American comic book: Absolute Spider-Man

He was reborn, reborn into the body of a high school student named Peter Parker.

Memories from his past life, aside from providing some reference and direction, are no longer of much significance to him.

At this time, the two people he was most deeply connected with were Benjamin Parker and May Parker, a married couple who lived at 20 Ingram Street, Forest Hills, Queens, New York City.

The setting sun was still scorching the streets of New York. Peter, who was just over 1.7 meters tall, thin, and wore glasses, was walking home covered in sweat after a day of exercise.

Today is July 30, 2012. Peter has been in this world for more than four months, and it has been more than two months since the Battle of New York ended and the Avengers became famous.

Peter is not yet the Spider-Man known as Marvel's favorite son, wearing a red and blue bodysuit and possessing the ability to scale walls and swing through webs.

He was just a high school student with a brilliant mind but simple limbs.

On the day of the Battle of New York, Peter could do nothing but tremble under his school desk.

So Peter trains every day, and even though he knows that in the near future he will have superhuman strength, he never slacks off.

The time traveler's knowledge and understanding could not bring him a sense of security.

Because of his deep understanding of the dangers lurking in the Marvel Universe, Peter always harbors a fear—a sense of crisis that stems from not possessing great power, being unable to protect those around him, and being unable to control the course of his own destiny.

Peter pushed open the door and entered the house. 20 Ingram Street was an old, detached house with mottled walls and worn-out furniture.

Uncle Ben lives on his pension and odd jobs, while Aunt Mei is thrifty and hardworking. The family barely makes ends meet and has no savings.

This is a family that cannot withstand the slightest storm. If any member of the family loses income or falls seriously ill, or if their house is damaged by the increasingly frequent battles between superpowered individuals in New York, this impoverished family will touch that terrible Alice Line and be slaughtered by this cannibalistic society.

Peter had no doubt about this, because in almost every version of Spider-Man's family, whether in movies or comics, they all struggled and lingered around this invisible but real line.

While cursing the damn US government in his heart, Peter strengthened his resolve to become a different Spider-Man, a rich Spider-Man.

"Hey, big boy," Uncle Ben greeted Peter as he walked in, "Any progress on your muscles? Any girls hitting on you?"

"Uncle Ben, don't tease me. Getting fit isn't something that happens that quickly." Peter took off his sweat-soaked clothes and threw them into the old washing machine.

"Besides, girls these days prefer tall, strong, blond quarterbacks, not skinny, bespectacled nerds like me."

After changing into clean clothes, Peter and Ben went to the old but very tidy kitchen.

Peter grabbed a piece of pumpkin pie that Aunt May had carefully prepared, took a bite, and exclaimed, "Aunt May, when I become rich someday, I will definitely praise your cooking skills in front of the world's media."

Mapak handed Peter a box of nearly expired orange juice that was being sold off cheaply at the supermarket. Peter took the juice, opened the package, and drank it in big gulps. Then he said, "And how did you all manage to raise me with such hardship?"

Maypark looked at Peter and said with a smile, "Eat slowly, don't choke, future millionaire."

"That day will come, it definitely will," Peter solemnly assured himself.

Late at night, in Peter's bedroom.

Peter was mixing the two reagents thoroughly and extruding them at a constant speed from the thin tube, quickly drawing them into tough white threads in the air.

After testing the strength, viscosity, and drying speed, Peter nodded in satisfaction.

This is what he has been researching recently—artificial spider silk.

Peter isn't sure if he'll have the ability to shoot webs from his wrists when he becomes Spider-Man, but it's always good to be prepared.

Peter has now developed a suitable spider silk and is just waiting for his destined day to arrive so that he can be bitten by the mutated spider.

I feel so insecure without superpowers!

Peter took out several glass bottles containing failed attempts at making spider silk that did not meet the requirements.

After time travel, Peter's biggest feeling was that his brain was incredibly useful.

Even setting aside his Spider-Man identity, Peter Parker is a top-tier genius in the Marvel Universe.

These failed products, which Peter had specially kept, could not be used as cobwebs, but they had great commercial value in other fields.

Peter picked up the first glass bottle. The spider silk fibers inside were hard but not tough enough. After improvement, they could be used as a base material for lightweight bulletproof inserts and a reinforcement material for high-end bicycle frames.

Next is the second glass bottle, containing spider silk with high modulus but no rebound, which can be improved into lightweight ropes for aerospace or load-bearing components for precision instruments.

The third type of spider silk is impact-resistant, highly tough, and resistant to impact and tearing. It can be developed into a high-strength core material for racing car protective linings and sports protective gear.

Finally, there's the last type of spider silk. This failed spider silk concentrate will quickly solidify upon contact with air, form a film rapidly, have strong adhesion, and is non-toxic and harmless.

Although it cannot bear weight or climb, it can be sprayed directly onto wounds to quickly seal and stop bleeding, making it suitable as an emergency spray.

Any one of these four materials, improved from failed spider silk, could support a technology company valued at hundreds of millions or even billions of dollars.

All four factors combined were enough to make Peter Parker a super-rich man before the age of 20, comparable to Silicon Valley's upstarts and even approaching the level of Stark Industries.

Now three paths lie before Peter:

The first option is to accept capital investment.

This is the most direct shortcut. As long as he is willing to give up some of his patent equity, he can immediately raise all the start-up capital and, with the help of capital, easily get the factory and equipment, and even open up qualification channels with the military and hospitals.

But Peter knew in his heart that capital never makes a losing deal.

Once the agreement is signed, his equity will be diluted little by little, and the core control of the patent will slowly slip away. In the end, he, the inventor, may only become a "technical tool" of capital, watching as what he created is used by others to make huge profits.

He could at most receive a meager share of the profits, completely losing any chance of building his own technological empire.

The second option is to simply sell all the patents and solve the problem once and for all. He roughly estimated that if the four patents were sold as a whole, it would be enough to lift the Parker family out of poverty. If they were sold separately to different companies, the profits could even exceed hundreds of millions.

This means that Uncle Ben and Aunt May no longer have to worry about rent and electricity bills, and he can focus on his studies without having to struggle to make a living.

This money is enough for his family to live comfortably and for him to stay away from all the pressure and risks.

The third option is to grit your teeth and persevere, fully fund your own research and development, and rely on yourself to move forward step by step.

He had to raise the high production line costs himself, travel all over New York to hardware stores and chemical markets to purchase materials, stay up all night to optimize the production process, and handle the medical and military certifications himself—those tedious processes take many established companies years to complete, let alone a high school student like him.

He also had to build sales channels from scratch, guard against technology leaks and suppression from competitors, and worry that if any link went wrong, all his investments would be lost, and even drag Aunt Mei and Uncle Ben into a debt crisis.

But this road is also the one that moves him the most.

As long as he perseveres, he will firmly hold all the patents, all the profits, and all the decision-making power in his own hands. No one can influence his thoughts, and no one can take away his hard work.

He can gradually expand production, build his own technology brand step by step, and even grow into a super-rich man comparable to Silicon Valley's new elites or even approaching the level of Stark Industries before the age of 20.

He can use his own power to give his family the best life, make those who once looked down on the Parker family look at him with new respect, and use these technologies to help more people—just like the Spider-Man of the future, using his abilities to protect everything around him.

But what exactly did Peter Parker, Miles Morales, Ben Riley, Kane Parker, Gwen Stacy, and Cindy Moon from various multiverses protect?

Is this a complete family of Spider-Men from the entire Marvel Universe?

Peter asked himself maliciously.

If there isn't a Spider-Man with a happy family in the entire multiverse, then he should be the first.