Marvel: Spider-Man? No, I'm Superman!

Power Stones: 205/200 ✅

Extra Chapter 2/2 ✅

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"Genius design, unbelievable masterpiece, perfect work of art..."

At this moment, looking at the arc reactor shining like the sun in Peter's palm, all the words of praise that came to everyone's minds were insufficient to describe everything they were seeing.

"Unfortunately...still not the real sun after all."

However, feeling the tremendous endless power contained within the arc reactor in his hand, Peter couldn't help but sigh regretfully in his heart.

"Mr. Stark...have you tested its capabilities?"

After a long time, someone finally reacted and couldn't help but look at Tony with respectful eyes and ask.

"If I didn't estimate wrongly, which of course I usually don't, its capabilities should be able to release around 50 billion joules of energy per second."

"My god, 50 billion joules per second, that's totally sufficient to power the nanosuit."

At this moment, no matter who it was, the way they looked at Tony was filled with respect.

"Ahem, Superman, in light of me solving the energy problem, next time could you bring me some bottles of fine red wine?"

But right now, Tony had a big smile on his face as he showed off in front of Peter.

"I'll consider it..."

"Superman, now that the energy problem is solved, I estimate we can make the nanosuit you want within a month."

There were many difficulties plaguing them in making the nanosuit, including how to manipulate the nanoparticles, how to make the nanoparticles form a more stable molecular structure, how to integrate the fixed molecular structure algorithms into the nanoparticles.

And how to use consciousness to manipulate the nanoparticles to construct corresponding fixed structures according to one's thoughts, and so on...

But compared to the energy problem, these difficulties were not so hard to solve.

Especially since they now had several of the smartest geniuses on Earth here.

The team comprised of them almost surpassed all other research teams on Earth.

To make a nanosuit within a month was still a conservative estimate by Reed.

"Alright, one month then. If you make the nanosuit, I'll keep my word and send you all back safely."

Peter also made them a promise.

"Although...by then some people may not want to go back..."

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The incident of the monster attack in New York, although already resolved by Superman.

However, New York City also suffered considerable damage, and the aftermath work was only just beginning.

The Oscorp building was now under heavy lockdown by the NYPD and intelligence personnel.

Of course, not to completely confiscate Oscorp.

Only because in some people's eyes, what happened yesterday was caused by some special gene medicine Oscorp was researching.

And they were here now only to take away all remaining samples of the regeneration serum and all research materials related to it.

In Professor Connors' lab, countless intelligence personnel were packing up all the experiment materials.

While Professor Connors, owner of it all, could only watch helplessly, his face full of reluctance and resignation.

"Sorry, Professor Connors, these are orders from above."

Chief Stacy walked into the lab, looking at Connors with sympathy and apology.

"It's fine, Chief Stacy. If not for my greed for that person's perfect genes to improve the regeneration serum, this would not have happened."

"All the serums I developed before are here, I only hope you can keep them safe."

Handing an ordinary satchel bag to Chief Stacy, Connors pondered for a while before continuing.

"Or, listen to my advice. If possible, I hope you can destroy them together with the research, I'm afraid some people will be tempted by the lure of immortality like I was..."

Regret also showed on Professor Connors' face. Back then, he was blinded by the huge profits and temptation, completely unaware of Banner's true purpose in looking for him.

"Looks like this hand can never regenerate again."

Looking at his empty right sleeve, Professor Connors was strangely relaxed at this moment.

"Sorry Professor, you may lose your freedom for a period of time, but these are necessary precautionary measures, please understand."

Of course, for Professor Connors himself, there were also very severe restrictions.

"I understand. I don't have much left to lose anyway now..."

Professor Connors had dedicated almost his entire life to the regeneration serum. Now there was nothing else he cared more about.

Then, two officers came to Professor Connors' side, preparing to take him away.

"Oh right, Chief Stacy, help me tell your daughter I'm sorry. Gwen is the most outstanding student I've seen, it's just very unfortunate I can no longer be her internship supervisor."

When Professor Connors was about to leave the lab, he suddenly turned back and said to George.

"But I know a Professor named Otto Octavius. If Gwen is interested, she can go visit him and say I recommended her."

After saying this, Professor Connors hesitated no more and followed the two officers out of the lab, leaving the place he had dedicated his life to.

"Professor Octavius?"

While murmuring this somewhat unfamiliar name, George reached into his bag and took out a vial of regeneration serum glowing bright green, examining it carefully.

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At the same time, the African continent, Wakanda.

The Dora Milaje, Wakanda's female special forces, currently had a figure dressed in a black battlesuit and a panther-like black mask surrounded.

The guards wielding vibranium spears exuded an aura even fiercer than men's.

"Charge!"

At the order from their general Okoye, the rest tightened their grip on the spears without hesitation and charged at the panther-like figure.

But in the next moment, the surrounded figure instantly displayed a speed like a real panther, continuously weaving through the guards' encirclement, nimbly evading all their attacks.

In between, he even took down several guards using sharp claws.

But the Dora Milaje were no pushovers either. After "sacrificing" some guards, they finally formed a tight blockade.

The guards' spears continuously criss-crossed, finally locking down the figure in an almost inescapable formation.

"Ha!" However, the figure in the black panther suit suddenly shouted loudly. The surface of the black battlesuit suddenly had a halo flowing rapidly on it.

The next moment, a powerful wave of energy visibly burst out from the suit instantaneously.

The tremendous impact directly broke through the blockade, even blowing away the guards' vibranium spears.

In that instant, the Black Panther caught a falling spear, and almost in the blink of an eye arrived in front of the fallen Okoye, the spear pointing at her throat.

Yet in the next moment, he put away the spear and extended his right hand to Okoye.

"Sorry about that, Captain Okoye..."

"Prince T'Challa, your skills have improved again."

Using T'Challa's extended hand to get up, Okoye sincerely felt happy for T'Challa's progress.

Clap clap clap...

"Excellent, my son, you make me incredibly proud!"

Suddenly, accompanied by applause, King T'Chaka appeared beside them somehow, praising T'Challa.

"Now that you have fully mastered the Black Panther's power, it seems to be time to give you that mission."

The old king deeply looked at his son, then slowly opened his mouth, raising his wrist device to project an image.

"This is...the moon that was attacked by that Superman? Are you asking me to gather intel on him?"

"No, your destination is the dark side of the moon, where no human has set foot on!"

The old king slowly rotated the moon image, presenting an image never shown to anyone before T'Challa.

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(End of Chapter)

To be continued...

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