Ten minutes later.
Having obtained the exact address, Peter slowly walked out from a sea of flames.
He kept his word and did not kill the leader of that terrorist organization.
He merely broke the man's limbs and threw him into the dungeon.
Afterward, he conveniently tore down the iron bars of the dungeon and gave all those pointed bars to the Islamic girls inside to use as "crutches."
As for what happened next... that was none of Peter's business~
...Stepping onto the flying skateboard once again, Peter followed the direction pointed out by the terrorist leader and successfully arrived at the Ten Rings Gang's lair in Afghanistan before dawn.
Relying on the X-ray vision of the Byakugan, he quickly located a crude laboratory inside a cave.
In the laboratory, a middle-aged man with a flashy mustache and an "LED light" embedded in his chest was swinging a hammer, sweating profusely as he struck metal plates scattered across the floor.
Beside him, a bald man with glasses was diligently helping out as an assistant.
These two were, naturally, Tony Stark and Dr. Ethan.
The metal plates laid out before them were the surface armor for the mark i.
Looking at the focused Tony, and then at the mark i that had clearly only just begun construction,
Peter turned and left without any hesitation.
Rescuing Tony now would only net him, at most, a "billionaire's favor" plus a verbal promise from S.H.I.E.L.D.
To him, that was a complete losing deal.
Only by "happening" to pass by when Tony finished building the suit would he maximize his profits.
As for Tony's safety?
The guy had protagonist armor; he wouldn't die that easily.
According to Marvel settings, if Tony, as one of the anchors, died before becoming Iron Man, the entire Universe might collapse on the spot!
Thinking this way, Peter simply rode his flying skateboard to a nearby urban area.
He found a random mall, bought a phone with video recording capabilities, and some simple components.
Peter returned to the desert and got busy for a while, taking out one of Herman's super button batteries from the flying skateboard to use as a power source.
Before long, a simple "Spider Drone" with four spider legs, only slightly larger than a button, was finished.
Operating the Spider Drone to infiltrate the cave and using the Byakugan to bypass patrol teams, Peter soon had the drone crawl into the laboratory where Tony was.
With the Spider Drone responsible for monitoring Tony's "work progress," Peter left Afghanistan directly and flew to Dubai to enjoy the luxury and decadence of the city of gold.
Since he could swipe Nick Fury's black card on this trip, why should he eat sand in Afghanistan?
Wasn't it better to eat, drink, and have fun at the Burj Al Arab while remotely monitoring Tony's sweat-drenched labor?
While enjoying life, Peter didn't forget to milk the situation for all it was worth.
After playing a game of beach volleyball with swimsuit-clad beauties in Dubai and soundly defeating them, Peter took a moment to call Harry.
"Harry, it's me."
"Peter? Aren't you in Saudi Arabia for an exchange? How do you have time to call me?" Harry's slightly surprised voice came from the other end.
"That's not important. What's important is that I have a great opportunity to make big money."
Peter opened his mouth to accept a grape fed to him by a little fan-girl and spoke indistinctly:
"How much capital is left in your personal and company accounts?"
Harry did a quick calculation and replied:
"About fifty million or so?"
"OK, put all that money into the stock market and buy Stark Industries stock in bulk."
"What?!"
Hearing this, Harry felt his vision go dark, and his voice rose an octave:
"Stark Industries?! Peter, haven't you seen the news?
Tony Stark is missing, and his status is unknown! Stark Industries' stock price has hit the downward limit for several days in a row. Buying stock now is like throwing money into the water!"
While Harry was immersed in complaining about Peter's unreliability, Norman's voice suddenly came from beside him:
"Harry, listen to Peter. Also, I'll personally give you another ten million in pocket money. Use that money to buy Stark Industries stock as well."
Harry didn't know Peter's true identity, but Norman knew it perfectly well.
He had guessed as soon as he heard Peter was going to Saudi Arabia on a "publicly funded exchange" that it must be related to Tony Stark.
Now, hearing Peter's certain tone, Norman, who had spent years in the business world, could naturally guess what kind of plan Peter was hatching.
If it weren't for the fact that using Oscorp's funds to buy stock on a large scale would easily arouse suspicion, he would have wanted to take a big bite out of it himself.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
In a while, when Peter returned with Tony like a king, the value of these stocks would at least increase seven or eightfold!
Harry looked at his old man in disbelief and couldn't help but think secretly to himself:
Should I one day take my old man's and Peter's hair to do a paternity test?
"Fine then!"
After a long silence, Harry finally gave up on the idea of being hung up and whipped by his old man, and spoke absent-mindedly:
"I'll send someone to handle it right away!"
After hanging up, Peter took another pleasant sip of iced Coke.
Now, another few hundred million dollars would be coming in.
With this money, "Parker Tech" could directly break free from its dependence on Oscorp and establish its own production lines and supply chains.
And he himself could use this opportunity to openly improve the lives of Uncle Ben and Aunt May.
He had long been fed up with watching the old couple worry every day over bills for a few hundred dollars.
In the coming days, the old couple would only need to enjoy their retirement... While Peter was enjoying life and strategically planning for the future in a foreign land,
Queens, New York.
Gwen, dressed in her suit, was absent-mindedly dealing with masked robbers who had hijacked a transport vehicle carrying radioactive materials.
The first day Peter was away from New York, she missed him~
In a moment of distraction, the glass containers sealing the radioactive materials were about to fall and shatter on the ground.
Gwen snapped out of it, quickly regained her focus, and after swiftly subduing the robbers, hurriedly secured the glass containers.
In the process, she didn't forget to save a Black engineer from Oscorp.
"Oh, you're... Ghost-Spider?!"
The Black engineer, who was almost hit by a car, was still shaken, but then looked at Gwen with an incredibly excited expression:
"Do you know, I'm your biggest fan!"
"Uh, I can see that, Mr. Max Dillon." Glancing at the screen saver on his phone and then at his chest badge, Gwen responded absent-mindedly.
"You actually know a nobody like me?" Max's voice was trembling with excitement.
Gwen keenly sensed his low self-esteem, so after thoughtfully helping him adjust his crooked glasses, she patted his shoulder and encouraged him:
"Hey, listen, you're not a nobody. Everyone is the protagonist of their own life. Also, you can be my eyes and ears in New York, helping me fight crime."
After encouraging Max, she swung away on her webs under his admiring gaze, disappearing stylishly and quickly.
As she passed a newsstand, her eyes caught today's Daily Bugle:
"Today's Brief: Robber William Baker mysteriously disappeared after escaping from Ryker's Island Prison..."