In Negative Zone, where there is no life left, there are traces of artificial construction.
Unless... it's Doctor Doom.
Peter's eyes narrowed slightly, and he jumped into the bottom of the pit.
When they worked together to exile Victor·von·Doom to Negative Zone, they thought they could trap this tyrant here forever. Unexpectedly, this guy not only survived, but also established a temporary stronghold here.
"Peter? How is the situation over there?" Susan's worried voice came from the communicator.
"I'm fine, I just found an old friend's 'vacation site'." Peter pushed open the crumbling stone door.
The interior of the stone house is rough, but the walls are densely engraved with complex mathematical formulas and geometric topological models, all of which are theoretical deductions on how to use limited resources to build a dimensional jump device.
"Doom made something over there?!" Johnny took a breath of cold air.
"This guy is an out-and-out monster." Peter took out his mobile phone and quickly took photos and archived all the formulas on the wall.
Just as he turned to leave, a stone slab in the corner caught his attention.
The stone slab is about seven or eight centimeters thick, and its surface is carved with complex Sanskrit spells and energy flow circuits. Peter carefully brushed off the dust on it, with a flash of shock in his eyes.
Doom actually learned and derived the high-level black Magic runes by himself without any assistance from Negative Zone's dimensional residual energy.
Although Peter hates Doom to the core, he has to admit that this old enemy's intelligence is indeed awe-inspiring.
He unceremoniously stuffed the stone slab into the space backpack on his back, then climbed out of the hole and continued to patrol the wasteland.
Ten minutes later, Peter stopped in front of a familiar crystal plain.
The surface here has a strange metallic sheen. Peter squatted down, removed the protective glove on his right hand, and placed his palm against the hard rock formation. With his self-healing factor, there was no problem in being exposed to the thin atmosphere here for a short period of time.
The biological force field seeped into the ground along the palm of his hand, and the structure of the entire mine was quickly outlined in his mind.
Found it!
Peter took back his right hand, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and punched the ground fiercely!
Boom!
The rock formation suddenly shattered, revealing the dazzling golden light buried underneath. Peter took a deep breath, inserted his hands deeply into the rock crevices like iron pliers, tightened his muscles, and used the terrifying Spider power to forcefully pull it out!
Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of rock cracking, he pulled out a huge elliptical columnar primary ore with a diameter of more than half a meter and a length of two meters from the ground and smashed it heavily on the ground.
"Peter! The passage will be closed in five minutes. You must evacuate immediately!" Susan's urgent urging came from the headset.
"Received!"
Peter put on gloves and carried the extremely heavy metal ore pillar on his shoulder with one arm. With the other hand, he opened the opening of the space backpack and forced the entire ore pillar in. Then he exerted force under his feet and turned into an afterimage in the low gravity environment, running towards the crack in space.
With one minute left in the countdown, Peter's figure burst out of the sky and fell steadily back into Baxter Building's isolation room.
With a buzzing sound, the portal closed instantly.
"How are you feeling? Are you feeling any discomfort from the radiation?" Susan stepped forward immediately.
Reed's handheld energy scanner quickly scanned Peter's body. "There is an extremely small amount of cosmic radiation remaining on the body surface, which is rapidly decaying. There is no need to worry."
Peter removed the sample box on the side of his thigh and handed it to Reed: "The first batch of Negative Zone primary lava and crystal samples, let's play with them."
Reed took the box, with a fanatical desire for research in his eyes. "Well done, Peter!"
"Sister, Reed's eyes are a bit scary now." Johnny whispered to the side.
Susan rolled his eyes at him, then turned to look at Peter: "Where is the big treasure you brought back?"
Peter smiled, led the two of them into the anatomy analysis room nearby, opened the nano backpack with his backhand, and smashed the huge ore pillar onto the central dissection table with a "dong" sound.
Johnny came forward and knocked it, with a strange expression. "Uh... man, this thing looks like a big pile of dried giant fossil excrement."
Peter's mouth twitched. "Can't you have some elegant artistic imagination?"
"Hurry up and cut it open and take a look. I'm almost dying of curiosity." Susan handed over a high-frequency vibration cutting saw from the tool rack.
Peter shook his head, his hands were slightly bent, and two spider spines with a cold glow poked out from the bottom of the wrist. With the indestructible bone spurs there, there was no need to go to such trouble.
The three people had a clear division of labor. Johnny used a chisel to clean the peripheral impurities, Susan used precision instruments to scan the cross-sections, and Peter peeled off the hard shell as neatly as cutting butter.
A few minutes later, Susan suddenly took a breath of cold air. "Come and see this!"
Peter and Johnny immediately came over.
In the center of a peeled rock core, a transparent crystal larger than a finger is quietly embedded, reflecting a breathtaking pure light under the illumination of a shadowless lamp.
Natural uncut large diamond.
"Oh my god..." Johnny swallowed, "Brother, we are going to make a fortune."
For the next entire week, Peter would use the half-hour security window to sneak into Negative Zone for mining every day.
Reed is obsessed with the composition analysis of various substances of unknown dimensions, while Peter, Susan and Johnny become full-time miners. Susan used Baxter Foundation's secret channels to contact several absolutely reliable high-end buyers, and successively cashed in the purified precious metals and gems.
Before selling, Peter first used his ability to shape gold into gold bars, and then used his claw blade to cut giant diamonds into small pieces, so that buyers would not have to ask where these ridiculously large ores came from.
In just one week, they made a net profit of 80 million US dollars by selling gold, platinum and diamonds. Susan injected 40 million US dollars into Baxter Foundation's daily research and development funds, and the remaining 40 million US dollars were all transferred into Peter's independent account.
Although there is still some distance from the goal of US$500 million, this windfall is enough for Peter to flex its muscles.