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Just as Peter's figure was about to disappear at the end of the corridor, Tony suddenly spoke.
"Alright, you win."
"I've solved the energy problem."
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Inside the energy laboratory of the Antarctic 'Scientific Research Base'.
Several people were working busily inside.
As for the others, they had all been driven outside and were peering into the lab through the glass windows lining the corridor.
"Mr. Superman, we truly don't know when Mr. Stark solved the energy problem. He never told us anything,"Selvig explained to Peter outside.
In truth, none of them knew when—or how—Tony had resolved the issue.
"I understand. Just watch carefully."
Peter's gaze never left the figure inside the laboratory.
He watched as Tony skillfully organized and assembled various materials and devices with precise, practiced movements.
"Tony Stark—an absolute genius of the Marvel universe. A man whom Thanos himself acknowledged as possessing great knowledge, yet cursed by it."
"In nothing more than a crude cave, he once created a new form of clean energy capable of propelling humanity into space—the miniature Arc Reactor."
Recalling Tony's original fate, Peter had no doubt: if Tony could succeed under such primitive conditions, then failure in a fully equipped laboratory was simply impossible.
"That is… a scaled-down Arc Reactor? He actually—"
Sure enough, when Tony assembled all the components into a palm-sized circular reactor, everyone present—regardless of whether they understood energy science—wore expressions of utter shock.
Even Reed Richards, who prided himself as one of the greatest scientific minds in human history, was deeply shaken.
At this moment, Tony Stark was like a god, illuminating the world with light.
When Tony placed the palladium element into the completed Arc Reactor, connected it to the power supply, and prepared to ignite it, everyone held their breath.
They were witnessing a moment destined to be recorded in history.
As Tony personally activated the power, electricity surged into the dim reactor.
Buzz… buzz… buzz!
The hum of current grew faster and faster. The Arc Reactor began flashing rapidly, accelerating from slow to blinding speed.
Finally—
The sound vanished.
On the table lay an Arc Reactor, radiating a silver-white glow, dazzling like a miniature sun.
"I admit it—I am the kind of unparalleled genius capable of leading human civilization to a new height!"
Only after Tony exited the laboratory and handed the completed Arc Reactor to Peter did everyone snap back to reality. Yet their eyes never left the reactor in Peter's hand.
"The power of the sun, in the palm of my hand!"(Chapter Title)
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"An extraordinary idea. A breathtaking masterpiece. A perfect work of art…"
Staring at the sun-like Arc Reactor glowing in Peter's palm, no words of praise seemed sufficient.
"Unfortunately… it was never a real sun."
Still, feeling the immense, ceaseless energy contained within it, Peter couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
"Mr. Stark, have you tested its efficiency?" someone finally asked, admiration filling his eyes.
"If I recall correctly—and I usually don't forget—it should output around fifty billion joules per second."
"My God… fifty billion joules per second. That's enough to power a nanotech suit."
At that moment, everyone looked at Tony with deep reverence.
"Ahem… Mr. Superman, since I've solved the energy problem, could you bring me a few bottles of fine wine next time?"Tony said with a grin, clearly trying to steal some credit.
"I'll consider it…"
"Mr. Superman, now that the energy issue is resolved, I estimate we can build your nanotech suit within a month."
The challenges included controlling nanomachines, stabilizing their molecular structures, integrating fixed structural algorithms, and even manipulating them through thought to construct desired forms.
But compared to the energy problem, these were not insurmountable obstacles.
Especially considering that some of the greatest minds on Earth were gathered here.
This team surpassed nearly every other scientific group on the planet.
Reed estimated the nanotech suit could be completed within one month.
"Fine. I'll give you one month. If you succeed, I'll keep my promise and send you home safely."
Peter made his promise as well.
"But by then… some people may no longer want to leave."
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Superman had resolved the monster attack in New York.
However, the city had suffered heavy losses, and cleanup operations had only just begun.
Osborn Industries was now under heavy protection by the NYPD and intelligence agencies.
This did not mean the company was completely shut down.
Rather, some believed that yesterday's incident was linked to a special genetic drug under development at Osborn.
They had come to confiscate all remaining regenerators and related research data.
Inside Professor Connors' laboratory, intelligence agents were packing up all his research materials.
Professor Connors could only watch helplessly, his face filled with resignation.
"I'm sorry, Professor Connors. These are orders from above,"Captain George Stacy said sympathetically.
"It's alright, Captain Stacy. If I hadn't coveted that man's perfect genes in an attempt to perfect the regeneration serum, none of this would have happened."
"All the drugs I developed are here. I only ask that you safeguard them properly."
He handed George a plain shoulder bag, paused, then continued:
"Or—take my advice. If possible, destroy them along with the data. I fear that some people, like myself, cannot resist the temptation of immortality."
Regret surfaced on Connors' face. Back then, blinded by profit and temptation, he had never realized Banner's true intent.
"It seems my arm will never regenerate."
Looking at his empty right sleeve, Connors felt strangely relieved.
"Professor, I'm sorry. You may temporarily lose your freedom, but it's a necessary precaution."
"I understand. I have nothing left to lose anyway…"
Connors had devoted his entire life to regenerative research. Nothing mattered more now.
Two officers approached to escort him away.
"Oh—Captain Stacy," Connors suddenly added,"Please tell your daughter that Gwen is the finest student I've ever taught. I regret that I can no longer serve as her internship mentor."
As he turned to leave, he paused once more.
"However, I know a professor named Otto Octavius. If Gwen is interested, she can visit him and mention my recommendation."
With that, Connors followed the officers out, leaving behind the laboratory he had dedicated his life to.
"Professor Otto?"George murmured, pulling out a vial of glowing green regeneration serum from the bag and examining it carefully.
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Meanwhile, on the African continent—Wakanda.
The Dora Milaje had surrounded a man clad in black armor, wearing a panther-like mask.
The warriors brandished vibranium spears, their presence fiercer than any ordinary human.
"Move!"Captain Okoye commanded.
Without hesitation, the guards charged.
In the next instant, the black-armored figure exploded into motion, moving with cheetah-like speed, weaving through the formation and evading every strike.
During the exchange, he even used his razor-sharp claws to knock down several royal guards.
Yet the Wakandan royal guard was not to be underestimated.
After sacrificing several members, they formed a tight encirclement, locking him into a special formation that left no room for escape.
"Ha!"
The man in the Black Panther suit roared.
A glowing ring suddenly appeared across the surface of his armor.
The next second, a powerful shockwave burst outward, visible to the naked eye.
The impact shattered the formation, blasting away even their vibranium spears.
The Black Panther caught a falling spear mid-air and appeared instantly before the fallen Okoye, the spear aimed at her throat.
Then—
He lowered the weapon and extended his right hand to her.