America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

“We want them all, please take them down for us,” Li Qun said.

"Really?" The shop assistant scrutinized Li Qun, instinctively feeling that he was being bothered by the two teenagers, Peter and Li Qun.

"This pile of books costs around $120. Do you have enough money?" The clerk didn't intend to take the books.

Li Qun took out his wallet and counted the banknotes in front of the clerk.

The clerk silently took "The Stag's Cookbook" off the shelf and carried it to the cashier.

"Could you get me the latest issue of Batman comics?" Li Qun said to Peter, then followed the clerk to the cashier.

“Why did you sweep all the books away? If it was to support Uncle Ben’s work, there was no need for that,” Gwen said to Peter.

“I plan to give one to Steve, one to John, another to John, and one to John’s father, Uncle Frank…” Peter told Gwen, listing the people he was going to give books to.

"Is Liqun your wallet?" Gwen asked.

“Of course not. I actually brought enough money, but he took out his wallet before I did,” Peter said, looking at the cashier.

“Peter, you have to do it this way…”

"What?"

Gwen gave Peter an impromptu lesson, teaching him how to seize the right to pay the bill in a dramatic fashion.

“Gwen, are you not lying to me?” Peter asked, stunned.

“This is a cultural tradition of the Liqun people. It may seem like they are very patriarchal, but Aurora women are the same. Aurora friends will fight over the bill like it’s a kung fu duel,” Gwen said.

"I'll try."

Peter walked to the comic book shelf, quickly found the latest issue of Batman, and took down a Superman comic that was next to Batman.

Peter walked to the cashier with two DC superhero comics in his hand.

"I'll do it."

Peter placed the two comic books on the pile of books, had the clerk scan the barcode, and prepared the cash in his hand.

"Peter, are you planning to take it from me?"

“Gwen said it’s called reciprocity,” Peter said.

“Alright, I’ll let you have it.” Li Qun took a step back.

Unlike in Gwen's teaching, Liqun did not confront Peter, but instead made Peter turn around and look at Gwen in the distance.

Gwen shrugged at Peter.

“I know you have money, but I’ll only rob you when you’re broke,” Li Qun said to Peter.

Peter nodded and handed the money to the clerk, who then stuffed a stack of books into Peter's arms.

"Don't you provide shopping bags?" Peter asked.

"Five cents a bag, how many do you want?"

"Give us two." Li Qun handed over a one-dollar bill.

Thank you for your patronage.

Li Qun and Peter packed the books into shopping bags, then walked out of the bookstore and waited for the others to come out at the entrance.

Stephanie and Little Walter came out after Li Qun and Peter. Little Walter had a copy of Nietzsche's "Thus Spoke Zarathustra" on his lap.

Li Qun looked down at the book on Little Walter's lap.

“That’s very philosophical,” Li Qun said.

"This book isn't on the high school reading list, is it?" Peter asked.

“I want to read it myself. Liqun, have you read this book?” said young Walter.

"I've heard of it, but I haven't read it."

“It’s fine,” Li Qun said.

“I bought a copy too, and Walter and I will start reading it at the same time,” Stephanie said.

Stephanie pushed the wheelchair with one hand and held a book in the other.

"You wouldn't mind reading another one, would you?" Li Qun asked.

"What book?" Walter asked.

Li Qun took a copy of "The Buck's Cookbook: A Cooking Guide for Men" out of his shopping bag and placed it on Little Walter's lap.

"Thank you."

“Peter and I had planned this all along; you’re on our list of recipients,” Li Qun said.

Chapter 299 begins

Bruce Banner falls in the mirror dimension.

When he stopped, his feet made contact with the hardened concrete floor of Osborne Industries.

Bruce Banner chose a direction and shattered space, revealing the Osborn secret laboratory hidden deep within the building before his eyes.

Li Qun had interned here during the summer, which made Dr. Banner's intrusion exceptionally easy, allowing him to easily find what Norman had hidden.

To observe reality in a mirror dimension, Dr. Banner needs to reverse the concept of "left" and "right".

Dr. Storm stayed in the laboratory.

Dr. Banner stepped out of the mirror dimension and used magic to put Dr. Strom to sleep from behind.

The computer required a password to open, and the filing cabinet required a key. Dr. Banner found the key to the filing cabinet on Dr. Storm and began to examine the paper documents.

Bruce Banner looked very carefully, and he read very quickly.

Norman Osborne encrypted the documents, but his opponent was Bruce Banner, and Norman's encryption was ineffective against Banner.

"Only eight times?"

Determining the specific data after serum enhancement from laboratory mice that have become irritable due to serum side effects is not an easy task, but at least we managed to get the data.

However, the eight-fold enhancement made Dr. Banner feel that Norman Osborn's enhancement serum was a failure, with unacceptable side effects.

However, Dr. Banner considers it a success in the area of ​​serum-derived cancer drugs.

If their research findings could be published, Norman, Walter, and Strom could announce to the world that they had discovered a new treatment for diseases, not just limited to curing cancer, but effective for a variety of intractable illnesses.

As he left, Dr. Banner took a vial of cancer-fighting medicine.

Banner was not interested in Norman's enhanced serum; in his eyes, Walter's cancer-specific drug was the most valuable thing in the lab.

……

Li Qun was looking through Walter White's personal information at the dining table. After Dr. Banner had reviewed Walter White's information, he placed the pile of papers on the table.

With mixed feelings, Li Qun put down Walter White's personal information. He never expected that the seemingly kind and amiable Walter White would be such a person.

"The ending is all speculation; there is no conclusive evidence that Walter White is Heisenberg," Dr. Banner told Li Qun.

“Dr. Banner, did you contact Batman Chaval White? I think this information is enough to prove that he is the inventor of ‘Blue Candy.’ ‘Blue Candy’ appeared when he was diagnosed with cancer; his family moved away from Albuquerque, and ‘Blue Candy’ disappeared before that,” Li Qun said to Dr. Banner.

"But he is now living a normal life and working a normal job in New York City."

“Alright, don’t overthink it. This is something the DEA should be concerned with, not you,” Dr. Banner said to Li Qun.

Li Qun simply put himself in Stephanie and Little Walter's shoes. If he knew that his father Walter had this side to him, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the world had come to an end.

“Liqun, don’t show any unusual expression in front of Walter White, or he will become suspicious.”

"Because of the side effects of the medication, he is highly sensitive."

“I will be careful,” Li Qun said to Dr. Banner.

"Dr. Banner, doesn't your statement confirm that he is indeed that dreadful Heisenberg?"

“I didn’t say I thought he wasn’t,” Dr. Banner said.

"Let's go to the lab and get started."

Dr. Banner snapped his fingers at Li Qun, who followed him into the portal.

Dr. Banner plans to optimize the cancer drug developed by Norman and Walter, minimizing its psychological side effects.

……

……

“Norman, a thief has broken into our lab. One of Walter’s special drugs is missing.”

Dr. Storm nervously made a phone call to Norman Osborne, not hiding the fact that he had suddenly fallen asleep.

"Could it be that you're still half asleep?" Norman said.

Don't you believe me?

"Besides Walter's special medicine, is anything else missing?" Norman asked.

"I checked, it's not there."

“Check the lab again carefully, I’ll be right back,” Norman said with a grim face.

After hanging up with Dr. Storm, Norman called General Ross and complained to him, urging him to expedite the selection of personnel for human experimentation.

"Norman, are you in some kind of trouble?" General Ross asked on the phone.

No, no.

"You can't fool me. Tell me, what trouble have you run into?" General Ross's tone was very certain.

“The serum has a very short shelf life. If you delay any longer, this batch of serum will be wasted,” Norman said.

"Okay, is it this kind of trouble?"

"Correct."

"Can't you make some improvements? Extend the shelf life of the enhanced serum?" General Ross asked.

"I can not do it."

"You second-rate scientist."