Chapter 98: Little Spider's Great Wisdom (Part 2)

Entering Stark Tower, Connors still walked very fast. Peter chased behind them and said: "Alright, Doctor, I have already sent you safely. There shouldn't be any danger in Stark Tower. Then I'll go first. I still have things to do..."

"Things to do? Of course you have things to do! What? Are you planning to put on that strange tight suit again and then go out and wander around?"

"I'm not wandering around. That monster is causing destruction in the city area. I have to stop it..."

"But isn't that Stark already gone? Do you think he can't beat that monster?"

"Uh, no, but he always needs someone to help, right?"

"I also need someone to help. Put down your schoolbag, put on a full set of experimental clothes, and we'll go into the laboratory. To solve this trouble, we still have to start from the serum."

"But I have to join the battle. I can't be a deserter, right?"

Dr. Connors stopped. He turned his head and held Peter's shoulders, looking into his eyes and saying seriously: "The battlefield isn't necessarily there."

He pointed his finger out the window and said: "The most important principle I learned in my military career is that it's not only places with gunfire that are battlefields."

"Sometimes, here..." Dr. Connors pointed to his feet, "This is a more important battlefield than that."

"You have to understand that throwing punches has never been more noble than using your brain."

"You have to figure out that even if you beat that monster up, it won't become a good person who helps others, and the military won't stop their evil experimental plans. To solve all this from the root, having power alone is not enough. You must use your brain."

"But what should I do? I don't understand..."

Peter actively followed behind Connors and continued to walk forward, saying while walking: "What I have always done is like this, stopping those bad people from committing crimes. Is there anything wrong with this?"

"There's nothing wrong with it, but I think you can always do better."

"Peter, perhaps the kind of mutation in your body, the kind of powerful power you suddenly mastered, makes you feel that you have changed from weak to strong, makes you feel that you can change the world by relying on this change."

"But in reality, even if you didn't have this mutation, you could still do this."

"Haven't you discovered it yet? You are a genius. Even if you didn't have these powerful powers and abundant physical strength, even if you just followed the standard path of reading university and entering a research institute, you would sooner or later be able to change the world."

"Your mutation only accelerated this process, but it is not everything. You have to break free from that kind of inflated emotion and think about who you are."

"Who am I? I am Spider-Man..."

"This is correct, but you are also Peter Parker at the same time."

Dr. Connors walked into the door. He pointed to the experimental bench and said: "Look, this is also your battlefield. Here, you will do better than Spider-Man. You can also change this world here."

Peter stood at the door. He stood on tiptoe and rubbed his hands, saying: "Really? But, no one has ever said this kind of thing to me. They all feel that my physical strength is poor, I'm not good at sports, and I'm always alone. I'm a weirdo who doesn't fit in..."

"Do the people who gave you these evaluations have three doctoral degrees?"

"Uh, they are just some high school students. Of course not."

"Then who do you think you should believe?"

Peter hesitated.

After a while, he said: "Alright."

Connors' affirmation gave him quite a bit of courage. He rubbed his wrists hard and said: "Then I can try. I won't be Spider-Man today. Let Spider-Man take a day off. We'll just... do it like this..."

Connors said while organizing materials: "That's right. There will be more times when he takes a day off in the future. New York doesn't lack a superhero swinging around in the air, but this world will always lack a Nobel Prize candidate."

"I think Peter Parker can also take a day off. I truly like swinging around in the sky over New York." Peter shrugged his shoulders as if suddenly relieved of some burden.

This was the first time someone had said to him that Peter Parker was more important than Spider-Man.

Originally, all the confidence he obtained came from the identity of Spider-Man, who possessed powerful power. After all, in the past, he received a lot of discrimination in school, and Spider-Man, who possessed powerful power and could help others, allowed him to find the meaning of his life.

But he felt that Dr. Connors' words made a lot of sense. Those who didn't think highly of him and squeezed him out were just a group of high school students who hadn't read university yet. But now, the people who had given affirmation to Peter's identity added up to 7 or 8 doctoral titles. Peter wasn't stupid. Comparing them like this, of course, the words of these few people were more credible.

Originally, he knew that his brain was easy to use. He didn't need to study very hard to achieve good grades.

But he had never thought that he could bring any change to this world by relying on his brain.

This was also why he was so excited after obtaining Spider-Man's mutation power. He felt that he had changed from a weak person to a strong person, without thinking at all that he was actually not a weak person originally.

In fact, Peter had more advantages. Even if he didn't have such a smart brain and powerful power, his kindness and firmness were enough for him to achieve a good achievement in the society of ordinary people.

Children of this age are always full of fantasies about the future and hold hesitation. And when someone gave him a very affirmative answer, and the people who gave him this answer had all achieved the top achievements in their respective fields, Peter still believed it.

On the other side, Stark, who had already rushed to the battlefield, also encountered no small trouble. This red iguana—that's what Stark called it—was even more troublesome than the lizard-man.

First of all, it was even bigger than the lizard-man. Its size had already exceeded 10 meters, and it was as tall as a building.

Secondly, it was infinitely powerful. It could knock over a building with any punch, and what was even more terrifying was that it seemed to be in a state of rage, almost without sanity, only knowing how to rush and hit.

Originally, Stark liked to deal with this kind of brainless enemy because Jarvis's intelligent calculations could win in terms of tactics, making Stark win more easily.

But this red iguana, although it had no reason, because of its huge size and powerful power, even if it only knew how to rush and swing its fists, it was enough to be fatal.

And the lizard-man had only appeared for a few days. Stark's mech upgrades also needed time. He had just had some ideas on how to deal with large monsters and hadn't had time to practice them when another such big guy came out. This couldn't help but make Stark somewhat annoyed. His light mechs right now weren't very easy to use against this kind of enemy.

Just as Stark was thinking about tactics, a shiny shield flew in, hitting the monster's forehead squarely, knocking it into a stagger.

Stark saw Steve, and his face turned black. He hadn't forgotten that before, Steve had beaten him up fiercely under the guise of expelling Venom, and afterwards he refused to admit it, insisting that it was for his own good.

Stark hated people talking to him in the tone of an elder the most, and hated even more people who beat him up first and then talked to him like that, and hated even more that after this person beat him up, he could beat up an even more difficult enemy, making him look very useless.

Steve took back his shield, jumped, and rode directly on the monster's neck, then gave it two fierce punches.

The brain is an important organ for any creature. After being hammered like this for two times, the monster was also confused for a while. Taking this opportunity, Steve threw his shield, hitting the monster's right lower leg. The monster retracted its leg in pain. He then hit it from the side, directly knocking that monster down.

"Thank you, Tony. Except for you, I really haven't dealt with such a behemoth. You have accumulated quite a bit of experience for me."

Jarvis said in Stark's mech: "Detected that your heart rate is too fast and blood pressure is rising. Please calm down and take a deep breath..."

Stark said: "Start the Hive Plan, immediately! Right now!"

"Are you sure you want to lift all safety insurance, and..."

"I'm sure! Start it now!!"

Steve looked up in the gap of fighting and saw Stark, who was flying in mid-air, raise his arm. He waved his hand, and instantly, countless breaking sounds rang out. Dozens of black dots appeared in mid-air, and in a flash, they arrived over the battlefield. It was dozens or hundreds of mechs.

(Author's Note: baimengshu)

Stark said: "Get out of the way! Old antique!"

Instantly, a mech dived over, and then exploded directly. The red iguana was blown back a few steps. Steve held his shield and flew backward. He waved his fist and said: "Stop firing at friendly forces. You must have done it on purpose!"

Stark smiled and said: "You misunderstood. I was just doing it for your own good."

Stark waved his hand again, and a dozen mechs flew over, surrounding the monster, and instantly, high-voltage current erupted between them, forming an electric net. After a burst of violent flashing light, the monster let out an astonishing scream and was directly electrocuted to the ground.

Stark said: "This move is indeed not bad, but I think there is still room for improvement. By the way, never record that the inspiration for this move came from that yellow-haired rat called Pikachu. It electrocuted my mech, and I haven't let it pay compensation yet."

Although that monster fell down for a while, it soon climbed up again. Stark said somewhat headache-inducingly: "It must have some relative relationship with that big lizard. What

Indeed, the charred scars from the electric shock just minutes ago had already fully healed, and his stamina seemed to have recovered quickly as well; having just been beaten up by Captain America, he was soon jumping around again, starting to cause destruction.

The attack power of these two was sufficient, but without Spider-Man, they lacked a means of control. Spider-Man's webbing was very effective at making such huge monsters lose their balance or tripping them. Stark had just been about to make a call when he learned from Jarvis that Peter was currently conducting experiments with Dr. Connors.

He hung up the communication directly, saying nothing.

Just as the battle became increasingly intense, a red and blue figure suddenly appeared in the sky above the city district. Peter swung over rapidly and kicked the monster in the back, knocking him flat.

He was carrying a case in his hand, and he threw it to Stark, saying, "This is the antidote. Inject it directly; hit him with all five doses, and the world will be quiet."

Stark threw the case to a mech nearby, and while flying, said, "Is this your research result?"

"No, actually it's mostly Dr. Connors; I was just helping."

"That makes it your research result."

As he spoke, the mech, under Stark's control, opened the case, took the syringes, and distributed them to the other mechs. Steve drew the monster's attention, and several mechs ambushed him from behind, administering the medicine.

The monster began to scream frantically and struggled with his arms, but after a short while, his body size began to shrink, and he soon returned to the size of an ordinary human.

Stark saw the man lying on the ground without arms; he sighed and said to Jarvis, "Send a mech to take him away. If anyone asks, just say he was blown to pieces."

He saw Spider-Man standing on the roof. After Stark flew over and stood beside him, he asked, "How does it feel to be Peter Parker saving the world?"

"It's good, I mean... it's amazing!"

Peter exhaled, as if he had suddenly shed some kind of burden.

For the first time, he built confidence in his true identity. This confidence was not built on the powerful strength brought to him by the spider mutation, but rather erupted from the personality of Peter Parker.

He had not once thought about what he would do if his spider mutation were just a dream, or if this power disappeared the next day.

In fact, he had lived in this doubt and terror for many days; he was afraid of losing this identity, feeling that the world could not do without Spider-Man.

But today, for the first time, Peter felt that perhaps besides needing Spider-Man, the world also needed Peter Parker—needed him, needed this version of him without special powers.

"Wisdom is humanity's greatest wealth." Stark did not look at him, but looked ahead and said, "Don't set your goal on being a street hero; the path of wisdom is endless."

Peter smiled; he took off his mask, as if breaking free from shackles.

His hair fluttered in the breeze; he saw the magnificent clouds in the sunset at the end of the sky, and saw the sun's final brilliant radiance sink below the horizon—

He saw a door to a new world.