Sokovia Accords

The content of the Sokovia Accords was actually quite simple and straightforward, at least on the surface, similar to what Peter had learned from television before.

The agreement stipulated that the Avengers would no longer be a personal organization. All actions taken by its members would be supervised by the LHG Special Unit and they could only act when the Special Unit deemed it necessary.

"This agreement isn't bad, but, I mean, hypothetically, if the Special Unit wanted me to do something, and I didn't want to, would I have the right to refuse?" Peter looked at Tony and asked.

Tobey blinked in surprise, then shrugged. "Of course, no problem. The Special Unit only has supervisory power; they can't let us act without authorization, but they can't order us to do things we don't want to do."

Peter nodded.

"I understand. I agree to this agreement."

Signing this agreement meant he would lose some things. For example, his information would be recorded in files, and he might even be constantly monitored.

But it wasn't a big deal.

Ever since they found out his real identity, these things had already been in place.

Even someone as powerful as Thor, who wasn't even from Earth, had his records kept.

Compared to these, Peter valued his autonomy more.

This would allow him to do what he wanted according to his own will when he felt certain actions were improper.

Instead of being someone else's blade, being used by them.

In fact, the Sokovia Accords were simply a law specifically for superhumans.

Ordinary laws restricted ordinary people; super laws restricted superhumans.

This was reasonable and logical.

Peter also wanted to protect his Aunt May.

If all superhumans could sign the Sokovia Accords, not abuse their powers, and even use them to benefit others, then his Aunt May wouldn't have been hurt by someone like that.

Of course, he also knew that this was just a wish.

There would never be a shortage of ambitious opportunists in the world.

No matter what kind of world it was, or what historical context it was in, it was always like this.

And what Peter could do was to protect the people he cared about as much as possible.

Hearing Peter's affirmative answer, Tony also smiled. "Very good, kid. I didn't misjudge you."

"So, Tony, can you tell me what you need my help with?" Peter asked.

Tony turned his phone, put it away, and said seriously, "I need you to come with me to bring back an old friend of mine."

"Captain?"

"Yes."

"When do we leave?"

"We, uh... you don't seem surprised at all?"

"Why should I be surprised?" Peter shrugged.

"Your cleverness, kid, it really reminds me of when I was little." Tony looked around Peter's room, trying to analyze him through the furnishings.

"Did the famous Mr. Stark also have to scavenge for equipment at the junkyard when he was little?" Peter ignored Tony's actions, thinking that if he could figure him out just by looking at a room, wouldn't that make him too naive?

"You know, I actually did! When I was twelve, I wanted to build a concussion rifle, the kind that shoots lasers, and BOOM!" Tony made an exaggerated gesture, pushing his already short hair up a bit.

Peter could already imagine Tony with a blackened face and a smoking, exploded hairstyle.

"Hahaha!"

After a few casual remarks, the two quickly closed the distance between them.

"Alright, let me tell you what happened," Tony organized his thoughts.

Someone, in order to achieve some of his schemes, deliberately caused an explosion at the Sokovia Accords signing conference in Vienna, using the 7 billion people on Earth to locate the Winter Soldier.

Then, he managed to activate the Winter Soldier, turning him back into Hydra's killing machine.

Captain America, to help his good friend, secretly took him and escaped.

Along with the two of them, "Falcon" also escaped.

For their "desertion," the council wanted to directly dispatch special forces to kill the three of them.

But Iron Man persuaded the Secretary of State.

However, the Secretary of State only gave him 36 hours. He had to bring back Captain America, the Winter Soldier, and Falcon within 36 hours.

As for the question of right or wrong...

Iron Man hadn't considered it.

He made this decision purely from a friend's standpoint.

He didn't want Captain America to be killed by special forces. He wanted to bring him back first, let him calm down, and then persuade him slowly.

Therefore, he needed Peter's help.

After all, the other party had more people.

"Alright, since you think it's fine, let's go!" Tony made the final decision.

Peter gave a light jump, using his hand to push open a cover on the ceiling above him. Immediately, a folded set of clothes fell down.

That's right, this was his suit.

A suit made from old clothes and costumes from past school performances.

Peter used to be quite satisfied with it. Although it was a bit ugly, it was his hard work!

However, after seeing Shadow Spider-Man's suit, he suddenly felt his current suit wasn't as appealing.

Shadow Spider-Man's suit was also made from old clothes.

But the old clothes he used were pilot uniforms left behind by his Uncle Ben from when he participated in World War I. They were excellent in terms of performance and other aspects, and even had a certain bulletproof effect.

The most crucial part was that it was also very cool.

Adding a cool black cape over the suit – to the young Peter, this was simply the symbol of coolness!

Peter's moment of stunned silence made Tony think he was hesitating.

He quickly threw out a lure: "Peter, regarding the September Fund, I was actually serious."

"The September Fund? What's that?" Peter asked, confused.

Tony said, "Simply put, it's an aid fund established for superpowered individuals like you. With this fund, you can receive support in terms of technology, finances, and other aspects."

Then he pointed at the baby-onesie-style suit in Peter's hand and said, "For example, this thing, I think we can upgrade it for you. You deserve better."

"There's such a good thing!" Peter was a little surprised. "What are the conditions? The fund isn't free, is it?"

Tony nodded. "With rights come obligations. In return, you need to join the Avengers and become a reserve Avenger, fighting against evil."

"Why are you suddenly being so chuunibyo?" Peter quipped.

Tony, however, said, "I apologize, I'm a businessman. I'm not good at kidnapping people with ideals. Relatively speaking, I prefer to talk about benefits."

"If someone sacrifices their personal interests for so-called ideals, I'll only think they're an idiot."

Tony shrugged and continued, "Actually, you don't need to overthink it. Captain, Natasha, Banner… they all have their lives secured."

Peter nodded and accepted it generously.