Marvel Brodcast : Spoiling Spider-man

"Peter..." Harry glanced at Peter next to him. He knew that Otto had always been Peter's idol and Peter had always admired him. After Harry took over Oscorp Industries, he was the first to provide funding to Dr. Otto because he was Peter's idol.

Now that Otto's experiment had failed, Otto himself was likely in trouble, and Rose had died as a result. He didn't know what Peter would think.

Peter's heart was filled with grief and shock. Like Otto, he could not accept this fact. His admiration for the doctor collapsed instantly, and he felt extremely disappointed and confused.

How could this happen, he kept asking himself? Dr. Otto had always been his role model, a symbol of wisdom, a paragon of scientific achievement. He could not understand how such a brilliant man could have suffered such a failure.

However, in the midst of grief, Peter also began to think. "Harry... I'm fine. This is just a possible future shown by the screen. The doctor will fail in the future, but now we know it in advance, so next time, we will try to do better."

He realized that the failure of the experiment was not the doctor's incompetence, but a part of scientific exploration. Every scientist may face failure, which is inevitable in the pursuit of truth.

He looked at Harry and added, "Can I go see him? He must be devastated right now. I understand what he's going through—like when I let that robber go, and it led to Uncle Ben's death."

"No problem," Harry replied, pulling out his phone. "I'll call him now and let the famous Spider-Man come cheer him up." Despite the failure, Harry still believed in Otto. Reviewing the experiment's process and learning from mistakes would pave the way to future success.

[The sound of ambulances echoed throughout the city, and a large number of police officers and medical staff continued to send the injured to ambulances. ]

[A spokesperson for Oscorp Industries, present during the incident, expressed relief. "It's fortunate no greater disaster occurred. If more tritium had been used, New York could have been destroyed."]

[Harry emerged from the wreckage, his clothes disheveled and his expression grim. The failure had crushed his dream of surpassing his father and left him facing potential legal repercussions. "I'm ruined," he muttered bitterly, shaking his head.] [Harry was filled with resentment, and he wanted to find someone to vent his anger on, and the best target was Spider-Man. The assistant next to him said that Spider-Man saved him, and Harry angrily retorted: "I don't care about him saving me."]

[The assistant took Harry away before the reporters arrived to avoid being caught up in the whirlpool of public opinion. The medical staff covered Rose's body with a white sheet and put it in the ambulance.]

[Peter also walked out, looking around in confusion, looking at the large number of wounded outside the laboratory, he didn't know what would happen next.]

[Late that night in a hospital operating room, a team of doctors reviewed Otto's injuries. His spine had been pierced by the mechanical arms, causing extensive nerve damage. Surgery was imperative.]

["We'll have to saw off the mechanical arms," one doctor said grimly. "If necessary, we may need to remove the spinal lamina and fuse his vertebrae."]

[Another doctor picked up an electric saw, ready to begin. But as the blade neared a mechanical arm, it suddenly rose and struck him, sending him flying across the room.]

[A nurse screamed, and chaos erupted. The mechanical arms, now acting autonomously, lashed out, grabbing and throwing anyone who tried to approach Otto.]

[A doctor holding a scalpel was lifted into the air and thrown into a light above, where he was electrocuted. Others were tossed like ragdolls, their cries of pain filling the room.]

[Despite their best efforts, the staff was powerless. The arms were crafted from specially designed materials, resistant to heat and gravitational force. Even an electric saw proved useless.]

[As the mechanical arms wreaked havoc, Otto remained unconscious. When he finally awoke, he saw the carnage around him and screamed, "No!!!"]

[Under the arms' control, Otto broke through the hospital doors and stepped onto the street, his upper body bare. A taxi couldn't brake in time and collided with him, but the arms effortlessly flung the vehicle aside, sending it crashing into another car.]

[Otto stared at the mechanical arms, watching them move protectively. He realized their autonomy extended beyond simple reactions—they could act independently, defending themselves and, by extension, him.]

[As police sirens blared in the distance, the arms guided Otto to safety, moving with incredible speed. They led him to an abandoned building near a bridge, where he paused, gazing at the dilapidated structure before heading inside.]

"Sure enough, after the chip was damaged, the intelligent robotic arm was no longer under his control. I said the protective measures were too crude." Tony frowned as he looked at the robotic arm that was wreaking havoc in the operating room and sighed.

"Otto, you should be more vigilant. The chip is unreliable." Rose looked at the medical staff who were slaughtered, and looked at Otto beside her with a worried look. He had just received a call from Harry, and he and Peter were on the way. Upon hearing the news, Otto's mood finally improved a little.

"I will take protective measures, or use another method." Otto was also grief-stricken when he looked at the arm. Not only did the experiment fail, but the mechanical arm also went out of control and killed so many doctors and nurses. This made him even more sad.

[By morning, news of Otto's failed experiment dominated the headlines. Rumors and gossip swirled, painting Otto as a mad scientist.]

[At the Daily Bugle, J. Jonah Jameson discussed the event with Robbie. "If we're lucky, this will cause a citywide panic. A mad scientist turned into a monster! Four mechanical arms—an eight-limbed menace! It's perfect."]

["What should we call him?" Hoffman suggested, "Doctor Octopus!"

"Terrible name!" Jameson retorted. "What else?"

"Octopus Scientist?" Hoffman offered.

"Worse!"

"Doctor Strange?" someone else proposed.

"Cool, but already taken," Jameson snapped. "Doctor Octopus it is!" Hoffman raised his hand to protest, but Jameson waved him off. "You waiting for a raise? Get lost!"]

["Doctor Octopus," Jameson mused. "The city's newest villain. It's genius." Hoffman muttered a reluctant, "You're brilliant," before scurrying away.]

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