I am Peter Parker, but not The Spiderman

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"Um... Mr. Stan Lee, I came here today to buy this warehouse. I wonder if you can give me some discount?"

Peter originally planned to come here to bargain down the price of the warehouse, but he didn't expect that the owner of this warehouse was Stan Lee.

This made Peter too embarrassed to ask for a price reduction, so he could only ask tentatively.

After all, Spider-Man is Mr. Stan Lee's favorite son. Although he is not the original Peter Parker, he is at least half a son.

"Haha, Peter, I understand what you mean. I also know that you are not the original Peter, and I don't care about this. Every universe has its own different development. I am just an observer and will not interfere with the progress of the universe."

Seeing Peter hesitant to speak, Mr. Stan Lee laughed and revealed Peter's true identity at a glance.

Peter was not surprised that Mr. Stan Lee knew his identity.

After all, every observer has the power of the multiverse, and Stan Lee's strength among the observers must be stronger. 

Mr. Stan Lee walked up to Peter, reached out and touched Peter's head.

"Peter I won't charge you for this warehouse. I will just give it to you. I hope you can make good use of it. We'll meet again in the future if we are meant to."

As soon as Stan Lee finished speaking, he placed his hand on Peter's palm, and then the figure of Mr. Stan Lee gradually disappeared from Peter's sight.

After Mr. Stan Lee disappeared, a stack of real estate information of the warehouse appeared in Peter's hand.

Looking at the stack of information in his hand, Peter immediately flipped through it and was surprised to find that his name was written on all the information. Peter also asked YUe to check it online and found that the warehouse was also under his name in the official data.

Peter didn't expect that Mr. Stan Lee would be so generous and directly give this warehouse to him.

It seems that no matter what, Peter Parker is Mr. Stan Lee's favorite child. Peter can only shout: "Dad" is generous!

Besides, it is really good to get something for free, just like when I used to watch videos, I didn't like to like or vote, but when I read novels, I would still vote.

After calming down his excitement about getting something for free, Peter walked into the warehouse.

Since this was originally a supermarket's storage warehouse, apart from the most basic lighting and ventilation equipment, the entire warehouse is empty without even the most basic tables, chairs and benches.

Peter took out his cell phone and soon wrote down the purchase list on the memo, and gave it to Yue to do the shopping.

"Yue, I'll trouble you with these things. If you encounter any difficulties, please inform me in time."

{Okay, Master}

As soon as Yue finished speaking, Peter's phone suddenly vibrated, and then a piece of news automatically popped up.

"Osborne Group was attacked by Lizardmen, and the losses and casualties are currently being counted"

Looking at the news headline, Peter roughly knew what the situation was. If he didn't find Dr. Connors quickly, more lizard people would appear.

Because Dr. Connors attacked the Osborn Group mainly for the research equipment and revenge. With those research equipment, Dr. Connors could make more lizard potions in the sewers.

So that everyone could reach the same level of "evolution" as him and abandon the fragile human body.

"Yue, please inform me as soon as you find any trace of Dr. Connors in the sewers."

"Yes, Master."

After giving the order, Peter went to the street to buy the materials needed for the honeycomb drone he made last night.

Because the number of more than one hundred honeycomb drones was still too few for Peter, he planned to make more honeycomb drones during the weekend, at least to make the number exceed four digits.

By the way, he still want to give the honeycomb drone a little upgrade, add the functions of self-destruction and electric shock.

With its mosquito-sized size, the honeycomb drone is simply the best choice for sneak attacks and assistance.

So Peter spent both days of the weekend in his room making the Honeycomb Drone 2.0 version.

He did not leave the room except for eating, drinking, defecating and urinating. This made Uncle Ben and Aunt May a little worried that something had happened to Peter. Otherwise, why would he stay in the room all weekend and not come out?

Even when Gwen came to ask him to go out and play, he said he didn't have time.

Fortunately, Peter took out a honeycomb drone from behind and told Uncle Ben and Aunt May that he was doing his homework in the room, which made Uncle Ben and Aunt May feel relieved.

In the last two days, Peter made a total of one thousand version of 2.0s. Due to insufficient materials, he also made two hundred version of 1.0s. In the end, the total number of honeycomb drones successfully exceeded four digits.

The efficiency of more than a thousand honeycomb drones is far beyond what the previous one hundred or so could achieve.

Although the sewers of New York City are intricate and complicated, under the operation of Yue, the progress of exploring the sewers has been much faster.

It is estimated that it will not take long to find the location of Dr. Connors.

On Monday morning, Peter and Gwen were walking on their way to school. Gwen looked at Peter with curiosity and poked the soft flesh on his waist.

"Peter, what have you been doing in your room over the weekend? Aunt May told me that you were completing your school's handicraft homework, but I don't remember the school assigning any handicraft homework."

Peter opened Gwen's hand that was playing tricks on his waist, hid some things that could not be said, told Gwen everything that could be said, and took out a pseudo 2.0 version of the honeycomb drone that he had made for Gwen on the weekend.

Peter simply changed this honeycomb drone from artificial intelligence control to manual control, and everything else is the same as Peter's 2.0 version of the honeycomb drone.

"I stayed in my room all weekend just to make this thing, and in the end I only succeeded with this one. This drone is for you as a gift."

Gwen looked at the mosquito-sized drone in her hand and held it carefully, fearing that she would crush the drone Peter gave her if she used too much force.

"Peter, are you kidding me? How can it be a drone if it's so small? This must be a model of a drone."

It's no wonder Gwen didn't believe Peter's words. With current technology, it is impossible to manufacture such a small drone.

Neither the battery nor the chip can support such a small production.

Seeing that Gwen didn't believe him, Peter took out his mobile phone and opened the simple software he had made last night to control the drone in Gwen's hand.

Gwen was surprised to see that the drone in her hand could actually fly. She looked at Peter in shock.

She found that she couldn't understand her childhood sweetheart. He could actually create such advanced technology that was far ahead of its time.