Daisy’s external situation

The Wakanda palace is located atop a mountain. The palace is not particularly grand; not to mention comparing it to the majestic structures of the East, even compared to the palaces of European kings, it falls far short. The only commendable aspect is the unique exotic cultural atmosphere, which brings a sense of novelty.

Regarding the small size of the palace, T'Challa explained that it was because the past kings loved their people like their own children and were reluctant to spend money on renovating the palace.

Daisy refrained from commenting on this, finding it more melodious than a song. All the country's wealth is concentrated in the hands of a few individuals in the royal family. If this is loving the people, then Nick Fury must be a model of integrity as a public servant!

There's so much vibranium that they can't even mine it all. If every citizen were provided with a suit of armor, they'd be invincible. With three thousand Dora Milaje warriors, it wouldn't be difficult to unify the world, not just Africa.

However, the royal family feared a strong populace. They'd rather have the common people sacrifice themselves in battles, while they themselves consume the heart-shaped herbs for strength and arm themselves with vibranium. Then they could emerge as saviors.

They claimed to be the protectors of the nation, which Daisy can only respond to with an amused expression.

The old king is a plump, elderly black man wearing glasses. His hair is somewhat graying, making him look like he's in his sixties. His protruding belly suggests he couldn't possibly become a Black Panther; he's passed that duty on to his son.

According to Daisy's slightly malicious analysis, he's left the hard and tiring work to his son, while reserving the enjoyable aspect of ruling for himself.

The old king speaks English, saving Daisy a lot of trouble. She learned a bit of the Wakandan language, but it's quite rigid, with many words requiring a tongue-twisting pronunciation. She can speak and write it, but the spoken language sounds peculiar.

Conversing in English would save a lot of time.

The old king isn't completely ignorant of the outside world, but to say he's well-informed would be an exaggeration. Many of his insights are outdated, and he doesn't even know what exactly S.H.I.E.L.D does.

In his understanding, S.H.I.E.L.D is similar to the FBI and CIA.

Daisy immediately corrects his misconception and emphasizes S.H.I.E.L.D.'s global dominance. In her boasting, Nick Fury was practically made the king of the world!

"Oh? Your leader comes from Africa?" The old king suddenly finds a point of connection, and he develops a bit of goodwill toward the international organisation, S.H.I.E.L.D.

Daisy nods candidly, complimenting Fury's complexion, praising how beautifully dark it is. Then she mentions the former United Nations Secretary-General and the one who received her endorsement, President Obama.

The old king is somewhat puzzled. Is the world now dominated by black people? Could it be that his African brethren have achieved such significant accomplishments?

He's puzzled, asking, "As far as I know, the outside world has always been hostile toward black people?"

The question is posed with doubt, but it's also an expression of disbelief. He thinks Daisy might be talking nonsense.

Is Daisy really talking nonsense? She could pound the table and assert that everything she said is true.

She immediately lists a bunch of data that can be found in the outside world to show the old king how beloved black people are in the United States! They're a formidable force that no one dares to provoke!

The old king has always wanted to step out and have the world accept Wakanda, but the paths were previously elusive. Now, Daisy has practically fallen from the sky as a lucky star!

However, as a political figure, he still calculated his interests. He wants to see how much influence Daisy wields before determining the balance of power in their future conversations.

"My son T'Challa has always wanted to study in the Western world. I wonder if Miss Johnson has any prestigious institutions to recommend?" The request is presented as an introduction, but it's actually a test of her capabilities.

At this moment, Daisy finally learned about T'Challa's age. Despite his mature appearance, T'Challa was just in his early twenties, roughly the same age as her.

The old king's intention was certainly not to find an elementary or middle school; his goal was a university.

T'Challa had no educational credentials, so it could be troublesome if S.H.I.E.L.D. were to intervene. Even Daisy, who had previously attended a church school and struggled financially, had problem connecting with influential figures in the world's renowned institutions. They had strong connections that were almost terrifying, making them impervious to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s influence.

However, Daisy knew Dr.Pym, a heavyweight in academia. He had connections in prestigious institutions all over the world.

Curiously, she asked, "Which institution is T'Challa planning to attend? Any particular preference?"

T'Challa thought for a moment. "The United Kingdom was once a world power, and I've heard that their academic style was quite rigorous."

Daisy was rendered speechless. Could it be that she was the one who connected him to Oxford?

She nodded, indicating that she would help arrange admission to Oxford University. Since phone calls couldn't be made from Wakanda, everything needed to be processed externally.

This world values promises greatly. When the old king and T'Challa saw her immediate agreement, they were even more convinced of her extraordinary influence.

Playing the whole act, Daisy watched the conversation transition into a substantive phase. She immediately brought up her mission; ostensibly, she still needed to pursue those mercenaries.

"As a guest of Wakanda, these enemies have come for Wakanda's sake. Let us take care of them," the old king took full responsibility, also with the intention of showcasing their strength.

"Your Majesty, I still wish to prioritise capturing the mission's targets," she insisted firmly.

In fact, the old king also didn't want a bunch of inexplicable enemies causing trouble in his home. He reluctantly agreed.

Together with a group of Dora Milaje guards, they met up with Storm and headed to the monitoring center to locate the enemies.

"Quite impressive, your agents are indeed exceptional..." Seeing how the old king treated Daisy, Storm knew that she had turned the situation around in just an hour. Her esteem for S.H.I.E.L.D.'s capabilities grew even stronger.

Although Wakanda's technological advancement might be a bit unbalanced, they had invested a great deal of effort into protecting their own secrets. With various surveillance devices and a number of royal agents stationed among the populace, after thorough investigation, they finally discovered the mercenaries whereabouts.

Wearing dark red tight-fitting outfits and sporting buzz cuts, the robust and sturdy-looking leader, Batroc, cautiously led his team of mercenaries through the group.

In addition to him, there were numerous miscellaneous forces—Americans, Russians, and even Mexicans and Italians. Daisy even spotted three individuals dressed in red who appeared to be ninjas affiliated with the Hand.