Peter looked at Peter with an expression of great delight.
Tony sighed helplessly, stood up, and walked behind his desk.
"Alright, that concludes our dating tutorial. Now let's talk about your equipment."
Tony pulled two futuristic silver briefcases from under the table and placed them heavily on the coffee table.
"Your outfit is an insult to the Justice League."
" SpongeBob SquarePants's underwear? Good heavens, if the media gets a picture like that, I'll immediately fire you from the team."
Peter covered his face in embarrassment, feeling utterly humiliated.
"That's... that's because the fabric is too expensive; I can't afford the explosion-proof material."
"Money has never been a problem at Stark Industries."
Luca snapped his the Snap and pointed to the briefcase on the table.
"Open it and take a look."
Peter, filled with excitement, carefully opened the first suitcase.
Inside the box lay a brand-new red and blue Spider Suit.
The suit is made of matte fabric, and the black spider logo on the chest is even more imposing than the one he drew himself.
"This... this is for me?" Peter's voice trembled with excitement.
"Certainly."
Tony walked up to Peter, pointed to the suit, and began to explain it in detail.
" Luca and I have thoroughly reviewed your combat footage."
"You don't get enough cushioning when you land, which easily damages your knees and spine. So, I added kinetic energy absorption modules to your boots and joints. As long as you don't fall from the stratosphere, you're guaranteed to be unharmed."
"And your Silk is too rudimentary."
Tony pressed a device on the wrist of his suit.
"I've developed a feature that can be upgraded based on the Silk you fire, so I've upgraded your firing mode to a multi-functional one. It includes split webs, electric shock webs, and timed Silk mines. Combined with the AI assistance system in your suit, you can precisely lock onto any moving target."
Peter's eyes welled up with tears as he listened.
He never thought of that.
The Stark brothers, who are high and mighty, actually took the time to observe his battles and even specially tailored such advanced equipment for him.
The feeling of being cared for by his elders and superiors moved him to tears.
" Mr. Stark... I... I don't know how to thank you..." Peter sniffed.
"Hold your tears back, kid. Don't get my carpet dirty."
Tony gave a haughty smirk, but there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.
Luca patted the second suitcase as well.
"This is for Gwen Stacy. The pink, white, and black color scheme is not only bulletproof and fireproof, but I also personally designed a system to prevent wardrobe malfunctions and Bio-Force Field simulation system for her."
"Of course, I'll give it to her myself."
"Just remember, members of the Justice League cannot afford to embarrass us!"
"I've got it! I promise I won't let you down!"
Peter clutched the suitcase tightly, as if it were the most precious treasure in the world.
Keep in mind, this suit was developed for him by two of the world's smartest people.
It's so much better than the battle suit he made himself!
It's probably... like the difference between a tractor and Ferrari?!
The two brothers exchanged a glance and both smiled helplessly.
Peter, that kid, is really simple and kind.
Although he's very much a straight man and doesn't know how to pursue girls.
Although they were simple-minded, they couldn't bear to kill the enemy.
But it also has its advantages.
For example... is someone very intelligent?
Luca heard that Peter had a senior colleague named Otto, who was also an important figure in the research of new energy sources.
He and Tony had discussed it and planned to visit this genius when they had time.
I don't know what the difference is between the energy project they are developing and their Arc Reactor.
The three chatted for a few more minutes, and then Peter prepared to take his leave.
Just then...
"Gentlemen."
JARVIS's voice suddenly rang out, interrupting everything.
" Nick Fury, the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.., and Agent Coulson are in the lobby downstairs."
"They had no appointment but insisted on going upstairs. Director Fury claimed he brought a top-secret truth about Mr. Stark. Howard Stark."
Upon hearing this...
Luca and Tony exchanged a glance.
The two of them gave each other cold smiles.
"Top Secret Truth?"
Tony chuckled coldly and picked up his glass, swirling it around.
"It seems our cotton mill director thinks he's finally found his trump card to control the Stark Family."
Luca leaned back on the sofa, his eyes full of mockery.
"Then let him come up."
"I'm also very interested to see how this self-important cotton machine will slap itself in the face later."
Peter didn't know what was happening, but he knew he had to leave.
" Mr. Stark, Mr. Luca, I truly don't know how to repay you. This gift is far too precious!"
"I promise I will use it to fight crime and will never bring shame to the name of the Justice League!"
Tony rolled his eyes and waved his hand.
"Alright, stop crying, kid."
"This is just basic equipment. Hurry up and take it to apologize to your little girlfriend. Remember what Luca taught you: if you mess this up again, I'll take the suit back and make you continue to embarrass yourself in SpongeBob SquarePants underwear."
Peter's expression changed when he heard about SpongeBob SquarePants's underwear.
"I understand! I'll go right away!"
Luca held a glass of red wine, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
"Go on, Peter. Show your manly spirit. Remember, keep your emotional value high. By the way, going through the front door is too slow; you can try going out the window here."
Peter nodded vigorously.
After slinging the suitcase over his shoulder, he walked to the French windows and skillfully opened one of the panes.
"Thank you, sir! I'll be going now!"
Whoosh!
A Silk shot out, Peter leaped from the top floor, turning into a tiny black dot and quickly disappearing into the city.
Seeing Peter's departing figure, Tony couldn't help but complain.
"Every time this guy swings around like that, I feel like he's going to crash into a billboard. Do you really think someone with such a pitiful brain capacity can learn the art of picking up girls?"
Luca took a sip of his drink and shrugged indifferently.
"That depends on his fate. Anyway, he's been given the suit and taught the techniques. If he's still an idiot, then even God doesn't want him to fall in love."