"What happened?"
Even though she couldn't see, Caitlin's hearing was very sharp, and she had already caught the soft exclamations inside the subway carriage.
Alex smiled and said in a low voice, "Nothing, just a little spider."
At this moment, at the other end of the carriage, because Peter Parker had suddenly jumped up just now, the beer in the bottle spilled onto a black woman.
The woman said with a look of disgust, "Ugh! Thaat's gross. You got beer all over me."
With messy hair, Peter Parker walked over awkwardly. For some reason, he reached out and put his hand on her shoulder, but it was as if his hand had been coated in super glue, it stuck to her clothes.
"Sorry, I, this…"
The middle-aged man who had just put the beer bottle on Peter Parker's head spoke up, "What are you doing?"
"Let go."
Peter Parker tried to explain, "No, I'm not grabbing her clothes."
"I don't know why it stuck."
The middle-aged man clearly didn't believe him. Just moments ago he had been messing with Parker, but now his sense of justice suddenly overflowed.
He shoved Parker hard.
That shove didn't seem like much, but it caused Parker to tear the woman's clothes completely off her body.
Seeing this, Alex couldn't help but laugh.
He thought, 'Was that outfit pre-cut or something? Otherwise how could it just rip off so suddenly all at once?'
If it were because Parker was too strong, then logically he should have pulled the woman along with it.
Still, her figure was quite good.
Wearing a peach-colored bra, she looked rather seductive.
"Are you kidding me?"
The guy who had just pushed him now thought Peter Parker was messing with him.
And like a human repeating machine, he kept saying the same line over and over, "Are you kidding me?"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to."
Peter Parker clearly didn't know what had happened to his body. He turned around and grabbed onto a subway handrail.
Then he realized his hand was stuck to it and couldn't come off.
"Hit him, Rudy!"
The men in the carriage started egging things on. The middle-aged man, already past his prime but still hot-blooded, shouted and charged forward.
But Peter Parker seemed to have anticipated it. Not only did he dodge, he also kicked the man.
Sending him tumbling onto a seat.
"Oh, God."
"Sorry, man, are you okay?", Peter Parker asked nervously.
But the way he acted only made people feel even more like they were being toyed with.
So the other men in the carriage joined in the fight. It had to be said, the men in this country really had a taste for violence.
One wrong word and it turned into a brawl.
But next, Peter Parker put on a performance like Jackie Chan.
Through all kinds of accidental hits and lucky dodges, not only did he beat several men until they were groaning, it even had a comedic effect.
"Sorry, really."
"For all of this."
Peter Parker was busy, busy apologizing the whole time.
Amid his apologies, he knocked all the men down.
Alex clapped his hands and gave him a thumbs-up.
Peter Parker smiled a little shyly. At that moment, the handrail stuck to his hand finally dropped to the ground.
The announcement in the carriage sounded.
["Next stop, Coney Island."]
["Next and final stop, Coney Island."]
The subway arrived.
Alex and Caitlin got off the train, watching the future Spider-Man sprint away.
He smiled and said to Caitlin, "Let's find a place to stay first. It's getting late."
Unlike the little Spider-Man in other Marvel universes, the Spider-Man in this universe lived in a remote neighborhood, not in the bustling Queens.
So Alex and the other could only find a fairly ordinary motel.
But even an ordinary motel required ID.
Fortunately, it wasn't a formal hotel. After receiving a $100 tip, the clerk conveniently forgot about that requirement.
———
The next day—
Alex lay on the bed, thinking about what to do next.
"The Amazing Spider-Man" existed independently from other Spider-Man universes, especially unrelated to the Marvel Universe.
So in this world, there weren't any overly powerful humans.
Aside from Spider-Man himself, the only one who would appear soon was the Lizard.
But those two, Alex could beat them into self-doubt with one hand tied behind his back.
So in this universe, he could completely treat it like a vacation.
"That would be a waste of this opportunity."
"Mm, but with the 'Traveler's Ring,' I can come back to this universe later."
"But this universe doesn't have any special resources, like Wakanda's vibranium or anything like that."
Alex slapped his forehead, "Right, Oscorp."
"I remember Oscorp in this universe is pretty strong. It's just that the Osborn family has a hereditary disease."
"In not too long, old Osborn will die."
"That's why he had Curt Connors researching a miracle drug to extend life."
"Hah! Something Dr. Connors can't solve—"
"I can solve it."
Alex floated up, "Yeah, I can go to Oscorp."
"Save old Osborn, control the company from behind the scenes, and change this universe's storyline."
"That way, the reward should at least be decent."
"Too bad there's no Mother Box or Infinity Stones here as hidden gains."
"Maybe I could mess with Gwen Stacy and keep her from getting together with Spider-Man?"
"Tch! Boring."
As he spoke, Alex had already changed into his vibranium battle suit, a red cape billowing behind him.
Then he took out a phone from his inventory.
X-Task Force Summoning Phone!
He planned to summon a member of the X-Task Force to protect Caitlin.
Considering Caitlin was woman, Alex only had one choice.
"Hope she doesn't scare Caitlin."
Alex opened the contact list and dialed Harley Quinn's number.
A moment later, the call connected.
A voice came from the other end, ["Harley Quinn isn't home right now, please leave a message after the 'beep,' haha."]
Clearly, it was her.
Alex coughed lightly, "I should be calling a mobile phone."
Then, the bathroom door of the motel opened.
With twin ponytails, wearing a printed T-shirt and denim shorts, long legs wrapped in fishnet stockings, Harley Quinn walked out.
"No! No! This is a landline."
Then her expression froze for a moment. She glanced at Alex in the vibranium suit and immediately pulled out her flashy revolver.
But when she saw his face clearly, she instantly tossed the gun aside and pounced on him.
Wrapping him in an enthusiastic hug, "Mr. Magician, we meet again. I missed you so much."
Her hot, sexy body pressed against his, and she left a big red lipstick mark on his face.
Then she looked around in surprise, "Where is this?"
"Did you bring me here?"
"This is so exciting!"
"Hahaha!"
"What, knock down Mr. Magician and then sleep with him?"
Harley Quinn shrugged at Alex, "Sorry, I have auditory hallucinations."
Alex began to wonder if he should summon another team member.
With Harley Quinn's mental state, having her stay with Caitlin might actually make Caitlin more dangerous.
But he had absolute control over summoned characters, so there was no need to worry about Harley disobeying orders.
Alex pointed to the next room, "I'm going out for a bit. While I'm gone, if even one hair is missing from the girl across the hall—"
Harley Quinn turned around, shaking her hips, "Then you can hit me. Hit me hard, the harder the better. I like it, haha!"
'What a lunatic.'
Alex smiled, then his figure blurred and passed through the wall, leaving.
"So cool, that move again!"
"Mr. Magician is so charming."
Harley Quinn blew kisses in the direction he left.
———
[Oscorp Tower]
In an office, Curt Connors, with one arm disabled, looked at the brown man in front of him.
This was old Osborn's confidant.
"Dr. Ratha, I've said before, it's still in the experimental stage. There are no results ready for human use yet."
"It won't be that fast. After all, this is cross-species genetic fusion."
"It's not as simple as cutting out a segment of genes and transplanting it."
Dr. Connors tried to persuade him.
The man with rough skin said, "The problem is, he doesn't have much time left."
"His condition is very bad, Doctor."
"You should know, it was because of his expectations for you—"
"That he supported your research in this area. Everything you have was provided by Oscorp."
"So I think you should speed things up and keep him alive before God takes him."
Dr. Connors said in a low voice, "If that's God's will, I don't think anyone can defy it."
At that moment, a voice cut in, "No need to look at God's face. If you want old Osborn to live, take me to him."
The two turned and saw a man standing outside the window, wearing a black suit with a red cape fluttering.
Then his body blurred, losing its solidity.
Like a ghost, he passed through the wall and stood on the floor.
"You are?", Dr. Connors looked at Alex in shock.
Alex smiled slightly, "You can call me John."
He looked at Dr. Ratha, "What are you waiting for? Waiting for old Osborn to die?"
Dr. Ratha said cautiously, "He won't die immediately. As for you, how do I know you're capable?"
"And whether you have other motives."
Alex chuckled, "You think I don't know where old Osborn is?"
"There are no secrets in this world to me."
"The reason I'm talking to you is just so I don't scare him to death when I show up."
"If he really dies, I don't have the ability to bring him back."
"Not for now."
"Who knows about the future."
Connors and Ratha exchanged looks.
Ratha even had the urge to call security, but Alex's entrance was too strange.
Appearing dozens of floors up and drifting in like a ghost.
It made him hesitate.
Alex had no interest in wasting words. He glanced at Ratha, whose eyes immediately filled with fear.
Then Ratha walked toward the window, glancing repeatedly at Connors but saying nothing, which confused Connors.
Soon, Connors watched as Ratha suddenly climbed onto the window ledge.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Get down from there!", Connors shouted.
But at that moment, Ratha jumped without hesitation.
Leaping off the building.
"Oh my God."
"God!"
"What is he doing!", Connors covered his forehead with his only remaining arm.
Then he realized Alex was gone.
Connors didn't know that Ratha's mind had just been invaded and controlled by Alex.
Forcing him to jump.
At that moment, Ratha screamed.
Blood rushed to his brain, his eyes bulged, watching the ground get closer.
People say when you jump, it's over in an instant.
But that's not true. Under the stimulation of fear, your senses distort.
Making the process feel endlessly long.
Just as Ratha was about to lose his mind from terror, he suddenly realized his falling speed had slowed.
In the reflection of the building windows, he saw Alex holding him.
Ratha looked up.
Alex said, "Can you take me to Osborn now?"
Ratha nodded frantically.
He had no doubt, if he refused, this Mr. John would let him experience freefall all over again.
———
Inside a classical but somewhat gloomy villa—
In this universe, Norman Osborn had reached the end of his life.
Unlike other Spider-Man universes, in this one, the Osborn family seemed cursed.
Every direct member inherited a strange disease.
At first, it was just trembling fingers.
But later, like Norman Osborn now, they could only lie in bed, kept alive by various drugs.
Today, Norman Osborn was unusually clear-headed.
But for him, that was torture.
He could feel his body rotting, feel death slowly consuming him.
He knew he didn't have much time left.
Now he could only place his hopes on Dr. Connors' cross-species genetic fusion project.
But he also knew that project had been ongoing for many years.
Yet still, Connors had no results suitable for human use.
'Am I going to die like this?'
Norman Osborn was extremely unwilling.
He had built a vast empire. He still had many ambitions unfulfilled.
He refused to die like this.
At that moment, he heard footsteps.
He heard his confidant asking the nurse, "How is he today?"
Soon after, Dr. Ratha walked in.
Norman Osborn noticed that behind Ratha, there was another person.
Wearing a metallic suit, a red cape.
Blond hair, blue eyes, hands behind his back.
A faint, disdainful smile at the corner of his lips.
Like a god looking down from above, scorning everything in the mortal world.
Even himself, no more than a lowly ant in this man's eyes.
"Who is he?", old Osborn asked with difficulty. His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if his vocal cords had already rotted.
"This is Mr. John."
Ratha glanced at Alex behind him and said, "Mr. John claims he can cure you, sir."
Norman Osborn laughed a few times, as if hearing a joke.
"Unless God himself is willing to save me, no one can," he said.
Alex walked to the bedside with his hands behind his back, looking at the many tubes inserted into Osborn.
"That's not necessarily true."
Alex opened his shop, converted one 'Proficiency Essence' into 20 'Dim Essences.'
Then spent 50 'Dim Essences' to purchase [NK Gene Enhancement Serum · Improved].
Immediately, a syringe appeared in his hand.
Osborn had been staring at him the whole time, but didn't see where the syringe came from, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Then he heard Alex say, "One injection, and you'll be lively again."
"Not only that, you'll become quite powerful, gain extraordinary strength, and randomly awaken an ability."
"Well? God won't do that for you."
Osborn stared in disbelief, as if hearing something absurd.
He didn't believe Alex at all.
But his fear of death made him like a drowning man clutching at a straw.
He was willing to try anything at this moment.
"If it works as you say, I will reward you, stranger."
Alex smiled, "Then how do you plan to reward me?"
Osborn tried, "I can give you money. Ten million dollars. What do you think?"
"You're very generous, but I'm not interested in money."
"To me, it's just a pile of meaningless numbers."
Alex thought to himself, that wasn't posturing, it was the truth.
With control over the 'information domain,' if he wanted, he could hold all the world's wealth in his hands.
Let alone ten million.
"Then what do you want?", Osborn asked.
"I need a servant. A loyal servant," Alex smiled.
Osborn froze again, "Are you talking about me?"
Alex shrugged, "Who else here needs saving?"
"Or has your precious son already come back?"
Only then did Osborn realize—
'This man wants me as a servant?'
He found it absurd. He was Norman Osborn.
Even the president had to be polite to him.
Yet this man wanted him as a servant?
Osborn almost ordered Alex thrown out.
But when the words reached his lips, they became—
"If it really works as you say."
"Then from today on, I will be your loyal servant."
Alex smiled, lifted Osborn's arm, didn't even disinfect it, and stabbed the needle straight in.
After injecting, he said, "Remember what you said."
"Today I grant you new life. If you betray me someday, I can take it back."
After that, Alex ignored him.
His figure blurred, using 'teleportation,' and vanished from the room.
Inside the large house, Osborn suddenly roared and sat up.
His body began to writhe. His skin turned black. His eyes glowed red. Sharp teeth grew in his mouth.
But soon, he returned to normal.
His body was no longer frail. His skin returned to its usual tone. His eyes went back to normal. His teeth looked the same as before.
Osborn raised his head in disbelief and looked at Ratha, "I'm cured?"
The [NK Gene Enhancement Serum · Improved] not only turned Osborn into a superhuman, it also provided one full-body restoration.
It was this restoration that fixed his genetic defect and restored his vitality.
"You're more than fine."
"Sir, you look even healthier than I do," Ratha said in amazement, "This is a miracle!"
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