Now, once this helmet was put on, it could easily connect to virtual online games—and Xu Dan himself was eager to try it out.
He had long wanted to experience a true virtual game.
It was just that, for now, there was only a 3D model. Producing the physical version would still take a few days.
To release it to players worldwide would take even longer.
After all, this was a highly sophisticated piece of equipment, and nothing could be allowed to go wrong.
Production was entirely mechanical. With the 3D model in place, the machines could manufacture it on their own.
While waiting, Xu Dan discussed cooperation with Shuri regarding opening game servers in Wakanda.
Shuri was still a child. Even though she was a princess, she inevitably had a playful side.
Although climbing over the wall only took a few seconds each time, the procedure itself was cumbersome.
So, Shuri wanted to set up a server directly in Wakanda.
This suggestion instantly enlightened Xu Dan.
He saw another business opportunity.
As everyone knew, vibranium was a universal metal. So what kind of performance would a professional vibranium gaming server deliver?
The super servers of his Nanji Technology Company were already extremely powerful—artifacts in the eyes of outsiders.
Yet even those could not withstand the Red Queen's overload operations. If a vibranium server were built, would the Red Queen even feel the slightest pressure when running on it?
Of course, the price of vibranium was still extremely discouraging. If it were used as an energy source, Xu Dan's net worth would be completely wiped out.
According to incomplete statistics, the value of vibranium alone in Wakanda could rival the world's total annual economic output.
Even so, the Wakandan royal family was still immensely wealthy.
The plan for a vibranium server would have to proceed slowly. Xu Dan had no intention of rushing it.
At present, all of Shuri's energy was focused on the mass production of virtual gaming helmets. If calculated based on an initial batch of ten million units, it would likely take at least a month.
Therefore, Xu Dan planned to return first and come back later to collect the goods.
As the first external collaborator Wakanda had accepted in many years, the royal family attached great importance to him. Thus, when Xu Dan departed, they even dispatched an escort to accompany him.
A few days earlier.
In a suburb of New York.
An old man stared at a newly delivered newspaper, the headline reading in bold letters: "Antarctic Military Industry."
Below it were pages of propaganda. But even without promotion, the Antarctic Military Industry was powerful enough on its own.
The old man wore a helmet and strange attire—nothing like an ordinary person.
After a long while, he put down the newspaper and gestured toward a pistol lying on the ground nearby.
The pistol actually flew into his hand.
The old man caught it. It was an ordinary handgun, easily purchased in the United States—convenient, yet utterly inferior.
Its effectiveness was far less than that of mutant abilities.
Yes—he was Magneto.
Leader of the Brotherhood of Mutants.
Magneto had always held one belief: that the world should be ruled by mutants, and ordinary humans should exist only as inferiors.
In this society, mutants were discriminated against everywhere—even slaughtered.
The members of the Brotherhood were all victims of human oppression.
After ideological indoctrination, they all believed mutants were superior to humans.
In the near future, a transformation would inevitably occur to fully realize this goal.
And the establishment of the Antarctic Military Industry represented an opportunity.
Unlike Stark Industries of the past, the Antarctic Military Industry produced far more powerful weapons and equipment.
Thus, Magneto devised a plan.
Kidnap Xu Dan—the founder of the Antarctic Military Industry—and force him to develop even more powerful weapons for the Brotherhood.
However, intelligence from his subordinates indicated that Xu Dan was protected by powerful individuals.
Moreover, Xu Dan's current status was no less significant than that of the United States president. Kidnapping him in broad daylight would be extremely risky.
Thus, Magneto fell into a dilemma.
But then, new intelligence arrived—Xu Dan had gone to Africa alone.
This was a gift from heaven.
Magneto immediately organized his subordinates. One word: pursue.
Unfortunately, Xu Dan's travel speed was too fast. By the time they caught up, they had reached the Wakandan border—and could only see Xu Dan's retreating figure.
"That person is Xu Dan!" said a mutant with a thorn-covered face.
Beside him, a white woman rolled her eyes. "Nonsense. Look around—who else could it be?"
"Hurry! Go get him!"
Several mutants rushed forward, but just as they moved, Xu Dan and his group vanished.
In Magneto's eyes, this was pure mockery.
A cooked duck had flown away right under their noses.
Thus, he and the Brotherhood found a concealed location and settled in.
They would wait for the day Xu Dan returned.
Magneto was not afraid of waiting—he had waited many years already. A few more days meant nothing.
"There's movement! Someone's coming out!"
The sentry's voice jolted the drowsy Magneto awake.
He stood up immediately and squinted into the distance.
It wasn't just one person.
It was a Wakandan army.
Black Panther T'Challa himself was escorting Xu Dan as he departed.
But—
What was an army worth?
"Move! Capture Xu Dan—now!"
With Magneto's command, the mutants surged forward, their abilities blazing like streaks of light as they charged toward Xu Dan and the Wakandan escort.
The moment Xu Dan stepped out of the cloaking barrier, he sensed something was wrong.
Scanning his surroundings, he spotted the group of mutants charging wildly toward them.
"Enemy attack! Defensive formation!"
The escort captain shouted as the warriors advanced ten steps forward, raising their spears and forming a protective wall.
Black Panther T'Challa's expression turned cold as he instantly entered a combat stance.
Who in this world dared to provoke Wakanda?
The Black Panther would deliver the deadliest retaliation.
Yet unlike them, Xu Dan was thinking—where did these people come from?
Then he saw a familiar figure among the crowd.
Sabretooth.
During his first visit to the virtual training room at Xavier's Academy, Xu Dan had fought him.
So the mutant left an impression.
Since Sabretooth was leading the charge, the mastermind behind the scenes needed no guessing.
It was Magneto.
"What is Old Wan plotting this time?" Xu Dan muttered.
"Xu Dan, they seem to be coming for you," Black Panther said.
"I think so too," Xu Dan replied with a calm smile.
That smile became deeply etched in T'Challa's memory—so much so that he would recall Xu Dan many times in future battles.
For the moment Xu Dan finished speaking, his entire aura underwent a fundamental transformation.
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