Chapter 80

Spider-Man: "......" Ever since he started hanging out with Imir, he had never seen Imir do any hard labor. Every time such a situation arose, this guy would immediately pass the task to him.

"What are you going to do?"

Imir took out a roll of film from his pocket and calmed Spider-Man's complaints: "I, of course, am going to develop the photos. Spider-Man vs. the Lizard, you can take the photos to the Daily Bugle and claim the reward from Mr. Jameson."

Without waiting for Spider-Man to respond, he paused and continued: "Remember, this photo is worth two thousand dollars, half for you and half for me. I think Mr. Jameson will be generous."

Spider-Man was a bit flustered: "When did you take the photos?"

Imir raised an eyebrow: "While you were battling Dr. Connors." He patted Spider-Man's shoulder, comforting him: "Don't worry, I took about a hundred photos. You can pick a cool one to give to Jameson. A two-thousand-dollar photo will definitely become a big news story in the Daily Bugle. You'll be on the front page tomorrow!"

Spider-Man: "......" That wasn't the point. The point was that during such an intense battle, it was no wonder Imir never joined in. It turned out this guy had been hiding and taking photos the whole time. However, considering he would get a thousand dollars, Spider-Man clenched his fists and finally held back his anger.

It turns out that money not only makes the mill grind but also makes the mill take photos!

After receiving the thousand dollars from the Daily Bugle's editor through Peter, Imir's family's life improved significantly. And his sister Kathleen was gradually getting the hang of her job at Stark Industries, reducing the family's financial pressure.

When Dr. Connors had somewhat recovered his spirits, Spider-Man and Imir eagerly visited him. Peter found that his own face had thickened significantly since he met Imir.

A few minutes later, Spider-Man was already lying on the irradiation device in Dr. Connors' lab.

Dr. Connors observed Spider-Man's blood sample under an optical microscope and exclaimed: "It's incredible, Spider-Man. Your DNA structure has undergone some unique mutation."

"Mutation? What kind of mutation?" Spider-Man lay on the device, unable to see the images on the computer, so he couldn't make a judgment.

"I'm not sure yet, but I will find out." Dr. Connors stood up from the microscope and walked to the device where Spider-Man was lying, operating it: "You and Phantasm have helped me a lot. I will do my best to repay you."

He carefully calculated the data from the tests and then asked: "If I'm not mistaken, you weren't born with these spider powers, right?"

Spider-Man recalled his high school visit to Columbia University and being bitten by a mutated spider in the lab. He joked: "Yeah, I won it by guessing the riddle."

Dr. Connors knew that since Spider-Man was wearing a mask, there must be a reason to keep his identity hidden. He never imagined that this masked insect would be his student, Peter Parker.

"Amazing. From the test results, this DNA pattern indicates that you have also undergone new gene recombination."

Dr. Connors was truly puzzled: "But how is that possible? How did you avoid the risk of being affected by the spider genes?"

Despite having advanced research equipment and a scientific mutation formula, his hybrid gene experiments ultimately failed. He couldn't believe that Spider-Man could achieve this in a completely natural state, which was his lifelong field of study.

"Maybe my body chose it on its own." Spider-Man shrugged. If he knew what had happened to his body, he wouldn't need to come to Dr. Connors.

Dr. Connors shook his head and said: "We need to conduct more research."

"Then let's start!" Spider-Man had no reason to refuse. He obediently got off the observation table and lay in a larger, more advanced, and more complete large device. In his heart, he was also silently conflicted: "Should I tell Dr. Connors the truth? The hybrid gene recombination might be the reason I became Spider-Man."

He asked: "Doctor, why do my spider powers sometimes fail? This has never happened before."

Dr. Connors said: "I need more data from the experiments to draw a conclusion. However, your DNA is separating from the spider genes. I speculate that your powers might disappear completely in a short time."

"That means I won't be Spider-Man anymore?" Peter muttered to himself. Initially, he didn't like his life as a superhero. But over time, he had gradually adapted. Now, knowing that he might suddenly lose his powers, it really felt strange.

At the same time, a sealed silver research chamber in the lab opened. Imir, dressed in a classic Freddy Krueger outfit with a top hat, carefully walked out: "Dr. Connors, are my test results ready?"

Dr. Connors shrugged and walked to Imir, staring at him intently. Despite Imir covering his face with a layer of silicone film to look like a burn victim, it did nothing to make Dr. Connors look away.

Imir was so close that he could see his own reflection in Dr. Connors' eyes, just like the nightmare killer in the "A Nightmare on Elm Street" movies.

"Unbelievable, Mr. Phantasm. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed you have superpowers."

He finally turned around, picked up a file from the table, and read through it: "From the physical test data, Mr. Phantasm, your body is very normal. Apart from high blood sugar and a weak constitution, you are no different from a healthy male."

"Red blood cells... white blood cells... and DNA components..." In short, the data showed that Imir was just a slightly weak man, with no connection to supernatural powers.

"Hmm." Imir demonstrated a few of his abilities in front of him: phasing, floating, and controlling dreams. However, unless Imir transformed his body into a ghostly form, even when he activated his怨念阴力 (negative energy), the data on the instruments remained unchanged.

This was precisely what puzzled Dr. Connors. As a scientist, one of his fundamental beliefs was the conservation of energy. Any event in nature must involve energy conversion and cannot appear or disappear without cause.