The middle-aged man, Sacks, was the chairman of the Sacks Group, a billionaire, and also Shredder's adopted son.
It's worth mentioning that the Sacks Group is the largest sponsor of the New York Police Department, and Sacks had recently stated at a police gathering that he would spare no effort to help the police combat crime.
Sacks pointed at the four Giant Turtles on the tablet and said excitedly, "The four turtles injected with the panacea didn't die; they all grew up and became turtle-men. As long as we catch them, we can refine the panacea from their blood."
"Weren't they burned to death twenty years ago?"
Shredder was stunned. Twenty years ago, Sacks sponsored a Scientist to research the panacea. Later, that Scientist discovered Shredder's evil plan and set fire to completely destroy the laboratory.
"They didn't die; it must be them. My intuition is never wrong."
Sacks said, "With the panacea, we can execute that plan."
Shredder asked, "The plan to release biochemical toxins across New York City?"
"Yes, our biochemical toxin, besides the panacea, has no other cure. By then, we will become the Saviors of New York, and New York will be under our control."
Sacks excitedly said, "Shredder, quickly send people to capture those four Giant Turtles."
"How did I teach you? The bigger the matter, the calmer you need to be. When we made the plan, New York didn't have Super Heroes."
Shredder shouted. He didn't want to follow in Norman Osborn's footsteps.
Sacks was stunned: "Super Heroes?"
"Although the most powerful Ghost Rider has lost his abilities due to lifestyle issues, the remaining Super Heroes are also not easy to deal with. We must re-plan this matter; otherwise, it will definitely fail."
Shredder said, recalling the 'lifestyle issues.' Even the formidable Foot Clan leader was a bit speechless. How could such a powerful Ghost Rider just fall like that?
However, this was a good thing. The reason Shredder hadn't made any major moves was largely due to his fear of Ghost Rider.
Other Super Heroes were easy to say, but that Ghost Rider was completely unsolvable. Fortunately, he brought about his own demise.
"Super Heroes are indeed a lot of trouble. fuck, why does New York have so many Super Heroes?"
Sacks cursed unhappily. Just then, a holographic projection suddenly appeared beside them.
This holographic projection was of a tall robot. In its abdomen was a large brain with tentacles, eyes, and a mouth, looking extremely disgusting.
Sacks was startled by the other party and repeatedly retreated. Shredder remained fearless. He coldly asked, "What are you? Why are you invading here?"
"I am Commander Krang, from another planet. The reason I am here is that you found something of mine."
The brain in the robot's abdomen said, "The teleporter."
"The teleporter?"
Sacks looked bewildered. Shredder thought for a moment and asked, "The teleporter that Scientist Stroman found? He said that thing could help us with spatial teleportation."
"That's right, that teleporter is part of the teleportation device."
Commander Krang said, "Many years ago, I launched the teleportation device to Earth, but it disintegrated in the atmosphere, splitting into three parts."
Sacks complained, "Do Aliens also have counterfeit products?"
Commander Krang's face darkened slightly. He continued, "One of them is the teleporter we just talked about, and the other two are in the New York Museum and the South American rainforest.
As long as they are reassembled, a portal can be opened. By then, my warship, the Electronic Round Palace, will descend upon Earth, making all Earthlings kneel in submission.
Shredder, if you are willing to cooperate with me, I can rule Earth with you."
"Rule Earth with an Alien?"
Both Shredder and Sacks were a bit confused. Was this development a bit too fast? They had only wanted to rule New York before, right?
New York versus the entire globe, that distance was a bit far.
"Yes, you humans can't even leave your planet; you can't stop my Electronic Round Palace at all."
Commander Krang asked, "Shredder, do you want to cooperate?"
Shredder thought for a moment and said, "I don't know when you came to Earth, but there are many Super Heroes on Earth, and they will definitely stop us from opening the portal."
"I know everything. Those so-called Super Heroes are nothing. They are formidable on Earth, but in the universe, they are just pests."
Commander Krang sneered. He teleported a bottle of purple liquid over and said, "This potion can help you deal with those pests. Shredder, I hope next time we meet, you have already opened the portal."
With that, Commander Krang disappeared, sneering in his base, "Foolish Earthlings."
Shredder held the purple potion bottle, his face full of mockery: "Foolish Alien."
Sacks asked, "Shredder, you're not really going to cooperate with that Alien, are you? I feel it has ill intentions. The way it looks at us, it's like it's looking at a lower life form.
No one shares power with a lower life form, just like a boss wouldn't share profits with low-level employees."
"Of course, it has ill intentions. It's just using us. Once we open the portal, it will definitely kill us."
Shredder sneered. He said, "However, while it uses us, we can also use it. It needs our help, which means its power isn't strong. We can swallow it and its Alien warship together.
By then, Earth will belong to us."
Shredder was very confident. He was not only powerful but also possessed the power of an evil god. Dealing with an ugly Alien was a piece of cake.
"Swallow an Alien warship?"
Sacks' eyes lit up. If they could possess an Alien warship, conquering Earth would be effortless.
In comparison, the biochemical toxin plan was simply not presentable.
Sacks excitedly said, "Shredder, let's abandon our original plan and focus on finding the teleportation device."
"No, we'll implement both plans simultaneously."
Shredder thought for a moment and said, "The biochemical toxin plan will serve as a bait to attract the attention of those Super Heroes. At the same time, we will open the portal in another location to welcome the Alien warship to Earth."
"Doing this, we'll be short-handed."
Sacks said, "Those Super Heroes are not easy to deal with."
"Don't we have this?"
Shredder held up the purple potion bottle and said, "Let's see what good stuff the Alien gave us?"
An hour later, the Foot Clan's Chief Scientist, the black Scientist Stroman, exclaimed, "This purple solution can turn people into animals, such as Rhino, Warthog-man, and so on."
"Interesting, Stroman, prepare the solution and create a large number of beast-men."
Shredder was very satisfied. He said to Stroman, "After the plan succeeds, you will become the most powerful and famous Scientist in the world."
"The most powerful and famous Scientist in the world?"
Stroman's breathing quickened. The reason he followed the Foot Clan was because he wanted to become a more famous Scientist than Tony Stark.
At this moment, Shredder remembered that cunning businessman, the Green Goblin, and quickly instructed, "Carefully inspect the solution to ensure there are no tricks played by the Alien."
Stroman patted his chest and guaranteed, "Don't worry, leave it to me. I guarantee there will be no problems."
"Very good. Soon, Earth will belong to us."
Shredder said excitedly. In this world, only power could make him feel satisfied.
...
The day after the artificial sun incident, the entire city was condemning the Osborn Group. The city hall, police department, and S.H.I.E.L.D. also received a lot of criticism. The mayor stated in front of a group of reporters that he would definitely find a way to improve the situation in New York.
In response, both reporters and the public scoffed, saying it was more hopeful to expect major villains to have a change of heart than to rely on the mayor.
Putting those aside, at noon, Peter Parker was invited to Iron Man's office. Upon seeing him, Tony placed a document directly on the table and said, "Sign it."
"What is this?"
Peter picked up the document and glanced at it, then was stunned—the content of the document was: Spider-Man would transfer part of his copyright to the Stark Industries, which would be responsible for providing Spider-Man with equipment and a certain share of profits each month.
Spider-Man's performance last night completely moved Tony, and he decided to 'sponsor' him.
Peter hesitated for a moment and refused, "Mr. Stark, I think…"
"I don't care what you think, I care what I think."
Tony said impatiently, "Do you want last night's events to repeat? If your communicator hadn't had problems, there wouldn't have been so much trouble later.
Also, which Super Hero's uniform fades? You are completely lowering the standard of us Super Heroes."
"It's not every piece that fades."
Peter was very embarrassed. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Stark, I can accept the uniform, but it can't be too expensive. As for the share of profits, that's not necessary. I can't use my Spider-Man abilities to make money. Heaven gave me this ability to help people."
With great power comes great responsibility!
"You're the kind of person who will never get rich."
Tony was a bit speechless at Peter's stubbornness. He scoffed, "You take pictures of yourself every day and sell them to The Daily Bugle. Doesn't that count as using your Spider-Man abilities to make money?"
"That doesn't count, does it?"
Peter was a bit dumbfounded: "I make money with my photography skills."
"Photography skills? You're talking about photography skills in front of me?"
Tony was very disdainful. He thought, I was taking pictures of beautiful women with a camera before you were even born. He thought for a moment and said, "How about this? I just need a sparring partner. You can be my punching bag, and I'll pay you a salary."
Peter said, "Sparring partner? That's fine, but I can't take a salary because I also want to improve my combat skills."
"If I give you a salary, just take it. Don't talk nonsense."
Tony said impatiently, "Don't you think it's a waste of time riding a motorcycle delivering food every day?"
Peter said, "I don't have full-time hours, so I can only deliver food. Also, my motorcycle was stolen a while ago, so now I ride a bicycle."
Tony was almost choked with anger. He waved his hand and said, "That's it. Come for sparring every Wednesday night. All right, you can leave now. I'll give you your uniform in half a month."
-------------------------------------
Starting tomorrow, there will be advanced updates on my Patreon:
https://www.patreon.com/c/I_Am_Busy
-------------------------------------