I'm not Spider-Man, even though I'm parasitized by an alien!

After glancing at Blade and the werewolf, Peter turned and walked toward Helen and Little Rascal.

"let's go."

"Is this the end?"

Helen frowned as she looked into the depths of the dark cave.

Peter asked her, "What else do you want?"

Helen shrugged. "After all, you've gained quite a bit."

Both the Dark Book and the alien army of the underworld were acquired by Peter, and she was now somewhat jealous of his luck.

Peter: "That means I'm in a lot of trouble too."

at the same time.

Tony Stark, who had fallen from a great height near the metal ladder, watched the aliens retreat, glanced at Peter, exhaled, and then passed out.

Suddenly!

Tony Stark woke up with a start, panting.

He dreamt that he was being gripped by Danfoss's strong hands around his neck.

He began to struggle desperately, trying to tear Danvers' hands off.

But the next second he suddenly heard the alien's roar.

An alien suddenly charged right in front of him!

At the same time, the smell of medicine entered his nostrils.

He suddenly opened his eyes and found himself in a hospital.

His whole body was wrapped in bandages, and many instruments were inserted into his body.

The glaring sunlight outside the window made him, who had been exploring the underground world for a long time, feel slightly uncomfortable.

He instinctively covered his eyes with his hand.

Obadiah, sitting next to him, was watching him as he woke up.

“Hey,” he said, “Don’t worry, Tony, don’t worry, don’t worry, you’re okay.”

Tony had a white gauze covering his forehead, which emitted a smell that made him feel very uncomfortable.

Am I not dead yet?

He wearily covered his eyes. "Or are you some guy from hell, pretending to be someone I know? Who are you? If you don't get out of my head, buddy, either let me die or let me wake up."

“You’re awake, and you’re not dead, Tony. You’re incredibly lucky; you were just two centimeters away from being stabbed in the heart.”

As Obadiah spoke, he stood up. "I advised you long ago not to take the risk yourself."

Tony blinked.

This Obadiah smelled of men's cologne, and his way of speaking was still as annoying as ever.

He was in excruciating pain in his chest, as if he had just been stabbed.

Recalling his experience, he confirmed that a sharp metal object had indeed been inserted into his chest before he lost consciousness.

"Am I not dreaming? And you are Obadiah?"

"Yes."

Feeling pain all over his body, he was filled with mixed emotions. After a while, he asked the other person, "Who brought me to the hospital?"

"That celebrity vampire princess."

Obadiah instinctively reached for his cigar, but quickly remembered he was in a hospital.

He put his cigar away again and said to Tony, "It seems you almost got wiped out, Tony. What happened? How's Danfoss?"

Tony did not answer when asked these questions.

On the one hand, he didn't trust the other party; on the other hand, even if he told them the truth, probably no one would believe him.

Besides, Danfoss did indeed kill himself.

Even though if I don't do it myself, that scumbag will kill me.

"I have a bit of a headache, I might need some time to think about it."

He used this excuse to brush it off.

“Tony, the president of Stark Industries is seriously injured and hospitalized, the president of Warren Mining Group is missing, and the expedition team you built suffered heavy casualties. These are all big news stories. The reporters are swarming in like sharks smelling blood. I can't hold them off for long.”

Chapter 186 The Gears of Fate Have Turned

Tony looked at the sunlight outside the window. "I admit it's complicated, but I trust you can help me keep them out."

"The most important thing is trust, Tony. You have to tell me what you've been through so I can help you."

Obadiah walked to Tony's bedside and gently patted his hand.

"Alright, I have to go now. Take good care of yourself and leave the company matters to me."

As he spoke, he walked towards the door, preparing to leave.

"etc."

Tony suddenly called out to Obadiah, "Any news about Spider-Man?"

Obadiah paused for a moment, wondering why he suddenly asked that question.

"Not yet."

After Obadiah left, Tony Stark leaned against the pillows, his body slumped over.

He could not forget the scene in the underground world of the copper mine.

He developed an uncontrollable curiosity about Spider-Man's identity.

He accessed the computer system of this special ward and began entering information about Spider-Man using the virtual keyboard with his fingers.

While operating the virtual keyboard, he took a deep breath, and a piercing pain shot through his chest, almost causing him to faint again.

"Fuck, damn Danfoss!"

He couldn't help but hurl another insult at the other person.

After collecting all the information, he began to build a retrieval matching model.

He hopes to uncover Spider-Man's true identity.

In any case, this bastard saved me several times, and I owe him a lot.

And he wanted to know if Spider-Man could really stop those alien monsters in the underworld from climbing to the surface.

Forest Hill, Parker's House.

Peter ate a hearty breakfast.

The sound of a spoon stirring in a cup came from the kitchen.

The hot oil in the frying pan sizzled and smoked, and the sound of forks scraping against plates and dishes filled the air.

Gwen kept her head down, staring at the pile of things in front of her.

Two soft-boiled eggs, buttermilk pancakes, four sausages, and whole wheat toast.

In front of Peter, on a separate plate, was a cinnamon bun.

The cinnamon bread was covered in maple syrup.

To be honest, this was the first time she had ever seen Peter eat so much.

She was very worried about Peter not coming home last night.

Although Peter managed to sneak out at night without informing Aunt May and Uncle Ben, he couldn't hide it from Spider-Woman.

Did Peter secretly do something big last night, which is why he's so tired?

“Peter,” Gwen said, watching Peter eat, “you’re eating like a lumberjack.”

Feeling refreshed and full after eating and drinking, Peter looked up at Gwen.

"Really? I don't know why I have a particularly good appetite today."

Peter poked a yolk, letting the overflowing yellow liquid mingle with the maple syrup surrounding it.

Gwen didn't believe his nonsense. "You didn't even eat during the first few weeks of school."

"People's appetites can change."

"It's people who change, not their appetites."

Gwen glanced at Aunt May, who was busy in the kitchen, and moved closer to Peter, saying, "Did you go save the world last night?"

"more or less."

Peter looked up at Gwen and said, "Our mayor should give me a medal."

"I haven't seen any news about you."

Gwen gave him a look that said, "So don't try to hide it from me, Peter. We're the only ones who know each other's secrets."

"Ok."

Peter put down his fork and said to Gwen, "You really want to know?"

"of course."

Peter said in a serious tone, "I went to join Tony Stark's expedition last night."

"But that's impossible, he didn't invite you, I mean."

Gwen, whose voice had been rather loud, immediately lowered her voice and said softly, "I mean he didn't invite Spider-Man."

"I can go uninvited."

Peter said to Gwen, "You know that my power may be related to the Queen. Last night, the Queen may have sensed something, so I followed her to the entrance of the copper mine."

Peter briefly explained to Gwen what was happening in the underworld.