Selling

"Anything else interesting?"

Red looked at Gemini curiously, his interest already piqued by the web-shooters.

"Depends on what you're looking for," Gemini said, crossing his arms and leaning back on the sofa. "I have a lot of products, but I couldn't bring them all."

Red stared intently at Gemini. "I don't mean to pry into your secrets, but I'd like to know about your strength. I don't believe an eleven or twelve-year-old boy could so easily take down my men."

"Hmm..." Gemini nodded. "There's no reason I can't tell you. My abilities come from a serum."

As he spoke, Gemini leaped up and pressed a hand against the ceiling, sticking himself there. Red watched as Gemini stood on the ceiling with his feet, walking a few steps upside down.

"I can walk on walls like a spider, and as an adult, I'll have a strength of over fifteen tons. My senses will also be greatly enhanced, and my intelligence will increase accordingly. You can think of it as a mutation or an evolution, and this evolution is at the genetic level, meaning it can be passed down to the next generation without any adverse effects."

"The most crucial point is that if someone points a gun at me, or if I'm in any life-threatening danger, I'll sense it immediately."

Gemini dropped from the ceiling, clearly feeling Red's heavy breathing.

"What's the price? The price of this serum?" Red swallowed.

"The price of a product should naturally depend on its value, but there's an exception when something is priceless and extremely rare."

Gemini crossed his legs, a gentle smile on his face. "Twenty million pounds, a fixed price."

Twenty million. He was selling it too cheaply.

But this was likely the absolute limit of what the man in front of him could afford.

On the surface, he was calm, but inwardly, he was bursting with excitement. This was Gemini's current state.

Why the excitement?

According to the weapon shop's assessment of currency purchasing power, twenty million pounds could buy five Devil Fruits! Or twenty sets of Iron Man Armor, and so on...

Red pursed his lips and sighed softly.

It wasn't that he couldn't afford it, but it would cost him everything he had.

In fact, he wanted the serum not for himself, but for his beloved daughter.

He had seen Gemini's situation – practically a mini-Superman. A group of his men who had been taken down were still unconscious.

If his daughter gained this ability, he would never have to worry about her safety again.

"Can you make it a little cheaper?" Red asked dryly.

Gemini shook his head.

The abilities of Spider-Man were still a bit too powerful for this world. Gemini wanted to ensure this destabilizing factor remained within his control.

Red thought for a moment. "Perhaps we could trade in a different way? For example, I pay with money, and you provide the technology. Just this web-shooter alone could make us a fortune."

"That's impossible," Gemini shook his head. "Compressing a large amount of solution to the subatomic level and storing it in an extremely high-pressure container. Liquid artificial nanomaterials are directly concentrated into a subatomic form through high-energy compression, and then released instantly from the web container via a variable frequency current, activating the web substance. It first transforms from subatomic to atomic, then to gas, and then the gas, through extreme speed, generates intense friction with the atmosphere, causing heat that rapidly converts the web substance from gas to liquid, then to solid."

This was the weapon shop's description of the web-shooters.

Thinking about it, Peter Parker was truly a genius!

"Basically, with current technology, this is impossible, at least not in this world."

Gemini said seriously, "The only way you can get it is through me. As for what you do with it after you get it – whether you research and analyze it or whatever – I won't ask. Even if you manage to reverse-engineer it, that would be your own achievement."

Red sighed regretfully. "I'd like to try it first, if that's okay?"

"Of course." Gemini took out a web-shooter from his pocket and handed it to Red.

Red put it on his wrist and mimicked Gemini's gesture, pressing the button.

It didn't activate.

It was incredibly awkward.

Gemini suddenly remembered that the web-shooter's button required the force of a falling hammer to activate. Besides himself, ordinary people didn't have that kind of strength.

"Alright, I'll get you a different one."

He took out a modified version and handed it to Red.

Fwip—

A strand of web shot through the air. Red stood up and, using all his strength, tugged on the web, pulling himself into the air. The web stuck to the ceiling showed no signs of breaking.

"It's incredible. Just a thin strand of web like this can pull me up..."

Red looked at Gemini with delight. "This price, it's not also twenty million pounds, is it?"

"Five hundred pounds each," Gemini said, spreading his hands. "See the liquid in the small red tube on top? That's the raw material for the web fluid. That's priced separately, ten pounds per tube. Don't think it's too expensive; this stuff can save your life if used properly."

"I'll take a hundred of them, plus five hundred tubes of web fluid," Red said, naturally understanding Gemini's point.

"Very good. Fifty-five thousand pounds. If you have it here, I can deliver immediately," Gemini nodded.

This was why, despite capital being evil, he loved it.

The modified web-shooters and the web fluid only cost a total of four thousand pounds at the weapon shop. With this single transaction, Gemini made a profit of over fifty thousand!

There was a large amount of cash in the room's safe. Gemini turned, left the room, and returned less than two minutes later, carrying two large metal boxes. One box was filled with web-shooters, and the other was filled with web fluid.

Thus, the money and goods were exchanged.

Gemini's total deposit reached over 59,000, nearly 60,000 pounds.

Red gave the goods a cursory inspection before closing the case.

He didn't examine the batch of Web-Shooters too closely; only Gemini could produce such items. Even if there were some defective ones, tens of thousands of pounds wasn't a significant loss for him. On the contrary, offending Gemini over such a small matter would be far more detrimental.

"I'm really curious, what other good stuff do you have?" Red asked.

Gemini thought for a moment and gave a somewhat strange smile. "You know, I actually have something suitable for your profession. Are you interested in drugs?"

"What kind of drugs?" Red frowned. "Let me be clear, if it's that kind of messy stuff..."

"A drug that can bring people back from the dead."

As Gemini finished speaking, the air fell silent.

Red swallowed and looked at Gemini in shock. "You must be joking with me."

"GH-325," Gemini said calmly. "If the cause of death was external trauma, it can revive someone even if they've stopped breathing. Of course, it won't work if the body has already decayed."

GH-325 was the drug that revived S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Coulson after Loki killed him.

"However, since the brain also dies when a person dies, this drug, while able to awaken the brain through powerful cell regeneration, still carries significant negative side effects due to brain death. Coupled with the drug's effects, there's a high probability of developing mental illness. The only solution is to erase past memories."

"If you buy this agent from me and end up using it, I can help you erase your memories later," Gemini said sincerely.

Erasing memories wasn't difficult for him; One Shot, One Forget would suffice.

While his words might not sound pleasant, they were the truth.