Marvel Gashapon Maniac

"It's such a waste to have such a great ability and not know how to use it." Tony gritted his teeth in hatred.

This ability gave him confidence that he could turn into a mobile army, but Fu You only used it to make figurines.

"Thor, save me!" Fu You cried out to Thor, who was sitting on the sofa beside him.

Thor, who was halfway through eating fried chicken, turned to Fu You and said, "Huh? What's wrong? Hey? Why is the door closed? Never mind, let's eat chicken."

It seems I can't rely on that husky anymore, but luckily I already have a solution.

"Tony, do you think this will stop me from slacking off?! It's so sweet! Heavy Bunny!"

The heavily armored bunny appeared from the void and punched the alloy plate, sending it flying.

"Can you fly faster than that? Especially if you're afraid of heights, this is the top floor of Avengers Tower."

Tony immediately equipped himself with his own armor; his current technology allows the armor to assemble automatically.

He specifically chose the top floor of Avengers Tower to prevent Fu You from running away. Fu You's only means of flight is the flight ability of the Iron Man Sealing Stone, but that thing's speed is no match for his Mark armor.

Fu You smiled at this.

"So what if it's so bad?"

"What!"

Fu You then jumped out of the window.

"RiderOn!"

【RiderOn】

The Heavy Bunny began its transformation directly in mid-air.

In mid-air, the Heavy Bunny Combo transformed into a motorcycle and then caught up with the falling Fu You.

Fu You rode his motorcycle directly onto the glass of the building.

"You've been tricked, Tony! This is my escape route!"

The Heavy Bunny has its own intelligence, so even if you ride it with your eyes closed, it will be fine and you can completely ignore the side effects of being afraid of heights.

The talisman shattered glass along the way and landed directly on the street, startling the pedestrians around it.

"I touched it, hahaha." Fu You twisted the accelerator and sped away.

Egghead, who happened to be downstairs looking for Tony, looked at his motorcycle, which had been thrown off balance and stuck on the railing.

"Damn..."

……

Meanwhile, Harry, having said goodbye to Peter, returned to Osborn.

After the meeting ended, he sat alone in the president's office of Osborn, lost in thought, fiddling with the keepsake his father had left him before his death.

A cube whose meaning is unclear.

Harry suddenly noticed what looked like a strange wound on his neck and touched it casually.

"Ouch, what's this?" Harry touched it and instinctively let go in pain, causing the cube to fall onto the table.

As the cube fell onto the desktop, a window suddenly appeared on the desktop, startling Harry.

"Is this what he left behind?" Harry wondered, and began to browse the contents of the windows.

He saw what the Osborn Corporation had done: military weapons, biological weapons... and the Spider-Man experiment program.

A scientist conducted an experiment that could give humans the cellular self-healing abilities of spiders, but the experiment was abandoned without a final human trial.

But Harry remembered someone, a superhero.

Spiderman.

"So you've found a way to cure your ailment?"

Suddenly a voice rang out in the office, startling Harry so much that he immediately stood up, because he remembered that he had locked the door and was the only one in the room.

Looking up, I saw an old man leaning on a cane.

"Who are you?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Who I am is not important. What is important is that I can guarantee you won't die from your illness before you figure out how to use that spider blood."

As he spoke, the old man tossed out a parchment scroll, which floated in mid-air in front of Harry before automatically unfurling.

"What kind of sorcery is this?" Harry took a step back in shock; he had never seen anything so illogical before.

What's wrong with New York? Why are there so many strange things here?

"It's just some minor magic. As long as you sign this scroll, I can guarantee you won't die from the disease for the time being," the old man said calmly.

Looking at the silent Harry, the old man added, "This place is too close to the New York Sanctum. I can't stay here for long. You'd better decide quickly."

"Peter said there's an antidote that can suppress it..."

"Do you believe that, when medicine is completely unable to solve your condition, they can produce medicine to treat you?" the old man interrupted directly.

Harry stopped talking; he wavered. A green light gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Then it's decided." The old man tossed his cane to Harry.

"Do you believe in the antidote, or do you sign a contract with me to return to normal?"

Harry squatted down, somewhat stunned, picked up his cane, and remained silent with his head down.

"What... is your name?" Harry asked after a long silence.

“Morpheus.” The old man revealed a sinister smile.

“It’s like a devil’s pact… Alright…” Harry raised his cane.

“Then I agree to your contract! Even if it’s the devil, it doesn’t matter!” With that, Harry slammed his cane down and simultaneously kneed him.

The cane was broken off.

"I will pledge my allegiance to you!" Harry shouted, throwing the two sections of his cane aside.

"Um... why did you break my cane? I meant to hand it to me." Mephisto stared blankly at the mortal who had suddenly gone mad, somewhat bewildered.

"Huh?" Harry stared blankly at Mephisto, then looked at the two-section cane: "It was just a subconscious reaction..."

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

2.昨天下棋下到2点半，然后越想越气没吃一局鸡想到3点，起来打局影之诗鬼畜气到4点。中午11点刚醒发现自己命运长夜电影点过去了……悲伤码字

3. This is a trial (referring to cross-dressing).

4. I still quite like Neptune, it's a pity it's almost obsolete. By the way, my favorite character in the series is still Uzume (I'll never see her move in my lifetime).

Chapter 13 Distress

He drove straight back to his neighborhood, deactivated his transformation, and went home.

"Tony wants me to learn about weaponry from scratch in a month? Does he think I'm Doraemon?" Fu You couldn't help but complain as he opened a bottle of Coke.

Tony is such a genius who doesn't usually teach, and his demands are outrageous. I can't do it, thank you.

I've memorized before; I've gone through nine years of compulsory education, so what's there to be afraid of when it comes to memorizing?

But this takes a month to get from kindergarten to Harvard...

Forget it, I'll just go to sleep. Anything can happen in dreams.

"Although I haven't felt any sense of crisis lately, didn't Vishir say the organization would send someone? Where are they?"

A few days ago, I was driving around looking for good food... no, I was looking for enemies. I was on edge for a while, but no one attacked.

This is really frustrating.

"Instead of having Tony, who has never taught anyone, teach me, I might as well do it myself." Fu You put on the virtual reality headset.

GTA5, as the first game created by Fuyu and the first open-world game, now has a significance that goes beyond just robbery and venting frustration.

After entering the game, Fu You arrived at his own villa and smiled as he looked at the various weapons on one wall.

"I'll disassemble each weapon hundreds of times, and I'll understand it. I can even do missions with gangsters to get some weapons."

Fu You considers himself someone who gets sleepy when reading, and prefers to take action rather than read.

How many people can read novels on their phones without any problems, but get sleepy as soon as they see a physical book? They might be perfectly alert, but start feeling drowsy as soon as they hear a teacher speaking?

After disassembling the guns and scattering them on the ground, Fu You began assembling his advanced Lego toys.

……

"Tony Stark, this is quite a scene. A sudden appearance of divine intervention? You're going to hurt the citizens of New York City with this." Eggman found Tony on the rooftop.

"It's nothing, just a minor accident." Tony poured himself a glass of red wine and sat down on the sofa.

"Isn't that asking for too much? It's such a waste to leave such a skill unused. I wonder if he asked Jarvis for the teaching materials. I've already sent them to him..." Tony sipped his red wine, lost in thought.

“It’s normal to go through a rebellious phase. Loki was like that when he was a kid. A good beating would fix it,” Thor said, holding a fried chicken in one hand and his mouth full of oil.

"Beat her up? Are you absolutely sure you can beat her?" Tony glanced at Thor.

"Cough cough cough, let's eat chicken, let's eat chicken." Thor awkwardly pushed the plate away and continued gnawing on the chicken leg.

"Anyway, you'll have to compensate for the damage to the street below, Tony Stark." Eggman looked down at the road under repair; many bricks along the roadside had been smashed and were being replaced.

“Jarvis will transfer the money to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s account as road repair costs,” Tony said, gesturing with his hand.

"Your vehicle repair costs are included in this."

The area around Avengers Tower is under surveillance, but Tony, with Jarvis around, naturally knew about Nick Fury's car being mounted on the wall.

The exposed man's expression remained unchanged; he simply replied calmly, "Am I not a New York City resident too? Of course, I count as one."

After getting the money, Lu Dan turned around and was about to take the elevator away, but halfway there he suddenly remembered and turned back: "By the way, the court summoned you again, this time it's about virtual reality games."

"Do you really need to come all this way to tell me this?" Tony chuckled.

"I just want to warn you not to talk nonsense. Last time you caused chaos with the Iron Man suit." Nick Fury's one eye stared at Tony.

"This isn't just your problem."

"Don't even think about it," Tony interrupted Nick Fury. "They can't take anything from me unless I'm dead."

Seeing Tony's determined expression, Eggman shook his head.

"Well, it's better than falling into the hands of some despicable people."

This time, he pressed the elevator button and prepared to leave.

"Mr. Stark! Oh, sorry." As the elevator stopped, a red and blue figure rushed out of the elevator, almost bumping into Egg.

It was Spider-Man, Peter Parker.

"It's okay." Eggman turned to the side to let Peter go first.

“Mr. Stark, I need your antidote.” Peter hurriedly found Tony.

"Hey kid, you're really good at playing Eastern games, what's wrong? Are you addicted?" Tony blurted out as he saw Peter approaching.

“He’s my friend. He has a strange genetic disease. He said he wants Spider-Man’s blood to save him, but I’m hesitant to give it to him for fear of harming him, so I’m planning to borrow an antidote,” Peter said urgently. Harry had previously approached him saying he wanted to meet Spider-Man.

Because Peter used to take selfies a lot, Harry thought he knew Spider-Man. At the time, I don't know why I impulsively agreed to meet Harry, and now I'm having a bit of a headache.

So he ran over to Tony to borrow the antidote.

“I think I understand. I can give you the antidote, of course, but it only provides temporary relief.” Tony opened a box on the table and took out a vial of medicine.

"Why don't you tell your friend that your blood has strong side effects? That way he won't think about it anymore."

"Will this work?" Peter asked hesitantly.

“It’s okay, we’ll help you.” Tony pointed to Thor sitting on the sofa.

……