New Web Shooter

Peter was stunned at first, unable to believe it.

He had possessed spider abilities for over a month, and had been making his own web shooters and web fluid for more than half a month, but all he had ever known was how to shoot a single strand of webbing.

He had only learned and made new web types and web cartridges after going to Shadow Spider-Man's world.

Even Shadow Spider-Man only knew a handful of web-shooting methods.

Yet this spider-suit Iron Man had given him contained 576 scientifically designed web-shooting methods?

How was that possible?

It had to be fake, right?

It felt like it was denying all of his efforts over the past month!

However, when Peter carefully examined the contents of the training course, he found rows upon rows of long names, with no duplicates among them.

Things like "Web Grenade," "Separating Web," "Electric Web," "Web Barrage," "Bouncing Web," and "Web Parachute."

In the end, he helplessly discovered two facts:

First, the web shooter he had painstakingly researched had been rendered obsolete!

Second, he really had to believe in science!

Although Iron Man did not use webbing as one of his primary offensive methods, the scientific web-shooting techniques he had developed through analysis were indeed extremely useful.

For example, Bouncing Web was a web cartridge that detonated after a delay. Thanks to certain special techniques, it would not explode immediately upon being fired.

If an enemy was hiding behind a wall, Peter could calculate a simple ricochet angle and fire a Bouncing Web over to knock them down!

Then there was the Web Grenade, a special web cartridge containing a large mass of web fluid. Once thrown, it would instantly turn into a huge web.

This method of forming a web in an instant could be used in many situations.

For example, when he had dealt with drunk drivers breaking the rules on the streets before, if a vehicle went out of control, he always had to use his own strength to hold it back so it would not crash into anyone.

But it was actually difficult to stop it completely, and unnecessary damage often resulted.

It was not like he had to pay for the damage, but since he had chosen to help, of course he wanted to do it as perfectly as possible!

At times like that, if he had a Web Grenade that could instantly form a giant net, he could directly catch a falling car in midair.

Then he would have plenty of time to set the car down gently.

The other web-shooting methods each had their own uses as well.

Even without personally going through the tutorials, Peter could glean a few things just from reading their names and descriptions.

Then, Peter roughly looked through the other contents of the training program.

Some had been disabled, informing him that they could only be unlocked after he reached a certain training level.

But even the ones that had not been disabled left him feeling like he had gained a great deal.

Only then did Peter begin to realize how valuable this suit was.

Its materials, texture, and artificial intelligence were only one aspect. To Peter, the carefully assembled knowledge within it was no less valuable than those things!

"Mr. Stark..." Peter did not know why Iron Man was treating him so well, but he knew he had to remember this kindness!

Even if it was only for a "deal," casually putting something together to brush him off and painstakingly making something for him were completely different concepts!

Filled with gratitude toward Iron Man, Peter began bouncing and climbing around the room again.

Splat!

Splat!

Splat!

Knock, knock, knock!

There was a knock on the door.

With an agile flip, Peter looked through the peephole. No one was outside.

Huh?

Knock, knock, knock!

The door was knocked on several more times, then it opened directly.

Oh, it was the door inside the room.

Happy walked in.

Peter had nearly forgotten that his room was connected to Happy's.

Happy expressionlessly looked at Peter in his spider-suit, then swept his gaze across the dense webbing on the ceiling, in the corners, and everywhere else. "Are you planning to turn this place into a spider den? You're Spider-Man, not a spider monster."

Peter scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

He had discovered so many interesting things that he had gotten overly excited and completely forgotten about that.

He was in a hotel now. If room service discovered the webs in this room, would his identity not be exposed?

Fortunately, Happy saw his predicament and said, "Stop immediately. If you want to test the suit, wait until we get back. I'll extend the room for another day and have professionals come clean up the traces before we check out."

"Thank you, thank you," Peter said repeatedly, letting out a sigh of relief.

For the time being, he really did not want to reveal his identity.

It would not matter much if superheroes like Iron Man and Ant-Man knew his real identity.

After all, they were the same kind of people.

They would not interfere with each other's lives for no reason.

But if ordinary people found out, that would be troublesome.

He had already experienced that in Shadow Spider-Man's world.

In that world, Shadow Spider-Man's real identity had not even been exposed. Yet because Ben Urich had been close to Peter before his death, danger had descended upon Peter and his Aunt May.

If Peter had not gained spider abilities, or if he had not reacted in time and returned a step too late, Aunt May would surely have followed Uncle Ben's path and fallen victim to Vulture!

He absolutely did not want to bring such things near his own Aunt May!

After warning him, Happy returned to his own room.

Peter could only lie bored on the bed.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep.

He had a long dream.

In the dream, he saw countless Spider-Men.

There was a burly Spider-Man in a black suit, a slender Spider-Man in a white suit, a Spider-Man wearing a steampunk-style exoskeleton, and even Spider-Ham with a pig snout.

Finally, he seemed to see a gigantic web, with a figure seated in its center.

The night passed quickly.

Peter did not see Iron Man arrive.

The next morning, Happy received a message from Iron Man. He then took Peter aboard the private jet they had arrived in and returned to New York, America.

Apparently, Iron Man had gone to Siberia and fought Captain America and the Winter Soldier. It seemed to have been a brutal battle filled with personal grudges.

Only after they got off the plane in New York did Peter see Iron Man again.

But Iron Man did not explain the specifics of what had happened afterward.

Peter could only vaguely infer the truth from the occasional gloominess he gave off.

Iron Man did not make any further arrangements for him either.

Although Peter had performed remarkably in this incident, Iron Man probably considered his studies and did not want him devoting too much energy to the superhero "career"—if it could really be called a career.

Anyway, throughout the ride back, Iron Man kept emphasizing that Peter should study hard and stop thinking about unnecessary things.

In response, Peter could only mumble agreement and brush it off.