Marvel Gashapon Maniac

The two sat very close together, one on the sofa and the other on the armrest, so that from Thor's perspective it looked as if they were sitting right next to each other.

"Holy crap?" Torton exclaimed in surprise, "Sorry, I forgot my hammer at home, I have to go!"

In that instant, he seemed to possess the quick wit of a golden retriever, closing the door behind him and running away, the sound of breaking a window still audible inside.

It seems they took the shortcut.

"Who was that just now? Why were they walking so fast? What happened?" Fu You looked towards the door in surprise, as he had his back to the door and hadn't seen who it was.

"Jarvis! Start the Mark 7! Don't let that big mouth get away! Who knows what he might say when he goes out to a bar! I don't want to see the FBI!" Tony jumped off the sofa, pushed open the door, and went out to chase the husky.

"What's wrong with all these people?" Fu You was left standing there, looking completely bewildered.

"Never mind, Gangmu's a bit sweaty after finishing, let's just use Tony's bathroom." Fu You shook his head, too lazy to think about what they were up to.

……

"My lord, the vanguard is ready and has already departed." In the [Cut] organization's base in an unknown space, the bespectacled man bowed to the three people at the council table and said.

This time, unlike the previous meeting room format, it was held in a huge hall.

Behind each of the three people at the table was a large audience seat, and in the center of the conference table were three screens facing the three audience seats respectively.

“Very good, then select a location and send him to New York.” The tall figure nodded in acknowledgment.

The first real battle of the Slice Organization is ready, and the vanguard will arrive in the Marvel universe.

The image began to appear on the large screen.

……

"New York is still sunny and calm as usual today," Peter remarked as he took a bite of his hamburger atop a high-rise building.

Peter has been spending time with his girlfriend, taking the Avengers test, and playing video games lately. Occasionally, when there aren't many cases in New York, Peter manages to slack off a bit.

But before Peter could relax for long, an explosion suddenly rang out, startling him.

"Hey, really? We've only been settled for a few days, and suddenly there are criminals again?" Peter stuffed the hamburger into his mouth in a few bites and put on his Spider-Man mask.

"Hamburger finished, OK. Web-shooters, OK. New suit, OK. A friendly Spider-Man from New York, OK!"

Peter checked his condition, then jumped off the building and rushed to the scene.

Peter successfully made it into the top 20 in the Battle of New York and received a mysterious reward, which included a 100% replica of the Assassin's Creed character and a new high-tech suit.

The new Spider-Man suit is essentially a weaker version of the Iron Spider-Man from the Marvel movies, with only the ability to adjust the type of web-shooting and better materials.

The suit further enhanced Peter's combat abilities.

The location of the attack was a bank, which is considered a high-risk area for such incidents.

A man in golden armor stood in front of the bank, looking as imposing as a seasoned general.

"Um, what are you cosplaying as? Or some new, mentally unstable supervillain?" Peter asked curiously.

“Watch your words, native.” The man drew his longsword and pointed it at Peter.

"Before you stands Bai Qi, the God of Slaughter..."

"What?!" Peter exclaimed in surprise, though he didn't know if the man in front of him was telling the truth. But he had heard the legend of Bai Qi, and suddenly the man in front of him seemed even more imposing.

"...Bai Qi's younger brother, the Supreme General Bai Gei!" The panting general announced his name.

Standing tall and proud seems to enhance one's intimidating presence.

"Um... hello, I'm Spider-Man, a superhero who's been training to fight crime for half a year." Peter awkwardly introduced himself.

"Alright, Piggy Hero. You are my first sacrifice in this battle, prepare to die!" With that, General Baige raised his sword and charged at Peter.

then……

Then he was hoisted up by spider silk, just like dealing with street thugs.

Subduing thugs involves three steps: 1. Beat them up; 2. Tie them up; 3. Hang them up and beat them again.

“I already told you I’m Spider-Man!” Peter complained.

The meeting to dismantle the organization was silent.

"I told you we shouldn't send him," the slender figure said helplessly.

"What are you talking about? You have to send low-level monsters like slimes and goblins to the start, isn't that common sense?" The fat figure who took up half the table retorted while eating potato chips with crumbs all over his mouth.

"Look at the kind of person you chose! You called yourself the God of War! You failed 29 out of 30 missions, and the only time you succeeded was when the other person ate a poisonous mushroom and died!" the slender figure shouted.

"If you ask me, we should send a Demon King-level enemy over at the start; that would be the best way to prevent future troubles."

"Hmph." The tall figure who hadn't spoken until now snorted, "I always thought we should put in some tentacle monsters or something!"

"Shut up, you pervert! That superhero in the tight suit was a man!" the slender figure roared.

"Anyway, there will definitely be female heroes! And..." The tall figure paused, then struck a pose with arms outstretched, embracing the sky: "So what if there are men!"

Every word was powerful and moving.

A round of enthusiastic applause erupted from the stands behind him.

Then the other two just wanted to say...

"Shut up! You pervert! You want to see all the men?!"

"As long as it's cute, that's enough!"

The bespectacled man standing to the side watched the council members begin their daily interactions and adjusted his glasses.

"The teleportation device has cooled down; we need to send someone over again next time."

Then he glanced at the list in his hand.

"Because the delivery device is out of service and we cannot procure more, we will be providing instant noodles for lunch every day for a week. Please pass this message on."

The bespectacled man pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting the deathly pale faces of everyone present.

"No!"

1. As usual, I'm asking for all sorts of things.

2.今天本来也想12点10分更新的，结果下班就12点11分了，现在发也一样啊。

3. Book recommendation section: "Greem's Journey as a Girl" (or "Greem's Journey as a Girl"), recommended for trading, with a synopsis to be updated later in the book recommendation section.

4. Good night

Chapter 10: The Plan to Eliminate Fu You

"Release me! I am the Supreme General Bai Gei! You can't just lock me up in prison like this!" General Bai Gei roared, bound by spider silk.

"Go on in, little brother." The policeman, thoroughly annoyed, kicked him into the police car.

"Spider-Man, thank you for your help." The policeman thanked Peter, opened the door, and got into the car.

With the establishment of the Avengers, street heroes like Spider-Man have gradually gained recognition.

Spider-Man is now widely regarded as a potential Avenger, and his popularity in New York is so high that some stores have even started selling his merchandise.

"Another fulfilling day, caught a psychopath." Peter stretched, the recent school break giving him plenty of time to run around doing Spider-Man's work.

Although Peter had received his bonus from the Battle of New York and was working as an Avengers intern, he still lived the same working life as before, being used to being poor.

He simply went from working for a newspaper to working for the Avengers.

Peter, as usual, found a small alley and took off his battle uniform.

This suit, personally designed by Tony Stark, is not only bulletproof but also foldable to save space, making it far superior to Peter's previous suit.

After shedding his battle uniform and becoming Peter Parker, Peter sits in a coffee shop like an ordinary person, orders a coffee, and takes out his laptop to go online.

“Hey, Fuyou. What are you doing right now?” Peter typed.

After a while, Fu You replied with a message.

"I had the whole bathtub to myself at a rich man's house, and it was quite a comfortable bath."

Peter smiled. He had known Fu You for quite some time and often heard Fu You mention that nouveau riche.

It must be the person who sponsored him to make the game, but I don't know what kind of person they are.

Peter even considered that if the partner was a woman, would Fu You's situation be considered as being kept by a sugar daddy?

"The model used for the reconstruction of New York is actually based on photos I took before. I feel a little excited when I think about it now."

"In the future, when we make other games, we might have to give you free travel. If a tourist attraction in another country is destroyed, we might have to use your photos to rebuild it."

Peter smiled. How could there always be so much damage to tourist attractions?

"I'm done chatting, I've finished showering and I'm going to get in the bathtub." Fu You said goodbye and then logged off.

Peter took a sip of coffee and started browsing the internet for the latest news.

Normally he would send selfies to the newspaper at this time, but he doesn't have to do that job anymore after becoming an Avengers intern.

He always felt that the boss of the newspaper where he used to work seemed to hate Spider-Man, but he clearly saw him wearing a Spider-Man cosplay costume and having fun in the office that day.

Just as Peter was idly browsing the forum, the news came on from the television in the coffee shop.

"Norman Osborne, the founder of the Osborne Group, has passed away, and the Osborne Group is now being inherited by his son, Harry Osborne."

Peter looked at the television in surprise; the news content shocked him.

He was friends with Harry when they were young, but after Harry went abroad to study, he never saw him again. He never expected that the next time he heard news about Harry would be in this situation.

Peter planned to go to the Osborne Corporation to find Harry, having almost lost his Uncle Ben himself, and knew how that felt.

……

Peter went to Osborn and found Harry Osborn. The two long-lost friends couldn't help but catch up after seeing each other.

The two strolled along the riverbank, reminiscing about the past.

“I never thought we’d meet again after all this time,” Harry said happily, chatting with Peter about the past years.

Having temporarily relieved himself of the burdens of the Osborne Group and spoken with Peter, he felt a long-lost sense of ease.

"Yes, I've even seen photos of you with models in magazines."

"Don't even mention it." Harry laughed awkwardly. "That whole ordeal nearly killed me."

The two chatted as they strolled to the riverbank.

“It’s only been eight years since I last came back, and New York has changed so much,” Harry remarked, leaning against the river railing and looking around.

“This is mainly because of the previous war; New York is currently undergoing renovations,” Peter explained to Harry.

“No, that’s not what I meant,” Harry said calmly, looking up at the Stark Tower, New York’s tallest building… no, it’s now called the Avengers Tower.

"Superheroes, virtual YouTubers, surreal games, aliens—New York seems to have experienced a lot of amazing things lately."

Harry smiled as if he had just thought of something: "Someone in the meeting earlier suggested that the Osborne Group should switch to making games."

"I don't have Stark Games... no, Stark Energy's gaming technology, how am I supposed to compete in the market?"

Tony, who was chasing a husky in New York, sneezed.

"It's great to see you so energetic." Peter couldn't help but say, looking at Harry, who was much more cheerful than when they first met.

“After all, my father sent me away so long ago. Although I’m still sad about his death, it doesn’t seem as intense… I don’t know how to describe that feeling,” Harry said, somewhat dejectedly.

“It’s natural to be sad when a loved one dies, Harry,” Peter comforted him. “Uncle Ben almost died once, and I felt like my life was over.”

Peter felt he might regret it for the rest of his life because of how he caused Uncle Ben's death, and the experience might even become a source of inner demons for him.

"But thankfully, Fu You saved Uncle Ben." Peter couldn't help but smile as he recalled the scene. He felt that Fu You was like an angel at that time.

“A spellcaster?” Harry suddenly looked surprised.

"What's wrong? Do you know him?" Peter asked curiously, noticing the change in Harry's expression.

Harry was silent for a moment, but decided to tell Peter, "I heard my father mention it..."

"That was after the Lizardman incident. A representative from Stark Industries named Fu You approached him, saying that he had a drug that could temporarily suppress any disease."

Harry recalled the words his father had spoken before he died.

“But my father refused, saying he didn’t trust people from Stark Industries and refused to meet him.”