He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

"Another belt?!"

Tony snatched the item from Peter's hand and examined it closely.

The red and black metallic texture features an extremely flamboyant mechanical spider device embedded in the center.

Tony could recognize what this thing was even with his eyes closed.

"Kamen Rider Belt"

Tony shoved the belt back into Peter's arms and rolled his eyes.

"Damn it!"

Nick Fury, who had somehow appeared nearby, opened his one eye wide.

The king of spies crossed his arms, his face a picture of utter speechlessness.

"I think we should just disband this Avengers alliance," Fury said, pursing his lips.

"I'll register a new name tomorrow, it'll be called Kamen Rider Alliance."

"Anyway, all you guys do now fight by shouting 'transformation'."

Beside him, Harry Keena looked at Peter with longing, his face full of envy.

"What the hell! Parker, did you step in dog poop before you left?"

"You can produce golden light just by touching it?"

Peter was still clutching the belt, completely bewildered.

He looked at the mechanical spider in his hand, then at Tony and Harry.

"Oh my god, I swear I absolutely didn't cheat!" Peter babbled incoherently, waving his arms.

"I've never even won two yuan on a scratch-off lottery ticket!"

"I feel like I've used up all the luck I've ever had in my life from buying lottery tickets!"

Peter jumped up and down twice in excitement, then hugged the red and black belt tightly.

"Boss, what kind of knight is this?" Tony turned to look at Li Ang.

Li Ang sat in the boss's chair, slowly sipping his cola.

"This thing is called the Zirubas Spider Bottle, and the matching device is called the Squeeze Driver."

"In its original world, the user of this thing was a planet-destroying madman."

The entire room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"Destroy a planet? With this spider?"

Tony's face twitched violently.

"Don't underestimate it." Li Ang looked at Peter with a half-smile.

"Qirubas possesses immense destructive power and speed; its energy originates from the desire to destroy everything."

"Moreover, it comes with extremely powerful poison attacks and energy spider webs."

"Most importantly, its combat power ceiling is extremely high."

"As long as the user's body can withstand it, taking down an entire interstellar fleet single-handedly is not a problem."

"Soloing Starfleet? Me?"

Peter's eyes widened in astonishment, and he pointed to himself, exclaiming in surprise.

"Why don't you try and see?"

Pietro, enjoying the spectacle, started making a lot of noise.

"Try transforming! Hurry up!" Harry exclaimed, his face full of curiosity.

Peter rubbed his hands together excitedly and fastened the red and black belt around his waist.

The mechanical straps extend automatically and lock in place with a click.

Peter mimicked the actions Li Ang had described earlier, picked up the mechanical spider-shaped bottle, and inserted it into the slot of his belt.

"KillbusSpider!"

Deafening electronic sound effects blasted through the gashapon booth as Peter turned the joystick on his belt.

"Henshin!"

Peter yelled and struck what he thought was the coolest pose.

A red and black liquid gushed from the belt, instantly enveloping Peter's entire body.

The armor took shape in seconds.

The heavy armor, a blend of scarlet and deep black, features compound eyes shaped like a ferocious inverted triangular spider.

Several sharp mechanical spider legs even extend from its back.

A violent energy field emanated from Peter, and Harry, who was closest to him, was pushed back several steps by the shockwave.

Peter looked down at his hands and waved them casually.

A deafening sonic boom echoed through the air.

"That's so cool! That's absolutely awesome!"

Peter was so excited that he danced around and even did two backflips on the spot, his movements so light that he completely ignored the weight of the armor.

"Mr. Stark, I feel like I could punch a tank to pieces right now!"

Tony moved half a step to the side with a look of disgust, deliberately creating distance.

In the corner, Bruce Wayne's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Wayne stared intently at the high school student in red and black armor who was gesturing wildly, then couldn't help but turn to look at his own spoils.

One million dollars, in exchange for a bunch of junk agents.

A mere kid, with just a couple of twists and turns, obtained the power to destroy planets.

Wayne pulled the black gold card out of his pocket and slammed it on the counter.

"Give me another thousand regular gashapon capsules."

Wayne's voice was completely flat, like a emotionless gashapon machine.

Li Ang took the card and smiled so much that his eyes narrowed.

"Mr. Wayne is really straightforward. I like clients like you who don't believe in superstitions."

With a casual swipe, Li Ang sent a pile of plastic balls rolling out of the gashapon machine.

Steve looked at Peter's armor and couldn't help but nod, giving a fair assessment.

"This suit of armor is really suitable for Parker."

"The spider's abilities combined with this spider armor are equivalent to a comprehensive enhancement."

Harry sighed, looking completely deflated.

"It's over, it's all over."

"Parker, the Spider Armor blueprints we designed, which we spent several sleepless nights working on, are now completely wasted."

Harry looked at Peter with a worried expression.

"Now that you have this alien black technology, who would still want our old junk?"

Peter deactivated his transformation, his red and black armor turning into light and retracting into his belt. He quickly ran over and helped Harry up.

"Don't be discouraged, buddy!"

Peter patted Harry on the shoulder.

"We can use this Kamen Rider armor as a research subject!"

"As Mr. Stark said, science is about constantly unraveling the unknown!"

"Maybe we can figure out how it works and then build our own system!"

Tony rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"Analysis? With your two immature brats who haven't even grown their hair yet?"

Peter ignored Tony's sharp tongue and turned to look at the last premium gashapon toy on the counter.

Peter rubbed his hands together, his eyes shining.

"Mr. Stark, I feel like I'm on fire today!"

"How about I open another premium gacha for you?"

Snapped!

Tony slapped Peter's hand away and held the premium gashapon to his chest.

Don't even think about it.

"You've already gotten two gold items in a row. Don't you understand the law of conservation of luck?"

Tony pointed at Peter's nose.

"Even if you really are God's illegitimate child, your good luck has been completely used up by now!"

"The next one is definitely garbage. I won't let you use my premium gashapon for experiments!"

"Mr. Stark, that's superstition!"

Peter retorted loudly, somewhat unconvinced.

"True luck doesn't rely on probability!"

To prove himself, Peter turned and walked over to the pile of ordinary gashapon toys that Wayne had just bought.

"Mr. Wayne, may I borrow one of your gashapon capsules to try my luck?" Peter asked politely.

Bruce Wayne, who was opening a gashapon machine with a dark expression, didn't even look up when he heard this.

Wayne simply waved his hand dismissively, indicating that he could take whatever he wanted.

Peter picked up a regular gashapon capsule toy and shook it in his hand.

"Watch closely, Mr. Stark, I'll prove it to you right now!"

Peter twisted it hard with both hands.

Click.

There was no golden light, and no special effects.

Inside the gashapon shell lay a dark, square object.