"Oh, I think we should get reacquainted."
Lynn couldn't help laughing as he looked at the hair gradually growing on Spider-Man's head and his body rapidly shrinking.
Opposite him, the little spider who had also noticed this change began to speak incoherently:
"Wait, no, oh my god, what am I doing..."
He watched in horror as his body began to change step by step: his strength was gradually recovering, and his absolute control over his body was slowly returning; his cheeks became firmer, and collagen was constantly replenished; and his hair was taking root and sprouting, making his head slightly itchy...
The already loose sportswear now looked even more ill-fitting, like a piece of clothing that had become too big after being washed for a long time.
"What the hell!" He naturally realized that he was changing from Janelle Pa to Peter Parker.
And the whole process was presented in front of Lynn.
At this moment, Lin En was looking at him with ill intent, as if he was gloating.
What’s even more abominable is that he actually stretched out a hand and said something about wanting to get to know himself again.
Damn!
"Oh, nice to meet you, the famous Spider-Man, the kind-hearted neighbor, the nightmare of gangsters, the great hero of New York..." Lynn deliberately read out a long list of nouns, but did not mention the word Peter Parker.
"Hey, don't do this, brother..." Peter Parker subconsciously covered his face and tried to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"OK, OK, let's be brief, nice to meet you, I'm Lynn Joe from Macon High School." Lynn extended his fist again.
"Damn it... Okay, okay... Peter Parker, Midtown High School." Finally, Peter Parker accepted this reality and fist-bumped with Lynn helplessly.
“I can’t believe it…it’s you.” Lin En pretended to be surprised, as if he had never seen the other person before.
"Oh, well, 'Everyone has a little secret, just like Iron Man has his armor and Captain America has his shield'... you have a little stick." Faced with this provocation, Peter Parker remembered what Lynn had said when he first met her.
"Hey, tell me honestly, have you known this for a long time?" Now that everyone was being honest with each other, Peter Parker couldn't help but ask.
After all, Lynn had said from the beginning that he knew better.
"Oh, this is a shocking secret, who could have thought of it?" Lin En shrugged to save the other person's face.
"That sounds like a lie." Peter Parker still didn't believe it.
"Whatever, today's operation was a great success. Do you want to come to my house for a drink to celebrate? You can drink as much as you want this time." Lin En thought of the embarrassing incident when he poured tea for the other party, but the other party took a sip and put it down.
"Oh, and remember to let me take a fire dragon from your house. That thing is really cool."
…
Queens, New York.
Inside the narrow grocery store, with the iron door closed, a short, bearded man was hiding in the basement, waiting anxiously.
Unlike the inconspicuous and even somewhat messy furnishings above, various precision machines are neatly and orderly placed in the basement, with various lights interweaving and interweaving, as if in a very advanced laboratory.
"Any news?" At this moment, the screen in front of him suddenly shook, and a holographic figure in black slowly rose up and began to question him.
"The direction of Sith Industries produced an obvious oscillation signal, almost reaching the peak value that the crystal can withstand, but strangely, it suddenly stabilized. This doesn't make sense..." The bearded man shook his head.
"So you mean the plan failed?" The person in the hologram looked very disappointed.
"It's not necessarily a failure. The lost crystal is still at its oscillation peak. Everything can still be salvaged." The bearded man was a little impatient with the accusations of the man in the video.
"With your authority, you may not know the consequences of letting Stark gain insight into the crystal, but you must know that once he masters this technology, it will have an unpredictable impact on us."
Hearing this, the bearded man paused. The other party was hinting to him that there was a difference in rank between the two after all.
"I'll do my best to make amends."
"You'd better do it." The person in the image began to feel tired of this conversation.
"Yes, Colonel."
"Long live Hydra!"
"Long live Hydra!"
…
Manhattan, in front of the Sith Industries building.
"Hey, Natasha, I'm sorry to mess up your Banner, but if you don't take action, he might be troubled by tonight's news for several days."
Tony Stark slowly landed in front of Black Widow and opened his mask.
However, the other party did not think so.
"I think the title 'Stark Industries mutates out of control, secret experiments threaten New York' is more likely."
Black Widow looked up at the other party. Her intuition told her that there was a great danger behind this action, but Stark still chose to conceal it.
You know, if he didn't encounter something particularly serious, he wouldn't ask for help from SHIELD.
"Oh, Natasha, how can you think that? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Stark Industries is the victim this time, and Banner and I are the heroes who saved everything."
Stark rubbed his nose to avoid further questioning from the master of psychology in front of him.
"Tony, hasn't anyone told you that you are very bad at lying?" Natasha stared at him with a cunning smile.
"Oh, really? That's too bad..." Stark tried to ignore the topic again.
Fortunately, at this moment, a golden circle suddenly appeared in the air, making him breathe a sigh of relief, as his reinforcements had arrived.
"Sorry, Tony, I was busy before. How is the situation?" Stephen Strange took a step forward. This time he was not wearing a blue-gray monk's robe, but a neat suit and bow tie.
"Jarvis was right." Stark looked at him and couldn't help but comment, "I didn't expect your dressing skills weren't that bad."
"Oh, Tony, let's talk about business first." Strange was speechless.
"OK, Jarvis was just about to apologize to you about this. He always felt that he was interrupting your work..." Stark shrugged slightly, but soon became serious again:
"On the surface, it seems fine, but there are still a few places that are full of mysteries." Stark recalled carefully.
"First of all, Banner once saw someone exactly like me in the lab."
“Secondly, the nanocrystals are resonating, and this resonance can only be induced artificially.”
"Third, we'll have to ask Banner for the rest."
As he spoke, he picked up a crooked lamppost from the side and threw it to the other side.
There, an angry Hulk was looking for a target.