Skip to content

Chapter 82 of 100

Chapter 82

4 min read1,084 words

Yimir was also greatly surprised. In the movies of his previous life, it seemed that only the first "Spider-Man 2" mentioned Peter losing his spider powers. However, in the story, it was because Peter Parker lost his confidence, which led to the result, and it was never as severe as it is now.

"Ha, so you're saying I'm about to turn into a monster?" Peter walked towards the door, somewhat dazed: "That's really ridiculous."

He wasn't doubting Dr. Connors' diagnosis of him. Dr. Connors was a world-class expert in bio-genetics, and Peter had also seen the reports analyzed by the instruments. Unless all the data was wrong, it was very likely that Dr. Connors' judgment was correct.

His current loss of spider powers was just a temporary transitional phenomenon, with the DNA of the cells in his body undergoing recombination.

And after the mutation and recombination, not everyone would have the luck to remain in a normal human form.

He was mocking himself; yesterday he was still fighting with a mutated lizard, and tomorrow he might become one of those mad scientists.

"Spider-Man, where are you going?" Yimir looked at Peter with concern. He had no reason to worry about his own body.

According to today's test results, as long as he didn't turn into a vengeful ghost, he would be no different from an ordinary person, at most just possessing a bit of vengeful energy.

Spider-Man paused, turned around, and said, "I need to find a way to treat myself. Is there any way to stop the genetic mutation?"

"I can't do it," Dr. Connors shook his head. If he could control genetic mutations, he wouldn't have turned into a lizard man.

However, his next words gave Spider-Man a glimmer of hope: "I've thought about it, and there might be someone who can help you. People say he is the world's leading expert in cutting-edge genetic mutation research."

Spider-Man's steps froze, and his eyes brightened: "Who?"

Yimir also found it hard to imagine that anyone could be more proficient in genetics than Dr. Connors. But he soon realized he was wrong. Dr. Connors said, "Actually, I study biology, not a specialized geneticist."

Although genetics is also part of the biological system, it is clear that a specialized genetic researcher would understand DNA mutations better than a general biologist.

Spider-Man, unable to contain his impatience, asked, "Doctor, I just want to know who you're talking about."

Dr. Connors initially had good reasons for not recommending Spider-Man and Yimir to that person. But now, with the genetic mutation happening in Spider-Man's body, he was at a loss, so he had no choice but to let Spider-Man try his luck.

He squeezed out a name: "Brand Corporation, Dr. Herbert Landon."

"Herbert Landon?" Yimir and Spider-Man exclaimed in unison. The former was impressed by the father because his son had provoked him several times. The latter, on the other hand, still harbored a grudge against Herbert and had initially encouraged Yimir to come to Dr. Connors to get his body checked, hoping to dig out some of Herbert's secrets from Dr. Connors.

Dr. Connors said, "As far as I know, Dr. Herbert is conducting a bold study. Since the beginning of human history, superpowered mutants have been active around us, and Dr. Herbert now wants to conduct in-depth research on these mutants."

Spider-Man blinked, and his mask moved with his eyes. He didn't understand: "Researching mutants? Why is this considered a bold study? Is it very dangerous?"

Yimir shrugged: "You have to understand, no one wants to become a lab mouse. For example, if someone were to put you on an experimental table, draw your tendons, peel your skin, and take your blood, would you willingly submit to it?"

Yimir's words were too chilling, and Spider-Man couldn't help but shiver, quickly stopping him from continuing: "Dr. Connors, is that true?"

Dr. Connors, sitting in front of the computer on the lab bench, was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Although I don't know how Dr. Herbert conducts his research, what Mr. Wraith said is correct. I didn't initially plan to recommend him to you for this reason."

"But now, if I don't solve this 'time bomb' in my body, I might wake up tomorrow morning as a six-eyed, eight-armed spider monster."

Spider-Man suddenly sighed: "When it's right in front of you, you can't avoid it..."

From Dr. Connors' introduction, it also indirectly confirmed what Wraith had said. It seems that Herbert Landon is indeed working with the head of the largest criminal organization in America, Kingpin, and their target is undoubtedly the mutants and superheroes who have been hindering Kingpin's underground business.

Superheroes with superpowers are roughly half due to genetic mutations caused by various reasons. If Herbert's research results fall into Kingpin's hands, superheroes like Spider-Man would be in great danger.

"I need to find a way to get close to Herbert Landon to know what he's up to!" Spider-Man felt a deep sense of frustration. He wished he could find a few criminals right now, arrest them, and hand them over to the New York police to prove that he was still a superhero.

But even in the night of New York, not every street is always a scene of crime. If it were, the police commissioner of New York would have been fired long ago.

Taking off the Spider-Man mask, Peter's face was grim. He was worried and a bit afraid, not knowing how Yimir would view him.

"I think we should part ways. Listen, buddy, maybe I'll be dismissed as a superhero tomorrow..." Peter's voice sounded extremely dejected.

On the contrary, Yimir, who always avoided trouble, was comforting him: "Come on, who says you can't be a hero without your powers? You know, I don't really care about superheroes or supervillains. Besides, I didn't become your friend because you have spider powers."

That was the truth. In Yimir's mind, Spider-Man was just a funny guy. But before he could say more, Peter was already moved to tears: "Really, Yimir, we're friends?"

"Of course!" Yimir nodded. Gaining Yimir's friendship, Peter immediately regained his spirit. He pulled out his mask from his pocket, put it on, and shot out a web, swinging away with a loud cry. Yimir's face was full of black lines. He wasn't kidding Peter; he truly considered him a friend, even when Spider-Man was playing "Tarzan the Ape Man."

---

**[End of Page]**

---

**[Start of Page]**

---

**[End of Page]**