclusion.

Facing an opponent he couldn't kill and whose origins were unknown while also possessing mysterious abilities, the Green Goblin naturally didn't want to be entangled any further.

He no longer wasted energy on futile attacks and instead focused on controlling his glider, hoping to quickly leave the city and seek revenge once he was better prepared.

However, clearly consumed by anger, Black Panther had no intention of giving him that chance. With a sudden sprint from a rooftop, Black Panther leaped high into the air, heading straight for the Green Goblin, who was constantly maneuvering between buildings.

The Green Goblin continued to employ his evasion strategy, executing a 360-degree flip in the air, attempting to dodge Black Panther's assault.

But this time, the Green Goblin's strategy failed to work. Black Panther wouldn't fall for the same move twice. He saw through his intentions when the Green Goblin tried the maneuver for the second time.

Black Panther was suspended in mid-air with no surface to leverage. Relying on his formidable core strength, he managed to control his body's descent against gravity. With sharp claws at his fingertips, he successfully attacked the glider beneath the Green Goblin's feet.

Zi Zi Zi-

Black Panther's strike seemed to damage the control circuitry of the glider, causing it to emit a burst of electrical sparks and making the Green Goblin lose control. His body swayed and wavered in the air.

Eventually, the Green Goblin couldn't maintain his balance and crashed down onto the street below.

Bang—Boom!

As the Green Goblin fell heavily, the glider exploded upon impact, releasing a plume of black smoke.

Following closely, Black Panther didn't hesitate. He charged directly into the midst of the smoke. Today, he was determined to personally bring justice to the enemy who had killed his father.

"Huh!?" Passing through the billowing smoke, Black Panther didn't spot any trace of the Green Goblin. However, the pieces of the metal battle suit and devil mask worn by the Green Goblin were scattered in the nearby alleyway. The street across from the alley was a commercial district.

"Damn it! the killer escaped again!" Black Panther was greatly frustrated. Seeing the discarded equipment on the ground, he knew that the Green Goblin had likely blended into the crowd and escaped.

Since he hadn't seen the true face of the Green Goblin and didn't have any information about him other than gender and height, finding someone with such vague information in this vast crowd was like finding a needle in a haystack.

Staring at the abandoned battle suit and mask on the ground, a sudden idea struck Black Panther. He collected all these items, thinking, "Perhaps Mark can help me find information about this assailant..."

If this incident had occurred within Wakanda's borders, Black Panther would have sought the assistance of his most capable ally, Princess Shuri, to solve the problem.

However, now he was in a foreign land, and the king's unexpected death left him without his most skilled aides. The other members of the delegation were primarily combat-focused guards, and Black Panther himself wasn't adept in this area.

In this situation, the only person who could help him seek vengeance for his father's murder was his recently acquainted new friend, Mark.

Mark wasn't just one of the few geniuses on this planet; his intelligence and abilities had gained recognition from Black Panther's sister, Princess Shuri. Moreover, as a member of the Avengers with a strong sense of justice, Black Panther believed that his request for help to this new friend wouldn't be refused.

The equipment left behind by the Green Goblin could potentially provide the best evidence and clues to trace his identity.

...

"Master, the results are in. My investigative data shows that Mr. Norman Osborn's last appearance in the surveillance footage was over a month ago when he returned to New York from Seoul on a private plane and was on his way home.

However, just recently, his suddenly appeared on the streets of Vienna's commercial district in facial recognition data, and there is no record of Mr. Osborn having a visa to enter Vienna.

Furthermore, not long ago, the Green Goblin was pursued by an individual in black attire, and his glider malfunctioned, causing him to crash on the ground not far from where Mr. Osborn appeared on the street.

Based on my probability analysis and inference, there is a 99.6% likelihood that Mr. Norman Osborn is the Green Goblin."

Baymax conveyed the results of its search and analysis to Mark.

"Baymax, can you find out why Norman Osborn went to Seoul?" Mark asked further.

"Based on all the information I have gathered, it appears that there is a hereditary genetic disease within the Osborn family. This disease gradually deteriorates their health as they age, ultimately leading to death.

Osborn Industries has been dedicated to the study of biological science precisely because Mr. Norman Osborn hoped that groundbreaking research could completely eradicate this hereditary illness that has plagued their family for so long.

Unfortunately, before any significant progress could be made, Mr. Norman Osborn's son, Harry Osborn, suffered a sudden health crisis and was in critical condition.

In an attempt to save his son, Mr. Norman Osborn decided to utilize the Regeneration Cradle technology developed by Dr. Helen to attempt genetic modification and repair on Harry Osborn's defective genes.

However, due to the incident involving Max, Dr. Helen's work at the U-GIN Genetic Research Laboratory could not continue. And, his son's weakened condition prevented him from escaping Seoul, leading to his death on the way.

Following this event, Mr. Norman Osborn returned to his home in New York and remained out of the public eye until he was captured on camera just now on the streets of Vienna."

"So, this is the reason he mentioned his pain and his desire for revenge against us..."

"The Sudden bomb attack occurred, detonating within the meeting hall of the United Nations in Vienna , causing multiple casualties including King T'Chaka of Wakanda.

Currently, official footage of the attack scene has been released. The perpetrator is a male dressed in a distinctive green attire, temporarily codenamed 'Green Goblin.'

This is his first act of terrorist attack, and we are yet to ascertain his true identity and other details. Our reporters will continue to monitor the situation and provide you with the most accurate firsthand information."

On television, major news media are reporting on this terror attack that took place during the United Nations assembly, discussing the appearance of the super-criminal 'Green Goblin' who appeared in public for the first time, and pondering the motives behind such a crime.

Inside the meeting hall, the attendees have been evacuated, and the injured have been transported to nearby hospitals. Only the Avengers remain at the scene.

"Now, what do we do?" Quicksilver complained.

After the Green Goblin escaped from their sight, they had been standing here for nearly ten minutes. The United Nations inspection team required them to stay put and be ready for orders at any moment.

"There's no other choice. Although we haven't officially signed our names on the 'Seoul Accords' due to the recent unforeseen event, we must still abide by the protocols outlined in the agreement.

Otherwise, the United Nations might directly overturn the conditions we've been fighting for these past days," said Captain with a heavy tone and a troubled expression.

Natasha also felt helpless, but her experience as a spy allowed her to maintain a calm demeanor.

"This is exactly what I was concerned about earlier. Once we agree to the 'Seoul Accords,' in cases of emergencies requiring swift action, we'll be constrained by the United Nations.

And now, this exact situation has unfolded," Captain's voice was laden with concern, his face clouded with worry.

The Green Goblin had just taken a living life right in front of them, and had declared war on them, but they were now stuck, unable to do anything useful.

"Can't put it that way, Captain. Apart from us, the entire police and military forces of Vienna are already in motion, and the United Nations is actively investigating and coordinating to resolve this incident.

Not every problem requires the Avengers to step in. The threat level of the Green Goblin event clearly hasn't reached a point of endangering Earth and human security.

Such a terror attack can very well be handled by local armed forces. Otherwise, if we end up handling everything, what purpose do these people serve?"

Although he felt a little unhappy in his heart, Tony's analysis made a lot of sense. Tony's words gradually eased the previously tense atmosphere within the team.

At this moment, a sudden sound of footsteps came from a distance. Natasha turned her head and looked, "Prince T'Challa!"

T'Challa nodded at her and walked towards the Avengers.

"I deeply apologize for the King T'Chaka's situation. It was our oversight as the Avengers that led to His Majesty's death. Please accept our condolences," Captain stepped forward immediately, representing the Avengers Alliance and expressing apologies to T'Challa.

T'Challa's face showed no emotion as he calmly shook his head. "There's no need to worry about me, and no need for self-blame. In Wakandan culture, death doesn't signify an end; it's more like a new beginning.

Reaching out with both hands, one welcomes the gods and, guided by divine forces, enters into eternal tranquility, gaining everlasting existence."

"Sounds quite serene." Tony said.

"My father believed that, but I am not my father—!" At this point, T'Challa's initially emotionless face suddenly contorted with fierceness.

"T'Challa, a special task force jointly formed by the United Nations and the Vienna government will apprehend the culprit," Captain reassured, patting T'Challa's shoulder.

T'Challa brushed away Captain's hand, "No need to trouble them. Rather than relying on others, I prefer to personally deal with this individual. But I need Mark to provide me with some assistance."

As T'Challa spoke, he looked towards Mark, who was standing nearby, and tossed a black duffle bag to him.

Bang! Judging from the size of the bag and the sound it made upon hitting the ground, it seemed to contain quite a lot. The Avengers only now noticed that when T'Challa had entered, he was actually carrying this heavy package.

Given how natural T'Challa's movements had been, it didn't seem like he was carrying something heavy at all.

Mark glanced at the package T'Challa had thrown before him but didn't approach to inspect it. He already knew what was inside – the combat suit and gear that the Green Goblin had left behind in the alley when he escaped.

"You know, we're currently bound by the constraints of the 'Seoul Accords.' Without the United Nations' consent, we can't take any action in this matter, let alone provide assistance for you," Mark said, looking into T'Challa's eyes.

At this moment, Quicksilver, unable to contain his curiosity, had already appeared in front of the mysterious package T'Challa had thrown and crouched down to unzip the bag.

"This! This is the combat suit and demonic mask worn by the Green Goblin who escaped earlier!" Seeing the contents of the bag, Quicksilver exclaimed in surprise.

"What!" Upon hearing his words, the other members were equally astonished, all converging around the package and peering inside the duffle bag.

"Where did you get these?" Scarlet Witch curiously looked at T'Challa.

"After I had safely moved my father's body to a secure location, I immediately pursued the Green Goblin from here. I managed to disable his glider, causing him to crash to the ground.

Unfortunately, I lost his trail in the end. He managed to escape into the crowd using some trickery. I brought back these items he left behind, hoping Mark could help me analyze the true identity behind the facade of the Green Goblin!"

The Avengers were somewhat surprised by T'Challa's words, which indicated that this young prince of Wakanda possessed considerable strength of his own.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to corner the Green Goblin, who possessed numerous high-tech gadgets.

"You don't need to worry about me. Those born in Wakanda undergo rigorous combat training from a young age. I have absolute confidence in being able to protect myself!" T'Challa knew what the others were thinking as they looked at him, so he explained.

"If you're simply looking to know the real identity of the Green Goblin, then it would not be a problem. While I can't directly intervene to help you, I can provide you with some information.

Not long ago, I had Baymax analyze and deduce the Green Goblin's identity, uncovering the true person beneath the mask.

Coupled with your pursuit, which led to the Green Goblin's fall and forced him to abandon his hidden identity to blend into the crowd, I further confirmed the accuracy of the result."

Seeing T'Challa's determined demeanor in pursuing his goal, Mark decided to offer some assistance to his new friend and future comrade.

"Who is it? Tell me who he is!" Upon hearing Mark's words, T'Challa excitedly took a quick step forward, gripping Mark's shoulders tightly and shaking him frantically as he asked.

"Take a moment to calm down, Your Highness T'Challa. Mark won't be able to answer your question when you're in this state!" Scarlet Witch, noticing T'Challa's excessive excitement, quickly used her mind control abilities to help him regain his composure.

"Apologies, Mark. I was just too anxious to know the true identity of the culprit," T'Challa said with a hint of remorse after calming down.

"It's alright, I understand your current feelings. The real identity of the Green Goblin is Norman Osborn, the founder and CEO of Osborn Industries.

Osborn Industries has been secretly cooperating with high-ranking military officials, investing significant research and development funds each year into the production of individual combat armor and maneuverable gliders.

The equipment recently worn by the Green Goblin, along with some other weapons, are likely the results of this research.

In addition, there's something very important. I had Baymax infiltrate Osborn Industries' top-secret research laboratory servers, and we found some research data related to the Super Soldier Serum.

It seems the military has never given up on replicating the Super Soldier Serum, and Osborn Industries is one of the collaborating organizations.

From these research materials, it's evident that Osborn Industries has made breakthroughs in enhancing the effects of the Super Soldier Serum.

Their experiments on mice showed various degrees of physical enhancement after receiving the serum, with indicator data reaching theoretical biological limits.

However, there's been a persistent problem hindering Osborn Industries from advancing the research further into clinical trials: the effects of the Super Soldier Serum go beyond just the physical aspects, extending to mental effects as well.

The modified mice exhibited significant increases in wildness and aggression, often falling into uncontrollable states of extreme violence.

Given Norman Osborn's recent mental state, he likely used an unfinished prototype of the Super Soldier Serum, which is why he had the physical capabilities to stabilize the glider.

So, if you intend to confront him, you must be cautious of the enhanced physical attributes he gained from the serum, and be aware that he might engage in extremely reckless and dangerous actions."

"Thank you for the information, Mark. I'll remember this favor, and if there's ever anything you need that I can repay in the future when you come to Wakanda, I won't refuse. Farewell for now!"

Having obtained the answers he sought, T'Challa thanked Mark and made a promise before leaving the scene.

Watching T'Challa's departing figure, a concerned Mark discreetly approached Captain to communicate, "Should we have Bucky follow him outside, just in case anything happens to T'Challa?"

Captain and Mark exchanged a glance, then Captain nodded subtly to signal agreement with Mark's suggestion.

Subsequently, Mark directly contacted Baymax, instructing him to send task information and T'Challa's appearance to the Winter Soldier, Bucky.

...

Just as the Avengers were constrained by the "Seoul Accords" and unable to take any action, T'Challa was still at the location of Norman Osborn's final position.

Having successfully escaped, the Green Goblin was now in a rural farmhouse on the outskirts of Vienna. This farm had been discreetly acquired under a false identity.

Prior to his recent actions, he had made various preparations here, transforming the location into his secret base and armory.

Moreover, within this farmhouse, he wasn't the only presence at the moment.

Inside a barn that had been repurposed into an armory, five cryogenic pods were currently arranged. Within these pods were four men and one woman, all robustly built soldiers.

Affected by the ultra-low temperature maintained by the liquid nitrogen, these five individuals were currently in a state of deep hibernation, their metabolism reduced to an almost negligible level.

If it weren't for the LCD screens on the cryogenic pods indicating their health status, it would be nearly impossible to discern any difference between them and the deceased.

In reality, if normal individuals were frozen alive in such ultra-low temperatures, they would likely suffer severe tissue frostbite and necrosis, even if they didn't freeze to death.

However, these individuals appeared remarkably healthy despite their lack of coloration, which is a result of their bodies undergoing special modifications prior to entering ultra-low temperature hibernation.

Their naturally low metabolism and powerful physiques ensured their survival in this environment without succumbing to death.

And if Bucky were to see them now, he would likely recognize their true identities instantly.

These five individuals were the five perfected killing machines that Hydra had successfully recreated after him – the Winter Soldiers.

Following their modifications and brainwashing, these five Winter Soldiers had been kept dormant in Hydra's Siberian base, never deployed until now, when they suddenly found themselves in the possession of the Green Goblin.