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Howard dropped the Parker siblings off at the entrance of an amusement park, left his gold card for them, and drove away in his Rolls-Royce.
“Weren't we going to register?” Cindy stared blankly at the amusement park in front of her.
“That’s right, we’re going to the ticket booth for registration and tickets now.” Peter came back to his senses, took Cindy's hand and walked inside, his mind still replaying what Howard had said to him.
…
“Don’t expose the fact that Cindy is a superhuman,” Howard warned Peter.
“How did you know?” Peter was puzzled, then guessed, “Did Uncle Norman tell you?”
“Of course not, Osborn and I aren't close enough to talk about the younger generation of our families, Jarvis.”
Howard first denied Peter's guess, and then inexplicably called out the name of his butler. Just as Peter was puzzled, the display screen in front of him lit up.
“Yes, sir.”
An emotionless electronic sound rang out, startling Peter, but what was played on the display screen afterwards shocked him even more.
The protagonist in the visuals was his younger sister. At this time, she was wearing sportswear, jumping back and forth between buildings. All kinds of difficult extreme sports were easily performed, making Peter, who was sitting in a chair, tremble with fear.
“This is the video recording from last night.” Howard slowly stopped the car waiting for the traffic light. “Actually, there’s more than just this one, there are also video recordings from the day before yesterday and the day before that. It seems Cindy is a very lively child.”
“She’s been like this since she was little.” Peter said with a wry smile, but in his heart, he had already made up his mind to teach Cindy a good lesson when he got home.
“This was filmed by the flying drones of Stark Industries scattered throughout the city.” Howard stretched the seatbelt, making it more comfortable. “It’s a new invention that was just invented recently, only the size of an eyeball.”
Peter didn't speak. He knew Howard wouldn't show off his inventions to him for no reason. He guessed the key point was in the second half of the sentence.
“Hyperion asked me to do this.” Howard rubbed his eyes. “Now you know why I said he’s crazy, right?”
“Because he’s spying on public privacy?”
“Because he doesn’t trust anyone anymore.” Howard rolled his eyes at Peter, then started the car. “Learn more from Osborn when you have time. You’re too naive. If you were to take over the family business, Parker Group would go bankrupt in two days.”
Peter chuckled and didn't respond. He was indeed not good at scheming with others. The laboratory was still the most suitable place for him. The group should be left for Harry to take over.
“Hyperion no longer believes in everything he once protected.” Howard brought the topic back to the right track. “And he really wants to carry out the Superhuman Registration to the end. When he came to me, he gave me a reason I couldn't refuse, asking me to help him.”
“What is it?” Peter interjected in a timely manner.
“Tony’s life.” Howard said calmly, the tone completely mismatched the content of his words, making Peter couldn't help but shudder.
Peter asked in disbelief, “He really said that?”
That Hyperion who promoted justice and goodness? He could actually do something like threatening a father with his child's life?
“That’s why I said he’s crazy.” Howard was very calm, as if the life threatened wasn't his child, which made Peter couldn't help but feel surprised.
“What?” Howard noticed Peter's gaze from the rearview mirror in the car. “Do you think I would be furious?”
“I thought you wouldn’t be so calm at least.”
Howard was protective of his own. This was something worldwide knew. Not to mention that if someone close to him was threatened, anyone would feel anger, just like Peter. If Cindy or other family members were in danger, he would really rush up and fight desperately.
He wasn't joking about this.
“Rage without power is useless.” Howard manipulated the car to turn. “My resistance will only make what he said come true sooner. If I want to protect Tony, I must endure it.”
“But in order to hide it from that big fool, I still smashed my office, what a pity for my favorite statue.”
“Why are you telling me this?” Peter couldn't help but ask. “I don’t have much interaction with you, do I?”
“Because you are a good young guy, Peter.” Howard sighed. “I saw it at the ball a long time ago. You wanted to help me unarmed? You are admirably foolish.”
“I’m only telling you the truth, Peter.” Howard parked the car in the parking lot and looked at Peter seriously.
“I’m really looking for a method to kill that son of a bitch alien. I estimate I will have to pay the price of my life for this.”
“What!? Mr. Howard…”
“Listen to me, Peter.” Howard interrupted Peter. “That big fool does have a way. If I don’t kill him, he will definitely kill me. I beg you to hold Tony back for me when the time comes. This is the purpose of my visit.”
Howard reached out and pulled out the USB drive plugged into the car's center console and handed it to Peter, saying, “This contains all the video recordings about Cindy. Remember to take it back and destroy it. This is the benefit I give you.”
Peter blankly took the USB drive. It wasn't until Cindy's voice rang in his ears that Peter came back to his senses again.
“Weren't we going to register?”
“Yes, that’s right.” Peter put the USB drive in his pocket. “We have to go to the ticket booth for registration and tickets. Mr. Howard gave us a gold card, we don’t need to queue.”
Big hand holding small hand, one walking more and more firmly, the other walking more and more confused.
…
“Lord MODOK!”
A person wearing a yellow protective suit stood at the entrance of the laboratory, reporting loudly.
“Come in!”
The sharp voice made the person standing at the doorway shudder, and then he honestly walked in.
“You should know that I said don’t disturb me during my experiment unless it’s necessary.”
The big-brained MODOK manipulated his hover chair to turn around, the shocking blood on his body made his subordinate’s teeth chatter.
“Yes, yes, there is, important news.”
The subordinate trembled and reported Hyperion's actions to MODOK. After hearing the news, the latter couldn't help but raise his brow.
“This is good news.” MODOK chuckled. He had finally managed to get in touch with the military, but he didn't expect that the leader of the other party would die in less than two days. MODOK, who was full of resentment, could only think of other methods to vent his anger.
“I was originally planning to use my new invention to take revenge on their family, but these can be used as appetizers first.”
MODOK licked his lips and ordered his subordinate, “Release the news, release all the military’s actions against superhumans, and remember to mark clearly that all superhuman human experiment are Ross’s old timer idea.”
Watching his subordinate turn and leave, MODOK couldn't help but laugh again.
“This is going to be interesting! This is going to be interesting!”
(End of chapter)
“Weren't we going to register?” Cindy stared blankly at the amusement park in front of her.
“That’s right, we’re going to the ticket booth for registration and tickets now.” Peter came back to his senses, took Cindy's hand and walked inside, his mind still replaying what Howard had said to him.
…
“Don’t expose the fact that Cindy is a superhuman,” Howard warned Peter.
“How did you know?” Peter was puzzled, then guessed, “Did Uncle Norman tell you?”
“Of course not, Osborn and I aren't close enough to talk about the younger generation of our families, Jarvis.”
Howard first denied Peter's guess, and then inexplicably called out the name of his butler. Just as Peter was puzzled, the display screen in front of him lit up.
“Yes, sir.”
An emotionless electronic sound rang out, startling Peter, but what was played on the display screen afterwards shocked him even more.
The protagonist in the visuals was his younger sister. At this time, she was wearing sportswear, jumping back and forth between buildings. All kinds of difficult extreme sports were easily performed, making Peter, who was sitting in a chair, tremble with fear.
“This is the video recording from last night.” Howard slowly stopped the car waiting for the traffic light. “Actually, there’s more than just this one, there are also video recordings from the day before yesterday and the day before that. It seems Cindy is a very lively child.”
“She’s been like this since she was little.” Peter said with a wry smile, but in his heart, he had already made up his mind to teach Cindy a good lesson when he got home.
“This was filmed by the flying drones of Stark Industries scattered throughout the city.” Howard stretched the seatbelt, making it more comfortable. “It’s a new invention that was just invented recently, only the size of an eyeball.”
Peter didn't speak. He knew Howard wouldn't show off his inventions to him for no reason. He guessed the key point was in the second half of the sentence.
“Hyperion asked me to do this.” Howard rubbed his eyes. “Now you know why I said he’s crazy, right?”
“Because he’s spying on public privacy?”
“Because he doesn’t trust anyone anymore.” Howard rolled his eyes at Peter, then started the car. “Learn more from Osborn when you have time. You’re too naive. If you were to take over the family business, Parker Group would go bankrupt in two days.”
Peter chuckled and didn't respond. He was indeed not good at scheming with others. The laboratory was still the most suitable place for him. The group should be left for Harry to take over.
“Hyperion no longer believes in everything he once protected.” Howard brought the topic back to the right track. “And he really wants to carry out the Superhuman Registration to the end. When he came to me, he gave me a reason I couldn't refuse, asking me to help him.”
“What is it?” Peter interjected in a timely manner.
“Tony’s life.” Howard said calmly, the tone completely mismatched the content of his words, making Peter couldn't help but shudder.
Peter asked in disbelief, “He really said that?”
That Hyperion who promoted justice and goodness? He could actually do something like threatening a father with his child's life?
“That’s why I said he’s crazy.” Howard was very calm, as if the life threatened wasn't his child, which made Peter couldn't help but feel surprised.
“What?” Howard noticed Peter's gaze from the rearview mirror in the car. “Do you think I would be furious?”
“I thought you wouldn’t be so calm at least.”
Howard was protective of his own. This was something worldwide knew. Not to mention that if someone close to him was threatened, anyone would feel anger, just like Peter. If Cindy or other family members were in danger, he would really rush up and fight desperately.
He wasn't joking about this.
“Rage without power is useless.” Howard manipulated the car to turn. “My resistance will only make what he said come true sooner. If I want to protect Tony, I must endure it.”
“But in order to hide it from that big fool, I still smashed my office, what a pity for my favorite statue.”
“Why are you telling me this?” Peter couldn't help but ask. “I don’t have much interaction with you, do I?”
“Because you are a good young guy, Peter.” Howard sighed. “I saw it at the ball a long time ago. You wanted to help me unarmed? You are admirably foolish.”
“I’m only telling you the truth, Peter.” Howard parked the car in the parking lot and looked at Peter seriously.
“I’m really looking for a method to kill that son of a bitch alien. I estimate I will have to pay the price of my life for this.”
“What!? Mr. Howard…”
“Listen to me, Peter.” Howard interrupted Peter. “That big fool does have a way. If I don’t kill him, he will definitely kill me. I beg you to hold Tony back for me when the time comes. This is the purpose of my visit.”
Howard reached out and pulled out the USB drive plugged into the car's center console and handed it to Peter, saying, “This contains all the video recordings about Cindy. Remember to take it back and destroy it. This is the benefit I give you.”
Peter blankly took the USB drive. It wasn't until Cindy's voice rang in his ears that Peter came back to his senses again.
“Weren't we going to register?”
“Yes, that’s right.” Peter put the USB drive in his pocket. “We have to go to the ticket booth for registration and tickets. Mr. Howard gave us a gold card, we don’t need to queue.”
Big hand holding small hand, one walking more and more firmly, the other walking more and more confused.
…
“Lord MODOK!”
A person wearing a yellow protective suit stood at the entrance of the laboratory, reporting loudly.
“Come in!”
The sharp voice made the person standing at the doorway shudder, and then he honestly walked in.
“You should know that I said don’t disturb me during my experiment unless it’s necessary.”
The big-brained MODOK manipulated his hover chair to turn around, the shocking blood on his body made his subordinate’s teeth chatter.
“Yes, yes, there is, important news.”
The subordinate trembled and reported Hyperion's actions to MODOK. After hearing the news, the latter couldn't help but raise his brow.
“This is good news.” MODOK chuckled. He had finally managed to get in touch with the military, but he didn't expect that the leader of the other party would die in less than two days. MODOK, who was full of resentment, could only think of other methods to vent his anger.
“I was originally planning to use my new invention to take revenge on their family, but these can be used as appetizers first.”
MODOK licked his lips and ordered his subordinate, “Release the news, release all the military’s actions against superhumans, and remember to mark clearly that all superhuman human experiment are Ross’s old timer idea.”
Watching his subordinate turn and leave, MODOK couldn't help but laugh again.
“This is going to be interesting! This is going to be interesting!”
(End of chapter)
