Chapter 2925: Leisure Time (6)

"Thank you very much. I will notify Laboratory 32 immediately. They have been urging for a long time. Okay, goodbye."

Tim put down the phone. Not long after, the office door was knocked. Seeing the visitor's appearance, Tim froze for a moment.

"What's wrong with you?" A pair of hands waved in front of him. Tim shook his head and said, "Nothing, I thought the researchers here were all Peter Parker."

"You are new here, right? Most of the researchers here are indeed Peter Parker, but I am Gwen."

"Are you also Spider-Man?"

"Of course. Actually, it should have been Miles who came, but he didn't finish his homework and was in a hurry to leave, so I came to run an errand for him. Where are the newly arrived reagents?"

"They are over there. You take a box to the 22nd floor for Laboratory 32, Laboratory 33, and Laboratory 36. If there are more, don't move them back, just put them in the warehouse on the 22nd floor."

Gwen Spider-Man nodded, but asked curiously, "How come you are responsible for receiving reagents? Usually, such important work won't be arranged for newcomers."

"Of course it's because I perform well." Tim said a bit proudly. Seeing Gwen's suspicious gaze, he had to sigh and said, "Originally I was helping out in Mr. Stark's laboratory, but he thought I was too noisy, so he kicked me out."

Gwen Spider-Man looked him up and down and said, "You can enter Mr. Stark's laboratory? Which university did you graduate from? What amazing results have you produced before?"

"Neither." Tim shook his head and said decisively, "I am a connection."

"That's interesting. Who can have such a big face to put you directly into Mr. Stark's laboratory?"

"Doctor Shiler."

"That's fine."

Gwen Spider-Man just wanted to leave, but Tim received a call. After hanging up, he said, "The storage records on the 22nd floor seem to have some problems. I'll go down with you."

Gwen Spider-Man didn't say anything, picked up the box and was about to leave, but Tim exerted his gentlemanly spirit to help her take some, but the box was so heavy that it almost pulled his arm off.

Gwen Spider-Man giggled, weighed the box in her hand very easily and said, "You can't compare this with Spider-Man. You'd better remember it next time."

Tim shook his head helplessly. On the way downstairs together, he asked a lot about the organization system of the Spider Army.

"Honestly, I am very interested in Spider-Man, mainly very interested in the process of you possessing spider abilities. Have you all been bitten by spiders? Is that spider that bit you still alive?"

"I knew you would want to talk about this." Gwen Spider-Man had an expression of 'I expected it', she said: "Basically everyone who knows a little about Spider-Man wants to know this, but it might disappoint you. This is not a very rigorous scientific process. To be precise, it is actually magic."

Gwen Spider-Man introduced the Spider Totem to Tim, and then said: "In fact, the spiders that bit us are completely different. Some are simply non-venomous varieties, and some didn't even bite, just walked through a form, but we all possess similar superpowers."

Tim was obviously disappointed. Gwen Spider-Man continued: "You don't know yet, right? Recently, Battleworld opened, and a guy called Bruce Wei En came to our team. He is very interesting..."

"Wait a minute!" Tim felt his brain crashing a bit. He said, "Aren't you Spider-Man? Isn't everyone in your team Spider-Man?"

"Yes, this Bruce Wei En is also Spider-Man. Don't you think it's strange?"

"Bruce Wei En can also be Spider-Man?!" Tim was really surprised, he said: "But you are clearly people from two universes."

"This process is a bit complicated. That Bruce didn't explain it clearly, but it seems that a Spider-Man from a universe gave him the ability."

"Can this be given casually?!"

"Of course not casually. Recently, another Spider-Man gave his ability to Miles, but this must be agreed by the Spider Totem."

Gwen Spider-Man continued to walk forward holding the box, thinking while saying: "We originally thought this Bruce Wei En would be as particularly smart as other Batmen, plus Spider-Man's superpowers, wouldn't our team be invincible?"

"Isn't it?"

"There is no such good thing." Gwen Spider-Man hummed and said: "I don't know why, this Bruce who became Spider-Man is not very smart. If I have to say it, he is actually a bit stupid, and it seems he is not as dark as Batman. I think he is quite normal."

"Really everything is there." Tim sighed, he shook his head and said: "My counterparts don't have anything very special."

"Are they all exactly the same?"

"Not really, it seems that some Tim Drakes have different sexual orientations than me. They seem to be gay."

"That's not anything different." Gwen Spider-Man shook her head and said: "My good sister is also gay, but she is very popular. Maybe it's because she is a drummer."

The two soon came to the 22nd floor. Tim went to the warehouse, and Gwen Spider-Man had to send things to various laboratories. Before leaving, Gwen Spider-Man also introduced the Spider APP to Tim, letting him go up and see if he had nothing to do.

After Tim handled the warehouse work, he took out his phone to check. He was really curious about the organization system of the Spider Army, but because he was an outsider, he couldn't get on.

Tim had to call Shiler, wanting his Spider APP account, but he didn't expect Shiler to have something to do with him, so he had to ask for half a day off on the attendance system and return to Arkham Sanatorium.

"It's like this, Tim, you have handled some work of Wei En Group before, right?"

"Not much." Tim shook his head and said: "After Bruce became a doctor, the whole group was managed by me."

Shiler patted him on the shoulder and said: "I plan to buy a farm in California, mainly for recuperation and socializing. I just called to consult, and their quote is surprisingly expensive. Do you have any good ways?"

"Legal or illegal?"

"You can even do illegal things?!"

"Cat Getan people can do it. You can find a Gypsy to splash dung on their door. I have a recipe that leaves fragrance for three years."

Shiler sprayed a mouthful of water. He looked at Tim and said: "It's hard to imagine what kind of life you live in Cat Getan, but I am a doctor, I can't break the law, so of course it is a legal means."

Tim sat down, thought for a while and said: "This is a bit troublesome. It is probably impossible for you to be completely legal, only looking relatively legal."

"For example?"

"Relocation of heavily polluted chemical plants, explosion of dangerous chemical tank trucks, discharge of nuclear wastewater into the sea, urban rain cloud pollution..."

"Wait a minute." Shiler put down the water cup and said: "I didn't want to get the land for free either, it's fine if it's cheaper."

Tim touched his chin, his eyes turned up, thinking and saying: "Then it can only rely on public opinion. Do they have any immoral slaughtering behavior? How is the safety measure of the biogas digester? Has the farmer's pet died recently? Is there any venue suitable for extreme sports around?"

Hearing these questions, Shiler knew what he was going to do, so he cleared his throat and said: "Wicked people in this world are mostly the same. The methods you can think of have long been thought of by wicked ghosts."

Tim looked him up and down and said: "The wicked ghost you are talking about wouldn't be you..."

"It's not me, don't talk nonsense!" Shiler denied at light speed, and then said: "Those who can own a farm in that kind of place are not fools, and there are naturally people behind them."

"Is there no one behind you?"

"I am usually the person behind."

"This is a bit troublesome." Tim touched his chin and said: "If they have encountered such things, they must be prepared early, but there should be another way."

Tim touched a piece of paper on the coffee table, writing while saying: "They have backers, so they must be able to control the public opinion of traditional media. Even if there are any violations inside the farm, they can't be exposed. However, new media is different. Those anchors on Tiktok dare to go anywhere. If a hot spot can be created to let them surround it, certain things will definitely be exposed."

Shiler applauded him.

Tim looked at him suspiciously and said: "Actually, you can also think of it, right? After all, this short video software is a new thing for me, but it's not the same for you."

"But after all, you are a young man." Shiler said: "How do you think we should create a hot spot? Crop circles?"

"That's all old-fashioned." Tim sighed and said: "Farm... farm... got it! Isn't Pamela researching man-eating vegetables? Get two man-eating cabbages over there, and guarantee those anchors will follow them in a swarm."

"Hitting people is not right."

"Then don't hit good people." Tim said: "According to what you said, those farms near the West Coast are basically invested by rich people for social purposes. Find a gathering of politicians and financial practitioners, throw two cabbages into it, and the improvement in the stability of human society will be higher than all the superheroes in New York catching thieves for a month."

"Genius idea!" Shiler snapped his fingers hard and said: "Just do it!"

Pamela in the laboratory received the call. Hearing Tim's request on the opposite side, she froze and said: "Where do you want to throw cabbages? Did I hear it wrong? Paris's Love Farm?"

Pamela took a look at the note she just got from Nick, and then said: "Are they going to hold a gathering at the beginning of next month, the purpose is to raise funds for the Democratic Party election in Los Angeles, and there is a congressman inside, called Prolance Anshel?"

"Don't ask me how I know." Pamela looked down at the head portrait of the middle-aged bald man on the data and said: "I took this job. What price do you intend to open? No, that's too low..."

Steve, who chatted with Jason from the classroom to the restaurant, also received a call. He said: "Yes, it's me... Have you been short of people to this extent? Assassination? Are you serious?"

"I hope you are not making a fuss." Steve changed the phone to the other hand and said: "I will send someone to watch... Do you want me to go personally? Don't tell me Hydra has mixed in. Okay, what time is the flight tomorrow?"

After hanging up the phone, Steve gave Jason a look, put his phone back into his pocket, and then said: "Emergency mission, fly to Los Angeles at nine o'clock tonight. The higher-ups received a report from an informant that someone is going to assassinate a congressman at a gathering held at a farm not far from Los Angeles next month. I have to go over and watch."

"Does this still need you to take action?"

"They just think I am too idle and intend to find something for me to do." Steve jumped off the bar stool and then said: "Go notify your classmates to gather. This time we have to use a more peaceful means."

Jason gave him an OK gesture and said: "I understand, peacefully waiting for that politician to be beaten half to death, and then go out to clean up the mess." ===== CHAPTER 2926 =====