During this negotiation, Techara seemed to let his mother participate completely. Queen Mother Ramonda also happily accepted his power and maintained the unity and harmony of the Black Panther royal family in the eyes of outsiders. But neither Techara nor Queen Mother Ramonda knew that the emperor had made two preparations. This informal talk without any news reports feedback a very important message, that is, Wakanda's views on opening the border are different, and the policies to face the chaos on the African continent after opening the border are also completely different. Since opening the border is inevitable, how to win the greatest interests for Wakanda will be an issue that the Black Panther royal family needs to consider.

If the former king Techaka is still alive, then Wakanda's approach would only be to send medical assistance and work with the United Nations Health Organization to solve the plague problem in the African continent or neighboring countries in Wakanda. If there is a terrorist attack or a warlord coup, then Wakanda can only take away Wakanda citizens and wait for the situation to stabilize before providing assistance; but now the view of Queen Mother Ramonda and Wakanda nobles is to directly interfere, use the most direct means to stabilize Wakanda's surrounding countries, completely eliminate poverty, war, plague, drugs and violent crimes, and stabilize Wakanda's investment environment.

Techara undoubtedly opposed this practice. As the person who can best inherit his father Techara's will, he did not have any means to suppress his mother and the nobles of Wakanda. What's more, he himself was not particularly firm, especially when he saw the poor in Kenya who had no hope for their future life and could only indulge in cough syrup and aviation kerosene, he himself was not sure whether Wakanda's interference would be beneficial to them - no matter how the situation would be, it would not be worse than the current life of those poor people. At least in Wakanda's interference, they could at least get a charity school where their children could look forward to the future, instead of worrying all day long that their children would be attacked by warlords, and they would not be squeezed by multinational corporations to have no blood left, or they could only clean up dangerous and toxic waste for a little food.

This put Techara in a certain philosophical dilemma, because what he was most worried about was not his mother who held power tightly, but the future of Wakanda. He was not sure whether the future of Wakanda would launch colonial exploitation like the white colonists, like the former white colonists, under the banner of spreading civilization, whether the future of reason and science he longed for would embark on a path he and his father abandoned because of the selfish desires of some people, and what he should do to ensure that his father's ideals were not tarnished and distorted - the heart-shaped grass gave him a healthy body far beyond ordinary people, but he was not sure whether he could always control the future of Wakanda. He was afraid that Wakanda in his hands would go in a direction that he and all the black panthers would not want to see, abandon all the beautiful things worthy of life, and transform into an uncontrollable hungry wolf.

“We need to talk,” he said to Steve Rogers. “I think there are some questions that you can answer.”

"You should know that my diploma is only elementary school, right?" Steve Rogers smiled self-deprecatingly with beer. He was not very adaptable to such occasions, but when he came here, his old friends came here, he still had to come here to do the social activities he hated the most. However, the situation here gave him a sigh of relief. He did not encounter the kind of embarrassing occasion he expected. Instead, the craft beer in Wakanda is very popular. "Wakanda's technology has exceeded the outside world for a thousand years. I don't think there is any problem that scientists in Hahnburg cannot answer." Steve Rogers said, "All I can do here is telling stories... Do you know what I'm doing during this period?"

Techara couldn't help but smile.

Steve Rogers was invited by the education department to tell the children about the world wars that took place outside in Wakanda's big cities. Especially after the Civil War, although many cities were not affected by the Civil War, strengthening anti-war education was put on daily life. This was a plan approved by Techara himself. Steve Rogers became the best lecturer - no one could understand the cruelty of war better than him. He could use his personal experience to instill a concept in Wakanda's children that war was full of pain, injuries and dirty pain. If it were not for the purpose of defending the home and bringing peace, then war would not be legitimate - of course, the children would definitely not understand these, and Steve Rogers could only try his best to give more lectures, rather than recording physical education course videos for students like he was in the United States.

"A hundred lectures, you did a good job." Techara patted Steve Rogers on the shoulder. But soon the worry occupied his eyes again. "I don't think I'm smarter than those students. My only advantage is that I've walked out of this country and I saw the true appearance of the world. Have you been to Kenya, Captain?"

"You mean the pursuit of Hydra..."

"No... that's just an accident. My father admired the Avengers' philosophy and opposed the Avengers just because someone used the organization wrongly." Techara waved his hand and skipped the bad topic. "I want to ask, have you ever seen the lives of the poor Kenyan people? I don't mean those who work in the shipyard, Steve, I mean those who live in the garbage dump. Do you think Wakanda can save them?"

"You've sent out a medical support team and have also set up a school, right?"

"I mean a complete rescue, Steve. Schools and hospitals can indeed change their lives in a short time, but as long as the situation remains unchanged, the poor will emerge one after another. Relying on schools and hospitals alone cannot save everyone. The real useful way is to change the environment they are in."

Steve Rogers smelled the danger of the topic.

"You are worried about Wakanda, not Kenya."

"Yes, my friend." Techara sighed, "Many Wakandans think they can bring civilization to Kenya, and it is true. Wakanda can clear away corruption, build public facilities, and establish a stable political and economic system... But will we transform into arrogance and arrogance of the bastards who claim to be saviors, regard everything as their credit, and then wantonly exploit the people we should have saved, just like those white colonists?"

"I don't know, Techara." Steve Rogers looked around and pulled two chairs to invite Techara to sit opposite him. He also greeted his good friends Sam Wilson and James Buchanan to sit next to him, placing the backrest in a circle, like a psychological help club. "Let's hear what others say. Sam, you heard Techara's thoughts, what advice do you have?"

"How bad can the lives of those Kenyans go?" Sam Wilson is the most direct. "I have carried out missions in Kenya, arresting arms dealers, diamond smugglers, drug dealers, corrupt officials and bloodthirsty rural warlords. I have not seen those people in Wakanda, and if Wakanda can clear those guys out, then Kenyans will definitely be better."

"I reserve my opinion." James Buchanan snatched the beer bottle from Sam Wilson with his only arm. "Techara's concerns are not that simple. Don't you understand, Sam, he is worried about the future of this behavior."
Chapter completed!