Marvel Universe Visionary

Chapter 100: Eating hot pot and singing songs, and then getting robbed (Please subscribe!)

John Smith never imagined that he would end up like this.

It is very appropriate to express it with the opening paragraph of his book.

"Poverty must be eradicated at all times. It is essential to eradicate it!"

"Just imagine, you went out of town with your colleagues, eating sandwiches and singing songs, and suddenly you were robbed by a group of poor black people!"

“So, the days when poverty is eliminated are good days!”

Yes, John Smith and his group were indeed robbed.

Shortly after they entered Wakanda.

Originally they were eating sandwiches and singing local songs together, but they didn't expect that they were stopped by a group of people with guns less than ten minutes after entering Wakanda.

If these people hadn't been wearing modern clothes, John Smith would really have thought they were savages.

There was a black security guard who wanted to demonstrate modern firepower, but as soon as he raised his gun to pull the trigger, a beam of light shot out from those rifles that looked very historical.

It directly melted the 90% new AK in his hand.

According to the other party, if it weren't for the fact that they were both black Africans, he could have melted him together with AK.

What happens next is simple.

This group of people had no ability to resist at all and were captured by the local residents.

After being "confessed" as the leader, John Smith was taken into a car alone, and the car drove towards the destination.

John Smith, who was wearing a hood, had no idea what was happening.

But he still seemed very calm.

Since coming to Africa, he has been "invited" back by local tribes three times and "invited" back by some local armed forces four or five times.

Anyway, every time they invited him back, they didn't kill him, but made the internationally accepted gesture, rubbing the thumb, index finger and middle finger together.

The meaning is simple: I want money.

After contacting their own people, the security company brought dozens of people and dozens of guns to pay the ransom, and John Smith returned safely.

After all, people have to live, and taking the money and leaving can avoid conflict. This is the best ending.

This is why Colin planned to reorganize the African "workplace" after learning the news.

The local gangs are so rude.

This time, John Smith also thought he was being robbed.

After arriving at the place, I will contact someone and redeem my people. Then I will report to my boss and ask him to find someone to intimidate this small country called Wakanda!

With this idea in mind, John Smith began to try to communicate with people around him.

"Hello, my name is John Smith, and I'm not a bad guy."

"I am the head of a charitable foundation. I came to Wakanda to help you."

John Smith tried to communicate with these people using the local language he had just learned in the past few months.

Although it was a bit stifling, I could still understand the general meaning.

However, what John Smith did not expect was that apart from the roar of the engine, there was no other sound responding to him.

The local gang members in Wakanda have very high combat skills.

No communication with prisoners?

"I'm not lying. Our foundation has helped many tribes and countries over the past few months."

"Among the black brothers who came with me, there are locals. If you don't believe me, you can ask them."

John Smith tried to convince the locals with the locals.

"Shut up!"

This time a sound finally came, but John Smith was stunned.

After a brief processing of the language module in his brain, he suddenly realized that the other party was speaking English?

what?
Does anyone here understand English?

In fact, not all people on the African continent do not understand English, but only the rich and powerful, or those who have been qualified to learn since childhood, can understand some English.

Among these people, more than half of them only know a few English words, such as "money" and "dollar".

There are very few people who can communicate normally.

"Great, do you speak English?"

"I am really the head of a charity foundation. I have no ill intentions. I am here just to..."

John Smith thought that his local dialect was not authentic enough, so when he found out that the other party could speak English, he quickly switched to English and planned to say it again.

Unfortunately, before he could finish, something sealed his mouth.

He was immediately banned.

Helpless, John Smith, who was silenced, could only mutter to himself in his heart.

Who are these people?

Could they be people from other countries pretending to be locals?

That doesn't make sense. When I looked at their appearance before, they were clearly pure black, the kind of colorful black.

Not all locals have this kind of skin.

Could it be some mysterious organization hidden in the African continent?
As he was thinking, John Smith suddenly remembered the "joke" he had told Colin before.

That is, aliens have landed on the African continent, and the technology on the African continent is several centuries ahead of that on Earth.

He originally treated this rumor as a joke.

However, today, he began to doubt his idea. It was not because the other party could speak English that he had this idea.

He still clearly remembered the lasers fired from the weapons that looked like spears in the hands of the group of people.

And the melted AK47.

It's not easy to melt an AK made of steel.

What's more, it melts instantly?

This looks like an alien weapon!

As someone who had experienced the alien invasion of New York, John Smith instantly associated the spear with aliens.

Is it possible that the rumor is true?
With an extremely uneasy mood, John Smith felt more and more that something was wrong.

Because he felt that the road surface was a little too smooth.

That's right, it is almost impossible to find a smooth road on the African continent.

Although there are some, they were all built many years ago and most of them are only very small sections.

Most of the roads are muddy. Once it rains, even an off-road vehicle that can conquer all terrains has to be called "awesome!" here.

When he first arrived, John Smith was wondering how a large truck, which made all the noise except the horn, could carry dozens of passengers and travel through such bad roads to reach its destination.

Only when he saw the Odebiaos delivering bananas on bicycles did he understand.

I thought the Indians were powerful enough, but these warriors in front of me are undoubtedly more powerful than the Indians.

It was also because of this that, in the beginning, John Smith had to spend a long time shaking in the car every day.

However, today, he rarely encountered any bumpy roads.

What’s the difference between this and seeing a ghost?
Fortunately, John Smith didn't have much time to think about it.

As the car slowly stopped, two people grabbed his arms, one on each side, and lifted him up from the ground.

Let's just say John Smith could clearly feel himself moving.

But his feet never touched the ground.

Could it be that these people were flying?

But the sound of footsteps beside his ears made him give up this idea.

Fortunately, at least I'm walking.

As time passed, John Smith's ears gradually heard more and more sounds.

Most of the sounds are footsteps, and only a few are the sounds of people communicating.

As for what these people were communicating, John Smith couldn't understand it. It was not in any language he knew.

Although humans have five senses, when they lose their vision, the sense of fear will increase rapidly.

Because you can't see, everything becomes unknown. Even if there is a cat in front of you, when you close your eyes and touch the cat's fur, you will think it is a hairy monster.

Now a picture appeared in John Smith's mind.

The people I was talking to were all aliens with pointy ears and weird looks.

They were communicating in an alien language, and I didn't know if they were going to eat me alive.

boom!
It didn't take long for John Smith to think of this, and he finally felt his feet land on the ground.

The moment his feet touched the ground, John Smith was the first to breathe a sigh of relief.

I finally felt a little relieved.

The next second, the hood on his face was pulled off, and the strong sunlight made it difficult for him to open his eyes.

In the glaring sunlight, John Smith could only see a short, fat, black old man with a white beard sitting right in front of him.

They were wearing local clothing somewhat similar to that of the surrounding countries.

On either side of the old man sat two women.

Behind the old man stood a young black man.

The whole scene was extremely strange.

John Smith felt a little guilty being stared at by four people, and his eyes involuntarily began to look around.

As a result, I didn’t know what to look at, and I was shocked when I saw it.

Why does the decoration of this room give him a feeling of futuristic technology?
Is there really alien technology here?

And there are black people among aliens?

Thinking of this, John Smith couldn't help swallowing.

What black people say, that God is also black, can't it be true?

"Are you John Smith?"

Finally, after John Smith had been anxious for a long time, the old black man sitting in the middle finally spoke.

He spoke his native language, English, which he was very familiar with.

"I'm John Smith, the director of the Visionary Charitable Foundation."

Although he was still extremely nervous, John Smith still maintained the face of the foundation.

At least he didn't kneel down on the spot, right?
"The Visionary Charitable Foundation was founded by Colin Strange, a psychiatrist with some reputation in New York."

"May I know what your purpose is in coming here?"

"Do you want to steal something?"

(End of this chapter)