Marvel: Spider-Man? No, I’m the Superman legency!

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At this moment, Doctor Otto held the Arc Reactor, feeling both the thrill of a lifelong dream coming true and a sting of regret that it wasn't his own handiwork.

"Can you tell me—who created this?"

Otto was eager to know who had finally accomplished what he himself had struggled to achieve all his life.

"It was Tony Stark."

"What? That playboy?"

Doctor Otto's eyes widened in surprise. Of course, he knew the famous Tony Stark.

"Well, if that's the case, he really might be a genius beyond Einstein."

Though he despised Stark's playboy lifestyle and arms dealing, Otto couldn't help but admire his brilliant mind.

"With such a convenient clean energy source already available, why did you bring me here?"

Otto was puzzled. The Arc Reactor in front of him might produce less energy than his own research, but it was incredibly easy to use and perfectly clean, with no worries about radiation leaks.

It was basically humanity's ideal portable clean energy source.

"Dr. Otto, don't be so self-deprecating. I brought you here because I value your research."

"Although the Arc Reactor is convenient and clean, it has a fatal flaw…"

"Actually, never mind — that's not really your problem."

"Right now, what we need to focus on is how to truly make your experiment succeed."

In short, what Peter needed wasn't a convenient, clean Arc Reactor — he needed something like an artificial sun, a star on Earth.

"So, in your previous experiments, you already considered every possible cause of failure: radiation, harmful rays, energy leakage, even potential gravitational effects?"

"But in the end, it still failed?"

As Doctor Otto explained his theory and process, the gathered genius scientists quickly understood everything.

"So, the failure was probably due to the outer protective materials not being strong enough,"

Reed was the first to suggest the likely cause of failure.

"Exactly. From my perspective, it's the materials."

Otto looked at Reed with surprise—he didn't expect this relatively unknown guy to be so smart.

"Even though it's just a small artificial sun, the intense heat and radiation it emits can't be handled by ordinary materials, not to mention the strong gravitational effects it could cause."

"Unless someone develops a superconductor material that's tough enough and can still function normally under extreme high temperatures, this artificial sun experiment is uncontrollable."

Helen Zhao, a Korean female scientist present, shared her opinion.

"Room-temperature superconductors have troubled humanity for decades, let alone one that can operate normally in such a harsh environment. That's practically impossible."

Everyone there knew this was nearly an unsolvable scientific challenge.

"Was my experimental theory just a failed idea from the start?"

At this moment, even Doctor Otto doubted if his lifelong experiment was flawed from the beginning.

"No, Dr. Otto. You're a true genius. Your theory isn't wrong — it's just that human materials science hasn't advanced enough to make your experiment possible."

No one present belittled Otto's ideas or theories.

"It's just that unless we can find a special material that's hard enough and completely blocks heat transmission, maybe there's still a chance…"

"You mean Vibranium?"

Someone slowly named the material that fit those conditions.

"Vibranium could work, but unfortunately, all the Vibranium in the world probably isn't enough to complete this experiment…"

"Yeah, Vibranium is just too rare."

Someone let out a sigh, clearly impressed by how rare this material was.

"But actually, I know a place that has a huge supply of vibranium."

"What?! Are you serious, Mr. Superman?"

At that moment, the most excited person in the room was definitely Dr. Otto.

But instead of answering Otto, Peter slowly turned to someone who had been silent the whole time.

"Isn't that right, Princess Shuri of Wakanda?"

"What? Wakanda has tons of vibranium? That's impossible!"

Hearing something like that was like having your neighbor casually tell you they'd figured out nuclear fusion—completely unbelievable.

A few days ago, on the far side of the Moon—a place almost untouched by human presence.

A small spaceship suddenly appeared, slowly descending onto the lunar surface.

"Coordinates are correct."

"But are we really going to find a high-tech civilization here?"

Looking out at the barren landscape—just dust and rocks everywhere—it was hard for T'Challa, dressed in his special vibranium suit, not to question what his father had told him.

"But… my father has never lied to me!"

In the end, T'Challa chose to believe in his father's words.

He reached into his suit and slowly pulled out a glowing, diamond-shaped crystal. "Hope this thing actually works…"

The moment he took it out, the crystal started floating—like it was being drawn by some invisible force.

"What the…? What's going on?"

Staring at the floating crystal, T'Challa's eyes were full of shock.

Suddenly, a shadowy figure appeared in front of him, grabbing the crystal right out of the air.

"You're from Earth?"

The figure had a strange look, with pale green skin. He eyed the clearly on-guard T'Challa and asked calmly.

"Yeah… I'm from Wakanda. My father is King T'Chaka. He sent me here… to find a city."

T'Challa was still wary but introduced himself politely.

"Wakanda? Wow… it's been a long time since a human came here from Earth."

"But… since you've brought the token…"

The green-skinned figure looked intrigued. After scanning T'Challa up and down, he slowly spread his arms open.

"Then welcome… to Attilan!"

As he made the gesture, the empty lunar scenery behind him began to shift.

The space in front of T'Challa warped, like the protective barrier around Wakanda slowly peeling away.

A moment later, to T'Challa's astonishment, a giant stone gate appeared in front of him.

Through the gate, he could see an enormous city hidden behind it.

"So this… is the Attilan my father spoke of?"

The massive city had a kind of ancient vibe, like it was built entirely from stone.

At that moment, T'Challa finally realized—his father had been telling the truth all along.

"….."