Chapter 69: Good Neighbors in New York
After such a battle that consumed both physical and mental energy, Moses was actually very tired.
He estimated that no matter how strong Professor Lizard was, he would have to talk to his master about life in his dreams when faced with such a heavy load that a male could not bear. Therefore, after his opponent fell, he staggered a few steps and simply sat down cross-legged, tilted his head back and opened half of his hood, wanting to breathe the fresh air of the New York suburbs and dry his wounds at the same time - it was really important that the material of the facial equipment was breathable.
As a result, his sight happened to meet that of Iron Man who was suspended in mid-air.
The gold-red surface of the Mark 7 helmet was reflective, and Moses could vaguely see his own outline reflected on the metal surface. Seeing him look up, Iron Man extended his hand to greet him, and the friction of his knuckles made a crisp and sci-fi sound.
“…”
When did this guy show up?!
Tony watched with mixed feelings as the young man hurriedly put on the mask, then he jumped up while supporting himself on the ground and walked to the side, putting some distance between himself and Professor Lizard.
"He and I are not in the same group!"
"I have eyes and can tell that you two are not of the same species." Iron Man said with a double meaning, controlling the armor to fall at a steady speed.
The way he landed could be photographed and published directly in fashion magazines, which reminded Moses of the camera he had hung on the TV tower.
I always feel that Tony Stark is the type who can snap his fingers and say "I am the king of the world" without being out of place.
"Oh, thank you for your trust, Mr. Stark." Moses suspected that his image had completely collapsed in the eyes of the other party. But to be honest, looking back at the entire battle process, it was very difficult to find the glorious moments in the dust and struggle.
He took two steps back awkwardly, "You came at the right time. Let's leave this guy on the ground to SHIELD. I don't mind if you don't mention my name. Ummm, if there is nothing else you can help me with, I'll leave first..."
The spider silk he shot out was about to stick to the roof of the factory building. Iron Man raised his hand and fired at the spider web.
The impact beam flashed by and nothing happened.
Realizing that the other party was trying to stop him from leaving, Spider-Man paused in his jump, but did not loosen his hand holding the spider silk. Inertia made him fly around Iron Man like a turntable in an amusement park: "Sorry, it's heat-resistant."
Tony raised his eyebrows under the armor: "What about this?"
The cryo-rays followed closely and froze the spider silk into a hard lump that fell from mid-air.
The young man quickly released his right hand, landed lightly on the ground and slowed down by rolling forward.
"I think we need to talk." Iron Man opened the helmet of his armor and looked at the minor on the ground, "Mr. Peter Parker."
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Iron Man was about to drive Moses back to Stark Tower, but Moses tried to convince him that it would be faster to go back by himself on the rooftop without getting stuck in traffic.
A wealthy man: "My name is helicopter?"
“…”
Finally they still used four wheels. Sorry for the camera on the TV tower, they will have to untie it later when they have time.
"So you don't have your own lab, you don't have a tutor, you don't take the college entrance exam or find a tutor. But you have made a set of sticky synthetic materials that can withstand ultra-high temperatures of over a thousand degrees for a short period of time, and a set of not-so-decent uniforms."
"The latter point doesn't really need to be emphasized, Mr. Stark."
Tony ignored him: "In contrast, it seems that you are not suitable for the clothing industry, but if you don't apply to MIT next year or the year after, it will be their loss."
"…Thank you, but I haven't thought that far yet."
The adult, wearing sunglasses, glanced at Moses through the rearview mirror and said pointedly, "You didn't even consider which college you would go to in the future, but you ran out to become a superhero without hesitation?"
Moses did not answer immediately.
Just like he didn't know which college Peter Parker would go to, but he knew he would become a hero.
It's still the same old topic, fate is sometimes unpredictable, and sometimes it follows a predetermined track, perhaps because the brilliant soul is always shining.
"It's not that I didn't hesitate." He said after a while, "but later I found that I could do certain things, so I did it."
Like how to use a last century sewing machine.
They walked into the elevator and went upstairs one after another. Moses had already taken off his uniform and rolled it in his backpack. Iron Man's armor could be folded into a handbag. It was not as cool as the life-size armor that Batman dropped from the Batplane every time, but it was easier to carry.
...Then again, Wayne Technology is always casual in strange ways, sacrificing 5% practicality for a 100% return rate, which makes people wonder if Batman also had a period of youthful and frivolous years.
Daddy was sitting on the sofa waiting for them. The first thing he said when he saw Moses was, "Peter, where's the lizard?"
"The big one or the small one?"
"This is the one Dad just handed you! Take it, stand firmly by the window, and don't jump down again this time."
"What would you like to drink? You're welcome."
Tony searched through the drawers for non-alcoholic drinks that minors could drink, but to no avail. His search was a complete failure, so he turned to the AI and asked, "I remember Pepper brought a bucket of orange juice last time? Where is it now?"
Artificial Intelligence: "You placed it in the recycling bin at work four days ago."
"…Forget it, I'll contact the supermarket to buy a new one and have them deliver it to me."
Moses: "Well, actually I don't have to drink..."
Dad: "I'm telling you to stand there and don't move! And don't turn your head!"
Tony straightened up. "How long are you going to keep up this shaman act? I need to talk to this kid about something. Even though he calls you dad, you don't know May Parker, right?"
Moses was not surprised that he knew Aunt May, but he was more surprised that even Iron Man didn't know his father's real name.
In most cases, when referring to elders in an English-speaking environment, one must add the person's name after the title to distinguish them. Using "daddy" only means that he can be everyone's daddy, no matter if you are Spider-Man or Iron Man.
"The more complex and evil the magic is, the more difficult it is to track." Dad closed his eyes, put his index and middle fingers together in front of his chest, stood on one foot and said, "Your high technology is useless in this situation. Only magic can fight magic. It's a pity that my assistants Jackie Chan and Xiaoyu are not here, otherwise the casting speed can be even faster."
Tony clapped his hands perfunctorily.
Daddy immediately opened one eye: "Do you want to fight Daddy? With your evil magic power called computer?"
"Forget it, Mr. Gandalf. The Lord of the Rings and Gundam are not copyrighted by the same party, so there is no way to connect them." Iron Man said expressionlessly, "Now there are three of us. Please let me see the wonders of magic?"
“…”
This was originally a sarcasm.
However, two minutes later, Moses was holding the lizard and looking straight ahead, pretending not to notice the expression of the Iron Man who was shaking and banging a small jar like a snuff bottle in his hand.
It turns out that Dad is indeed a wizard with real talent and knowledge, although his methods may seem absurd at first glance.
The pufferfish eventually located the hiding place of the ancient Egyptian magic caster in the picture, which was glowing and pointing southwest of New York.
"Where is that?"
“Philadelphia.”
The conversation that Iron Man and Moses had agreed to have was forced to be suspended due to the sudden progress of the investigation. Daddy was about to return to San Francisco after completing the commission (Moses: Wait, what about my job? Daddy: That's why the contract says I'll be paid daily), Tony was going to contact S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Justice League, and Spider-Man - he had to report to school.
Midtown High School is a good school, the only problem is that there are too many acquaintances there. Here Moses met one of his 'old friends', Flash Thompson. They had a fight for no apparent reason when they ran into each other on the street before, and since then Thompson has been Peter Parker's number one enemy when he is not using his superpowers, basically equivalent to Dudley Desiree to Harry.
When Moses was introducing himself as a transfer student on the podium, he saw that guy making faces in the audience, suggesting that the brothers should unite to give the newcomer a hard time.
As for the others, most of the classmates seemed neither enthusiastic nor indifferent. Peter Parker looked ordinary and had no explosive points. He was not the type of handsome football captain that would be pursued by high school girls. In the middle of the semester, everyone's study life was generally busy and there was no spare energy to explore other people's privacy.
In three days, Moses only spoke a few words to the boy closest to him named Ned Leeds. Once, they recognized each other as classmates in the cafeteria and sat together at the same table to chat, which successfully made Moses eat 20% less than usual. Apart from that, he answered a few questions from Michelle Jones during the group cooperation.
...truly shows how withdrawn Spider-Man is when he's not wearing his mask.
No wonder Flash Thompson started telling everyone that Peter was a nerd.
Moses said to Tony, "But he's definitely never seen a nerd who could lift him up with one hand."
It was Wednesday afternoon after school, and Iron Man came uninvited and had been sitting in his living room for a while.
It was Aunt May who opened the door for him, but there was a supermarket sale tonight, so she left in a hurry after Moses entered the door, leaving behind an old man and a young boy who were said to be "discussing signing up for a New York science competition sponsored by Stark Industries."
"Your aunt was a beauty when she was young." Tony looked around the small living room and landed on a photo of a couple on the coffee table. The signature under the frame read 'Benjamin Parker & May Parker'. "You don't look much like her."
It would be better to just say that they appear to have no blood relationship.
"I was adopted by her recently." Iron Man would know this if he did a little more research. He couldn't hide it at all. "Although both of them are named Parker, it's actually a coincidence."
Tony's brown eyes turned in his direction. "You're an orphan? Sorry."
"Nothing, at least I'm lucky."
This topic brought a brief silence to the room, and the adults seemed to be lost in thought. Moses really didn't want to explain to him how he ran from Eastern Europe to the Mediterranean and met Shazan again, so he took the initiative to change the subject and asked, "Has SHIELD's investigation yielded any results?"
The Iron Man tapped the glass table with his fingers rhythmically and answered absentmindedly, "No comment."
Moses paused and insisted, "The Lizard Man asked me to call him Professor. I thought he might have been an outstanding scholar. But later he started working for Oscorp, developing a biological agent that could turn him into a monster. Were they collaborating on some illegal research?"
"I checked the list of investors in the laboratory. In addition to Osborne, there is Future Pharmaceuticals. Many years ago, this company provided research funding for a student who had just graduated. Her name was Pennyroyal Young. Later, this student went to Arkham Asylum in Gotham to work as a doctor. She died a year ago due to Xiao Chou's murder."
In fact, Pennyroy Yang was the original developer of Titan Potion. She wanted to strengthen the bodies of criminals so that they could withstand more intensive treatments, but was used by Xiao Chou. Xiao Chou stole the recipe for the poison and then brutally killed her.
It's hard not to have bad associations.