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

"What's this?!"

"The Coma Cannon!"

"what?"

Peter confirmed it with him again.

"I said, it's called the Coma Cannon?!"

Reed said smugly, "When it's fired at a person, it can immediately knock them unconscious, and there are absolutely no side effects."

Peter stared at the cannon in front of him, looked it over, and asked, "Are you planning to use it against your enemy?"

"No, of course not."

Reed shook his head. "It's not meant to be used against enemies, nor is it meant to be used as a defensive weapon; it's specifically designed for teachers."

"A treasure weapon against the teacher?"

"Yes, my physics teacher has been giving me a lot of trouble lately, making me take all sorts of exams and give all sorts of presentations. In order to have some peace and quiet to do my research, I invented this thing."

Reed said this thing is very powerful, "In school, just one shot at a teacher can make them fall asleep for half a day."

Peter listened to Reed's outrageous remarks, patted him on the shoulder, and said sincerely, "Your teacher is really lucky to have a student like you."

He remembered reading about the Fantastic Four in his previous life, where Reed had also invented something like this, but he used it to deal with his own son.

In the main universe, Reed's son is too talented and often creates strange things, which gives Mr. Fantastic a lot of headaches. In order to quiet his son down and stop his mischievous creations, he invented this weapon to deal with his son.

One bombards his son, the other bombards his teacher—they're really like siblings.

After praising the other person a few times, Peter took out a glass container and showed him the wriggling black liquid inside.

"I need your help, Reed."

Reed's gaze was immediately drawn to the symbiote.

Chapter 257 You'll fail no matter where you are, Gwen

Reed stared wide-eyed at the black symbiote in Peter's hand.

"It was invented by my father and Eddie Brock's father."

Peter then placed the glass dish on the table.

"Initially it was to conquer cancer, but later it was discovered that it could enhance people's abilities."

As Peter spoke, he recalled the information he had learned about symbiotes from his previous life.

In the main universe, Eddie Brock suffers from cancer, and the symbiote completely cures his cancer by constantly devouring the cancer cells in his body.

"You mean it's an invention that works on genes?"

Reed moved closer to the wriggling black slime.

"Yes, it can grant the host power beyond that of ordinary people, and can even repair genes."

Peter suspects that Gwen's superpower restoration is due to the symbiote repairing her genes.

As he spoke, he handed Richard Parker's notebook to Reed.

"This is information about this symbiote that my father recorded."

He glanced at the black, viscous liquid in the glass dish and continued to Reed, "But right now, it's unstable, and there are still many problems."

"Specifically, it makes the host more irritable and aggressive."

"That's a problem."

Reed nodded. "If it's perfect, Peter, your father should apply for the Nobel Prize."

Peter reached out and pinched his head. "Stop trying to be clever. I need you to help me find a way to stabilize it."

Reed scratched his head. "Although I am a scientist, if you want to study this, you should find a great scientist, I mean, one with a lab and assistants to help you. Otherwise, I can't handle it by myself."

"No, I have faith in you, Reed."

Peter expressed that he had great confidence in him.

After all, the other party had previously used Lego to build a dimensional portal.

Even if Mr. Fantastic told him tomorrow that he had created a device that could bring people back to life, Peter wouldn't be too surprised.

"Really? I don't even have confidence in myself."

Reed looked distressed. "Um... could you give me some funding? I'm out of money right now; scientific research requires funds."

He has already spent all his pocket money.

He squandered all the money he had won from the lottery, as well as the funds Peter had given him, buying experimental materials.

"Of course, I can sponsor you a laboratory if you need it."

Peter said he would not shortchange him financially.

"Didn't you discover a loophole in the lottery last time?"

Peter rubbed his chin, then his mind turned to the lottery again.

"Yes, but that lottery company has already gone out of business."

Reed said he had exploited the lottery company so much that it went bankrupt.

“They discovered the vulnerability, and then found that not only we had exploited it, but also an employee within their company. However, it seems that the employee only made 35 over the years, but he was still arrested.”

Reed started talking about the lottery.

"Then lottery players lost their trust in the lottery company."

Peter shook his head regretfully upon hearing this, "What a pity."

He felt a little regretful that he couldn't get any benefits from these capitalists.

"By the way, could you help me open up a parallel world?"

He asked Reed about parallel universes.

The "Alien Spider" is tracking the two successors into other parallel universes, where he needs to determine the anchor point.

Which world do you want to go to?

“I’m very interested in the world of the heirs.”

Peter squinted.

If Reed cannot open that parallel world based on his feelings about the "Alien Spider".

He could have Kahn take him to their hideout.

However, there's no rush; I need to be fully prepared.

After all, if this whole family attacked together, I don't know if I could take them down by myself.

Moreover, his biggest helper now, Gwen, although she has regained her superpowers, her abilities are not stable.

He was worried about Gwen's condition.

If I were to go to the heirs' lair, should I call upon a group of helpers?

Helen and the "Queen" alien, the black cat, Kahn, Agent Jesse, and even the recently low-profile, rarely seen vampire princess.

Unfortunately, I don't have much of a relationship with the vampire princess, so I don't know if I can get her to come.

Speaking of my own "Earth 65", it has quite a few high-end combat forces.

"It's a bit difficult, but I can give it a try."

Reed sat down in front of the computer in the chair. "You have some kind of connection with that world, and we can use that as an anchor to open this channel."

To compile the world, namely Earth 001.

Furna of the Weavers family, dressed in a magnificent robe and with her hair tied up, walked to the center of the hall like a noblewoman.

In the center of the main hall was a withered old man, shirtless and bound by spider webs, unable to move.

"Master of Weaving".

Standing next to Verna was Damiens, who was wearing a black tuxedo and looked similar to Moron.

He called out the old man's name.

He was also a member of the family heirs, and Verna's brother.

"At your service, my master."

The master weaver looked up at Damons standing in front of him.

"Open up a world and let me feast."

Damons had the master weaver open a world for him; he was starving and couldn't wait to hunt down and devour Spider-Man.

"Be patient, brother, the weaver is busy weaving his giant net right now!"

Verna stopped Damons from doing that.

Dammons looked at her. "But I'm starving."

“You’re always hungry, Damons.”

"That's true, little sister."

Furna didn't look at Damons, but stared at the weaver, and said to Damons, "Bora and Brix have completely failed in their fight against that Spider-Man. If Kahn hadn't taken the punishment for them, they might have been killed by Spider-Man."

“I knew it. I knew that guy wasn’t your average Spider-Man when Morlen died. How could those two arrogant idiots possibly be a match for him?”

Damons snorted coldly, "But that guy Kahn really went too far, selling his soul to Spider-Man for two idiots."

"You're right, he's not your average Spider-Man."

Verna gracefully brushed a speck of dust off her robe.

"So we can't let our guard down around this guy. Father and the others are still busy resurrecting Moron. We have to be careful enough."

Before Verna could finish speaking, Damons rudely interrupted her, "Morlen, Morlen will always be my precious Morlen, even though he's dead, Father still dotes on him so much."

Damiens was very unhappy that Moron received his father's favoritism.