Bab 620: Technology Exchange
"There are many possibilities," Edward uttered. "We can pursue an extreme path for Luke Cage and Daredevil."
"You want to develop Luke Cage's Impenetrable Skin and Daredevil's Extreme Senses?"
"We can model Luke Cage's skin after the Fer race. It would be excellent if he could develop defensive capabilities that are on par with Tier 10. Daredevil can develop Cosmic Awareness, Jessica Jones' super strength should fit perfectly with Kryptonian DNA, and Iron Fist's Chi is another form of magic/energy in this world."
"All of those are doable," Morgana agreed. "How about we turn them into a reconnaissance team? Once our world experiences a convergence, we send them inside to gather information and disturb the situation."
"That's actually a great idea," Edward nodded. "The issue is how to convince them. These guy's personalities mean they care more about their small neighborhood than the larger cosmic things; that's why they are street-level heroes."
"They might indeed choose to save the lives of the people in their cities rather than try to help the entire universe," Morgana nodded. "So, what now?"
"I'll leave a clone that will be intertwined in their lives. Hopefully, I can use it to convince them later down the line," Edward stated before leaving the clone and leaving. He had a lot of work to do as things were unraveling faster than he anticipated.
His next destination was Wakanda. After sending a reminder, the king personally received it, and this time, he was not wearing armor — albeit the Dora Milaje still accompanied him. In the past three years, after many exchanges — including the location of Ulysses Klaw, the relationship with Wakanda can now be classified as friendly.
"Your message made it seem this was an official visit instead of a friendly one?" King T'Chaka asked after a brief salutation.
"It is," Edward replied seriously.
"In that case, follow me to the throne room. We will convene with the advisors."
Edward followed the king to the discussion room where the queen and other advisors — including Master Makana, the Chief Scientist of Wakanda. He sat in a chair facing the crowd, and the meeting immediately started:
"So, friend, what happened to make you so somber?" the king asked.
"Time is running out, and I can no longer take things slowly," Edward replied, confusing everyone. However, he did not explain — not yet. "Before we start, I would like to call the Goddess Bast as a witness to this meeting."
As his words finished, and to the crowd's shock, a white mist manifested in the room before a five-meter-tall path with glowing blue eyes appeared. It looked around before slowly condensing into a humanoid form.
"Are you the one who summoned me?" she asked, looking at Edward. However, before he could answer, the Wakandians quickly saluted their Goddess, and Bast nodded to them.
"My name is Edward Bones, the new Sorcerer Supreme, and yes, I 'm the one who summoned you."
"Sorcerer Supreme? I think I've heard that term before. Oh, right, the guardians of Earth from mystical threats?"
"That's us."
"Many of your predecessors were powerful and accomplished sorcerers. I hope you can live up to their legacy."
"I do, too," Edward replied politely.
"So, why did you summon me to this realm?"
"I'm going to discuss something very serious with the Wakandans, and I believe your presence would give my words more weight."
"Just for that?"
"I believe this information will also be crucial to you as well."
"Oh?"
"Yes, and it's to the point I must request you make the highest oath not to release the information."
"Do you understand what you're asking me?"
"I do, and if you wish, I can contact the Allfather to vouch for me."
"Even the Asgardians are involved? Now, I'm intrigued," Bast muttered with a frown. She pondered for a few seconds. "Very well. I swear on my godhood that I, Bast, the Goddess of Panther, Felines, Protection, and Fertility, will not release any information discussed in this meeting."
A golden chain appeared before and directly entered her forehead. "I hope you're not wasting my time."
"I'm thankful for your cooperation," Edward said.
"Immediately get a chair for the Goddess," T'Chaka said to his son, standing on his left. "No, she can take my seat." He stood up, and his wife followed him.
"No need," said Bast as she walked between the two groups and created a chair on the far right, leaving some distance in the middle. Edward does not care about her position; instead, he focuses on the young T'Challa.
"What I'm about to say or show might be too much for his young mind."
"Don't worry. As our next king, T'Chala's mind was trained as a warrior. He will be fine," said T'Chaka.
"If you say so," Edward shrugged. In the worst-case scenario, he'll just erase the boy's mind. He first isolates this room to prevent any prying eyes.
"As you may know, our sorcerer's duty is to protect the world from magical threats. One of the ways we've been so successful at a task was due to our ability to peek at the future.
"However, we recently detected a dire future. Let me show you a portion."
He waved his hand to show them an illusion of the future. He did not show everything now, but enough for them to understand the general situation. The room was immediately quiet for more than five minutes.
"My boy, are you alright?" the Queen suddenly asked as she remembered her son being here.
"I'm fine," replied T'Chala, his body trembling uncontrollably.
'The boy's willpower is better than I thought,' Edward commented.
"This can't be true," announced one of the advisers. "These images must be created with very advanced holographic technology or magic." Many people agreed with this thought; to be precise, they had to believe it.
"Goddess Bast," Edward said.
"I must say, I'm also having a hard time believing this," she announced. "I've heard of convergence, but that is an extremely rare phenomenon. Now, you're telling me it's happening on such a grand scale?"
"Your Highness, pardon me if I'm too bold, but I would like to ask a question," Makana asked.
"Go ahead."
"Are you saying that convergences or universes crashing into each other are real?" Makana could not describe the flurry of emotions his old heart was experiencing. He had first learned that the multiverse was real, which is groundbreaking news for any scientist. But that good news did not last long.
"That is correct," Bast nodded. "My father, Ra, once told me about this after noticing the event with his All-Seeing-Eye."
'Sun God Ra? All Seeing Eye? Maybe these gods may be more useful than I anticipated,' Edward thought.
"So, logically speaking, such an event could happen?" Makana continued.
"Yes, but who could have such power?" she replied. "Even the Celestials with the Infinity Stones do not have such power."
"Celestial? Infinity Stone?"
"Don't worry about it."
"As you wish." Makana stopped asking questions. King T'Chaka had regained his bearing. He looked at Edward: "Why are you telling us this?"
"My job as Sorcerer Supreme is to protect this timeline. So, after learning this news, I already started planning how to survive."
"Is that why you contacted us three years ago?"
"Correct."
"I'm guessing there are others?"
"Yes, but the main one is the Asgardians."
"And they are?"
"You've heard of Norse Mythology?"
"You're talking about Thor and Odin? Are they real? Well, I guess that makes sense." Many people think Bast is also just a myth," King T'Chaka nodded. "I understand your purpose. But what can we do in such an event?" Their technology might be the most advanced on Earth, but they were powerless before such a catastrophic event.
"That's why I'm here," Edward stated. "I will provide you with technology that will make you a real threat in the upcoming catastrophe, and you only need to digest it as soon as possible."
"And what do you want in exchange?" King T'Chaka did not believe the man would share such knowledge for free.
"First is vibranium."
Everyone expected this.
"Secondly, all the new technology you develop from now on will be shared with me."
Bab 621: Unstable Factor
"Excuse me for being blunt," the queen interjected. "Do you have technology of that level? I don't mean to doubt you, but you're a sorcerer, and…"
"I understand your concern," Edward nodded. "I'm not just a sorcerer but a pursuer of knowledge. I've traveled to many dimensions and worlds, including ones with very advanced technological civilizations." He waved his hand to use illusion to create a holographic rendering of the technology he would grant them.
T'Chaka motioned for Chief Makana to check, and the scientist immediately started reading the information. After less than five minutes, he shook his head and sighed in disappointment:
"Is something wrong?" the king asked.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, but this knowledge is beyond my understanding."
"What are you saying?"
"They appeared to be true, but it's beyond what I can comprehend."
"Apologies," Edward stated, remembering that not everyone was Tony Stark. In fact, even Tony Stark might not be able to digest such advanced technology without years of study or a sufficient knowledge foundation. Edward raised his hand to summon a helmet.
"This contains lessons for you to be able to understand the technology I will provide." Edward thought of something, so he summoned a second helmet. "It's my understanding that the princess is also very talented. This is for her."
Makana took the helmet, and before the king could warn him, he put it on and stood in the middle of the room with his eyes closed. Everyone waited for him for more than 10 minutes before he woke up.
"Is there really such an advanced civilization?" Makana muttered.
"Master Makana."
"My apologies, Your Majesty," he swiftly said as he realized he got carried away.
"What's the result?"
"There are no issues."
"And what level of technology are we talking about?"
"Hmm, how do I put it plainly," Makana muttered. "Enough for us to wield energy on a universal scale."
King T'Chaka squinted his eyes as he finally understood everything. This man wanted Wakanda to be one of the main fighters in this upcoming war, so he chose to elevate our technology so we could compete on these creatures' level. The vibranium and knowledge are only his secondary goals.
King T'Chaka's first instinct was to reject this proposal. Although their nations would indeed benefit immensely, there is also great danger that came with it. However, he soon understood that doing so would be a grave mistake. No matter what choice he makes, this catastrophe is coming, and Edward's proposal is an opportunity for them to be the main players, an opportunity to have the power to determine their fate instead of relying on others for protection.
"I accept your proposal," King T'Chaka decided. A few of his council members did not agree with this decision, but they would not contradict their king's decision before an outsider — let alone before Goddess Bast.
"Excellent," Edward nodded. In the comics, Black Panther – T'Challa — is the Marvels' version of Batman. Not only was his intelligence on par with his sister, but he also created technology that could be considered Tier 10 and added it to his suit.
Black Panther had contingency plans for Hulk (not the weak one in the MCU, but the monster in the comics); he had weapons that could kill Galactus and the Celestials, could naturally control Mjolnir, had magic-based weapons, and a list of other powers and accomplishments—for example, invited Shadow Physics, which combined Alchemy and Quantum Physics, allowing him unlimited teleportation, including access to anywhere in the Multiverse.
"I'm glad you can come to an agreement, but what will I do?" Bast said. "How am I supposed to prepare for this catastrophe?"
"Goddess Bast, you have been our guardian since antiquity. We will protect you as long as a single Wakandian is still breathing," Queen Ramonda stated.
"This may be the only way, " Bast muttered before raising her hand to condense a mark in the shape of a panther. "This mark will allow the king to converse with all your ancestors from the Ancestral Plane and gain all their wisdom, knowledge, and experience."
Edward squinted his eyes. In the comics, T'Challa became the King of the Dead and had the same ability.
"Thank you," T'Chaka immediately said.
"Lastly, I recommend you make the Heart-Shaped Herb something universal for all Wakandians." After saying these words, Blast hurried left. Although she needed to rely on Wakanda for safety, she also wanted to prepare.
Meanwhile, Edward thought deeply, but not about the Heart-Shaped Herb. He had already analyzed that thing and realized it was a natural way to optimize a human's gene. He classified the herb as an excellent magical herb, and many potions have been optimized by Morgana after being used as a main or secondary material.
Edward continued his meeting, discussing the nitty-gritty. Once they agree on a detailed contract, both sides sign. Edward then handed over the technology, especially the one about technomancers. He hoped the Wakandians would build a Black Panther Suit capable of destroying universes.
His next stop was Talokan to meet Namor. He had previously tried to make contact, but the latter was not friendly. Despite Edward's best efforts, the first mutant did not want to listen. Once teleported underwater, he talked to Namor one last time, even revealing the upcoming catastrophe.
"Why are you being so stubborn?" Edward asked.
"The affairs of the surface world do not matter to us," Namor replied.
"Do you think you can remain unscathed? Do you think you can hide underwater while we're forced to deal with the people?" Edward asked, not hiding his frustration.
"We will be fine on our own," Namor continued. "And, who knows if you're even telling the truth?"
Edward stared into his eyes. After what felt like an eternity, he said calmly: "You're officially an unstable variable. It's a shame. Talokan is such a beautiful and unique civilization."
Namor's sense of danger suddenly went on like an alarm. He wanted to immediately attack his opponent despite knowing the vast differences in their power. Unfortunately, his eyes turned white, and his body started floating on the water. While he only fainted, this was not the same for all his other citizens. Edward ruthlessly wiped out their souls, killing everyone. Then, with a wave of his hand, he put away all of Talokan to take away their vibranium.
"Do you think this was a little rash?" Morgana asked.
"What do you think was the probability of him changing his mind?"
"3.2%."
"What about the probability that someone would free him from my mind control if I tried to force him to work for me?"
"Hmm, let me see. With beings like Mephisto, your current luck backlash, and how this world seems to operate differently than home — as high as 72.64%."
"That's why they needed to die," Edward added, making Morgana sigh. "I've already recorded his Life Code."
"Did you find the X-gene?"
"I did."
"What about his soul? Did you record all the data?"
"Yes."
"The other Talokan? Their Life Code should also be interesting."
"It's done."
"Good." Edward wiped out Namor's soul and body before disappearing. His next destination was the Nova Empire. After so long, he had finally thought of a way to make them useful in this upcoming catastrophe.
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