Has This Guy Always Loved Showing Off This Much?

Hearing the name Curt Connors, Loren was startled, and the image of the Lizard immediately appeared in his mind.

Yes, in most parallel universes of Marvel, Curt Connors was the Lizard, one of the Marvel Universe's classic villains.

Peter Parker and Curt Connors also had a relationship that was part teacher and part friend.

However, in other parallel universes, Peter Parker became Spider-Man, while Curt Connors became the Lizard.

The two therefore walked completely different paths and eventually had no choice but to become enemies.

But the Marvel Universe Loren was currently in was different from every universe he had previously known about.

So even he, a transmigrator, had no idea how this universe's timeline had unfolded.

"Peter, you just graduated from high school. You're already studying genetics?"

Loren looked at Peter with a trace of confusion, feeling that there was something strange about the Peter before him.

At that, Peter pushed up his glasses and calmly said, "Yeah. I've been interested in biology since I was little, so I know a little about related professional knowledge. I never expected Professor Connors to take a liking to me. Being able to become his assistant is an honor."

"Peter, you're being far too modest.

If a professor recognizes you, then the professional knowledge you possess is definitely more than just a little.

As expected of the top student in our class! I'm genuinely happy for you.

Come on, let's have a toast. I wish you a bright future."

He was sincerely happy that Peter had achieved what he had.

Because as a transmigrator, he knew that in some parallel universes, Peter had not become Spider-Man, and his life had not gone well either.

It was precisely because of that that Peter eventually embarked on a completely opposite, twisted path.

So Loren was actually a little worried that the Peter in this world might end up the same way.

As Peter's classmate, he naturally did not want to see Peter fall into the abyss.

Otherwise, Peter might end up becoming his enemy. Loren had no desire to cross blades with an old classmate.

Hearing Loren's blessing, Peter's honest face finally revealed a faint smile.

Since they had met, this was probably the first time Peter had smiled.

"Thank you, Loren. You're really a good person!

But with someone like me, no matter how hard I work, I'll never compare to people like you.

I'm just trying to make a living. I don't have much of a future."

After smiling, Peter became gloomy again.

Both his words and expression carried a trace of dejection.

He seemed to have no expectations or confidence at all in his own future.

This once again formed a sharp contrast with the Peter Parker Loren remembered.

Was this guy really Spider-Man?

Loren had his doubts.

If the Peter Parker before him was not the Spider-Man who had been trending repeatedly recently,

then who was the real Spider-Man?

With that thought, his gaze instinctively shifted to Gwen Stacy, who was sitting across from him.

Oh my God, no way!!!

A female Spider-Man?

If that was really the case, this was going to be fun.

Naturally, Gwen and the others had no idea what Loren was plotting in his mind.

Hearing Peter start talking negatively again, Gwen comfortingly patted him on the shoulder.

"Peter, don't be so down!

Don't compare yourself with those two. They're both rich second-generation kids who never have to worry about money.

You should compare yourself with me. Compared to me, you're incredible. You're practically an idol to people like me!"

"Really?" Peter's eyes lit up at Gwen's words, and his gaze toward her was filled with excitement and affection.

"Of course. Anyway, in my heart, you're the most amazing top student." Gwen smiled and nodded, constantly reassuring Peter.

"Thank you, Gwen. In my heart, you're also..."

"Boom!!"

Before Peter could finish, an enormous burst of music suddenly rang out, completely drowning out his voice.

No one heard what he said afterward.

At that moment, the ceiling of the banquet hall slowly opened. Then a gold-and-red figure suddenly descended from above and landed in an incredibly flashy manner. That gold-and-red figure was none other than Tony Stark in his Iron Man Suit.

"Wow, that's so cool!"

"Iron Man, Iron Man, I love you!"

"Waaaah!!!"

With Iron Man's appearance, everyone present except Loren and Tifa gaped in astonishment.

The socialites mingling among the business elites all let out shrill screams.

The sound was utterly seductive, as if they were about to do something.

Gwen and Tifa both frowned at the sound, then spat in unison, "Bitch!!"

Neither of them seemed to have expected the other to be so in sync with her.

They immediately exchanged smiles, and their favorability toward each other soared.

"Boss, has this guy always loved showing off this much?"

Watching Iron Man strike poses on the stage, Tifa asked with a trace of confusion.

"Yeah. Otherwise, why do you think they call him the Iron Man, King of Show-Offs?"

"King of Show-Offs?"

"Hahaha, Loren, are you trying to make me laugh to death? If Mr. Stark heard that, he'd probably want to strangle you!"

"I know, but he wouldn't dare." Loren smiled dismissively.

"Tifa, I kind of need to use the restroom. Can you come with me?"

At that moment, Gwen suddenly took Tifa's hand and spoke as though they were close sisters.

Hearing that, Tifa immediately looked toward Loren, not knowing what to do.

Because she was a robot. She did not need to pee!

"Tifa, go with Gwen. Just wait for her outside the door."

"Okay, Boss." After receiving Loren's order, Tifa immediately went to the restroom hand in hand with Gwen.

At that moment, Peter beside them also suddenly stood up. "I need to pee too."

As he spoke, Peter quickly headed toward the restroom.

"..."

With the three of them gone, only Loren and Harry remained at the table.

At that moment, Harry suddenly smiled and sat beside Loren. Then he furtively said, "While they're gone, tell me something. Why did you suddenly acquire so many arms factories?

Is another war about to break out somewhere? Where are they planning to fight this time?

If there's really going to be a war, secretly tell me. I can buy some stocks in advance and make a fortune off it."

Harry lowered his head and asked with great curiosity.

Loren merely smiled without answering, wearing an expression that said it was better for Harry not to know.

Seeing that, Harry immediately understood and wisely stopped asking.

There were two reasons Loren had acquired several arms factories during this period.

The first reason was simple: to make money.

Tony Stark had shut down the weapons manufacturing division of the Stark Group because of his guilty conscience.

There was now a massive gap in the military weapons industry, and Loren could conveniently take its place and expand his business.

His conscience was tough as steel, anyway. Feeling guilty was impossible. Anyone who refused to make money when it was right there was an idiot.

Besides, blaming war on weapons manufacturers was as childish and ridiculous as blaming a kitchen knife for murder.

The second reason had to do with the General-Purpose Combat Robots.

To rapidly increase his armed strength and prepare for all kinds of unexpected situations in the future,

mass-producing standardized General-Purpose Combat Robots and Anti-Gravity Drone formations was an inevitable move.

And when it came to large-scale manufacturing, his tiny laboratory was completely inadequate.

He had to establish a large-scale production line, which was why acquiring arms factories had become necessary.

Of course, there was no way he would tell Harry any of this.

"Hey, Young Master Loren, I'm here!"

At that moment, a pleasant, alluring voice came from nearby.

A hot reporter with seductive green hair and a low-cut evening gown walked up to Loren with sexy strides.

"Young Master Loren, do you have time? I can't wait to discuss photography techniques with you."

"Hehe, of course." Loren revealed a teasing smile as he looked at the green-haired beauty before him.

Then he glanced at Harry and said, "I need to take a leak too!"

With that, he ignored Harry's stunned expression, took the female reporter's hand, and headed toward the VIP rooms on the second floor.