Dream Toy Exhibition (Part 1)

The shooting at the music festival had happened several days ago. Kraft's actions hadn't been discovered by anyone else, and after the heat of the incident died down, his life had returned to its usual calm.

Except for Fatty Liao, that pervert, who still occasionally pestered him for the Gnome Invisibility Device.

However, once he learned the invisibility device only lasted for a dozen seconds, he dejectedly gave up on his own accord.

Soon, it was time for school to go on break. After the holidays, they would need to arrange for Alice to enroll. Fortunately, Kraft had been growing rapidly lately. He'd started out half a head shorter than Alice, and now he was only less than three centimeters shorter. He was confident that by the end of summer vacation, his height would catch up to Alice's. This way, when they got to school, he'd feel more confident as Alice's older brother.

"Kraft, are you ready? The exhibition is about to start. You, as the main attraction, can't be late."

Martin Lee's voice came from outside. Kraft tugged at his collar, which made him uncomfortable, and replied, "Coming!"

Kraft had originally planned to spend his entire vacation in the lab. However, Martin Lee had ruthlessly shut down that idea. Even when Kraft used the Hulk as an excuse, Martin wouldn't allow him to stay cooped up in the lab. To give him something to do, Martin had also had the Dream Toy Company organize a large exhibition during the summer break and forcibly roped Kraft into being the mascot.

So, Kraft once again put on the uncomfortable little tuxedo and got into Martin Lee's car.

"Hahahaha—Woof! Woof-woof—! Woof!"

As soon as they got in the car, Quinn, who was in the back seat, poked his head through the gap in the seats and barked incessantly.

"What's wrong with him?" Kraft turned his head to ask Alice, who was sitting next to him. "Didn't you just feed him? Does he need to go to the bathroom?"

Since they were bringing Quinn and Bear to the Dream Toy Company's exhibition, their scarves had been removed long ago and replaced with ordinary collars. Therefore, Kraft couldn't understand what Quinn was barking about.

"Maybe it's because Quinn wants to sit in the front too."

Alice stroked the little black cat lying on her lap and chuckled, "Bear just meowed a few taunting words at Quinn, and then Quinn started acting up."

As if to confirm Alice's explanation, Quinn let out a timely "Awooo" and began shaking his head up and down.

"These two... they can start arguing even without a common language?"

Kraft's expression turned grim. He then turned to the still-fidgeting Quinn, "Stop messing around! You're too big to sit in the front. Just stay put in the back, and Alice will make you something delicious when we get back tonight."

Bribing this silly dog with good food had always been foolproof. He immediately stopped fussing and obediently lay down in the back seat.

With the support of Kraft's dream products over the past few years, the Dream Toy Company, which he had founded with Martin, had already gained considerable fame worldwide.

Especially after mastering Engineering, the various mechanical pets launched by the Dream Toy Company had become widely popular among children. It could be said that Kraft had become a common idol for teenagers across America.

Given Kraft's easy-going nature, he actually disliked being in the spotlight. However, Martin Lee had his reasons.

Given the scale of the businesses Martin Lee currently owned, it was impossible for the American government not to be aware of him. But the reason most official forces didn't bother him was precisely because he had built up enough public recognition through the media. Although there were still some overt and covert probes, it helped avoid many more minor troubles.

So, in the end, Kraft was persuaded by Martin. It was just making toys, after all, not particularly conspicuous.

Martin Lee drove Kraft and Alice to the exhibition venue. It hadn't officially opened yet, but there were already quite a few people inside. Of course, most of them were Chinese.

To bring more traffic to Chinatown and ensure the smooth running of the entire exhibition, Martin Lee had naturally chosen to hold it within his sphere of influence. The residents of Chinatown naturally received special privileges and were allowed to enter early.

"Hey! Kraft!"

In addition to the compatriots from Chinatown, some of Martin's employees from the shelter were also allowed to enter early, as well as Peter Parker and others who were brought along.

"Aunt May, Uncle Ben, welcome."

Kraft ignored Peter Parker, who was greeting him, and stepped forward to hug Aunt May and Uncle Ben.

"Hey! Kraft! I'm talking to you!"

Peter Parker, who had been ignored, was very displeased.

"If you just want to express your amazement and admiration for my brilliant mind, there's no need."

Kraft rolled his eyes and turned to look at Peter Parker.

"Who would admire a mischievous brat like you, full of bad ideas!"

Peter gritted his teeth in anger. Recalling his past experiences of being tricked by Kraft, he felt even more heartbroken.

"So? What do you want calling me?"

"Can't I call you for no reason?! I was going to congratulate you! Now! Forget it!"

Every time he faced Kraft, Peter lost his usual timid demeanor and instead acted like an irritable young man.

However, no matter what state Peter was in, Kraft wasn't afraid. He couldn't help it; after bullying him for so long, his psychological advantage was too great.

So, he ignored Peter Parker's roaring once again and looked around on his own. "Where are Ned and Mary? I remember inviting them too. Didn't they come with you?"

As he spoke, Kraft gave Peter a disdainful look. "I've helped you this much, and you still can't ask Mary out? You're so disappointing, Peter."

"They're already here! They're just touring inside! I was just waiting for Aunt May!"

Peter adjusted his slightly crooked glasses, agitated, and continued to explain with a roar.

"So... you're ditching the girl you have a crush on and letting her go on a date with your best friend?!"

Kraft's eyes widened in a look of shock.

"It's not a date! And David and the others are there too! Cough cough..."

The continuous roaring made Peter Parker feel a bit short of breath, and his throat felt very dry.

"Alright, Kraft! Stop picking on Peter!"

Martin Lee, who had been talking with Aunt May and Uncle Ben, couldn't stand it anymore. He reached out and smacked the back of Kraft's head.

"Tch!"

Seeing Martin intervene, Kraft rubbed the back of his head and let Peter Parker off the hook, giving him a "you're lucky" look that made Peter Parker grind his teeth.

Since the exhibition hadn't started yet, Kraft planned to take Alice for a stroll inside first, and also look for Fatty Liao and the others.

Kraft had casually handed over some mass-producible technologies to Martin Lee before. He wasn't entirely sure what products they had tinkered with. So, taking this opportunity, he could also see what their own products were like.