"Mmmph mmmph mmmph mmmph" Aunt May's mouth was stuffed full of food again.
It was clear she was in a hurry.
But Peter really wanted to say, Can you not be in a hurry? Let me be in a hurry first.
Peter reached out and adjusted Aunt May's body, saying seriously, "Aunt May, those things are too dangerous. I don't want you to do such dangerous things."
"I've applied for sponsorship from the September Fund through Mr. Stark, and I'm now an intern at Stark Industries. Believe me, Aunt May, I can improve our lives!"
Hearing Peter's words, Aunt May also turned to him with a serious expression—only her cheeks, stuffed full, ruined the seriousness.
At this moment, she also realized her impropriety and quickly swallowed her food, but she choked a little because she was too rushed.
Peter quickly handed her the milk.
Aunt May took the milk and drank it down in several large gulps.
"Peter, do you think I do these things for ourselves? No, in this world, there are many, many people who need our help. And since I have the ability to help them, I should do it." Aunt May finished speaking in one breath, took a breath, and gave a summary, "With great power comes great responsibility. Do what you think is right, Peter."
Peter nodded solemnly, taking in Aunt May's teachings.
At the same time, his heart skipped a beat.
He wondered if Aunt May saying this suddenly meant she had discovered something?
No, that wouldn't happen.
He was always so careful when he snuck out, wasn't he?
Peter cautiously stole a glance at Aunt May.
Fortunately, Aunt May didn't seem inclined to dwell on the matter.
After finishing with Peter, she was almost done eating. After giving Peter his pocket money for the day, she hurried out.
It was clear that the venue for the event must have been quite far away, which was why she was in such a rush.
Peter shrugged, tidied up the kitchen, and walked to school with his small backpack.
The Midtown High he attended was a public school. While its conditions might not compare to private high schools founded by the wealthy for their children, it was still quite good.
Its teaching and textbook resources were quite sufficient.
Before receiving Stark's sponsorship, Peter's suit and synthetic web fluid were all secretly made using school materials.
Peter had initially wanted to wear his suit and swing to school using his webs, but he thought better of it.
Although he had the Avengers' sponsorship, that was still someone else's contribution.
He wasn't an official Avenger either, and it wouldn't be good to ask them for things all the time.
Besides, Peter hadn't revealed the formula for the synthetic web fluid to anyone, so he still had to synthesize the webs himself.
Speaking of which, he had taken all his previous web fluid reserves with him to participate in the Avengers' civil war, and he didn't have much left now.
"It just so happens that we have an experiment class today, so I'll make some more then." Peter took out two Bluetooth earbuds, put them in his ears, and got on the bus.
"However, it's not great to always sneakily take things from the school like this. Although those experimental consumables were meant to be consumed by them in the first place, they're ultimately not my property, and I have to be nervous every time."
"Maybe I can find a way to start my own company? Just like Mr. Stark's Stark Industries, mine would be called... Parker Industries! Wow, that name is great, Parker Industries!"
"I wonder if any parallel universe Peter Parker has founded Parker Industries. I really wish I could see it someday~"
Peter became more and more excited as he thought about it. However, considering that he was penniless right now, and his only "studio" was just a hastily assembled small desk in his room, it wasn't even as good as Amazing Spider-Man's workshop hidden in an abandoned room.
Splash!
A basin of cold water was thrown down.
Alright, he calmed down.
"Parker Industries has a long way to go. Perhaps I can start by creating Parker Labs. Cooperate with Mr. Stark and get some R&D funding. As long as I can make money, I can not only maintain and develop new equipment for myself but also donate to the charity organization where Aunt May works, so she doesn't have to do such dangerous things to raise funds." Peter realized that the more he thought, the clearer his ideas became.
Yes, that's it.
First, find a project that can make money.
Then, talk to Mr. Stark about cooperation.
Finally, establish Parker Ind... Parker Labs!
"A beautiful tomorrow awaits you, Peter. Keep going!" Peter secretly encouraged himself.
He was now standing in the school, putting away his things.
"You took two days off, where did you go?" A hand rested on Peter's shoulder from behind.
Peter, who was lost in thought, was startled. He turned his head and saw his good friend Ned.
Ned was a chubby Asian kid. His whole family had been living in the US for many years. Peter didn't know what his parents did, but his family was quite well-off. He often shared new toys with Peter.
"Uh, Ned, I, I applied for the September Fund from Stark Industries and am now part of the Stark internship program. I was busy with that for the past two days." Peter lied.
If participating in the Avengers' civil war counted as an "internship program," it wasn't entirely a lie.
"Oh!" Ned believed him completely. "Stark internship program! That's amazing. I've dreamed of joining Stark Industries, but they don't think much of me. What did you submit? What's the internship project about?"
"Uh, it's confidential, you know," Peter said.
Ned suddenly understood, "Oh, oh, I get it, I get it, trade secret."
Peter felt a bit awkward, worried Ned would keep prying, so he quickly changed the subject, "So what about you, Ned, what have you been up to these past couple of days?"
Ned then remembered what he had wanted to tell Peter. He pulled a LEGO minifigure out of his pocket and chuckled, "Guess what? My LEGO Death Star arrived!"
Peter took the minifigure and looked at it.
Ned continued, "The LEGO Star Wars series 10188 Death Star!"
"It has 3803 pieces, including 23 minifigures like Grand Moff Tarkin, Darth Vader, Emperor Palpatine, a Death Star Droid, Luke Skywalker, Princess Leia, and more!"
"Super laser control room, Imperial conference chamber, hangar bay with tractor beam, interior chamber for Lord Vader's TIE Advanced, Emperor Palpatine's throne room, droid maintenance room."
Ned grew more excited as he spoke.
Peter had to interrupt him.
"Ned, what exactly did you want to say?"
Ned took a deep breath, grinned, and said, "Let's build it together!"
"I'd really love to build it with you, but, you know, Ned, I still have the Stark internship program, so..." Peter put on a regretful expression.
Actually, he wanted to get to sleep early tonight and head over to the Amazing Spider-Man's side to find that Lizard-Man.
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