Disney has placed a model of the Millennium Falcon in the Star Wars Theme park, which is one of the attractions for countless Star Wars enthusiasts. At this moment, in the shadow of this massive spaceship, three sneaky figures are stealthily heading towards the ship.
Standing at the edge of the rock mountain, Natasha said to Nick, "No matter how you look at it, this model doesn't seem capable of flying, it doesn't even have engines."
"Is there anything impossible in this free park?" Nick shrugged, "Maybe for every person who enters this ship, it's just a shell. But as soon as those weird outsiders step in, the ship can immediately take off."
"Plus, if it really can't fly, aren't there the mages? Let the mages lift the ship and toss it to the other side of the portal, and you can say whether it flew or not."
Natasha rolled her eyes slightly. Taking out her cell phone, she said, "I better arrange for the mages first, otherwise, even if the ship can fly, how long would it take to reach the center of the Milky Way? Doctor Schiller can't wait that long, just toss it directly."
On the other hand, Solo and his team realized that they didn't need to be so sneaky because there was no guard next to this ship. It seemed to be on display.
However, their biggest difficulty was that all the natives rushed up to take a picture with them, and many knew their names. Some even had statues of Luke Skywalker in their hands.
"Could this be a Rebel fanatic star?" Rey looked around incredulously - she had never received such treatment before.
Seeing this situation, Solo decided to leave quickly. He worried that such an atmosphere might erode one's will. Now was not the time to linger in nostalgia.
Solo easily found the entrance to the Millennium Falcon but surprisingly, it opened slowly on its own.
Entering the ship, Solo was flooded with familiar scenes and he couldn't help but get lost in his memories. However, Rey looked worried and said, "It seems that they use this ship as an exhibit and it's well maintained, but does it really have the energy to start?"
Solo snapped out of his thoughts, walked over to the control panel, and pressed a few buttons. The lights obviously did not turn on.
But at this moment, a strange light appeared inside the ship, and stars fell onto the ship, each cabin's lights lighting up successively.
Solo turned back and looked at the control panel to find that the energy pointer was twitching unusually, but in the end, it stopped at full energy.
Solo immediately sat down in the pilot's seat, adjusted the various devices as in his memories and turned back and said, "Fasten your seatbelts, the ship is taking off."
And indeed, the ship was about to take off.
Ten seconds later, under the astonished gaze of all tourists, the spaceship filled with magic light slowly left the ground. The speed of ascent grew increasingly faster until it finally disappeared into the bright blue sky.
Standing on the rock mountain, Natasha keenly observed that there was a small unnoticeable gap on the ground that emanated a faint glow after the ship had departed.
She rushed to the ground as fast as she could. The crevice was right where the ground intersected with the mountain, very inconspicuous. Natasha looked inside and discovered a glowing statue of Walt Disney.
Nick, who also rushed over, spotted the statue. He raised an eyebrow and said, "It seems like the mission for this area was to help these aliens take off, but where were they supposed to go in the first place?"
The two looked up simultaneously and saw a colorful whirlpool at the zenith of the sky. An unfamiliar cosmic aura came from behind the whirlpool - it seemed like the path home for the foreigners.
But unfortunately, the portal set up by the mages was slightly below the whirlpool. So before the rapidly ascending Millennium Falcon could even touch the homebound whirlpool, it had already been transported away by the mages' portal.
In the sky of Sparta star, it took Jason Spartacus several minutes to regain his senses.
This wasn't surprising - anyone surrounded by these ghouls would be frightened. No one knew for whom that pitch-black thing above was drooling.
"Spartacus, do you know where this spaceship came from?" The Celestial known as the Inspector asked.
Jason focused, looking at the fragments of the spaceship. The spaceship was badly damaged, making it difficult to spot any specific details. But Jason could at least recognize that it definitely wasn't a Sparta star spaceship. So he said,
"This is not our spaceship. Whatever happened to this spaceship, it has nothing to do with us."
"Then you should know the policy of the Galactic Congress, right?" Stark raised his voice, "You group of stupid cosmic termites, you've made a stupid policy that fully demonstrates your stupidity. You've cut off the communication between human civilization and alien civilizations for hundreds of years. Are you saying you didn't do this?"
"I…" Jason was rather indignant, he wanted to say it wasn't his policy. Plus, the high civilizations of the Senate had also tacitly approved it, so why should he be the one to take the blame?
But he had to figure out what all this had to do with Sparta first. At this moment, Loki spoke.
"I won't deny that this spaceship came from Earth, but I also don't think humans would have flown it here. Obviously, the member countries of the Galactic Congress aren't welcoming any humans."
No sooner had he said this, than Jason thought of the only external spaceship in the recent past – the small spaceship brought here by Peter Quill.
Jason had never seen this small spaceship with his own eyes, but he had lived on Earth and understood some human languages. When he looked closely at the spaceship's fragments, he indeed discovered some markings of the human language system on them.
He opened his mouth to speak, then closed it again. Could he really say that this is Peter Quill's ship?
Indeed, Quill had half human blood in him, but he also possessed the bloodline of a Spartacus. And the spaceship appeared over a Spartacus star. That must have some relation to the Spartacus.
Jason's mind raced as he scrambled to find a way out of this predicament. Just then, Loki turned to the members of the Heavenly Gods Group and said: "I think we should have a human identify which human faction this spaceship belongs to. We should look into their history and figure out when the ship disappeared."
The Inspector was about to speak when Emperor Mount Wey interrupted.
"Any matter concerning Earth should be handled with extreme caution. This is an eternal oracle. If indeed there exists something on Earth that is potentially harmful to you, you ought to be even more cautious."
The inspector understood that Emperor Mount Wey was subtly hinting that they should avoid Earth.
How overcautious of Emperor Mount Wey, thought the inspector. There is already one celestial infected, which suggests that the worm may have already crawled out. Which one of the celestials would dare to venture to Earth now? Would that not be suicidal?
"We do not need to investigate," Strange said. "These are the characters of Wakanda on Earth. The king of Wakanda is Black Panther T'Challa. We really ought to invite him over to clear up where this ship came from and where the plague threatening you originated."
"Then, Honorable Supreme Mage, could you invite this king over?" Loki nodded to Strange. "You have unhindered access to the Nine Major Kingdoms."
Once again, Strange nodded expressionlessly, vanished, and reappeared above Earth, beginning to search for T'Challa.
As for T'Challa, where was he currently?
He was in the realm of the Panther God.
More formally, T'Challa was currently communicating with the gods. To put it frankly, Panther God was giving Black Panther a script.
The immense Panther God jabbered a bunch at T'Challa, basically telling him what Doctor Shiller had told him the night of the 'Plants vs. Zombies' episode.
The more T'Challa heard, the more shocked he became. Then he looked at his god with a complex look, as if trying to convey "Aren't you guys a little bit unfair?"
The Panther God understood T'Challa's gaze. However, he simply licked his paw and pointed towards the tree behind him.
T'Challa walked over and came back holding a large amount of old books and documents.
When he appeared in front of the celestials, having walked through the portal that Strange had opened, bearing the same amount of materials, he threw them angrily onto the ground and exclaimed, "This is an outright disgrace, a mockery of Wakanda's honor!"
Several celestials looked at him. T'Challa took a deep sigh, fearlessly stared back at them, and said, "This spaceship does indeed belong to Wakanda."
Relief washed over Jason when he heard that. Soon after, however, confusion set in. How could humans simply admit that the weapon was theirs?
Then, T'Challa pointed at the pile of documents, and said, "When Honorable Supreme Mage just now came to me, asking if we had lost a spaceship, I scrupulously checked the records of recently lost spaceships but found nothing."
"Given the gravity of the matter, Honorable Supreme Mage insisted, and so I went to find my already abdicated father and learned an old story from him."
T'Challa glanced around the room, finally resting his gaze on Jason. He then retracted his gaze and said, "Wakanda had developed an extremely advanced civilization and had the ability to communicate with extraterrestrial civilizations, a hundred years ago."
"When we first gained this ability, we also tried to do so. At that time, someone responded to us."
Jason was about to say that was impossible, because the Galactic Congress members are not allowed to reply to any signals from Earth. However, T'Challa's words were stunning.
"They identified themselves as the Galactic Congress."
"Impossible!" Jason retorted.
"You, of course, wouldn't know." T'Challa lowered his gaze slightly, briefly casting a sidelong glance at Jason, before turning his head and continued, "Because you believe in that ridiculous blockade policy, not knowing that it's merely a bargaining chip for certain individuals among them to gain benefits."
"The person who replied told me that Wakanda wouldn't have a chance to further progress and leave Earth. Because the Galactic Congress has blocked all communications between Earth and extraterrestrial civilizations. They wouldn't want us to make any sort of contact."
"Wakanda asked them the reason for their actions, but received no answer. But they proposed conditions to Wakanda. If Wakanda would sever ties with the human race, they would be willing to accept us."
"Of course, we didn't agree. However, they claimed that they wished to send someone for a visit in Wakanda to verify whether our civilization was as advanced as we had portrayed."
T'Challa snorted. "At that time, we thought they wanted to use this opportunity to reassess whether to lift the blockade on Earth. We thought showing them our advanced civilization would be beneficial, so we gladly extended an invitation."
"But as it turns out, we were not welcoming friendly guests, but a despicable thief."