Let's restart, Spider-Man!

The palm cannon shot out, instantly turning the wine glass flying in the air into powder.

"Yes! That's fantastic!"

"Iron Man, I love you."

The girls at the scene screamed wildly, which made Tony open his arms, close his eyes, and enjoy the cheers.

The cheers from the crowd grew even louder the next moment.

"Oh, it's Spider-Man!"

"so cool!"

Spider-Man, I love you.

"I love you all too!"

A red and blue figure fluttered and landed by the pool.

Charlotte turned around and blew a bunch of kisses, while Tony next to her opened his eyes and looked resentful.

"I don't think I invited you to my party."

As he spoke, he beckoned to the waiter, "Would you like a drink?" he asked Charlotte.

Charlotte shook her head. "No, I want two glasses, juice, freshly squeezed."

Tony snapped his fingers, and the waiter immediately brought over some juice.

"Wow, you like snapping your fingers?" Charlotte asked, holding a glass of juice.

"good."

Tony placed the helmet on the table. "You must have something to tell me."

"Yes."

Charlotte lay on a chair by the pool, her hands behind her head.

I saw you that day.

"Which day?" Tony removed his armor and lay down on the chair next to him.

Charlotte smiled and said, "Three days ago."

Tony nodded. "So you're going to compensate me for my losses?"

"What loss?"

"That building is one I just bought."

“Oh, Mr. Stark, actually the Spider-Man who appeared that day wasn’t me; I was on vacation.”

"S.H.I.E.L.D. has agreed to compensate me."

"Okay, that day's Spider-Man was me. No one else could be as handsome as me."

Tony: "."

"You came to see me because of the thermonuclear fusion experiment you mentioned last time?"

"It is."

Charlotte looked at Tony and reached out to tap the nanodevice.

"I've transferred the data to your computer; it's experimental data about the Green Goblin."

Before arriving at Stark Tower, he went to see Harry first.

Updates have resumed as normal today; I'll add an extra chapter later.

happy~~

Chapter 148

Tony is also very interested in the Green Goblin, who caused quite a stir recently.

He tapped the helmet lightly, and virtual projections appeared in the helmet's eyes.

Tony glanced at the information about the gene serum and immediately noticed something was wrong.

"This should be a gene serum developed to treat some kind of disease, but he wanted too much. He wanted to make up for genetic defects, gain strong physical qualities, make breakthroughs in cellular metabolism, and even involve brain nerves."

Overall, it was a complete mess.

He looked at Charlotte, "What do you want me to do for you?"

Charlotte asked, "Can we use this data to improve the gene serum?"

Tony shook his head. "Impossible. Although I can understand it, it's not my forte."

His research direction was wrong, so he had to start the experiment all over again. Even with Dr. Banner's help, it would take a very long time to get the correct results, and there was no guarantee of success.

Charlotte pondered for a moment, "If it's just about restoring the person who received the serum to their original appearance, would that be enough?"

"That's no problem, it's much easier, but there are side effects. After all, the serum interferes with brain nerves, and the chances of developing Alzheimer's disease later in life are very high."

Charlotte wasn't too surprised to hear Tony's words.

If even a man cursed by knowledge couldn't solve this, he couldn't imagine who could.

But does Tony in this world also have the Knowledge Stone in his head?

he thinks

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing Charlotte staring at him, Tony sensed a deep malice.

Charlotte waved her hand, "It's nothing, I just really admire you so much for understanding these things so quickly."

Tony was pleased with Charlotte's attitude. He stood up and said, "Although I don't know what you'll use this for, I'll help you for free this time, since you saved me."

With that, he got up and walked towards his laboratory.

"How long will it take?" Charlotte asked.

"soon."

"Actually, there's no need to rush. After all, I need your help with more than just this one thing."

"It's okay, I don't have to go to work anyway, I have plenty of time."

Charlotte: "."

He looked at the waiter who came to collect the glasses and asked, "Are you going to work?"

"Mr. Spider-Man, I'm at work right now."

"I don't need to go to work."

Waiter: "."

He hates Spider-Man who lacks boundaries.

Is this why supervillains all want to kill Spider-Man?

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laboratory.

Tony carefully prepared the serum antidote.

"Tony, someone's looking for you." Pepper knocked on the door.

Tony didn't even turn his head and said, "I'm busy right now. Tell him to wait."

"I'm afraid not."

Little Chili shrugged, looking helplessly as the man stormed into the laboratory.

“Tony, when are you going to stop this nonsense? Stopping arms sales will be a huge loss for our group.”

Obadiah Stanislav's face was serious, and his tone was full of accusation.

Upon hearing this voice, Tony stopped what he was doing and rubbed his temples.

"This is my decision. If you're not satisfied, I can let you retire early." He didn't want to explain any further.

Obadiah's face darkened. "Tony, Stark Industries is a business that your father and I worked hard to build. Do you want to kick me out?"

Tony turned around and said seriously, "I know that you and my father worked very hard to build Stark Industries into a large company. Times have changed, and Stark Industries must change, otherwise more innocent people will die because of the weapons we manufacture."

What is your relationship with those people?

Obadiah tried to persuade him again, "We are not philanthropists. Our goal is to make money, not to do business at a loss. You also have an obligation to those shareholders. We need their money."

Tony shook his head and handed the tools to the robotic arm.

"Actually, we don't lack that little bit of money. These are just excuses. You just want to earn more money."

"so what?"

Obadiah did not deny it, saying, "Everyone in the world is trying to make money, so why can't I?"

"Yes, but there must be a bottom line."

"Tony, are you trying to talk to me about the bottom line?"

Obadiah laughed. "Is this how your father taught you? He had no bottom line back then. If it weren't for him, Stark Industries would have stopped selling weapons long ago."

Tony frowned upon hearing this.

“Do you know what you’re saying?” He hated it when people mentioned his father.

"Of course I know. You may not know what kind of person Howard is, but I know him very well."

"You've gone too far."

"Hmph, I'll ask you one last time, are you willing to open up the sale of weapons or not?"

"Impossible, I've already made up my mind."

"Alright, then our chat ends here."

A hint of coldness flashed in Obadiah's eyes.