American Comics: The Matrix

She had always viewed Primus as a subsidiary of Osborne.

Continuing forward, another group caught Bant's attention.

He pointed at the man in a suit directing the workers and asked, "I don't think I've seen this company logo in New York. Who are they?"

"Life Foundation."

"It's a company in San Francisco, and that's Trevor Cole." Pepper was still thinking, and Natasha, who had already memorized all the participating companies, said it casually.

"Life Foundation?"

Bant's eyes narrowed.

But he knew that this organization was always entangled with symbiotes.

Bant naturally didn't want to let go of the genes of the symbiote. He remembered that among the non-special alien heroes in 5YL, there was also the shadow of Venom. Moreover, Venom was different from ordinary alien heroes. It had the ability to possess.

This is a bit like biochemical green paste.

As he was thinking, Trevor also noticed them. Although Bant was not well-known now, at least Trevor knew Pepper.

He walked over quickly and greeted Little Pepper from a distance:

"Ms. Pepper Potts. I didn't expect to see you here."

The Life Foundation and Star Industries are not on the same level. To Trevor, Pepper Potts is an untouchable figure. Now that they meet, there is no reason not to come over and chat with her. If the Life Foundation can get financial support from Stark Industries, it will be a pleasant surprise for the Life Foundation.

"Hello, Mr. Cole." Pepper had a formal smile on her face, and she didn't seem to want to waste time on Cole. She immediately said, "I'll take him to the venue."

The implication is, of course, "Excuse me."

But Cole was a little bit persistent. He glanced at Bant with his narrow eyes, showing surprise and confusion, and asked:

"I wonder who this is..."

"Bant Parker, the founder of Primus Technologies." Without waiting for Pepper to answer, Bant took the initiative to step forward and stretched out his hand towards Trevor, his watch emitting a yellow light.

But Trevor didn't shake his hand right away.

"Primos Technology?"

He first went over this somewhat unfamiliar name in his mind, but he still couldn't find anything nutritious in his empty head.

Fortunately, Bant took the initiative to reveal: "I believe Mr. Cole must have heard of the self-healing potion?"

"So you're the inventor of the self-healing potion. I'm so sorry!"

Hearing this, Coles expression immediately changed. He grabbed Bant's left hand, and his eyes suddenly became enthusiastic when he looked at Bant.

"I am Trevor Cole, the founder of the Life Foundation. I have always thought that self-healing potions are a great idea because they coincide with my philosophy..."

Trevor Cole kept talking, and Bant glanced at his wrist, but the watch showed no reaction.

Now it was his turn to be cold.

He shook off Trevor's hand and said coldly, "Well, Mr. Cole, we have other things to do."

Bant wanted to take out wet wipes to wipe his hands immediately, then turn around and leave.

Without the symbiote, are you qualified to talk to me?

Cole didn't react at first, thinking that it was his initial arrogance that annoyed Bant. He didn't bother himself any more, but he suddenly felt resentful towards Bant in his heart.

Hateful little devil!

He just took out a so-called self-healing potion, but you dare to treat me like this!

He had no self-reflection.

Instead of reflecting on yourself, blame others.

At this moment, Cole obviously hated Bant and Primus.

In his opinion, Primus was nothing more than a puppet company of Osborn. If it weren't for the self-healing potion, he had never even heard of it. After all, even the potion might be Osborn's masterpiece.

Bant didn't care at all about Cole's resentment.

To be honest, he hoped that this guy would meet the symbiote soon, and then bring Riot or Venom to cause trouble for him.

By then, he will be able to collect the DNA of the symbiotes, and even the genes of the symbiote god Knull!

You know, Knull is a powerful existence at the multiverse level. He is older than the universe, and the Black Death Sword that can kill gods was created by him.

Of course, Bant didn't actually hold out for too much.

Although Knull is the god of symbiotes, he himself is not a symbiote, and the connection between him and the symbiotes does not come from blood.

Actually.

The Black Death Sword is the true ancestor of the symbiote, and the Black Death Sword comes from the shadow of Knull.

After parting with Cole, Bant put this minor character behind him.

Under the guidance of Little Lajiao, he selected the location of his pavilion and made a design plan.

But at the same time, he was also confused.

"Miss Potts?"

"It seems that Tony Stark hasn't shown up for a long time?" he asked. "Did something happen?"

Hearing this, Pepper didn't know how to respond.

To be honest, Tony has been becoming more and more self-indulgent during this period. He seems to be corrupted, wearing his armor and performing inpar all day long.

He was just like a man who knew that there was no tomorrow, yet he was enjoying the only pleasure he had left.

He is even enjoying the few days he can be Iron Man.

But to be honest, Pepper, who didn't know Tony's current situation, couldn't understand why Tony was so indulgent.

She originally thought that Tony had started to get better, but judging from the results, that was not the case.

On the one hand, Pepper was very disappointed with Stark, and on the other hand, the position of CEO made her busy and she had no time to take care of Tony's life as before.

In fact, they hadn't seen each other for a long time, at least two weeks.

The last time they were apart for so long was when Tony was kidnapped in the Middle East. At that time, Tony was in danger and she was worried; and now, Tony was also in danger, but she knew nothing about it and was completely focused on her work.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 118: New Elements of Bant

"Sir, there's an intruder."

"Sir, there's an intruder."

Jarvis' voice was so vague as if it was covered by several layers of transparent glass, making Tony feel as if his head was chopped open by an axe and the pain was unbearable.

"what……"

He reached out to cover his head, but a crisp metallic sound came out.

Only then did he remember that he was wearing armor and his hands and head were made of iron.

After sobering up a little, he felt the urge to urinate. Then, without thinking, Tony opened the floodgates in the armor and released the water. After a while, he shook himself happily, as if the drunkenness had dissipated a little.

Then, he heard a somewhat unfamiliar voice.

"Peeing directly in the armor? How disgusting!"

Tony was stunned and quickly jumped up from the ground, knocking over several bottles of famous liquor, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he looked vigilantly not far away.

There, a man in a tight black uniform sat in his chair, with giant white spiders attached to his chest like skeletons, and gray chains tightly wrapped around his arms.

"Spider-Boy?" Tony subconsciously wanted to rub his eyes, wondering if he was dreaming, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, there was another crisp sound.

"When did you change your clothes?" he asked.

Obviously, Tony has not paid attention to anything happening in the outside world during this period of time, otherwise he would know that the person in front of him was not the Spider-Man in his memory, but a hacker.

He spent his days in drunkenness and dreams, thinking that the life he had snatched back from the god of death would eventually come to an end.

"Actually, I'm curious, how do you pee in the armor?" Bant asked curiously. He clearly remembered that Tony was wearing clothes inside.

"Direct release? Let the urine soak your thighs? Or do you have a catheter inserted in the front?"

Tony's face darkened, and he obviously didn't want to continue this topic.

He took a breath and vented his anger on Jarvis: "Jarvis, why did you let this guy in?!"

"Sir, I have already warned you that there is an intruder who has hacked into my security system..." Jarvis said.

"what?"

This time Tony was even more surprised.

You know, ever since his security system was hacked by a certain bastard once, he had specially strengthened it.

Tony was very confident that no one could break through his firewall, but now, it was broken through by the guy in front of him.

He widened his eyes and said subconsciously:

"If I remember correctly, you should be only 16 years old?"

On the one hand, this statement was a surprise at Bant's genius, and on the other hand, it was also a warning to Bant that he already had all his information at hand, and that he'd better not have any bad thoughts.

"I have to remind you, sir, that he is not the same person as Spider-Man." Jarvis habitually said, "His nickname is the hacker. Based on the information we have obtained, there is an 80% probability that the hacker's true identity can be determined to be Bant Parker."

Although Tony Stark was ignorant of the world during this period, Jarvis was not idle. He kept collecting information from the outside world and had already started investigating when the Matrix Spider-Man first appeared.

Since it has been investigated that Spider-Man is Peter Parker, it is very reasonable to suspect that the hacker is Peter's cousin. By comparing data such as height, Jarvis believes that this speculation is very likely.

Bant did not feel any emotional fluctuations about the explosion of his first layer of armor.

To be honest, the value of the identity of Matrix Spider-Man is to ensure that the secret of the watch is not discovered.

I am already Spider-Man, you are not allowed to guess that I am an alien anymore!

Therefore, after hearing Jarvis' analysis, Bant simply took off his hood and complimented him: "Your artificial intelligence is amazing. I only appeared once, but I was discovered."

"Twice, in fact, sir," said Jarvis.

"A month ago, you appeared with Spider-Man in another uniform. The person who rescued Senator Andrea's niece was not Spider-Man, but a hacker."

"You know this as well."

Bant was a little surprised.

Sure enough, for artificial intelligence that cannot work without sleep or tirelessness, it is difficult for ordinary people to keep up with it.

Tony was confused by the conversation between the two men, but he also understood one thing, that is, Bant was most likely not an enemy.

Tony did investigate Peter before his condition worsened.

That energetic little bug never gets tired of doing good deeds. Since the guy in front of him is his cousin, he should be a good person... probably.

Given that Bant broke into his laboratory without a word and mocked him for needing a ureter to urinate, Tony had reservations about Bant's character.

Whether it is good or bad depends on the other party's purpose.

However, he was more curious about

"How did you break through my firewall?" Tony opened his mask, walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of wine, and threw it to Bant, "Drink?"

"Underage."

Bant pushed the wine away and said, "Jarvis's protection program is very powerful. It took me a lot of effort to crack it. And it quickly regained its authority."

The actual situation is that he first turned into a little surprise soldier, and then launched an attack on Jarvis together with Eunice.

The name "hacker" is more suitable for the little hero.

Hearing this, Tony raised his eyebrows provocatively, took a sip of his wine, and said, "I am really good! But you are not bad either, just a little worse than me."

There are only two things Tony will not do in his life. First, admit that others are better than him. Second, admit that he is not as good as his father.

"So, you went to so much trouble to hack into my system. What exactly do you want to do? Do you want to use your skills to find a job? Sure, I'll give you one hundred... five million per year. Report to the Human Resources Department."

He waved his hand, indicating that Bant could leave.

But Bant did not move away. Instead, he leaned back in his chair and said comfortably, "Tony Stark, I am here to negotiate terms with you. No, to make a deal."

Tony frowned: "Five million is not enough? You are a little greedy, okay, ten million."

At this time, Jarvis added a stab to him: "Sir, I'm afraid Mr. Parker doesn't care about 10 million US dollars. According to the public information, Mr. Parker is the president of Primos."