46 Chapter 46
Harry's attack came suddenly, and he had planned it meticulously. Even his own balance was sacrificed in the process.
As he threw the pumpkin bomb, he found himself sitting heavily on the ground, unsteady from the force of the throw.
But Harry paid no attention to that. His eyes were fixed on Dr. Octopus's direction.
Dr. Octopus didn't react in time, as expected of an ordinary person.
But it didn't matter, as his mechanical tentacle's ai was there.
Tentacle ai: I gotchu buddy.
Without even turning his head, Dr. Octopus' mechanical tentacles was automatically triggered. With a light pat, it sent the flying pumpkin bomb back.
Since it was Harry's first encounter with a pumpkin bomb, he was unaware of its several seconds of delay before detonation.
And that caused this result.
Whoosh—
The pumpkin bomb was sent back behind Harry and landed on an expensive wooden table placed against the wall.
In the next moment, a bright light flashed.
Boom!
The pumpkin bomb exploded.
Although the pumpkin bomb appeared small, it was filled with a considerable amount of explosives, even more powerful than the high-explosive grenades used in the military.
Harry's posture at that moment was such that his head was directed towards the table.
The explosion engulfed his upper body.
"AHHHHHHH—"
Harry let out a miserable cry.
Mary Jane was shocked, but she hesitated to approach the explosion site.
Dr. Octopus acted again, using one of his mechanical tentacles to grab Harry's leg and pulling him out of the blast zone.
However, Harry still took the brunt of the explosion's force.
His neatly arranged hair was mostly burned off, and the skin on most of his face, from his forehead down, was charred, making him look terrifying and horrifying.
Dr. Octopus lifted him upside down and, looking at his pitiful state, just sneered. He casually tossed the container with the tritium up and down: "Deal completed, pleasant cooperation."
Saying that, he dropped Harry to the ground.
"If you want to save him, call an ambulance quickly." Dr. Octopus said to Mary Jane before leaving through the balcony.
It was only after this devil-like figure left that Mary Jane trembled and stood up. She walked over to Harry's side. "Harry, Harry, are you okay?"
Harry was severely injured from the close-range explosion of the pumpkin bomb, and it was not just superficial damage.
He felt his head was heavy and cloudy.
"I have always been in your heart, Harry!"
"Now, it's time for you to make an appearance!"
"For my revenge, revenge!"
"Harry!"
.
The demonic whispers echoed in Harry's mind over and over again.
"Harry!"
Harry struggled to open his eyes, and his eyelids stung from the burns caused by the close-range explosion.
Through the hazy light, he saw Mary Jane anxiously looking at him beside him.
"Harry, you finally woke up. How do you feel?" Mary Jane asked anxiously, "Should I call for emergency help?"
"No," Harry tried to speak, but he found that his throat was in no better condition than his eyes; it also had a burning sensation.
Mary Jane quickly brought a glass from the table, poured out the red wine in it, and filled it with some warm water before handing it to Harry.
Harry didn't hesitate and took a sip, feeling his throat getting a bit better.
"MJ, you should go back first. I'm fine," Harry said hoarsely.
"Are you really okay?" Mary Jane was deeply concerned about Harry's current condition.
Harry just shook his head. If Mary Jane wasn't his goddess and ex-girlfriend, he wouldn't even want to say these few words.
He had only one thing on his mind right now!
With Harry's insistence, Mary Jane had to leave the place.
After she left, Harry dragged his exhausted body and walked step by step into the secret room.
Then, he opened the hidden compartment and took out the tube of translucent green substance.
—-—
"Your place is quite unconventional, huh."
After Mark and Spider Toby got off the train tracks, they found a place to change out of their disguises and then returned to the latter's place.
Looking at the room, which was no more than ten square meters and looked messy, Mark almost took half a day to come up with such a sentence.
Although he had already glimpsed Toby Spider's difficult life through the movies, seeing it in person was a different matter.
Toby Spider's face turned slightly red, feeling a bit embarrassed. He hadn't noticed it before, but now that he was being pointed out by Mark, who also had the identity of Spider-Man, he felt a bit self-conscious. After all, he was indeed in a rather difficult situation.
"Um, well..." Toby Spider scratched his head and stammered for a while.
Mark chuckled, "You better fix your clothes quickly. Once you're done, we can go find Doctor Octopus and get back your MJ."
"MJ!" Toby Spider's embarrassment disappeared immediately when Mary Jane was mentioned.
He nodded solemnly and entered the small bathroom. He quickly took off his tattered clothes.
After a while, he came out again and sat on a chair, starting to mend his suit.
For Mark, it was the first time he witnessed Spider-Man repairing his own suit firsthand, and naturally, he found it fascinating.
Toby Spider didn't have the high-tech gadgets like the Peter Parker from the 1610(Ultimate) universe, so the scene of him fixing his suit was eye-opening for Mark.
Toby Spider took a glass, placed his hand on the mouth of the glass, and strands of white sticky fluid flowed out from his hand.
"Is this your spider silk?" Although Mark already knew the answer, he couldn't help but ask.
Toby Spider nodded.
Perhaps Mary Jane's safety stimulated him, but now he was very serious, focusing on the slowly increasing white sticky fluid in the glass, looking completely absorbed.
After squeezing out more than half of the glass, he sighed slightly, wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and picked up a stick from the table. While stirring, he said, "These spider silks are produced from our bodies and have a tensile strength of up to 3.12×10^10 Pa, which is 240 times stronger than human bones and 45 times stronger than high-strength alloy steel. Moreover, they have high elasticity, toughness, water absorption, and are lightweight. They are perfect for making a suit."
As he spoke, Toby Spider leaned closer to the glass, continuing to stir and carefully observing it, as if studying its state.
"The only regret is that it's biodegradable. The spider webs and silk we normally shoot will naturally decompose and disappear in the air after a few hours. So, to turn it into a suit and extend the degradation time, we need to give it some Peter-style processing."
Toby Spider was full of pride when he mentioned this.
It was his own ingenious invention!
And he believed that Spider-Man, like Mark, who used high-tech suits, wouldn't possess this kind of technology that combined cost-effectiveness and practicality!
He finally scored a point, and it wasn't easy!
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A/N: Leave some stones before you leave, please?
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