American Comics: The Matrix

Chapter 544 Bant's Wonderful Gadgets

Looking at the circle of fire bats surrounding him, Peter felt a bit overwhelmed.

Good news, he knows where the wireless receiver is.

Bad news, the opponent stole it.

"You've made us evolve, Spider-Man, thanks to your dedication and that little gadget," said Ram Rider, who was engulfed in flames like a king of hell.

But his expression clearly showed some dissatisfaction.

Because the Infinite Receiver didn't fall into his hands, but was instead taken by the Supreme Evolution to study slowly.

As a researcher and a scientist, Ram Rider's personality is most similar to that of the Supreme Evolution.

He believed that his wisdom was among the highest in the world, even surpassing that of his creator, the Supreme Evolution itself.

The wireless receiver can only reach its full potential in his hands.

But he could not disobey the orders of the Supreme Evolution, so he set his sights on another part of the watch on Spider-Man.

"Spider-Man, I've been looking for you for a long time. I'm so glad you actually came to me."

"What do you want from me? Are you hosting a barbecue party?" Peter, facing imminent danger, became even more quick-witted. "You're such a sweet little lamb, but unfortunately, you forgot to remind me to bring cumin. Without seasoning, you'll be quite a gamey roasted lamb."

"Sharp-tongued!"

"catch him!"

With a wave of his hand, the ram rider sent the burning bats swooping down, their wings blazing and their mouths spewing out scorching flames.

"Wow, watch out for open flames!"

Peter immediately began to flee.

This time, there's no way to subdue these monsters with electromagnetic pulse weapons.

"We need to find a way to deal with them."

Peter thought to himself as he dodged.

"My spider suit isn't made of ordinary cloth; it can withstand some of the flames and high temperatures. And coincidentally, this biological knowledge is integrated with the genes of the fire people, so it's impossible for it to possess the destructive heat of a real fire person."

The reason why fire-breathing beings can burn supernovae is because their body structure has the potential to withstand the relative temperature.

These fire bats were originally just ordinary bat-men. Even though they obtained the genes of the fire-men, their own genes still accounted for the majority.

Their flames were only around 1,000 degrees Celsius, and with the cushioning provided by his suit, they were still within Peter's tolerance range.

"But I can't do anything about my spider silk."

Using the building's terrain, he circled around to above the bats chasing him, and kicked down from the sky, striking a fire bat hard in the waist, knocking it straight down from the sky.

Then he casually used spider silk to retrieve several fire extinguishers from the building's corridor and sprayed them all over the guy.

"Whoo-"

The flames died down, revealing the bat monster's rock-like skin.

"Spider Fire Brigade, time to move out."

He conjured a fire helmet using nanomolecules, then pulled a long water pipe from a fire hydrant in the wall and connected it to a fire outlet on the side of the road.

At that moment, Peter felt like Garfield with his helmet on, and that familiar feeling returned.

Above him, the other bats had already spotted him and continued their pursuit.

"Let me give you a bath to calm you down."

Peter turned on the knob, and the enormous water pressure created a high-pressure water gun that sprayed out along the water pipe.

boom! ! !
The bats that swooped down seemed to have been hit by a large truck, and were blown away by the water pressure, their bodies soaked.

Several bats sneezed on the spot, their flames turning ice-blue, and as they shivered, the flames froze all the moisture.

"Can this still happen?"

Peter was stunned. It was the first time he had ever seen a fire-man turn into this after falling ill.

"It's getting cold, take care to keep warm."

He flung out several sound rings that hovered around the bats; the infrasound would activate whenever they moved.

Then Peter soared into the sky again.

"I underestimated you, Spider-Man."

The Ram Rider was both surprised and excited to see that his evolved subordinates had been wiped out in just a few tens of minutes.

The more powerful Spider-Man becomes, the more he wants to possess the other person.

It wasn't just the watch; the test subject alone was enough to keep him up all night.

“I suggest you take a bath too, little lamb,” Peter provocatively said.

"Spider-Man, do you think I'm like those trash?" Ram Rider looked at him coldly, his body growing larger in an instant, his skin becoming even rougher under the flames.

That is why his flames were far hotter than those of the bats.

"This is... the power of the Divine Tyrannosaurus Rex? You've fused with more than one gene?"

The ram grinned, revealing a smug smile: "To be precise, there are three kinds!"

With a roar, sharp spikes resembling those of a sword dragon sprouted from his back, and at the same time, two arms suddenly grew from his ribs.

Four-Handed Overlord!

Peter felt a chill run down his spine.

Four-Armed Overlord and Flame Man are already two of the three giants in the original series of heroes.

With the addition of the incredibly strong Tyrannosaurus Rex, Peter had no idea how he could win.

The Ram Rider now appeared as large as a small mountain. He jumped directly off his original flying machine, flames shooting from his feet, and crashed into Peter like a meteor.

With a casual strike, he could knock down a building!
The intense heat caused Peter's spider silk to ignite even before he got close.

Seeing this, Ram Rider became even more smug: "Your little tricks are useless now, you can't escape, Spider-Man."

"Really? Then you probably don't know that I have another nickname: Spider Glider!"

Peter abandoned using the spider silk and instead pulled out a small cube from his waist. The palm-sized cube unfolded and turned into a glider. Peter stepped on it and sped away as if surfing in the water.

Ram Rider: ? ? ?
Just how much advanced technology does this guy have?

He was completely dumbfounded.

Peter's high-tech gadgets seem to come out of nowhere, one after another, as if they're free.

What Doraemon behavior?
Peter is not Doraemon, but Bant really is Doraemon.

"Thank you, Doraemon Class A." Peter clasped his hands together in gratitude.

"Let me see what other clever little props we can use in the kindergarten class."

"Disk, useless; sound ring, useless... Ultimate Nakverge Conversion Device? This is it!"

Peter's eyes lit up.

He placed a device resembling an outstretched moth wing on his chest, and the device's nanosystem immediately activated, instantly covering the original spider icon with moth patterns.

After doing all this, Peter turned around and, instead of running away, charged towards the Ram Rider through the flames.

"Spider-Man, have you finally given up?"

The Ram Rider raised his hand and unleashed a scorching flame.

However, the flames encountered Peter's suit and had no effect whatsoever, like an illusion.

"Little lamb, your flames are as gentle as giving me a cold bath."

(End of this chapter)