America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

"That's really scientific." President Nelson, with his white hair, nodded in satisfaction.

“I think we should elevate Osborn Industries to the same level as Stark Industries. What do you generals think?” White-haired Nelson turned to the heads of the National War Department and asked.

“If Osborn Industries can stabilize and increase serum production, nothing will be a problem,” the Minister of War said.

The group of high-ranking government officials who visited the Osborn laboratory ranged in age from 62 to 80, all elderly, and they had all started taking solid green serum pills in an attempt to extend their lifespan.

However, the laboratory's output was very small, relying entirely on Norman and Walter's hand-crafting, and large-scale mass production was a long way off.

"The second-generation serum has already begun trials. It will be more effective, more human-friendly, and more perfect than the first-generation serum."

"How long will it take?" General Ross asked.

“One year or three years,” Norman replied.

The first-generation serum was a cloudy green, while Norman Osborne hoped the second-generation serum would be a clear green.

Chapter 375 There are no shortcuts

"Peter, could you please come downstairs and get today's newspaper?"

"Hold on!"

Peter Parker jumped out of the window like a diver, and three minutes later he climbed back out, holding today's Daily Bugle and The New York Times.

"Did no one see you?" Li Qun poked his head out from the kitchen.

“Nobody sees it, but the three hours of training every night are quite effective,” Peter replied.

"The Spider Threat Continues to Expand," Jameson is still so aggressive, can't Uncle Ben give him another piece of advice? Li Qun served breakfast and glanced at today's headline in the Daily Bugle.

“Maybe Uncle Ben deliberately had Uncle Jameson make it up like this. From an outsider’s perspective, I, Spider-Man, am not the righteous superhero that people imagine,” Peter said.

Have you learned to comfort yourself too?

"Let me see the New York Times report..."

"NYPD Launches Citywide Sewer Safety Inspection; Giant Spider in Sewers is a Rumor"

"The pest control company has been doing exceptionally well these past few months, thanks to Spider-Man and the movie 'Eight Legged Monster'."

Li Qun placed the newspaper on the dining table and picked up a soup spoon to eat wontons.

For breakfast today, Li Qun cooked chicken soup wontons. Gwen and Stephanie were still sleeping in. The only people who needed to get up at 8 a.m. were Li Qun and Peter.

Two weeks have passed since classes officially started, and Li Qun, Peter, and the other three have adapted to their new school life. They are no longer as flustered as they were at the beginning and appear quite composed.

After finishing his wontons, Li Qun returned the bowl to the kitchen and took a bottle of chilled "Monster" drink from the refrigerator.

"Peter, do you want some?"

“It’s cold, isn’t that a bit much? I just ate hot wontons,” Peter said.

"I'm not afraid of irritating my stomach."

Liqun closed the refrigerator, twisted open the bottle cap, and started drinking.

Having tried both instant coffee and the "Monster" beverage, Li Qun felt that traditional coffee was outdated, and the "Monster's" energizing effect was more suitable for a 21st-century college student like himself.

"morning……"

Gwen, wearing her pajamas, yawned as she walked out of the room, then turned and went into the kitchen to bring out a bowl of wontons.

Li Qun also cooked wontons for them, called out once through the door of the room, and then ignored them.

"Gwen, you're still asleep," Li Qun complained.

"I don't want to wake up at ten o'clock and find two bowls of wonton soup in the kitchen."

"Eat your fill before going back to sleep," Gwen said, squinting her eyes.

“We don’t have classes this afternoon. We’re going to the supermarket to buy some things at noon and then come back. Do you need help buying anything?” Li Qun asked, picking up his backpack.

“I’m craving barbecue. Let’s buy some meat,” Gwen said.

"Okay." Li Qun smiled.

"Gwen, you seem to be..."

“Peter, shut your mouth.” Gwen interrupted Peter abruptly, opening her eyes wide.

“We eat four meals a day, which is exceeding our daily calorie intake,” Li Qun said.

“I’m not the only one who’s gained weight, Stephanie’s too.”

Stephanie came out of the room, also wearing pajamas, but judging from her hairstyle, Stephanie was more awake than Gwen.

“You’re up too, Stephanie,” Li Qun greeted.

“Breakfast is wontons today, so of course I had to get up early,” Stephanie said.

"What did we eat yesterday morning?" Peter asked Li Qun.

“It’s chicken and seafood congee, just like the day before yesterday,” Li Qun replied.

"Why don't you two gain weight?" Gwen asked, looking at Li Qun and Peter.

“Peter is Spider-Man, he patrols all night, while I practice every morning and evening,” Li Qun replied.

"We have to go, or we'll be late," Peter said, glancing at his watch and urging Li Qun on.

"Stephanie, do you need us to bring you anything? We're going to the supermarket after class," Li Qun said.

“Buy some pre-made tortillas, and I’ll cook you Mexican food,” Stephanie said.

“I like Mexican food,” Peter said with a smile.

“I’ve got it. Should I buy some more Mexican peppers?” Li Qun asked.

"As long as it's not wasteful."

Li Qun and Peter went out and headed to school.

This morning, Friday, the class was "Introduction to Computer Science and Programming," and the professor was their old acquaintance, Dr. Otto.

Dr. Otto explained that he teaches this introductory computer science course to undergraduates to relax their minds, as his research into artificial intelligence was too damaging to his thinking abilities.

His artificial intelligence project currently has four prototypes, but these four things are not intelligent enough; they are artificially stupid. Talking to the four stupid things he created is a great torment.

As they were leaving the classroom after the two-hour class, Dr. Otto called out to Li Qun and Peter.

"Hey Peter, Leon, my lab needs two assistants. Would you like to come? Assistants are paid."

Dr. Otto hinted to Li Qun and Peter with his eyes that his lab assistants had high salaries and benefits.

“Dr. Otto, I saw someone on the school forum complaining that your project is too torturous.”

Li Qun hinted to Peter that Dr. Otto's lab was short-staffed because people had run away, driven away by the "artificial stupidity".

“I’m sorry, Dr. Otto, we’re very busy too. Li Qun and I run a company,” Peter declined.

“Alright, I’ll go find someone else,” Dr. Otto said disappointedly.

Dr. Otto tidied up the lecture notes on the lectern, and was the last one to leave the stuffy lecture hall.

He was very frustrated because his artificial intelligence had reached a bottleneck.

He needs a lot of electricity to support his artificial intelligence research, but the power resources allocated to his lab by the university are very limited, and other labs at the university are also competing with him for power.

After going around in circles, Dr. Otto realized that he still couldn't escape the problem of energy.

He even dreamed that he built a power plant specifically to generate electricity for his experimental projects.

"Damn it," Dr. Otto cursed.

Back in the AI ​​lab, Dr. Otto took out some stationery from his drawer and began writing a letter to Bruce Banner.

In his letter to Dr. Banner, Dr. Otto confided that he still couldn't let go of his research on controlled nuclear fusion energy and that he now wanted to restart the nuclear energy research project he had previously abandoned.

If he could fix that old mistake, he would have access to endless power to support his current, stalled artificial intelligence research.

Otto Octavius ​​wrote more and more in the letter. He even got up to search through his old research files and wrote from noon until evening, turning the letter into a paper of tens of thousands of words.

"I'm going crazy..."

Dr. Otto rubbed his forehead, feeling a burning sensation.

Reflecting on his past mistakes, Otto had new ideas and approaches. In a letter, he asked Banner if these new ideas could solve the problem.

Chapter 376 The Indestructible Steel Forged Through Burning

Kamar-Taj was first electrified in 1965.

That year, the Ancient One found a plutonium-powered generator on Mount Nanda Devi in ​​the Himalayas, and she brought the generator back to Kamar-Taj.

Decades later, this plutonium-powered generator has reached the end of its service life and become part of the history of Kamar-Taj.

Bruce Banner carefully inspected the plutonium-powered generator and then sealed it away.

Currently, Kamar-Taj's electricity comes from a coal-fired power plant designed by Bruce Banner, which burns household waste that the sorcerers have brought back from all over the world.

Without the need for waste sorting, most household waste can be burned cleanly in Dr. Banner's thermal power plant, producing a considerable amount of electricity.

Kamar-Taj living facilities do not require much electricity; most of the electricity actually comes from Dr. Banner's own laboratory.

The magical power inherited by Kamar-Taj is ancient and powerful; however, the life of Kamar-Taj wizards is austere. They do not overuse magic to enjoy a comfortable life, just as depicted in Harry Potter.

Overuse of magic is dangerous; every bit of magic power used means that the Kamar-Taj mages incur a debt to a source of that magic.

……

Li Qun was covered in green magic armor, and he fought Red Boy on the Flaming Mountain.

The Samadhi Fire burned fiercely on the magic armor, its intensity even greater than on Li Qun's body.

"Where did you get this demonic power from? It's so easily countered by my Samadhi True Fire!!"

Li Qun used his staff to block the tip of Red Boy's Fire-Tipped Spear, and the magical armor he constructed from the magic power borrowed from Hulk could only slightly prolong the time he spent fighting Red Boy.

Red Boy had practiced his martial arts for thousands of years, and Li Qun could tell that Red Boy was just playing with him and wasn't really fighting.

The green magic armor was burning and emitting black smoke, which also blocked Li Qun's vision.

"Can you give me a chance?" Li Qun shouted to Hong Hai'er.