[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-marvel-starting-with-the-ice-ice-fruit":3,"chapter-marvel-starting-with-the-ice-ice-fruit-marvel-starting-with-the-ice-ice-fruit-chapter-31":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Marvel: Starting with the Ice-Ice Fruit",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1733228,2216,"Chapter 31: The Lizard Rises, The Spider's Vengeance","marvel-starting-with-the-ice-ice-fruit-chapter-31",31,"\u003Cp>\"That's all you brought?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent stared at the small backpack Gwen tossed onto the rear seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A change of clothes and a swimsuit. That's all I need,\" Gwen said, buckling her seatbelt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had wanted to bring more, but her locker at school was tiny, and she couldn't carry a suitcase around all day without looking suspicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent laughed. \"One outfit? Unacceptable. We're going to Fifth Avenue.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without waiting for an answer, he gunned the engine and headed straight for Manhattan's luxury district.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fifth Avenue? No way! My allowance won't even buy a scarf there!\" Gwen protested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent ignored her objections. He parked the car and dragged her from store to store. Chanel, Gucci, Prada.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent didn't have much cash on hand, but he had the American Express Centurion Card (Black Card). With his current net worth, getting approved for a multi-million dollar credit line was trivial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Americans lived on credit. Vincent just played the game better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the trunk was stuffed with bags.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwen eventually stopped fighting it. Seeing the price tags made her dizzy, but it also reminded her of Vincent's secret identity as a \"best-selling author.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She realized she shouldn't be so materialistic, but watching Vincent pick out dresses for her made her brain short-circuit. Every rational thought was replaced by the thrill of being spoiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll regret this later,\" she mumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent grinned. \"No regrets allowed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drove towards the Long Island estate. He was looking forward to tonight. He had bought a very specific outfit for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the Shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black Widow watched the couple drive away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Millions of dollars from one book,\" Natasha mused. \"He spends money like water.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She decided to pull back. She didn't want Vincent to spot her tailing him again. He was too perceptive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I need to report to Fury. The intel about HYDRA... it's too dangerous to discuss over comms.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Natasha headed for Washington D.C., leaving New York for the weekend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, another observer stepped out of the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mystique, disguised as Ms. Juliet, watched Natasha leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So the guidance counselor is Black Widow,\" Mystique confirmed. \"This intel is gold.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If SHIELD was this interested in Vincent, the Brotherhood had to move fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscorp Tower. Lab Sector.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dr. Connors, we're moving to human trials,\" a man in a sharp suit announced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Menken, Norman Osborn's personal aide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Connors stood up, his one arm trembling. \"No! We have the formula, yes, but stability is still an issue. Human trials are premature!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Menken stared at him coldly. \"Doctor, everything you create belongs to Oscorp. You can take your time, but Mr. Osborn doesn't have time. He's dying.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you won't do it, we'll find someone who will,\" Menken sneered. \"You're dismissed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Menken left the lab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Connors slumped into his chair. He looked at his missing arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had spent his life trying to fix himself. Trying to be whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They'll ruin it,\" Connors whispered. \"They'll kill someone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Desperation clawed at him. The formula was right there. It was his work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed a vial of the serum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If anyone is going to be the test subject... it should be me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He injected the green fluid into his stump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pain. Agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then... growth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A new arm burst forth, scaly and strong. Connors laughed, tears streaming down his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then the scales began to spread. His mind clouded with a primal urge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Terrified, he fled the lab, disappearing into the sewers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minutes Later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peter Parker entered the lab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw the chaos. He saw the empty vial. And he saw the cage where the test rats were kept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One rat had mutated into a lizard-like monster and was devouring the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peter stared at the carnage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized the flaw in the formula. It lacked the specific genetic key—the key hidden in hisfather's blood. The Parker DNA.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is my father's legacy,\" Peter whispered. \"The only perfect map lies within me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peter's eyes were dark. Since learning the truth about his parents' death (orchestrated by Oscorp), his kind heart had been consumed by rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He modified the remaining serum, adding his own blood to the mix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A new world opens for me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He injected himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fire coursed through his veins. It wasn't just spider-powers. It was something more unstable. A vengeful mutation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He deleted the security footage and stumbled out of Oscorp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed to hide. When he emerged, he wouldn't be \"Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would be the Predator of New York.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Atlantic Ocean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent didn't know his actions had accelerated the timeline. The Butterfly Effect was in full swing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as a transmigrator, he existed outside the Sacred Timeline. His presence was the chaos factor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, he didn't care about lizards or spiders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was steering a luxury yacht into the open waters of the Atlantic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I mentioned wanting to see the ocean once,\" Gwen said, leaning against the railing, the wind whipping her hair. \"And you rented a yacht?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I called the bank,\" Vincent shrugged. \"They were happy to oblige.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a VIP client with hundreds of millions in liquid assets, getting a boat for the weekend was just customer service.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwen looked at him. The mystery, the power, the sudden wealth. It was overwhelming, but intoxicating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So,\" Vincent said, cutting the engine as they drifted under the stars. \"About that swimsuit...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Get The FULL NOVEL at Once!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At 30% OFF for limited time\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>@patreon.com\u002FAuthorizz\u003C\u002Fp>",901,"2026-06-06T16:16:52.583Z",1,"novelbin.me","d4570c4a9a9ba7e49579f22c186ad907058e69b809990a9f7c349215d1010aa5","marvel-starting-with-the-ice-ice-fruit-chapter-32","marvel-starting-with-the-ice-ice-fruit-chapter-30",116,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmarvel-starting-with-the-ice-ice-fruit-cover.jpg"]