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Chapter 84 The War of the Good People (1)

Accompanied by a noisy sound and flash, Stark stood in front of the interview table in a suit and tie. As soon as he stood still, more than a dozen microphones immediately reached over. He reached out and pressed down, indicating that they were not impatient.

"Hello, Mr. Stark, I am Bullock, the special correspondent of Global Daily. How do you view the doubts and accusations you suffered from termination of medical cooperation with the military and thus disregarding your life?"

"You have to figure out a problem." Stark pointed at the male reporter with his finger.

"I don't want to shut down cooperation. Besides, with your brain with small capacity, I'm afraid I can't understand the difference between industrial medical device technology and ordinary medical technology used in hospitals..."

Although Stark looks pretty good, his heavy dark circles betray the fact that he hasn't had a good sleep recently.

Pepper is very busy. She relies on her to operate smoothly, the giant Stark Group, who has relied on her. Since Stark turned against the military, he has faced various pressures from the outside world.

Just like this press conference, Stark glanced down and knew that at least half of the people here had collected military money. They would raise all kinds of tricky questions like the reporter named Brock just now, trying to throw all the blame on him.

The reporter also said: "Stark Industrial Group is obviously not as enthusiastic as Osborne Group in the research and development of medical technology. Does this mean that you are not as concerned about the development of human medicine as the leaders of Osborne Group, or that you actually do not have the sympathy to pay attention to those patients who are troubled by diseases?"

Stark glanced at his work permit, and it seemed that this man named Eddie Brock was just here to find fault.

"I don't want to get involved with you on this issue. You'd better ask the Army General about the closure of medical technology cooperation projects."

"So what about the weapons of Stark Industrial Group? After these weapons were used in war, you refused to develop more medical technology to save the soldiers who were injured on the battlefield. Does this mean that Stark Industrial Group is actually only concerned about making profits from the war, and is a thief who ignores the casualties of civilians?"

The reporter named Brock spoke very fast, and a long passage was spoken from his mouth like a machine gun, every angle and every problem hit the nail on the head. Stark thought that if there was no script given to him by the military, he would be really a genius reporter.

When a person wants to find fault with you, no matter what you do, he will definitely be criticized in all aspects.

The next day, there were overwhelming negative reports about Stark in major newspapers in New York, among which the most criticism of Global Times gold medal reporter Brock.

Stark knew that the military was constantly putting pressure on him to make him bow his head, but he knew that he had to withstand this pressure, otherwise Pepper would be in isolation.

This period of time made him think a lot, about love, friendship, and family.

Iron Man does not retreat, but it is not only for his lofty ideals, but also for all the people he loves.

The military's public opinion war is very useful. They not only suppress the reputation of Stark Group, but also hold Osborne Group. Osborne Group is originally good at biotechnology and medical technology. In contrast, Stark Group is more skilled in military industry.

This has also become a reason for the media to crack down on the reputation of Stark Group. They portray Stark Group as an evil organization that disregards human nature and criticizes it as a human cancer, as if the world will be completely peaceful without Stark Group.

It would be impossible to say that these overwhelming negative reports have no impact on Stark. If these reports are really like gossip and are all storming, then he might not have been under such great pressure.

The problem is that Stark himself knows that the weapons he sold have hurt many people, and not all these media said are wrong. Stark Group originally made its fortune through war.

Stark, who had just come out of that extreme negative emotion, fell into depression again.

On the other side, during Peter's sewer exploration journey, he once again discovered traces of people moving in the sewer.

Since he discovered the clue last time, Peter has been paying attention and will take a closer look when he walked through every maintenance point. Then he found that this sewer monster had lived in more than just that stronghold. He seemed to be running around in the sewer every day, and the five or six maintenance points in the same block had traces of his life.

Following these traces, Peter began to get closer and closer to the truth. He guessed that this weirdo must have a real stronghold at some intersection of these traces of activity.

As the sewer map became more and more perfect, Peter finally found the possible intersection, which was near a reservoir in the sewer. The four paths extended there corresponded to four blocks with traces of activity. The weirdo may have built a stronghold there and then established temporary strongholds in several other blocks.

This is not surprising. Not everyone has the physical strength of Spider-Man, and can run half of the sewer in the city in one day.

The sewer is very large and the road is long. There is no manhole cover near the reservoir that can lead to the ground. He must establish a rest point between the manhole cover and the reservoir, otherwise he will not be able to walk such a long distance even if he is exhausted.

Peter also keenly discovered this, which shows that this weird guy who was operating in the sewer is probably just an ordinary person. He cannot walk several kilometers in such a humid and dark sewer, so he needs to build multiple lounges in the well-connected sewer.

This gave Peter confidence, because as long as the opposite side was an ordinary person and caught him off guard, he would definitely be able to catch him.

One night, Peter touched the reservoir's stronghold. He knew that the weird guy would definitely not be here at this time, so he pried open the door of the maintenance station near the reservoir.

When Peter entered the maintenance station, he was surprised. There were bottles and jars, as well as many somewhat simple equipment.

Peter picked up one of the bottles and looked at them. He found that there seemed to be tissue samples of some organisms. He thought, who is this person? How could he run here to conduct an experiment?

He walked over the messy boxes on the ground and walked in, which was even more amazing. There were many biological specimens inside, which looked particularly terrifying in the sinister lights.

It's like a crazy geek's base.

This person was very cautious. Apart from the materials used in the experiment, no data or text were left behind. Peter walked around and found no relevant identity information.

A mad scientist who was conducting biological experiments in New York sewers? Peter gradually outlined an evil image in his mind.

He can't continue like this. Peter thought that although there are not many people coming to New York's sewers, this is also the lifeblood of New York. Once someone dumps some dangerous experimental waste in, the whole of New York may be in danger.

Thinking of this, Peter walked to the door, took down the waste card boxes piled up on high and still dry at the door, then tore the paper shells apart, lit a fire, and planned to completely burn the stronghold.

Although the sewer was very wet, the maintenance station was still dry. When the fire lit it, it quickly burned the whole house full of black smoke. Peter closed the door of the maintenance station and watched the fire engulf all the experimental equipment inside.

He breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he discovered it early, and it would be too late if this crazy scientist really developed some poison or gas.

Peter, who came out of the sewer, was still a little worried. He felt that although he had destroyed a stronghold, the crazy scientist might have other strongholds. He had to seize the time to keep an eye on it these days, and it would be best to catch him.

In the next few days, Peter interned at the Stark Group during the day and frequently entered and exited the sewer at night. Since the stronghold was destroyed, traces of life in the sewer seemed to have disappeared.

It seems that the crazy monster gave up.

Peter felt relieved. His internship was not going well recently. He found that Mr. Stark seemed very negative. He didn't even do the experiment. He smoked and drank all day long. Sometimes he was drunk and fell on the floor of the laboratory. Peter had to help him up.

Peter has read the negative reports about Stark, but he doesn't believe a word at all. He thinks it's completely smearing. Iron Man is a superhero. He saved many people, not the devil who is inhuman in the media.

Peter wanted to turn this situation around, but he had no good idea. He had never been very good at this kind of thing, and he didn't even dare to call him to question the reports. So he came to the psychological clinic again. He felt that Dr. Schiller must have a way to turn public opinion.

Schiller has been busy finding food for symbiosis recently.

When Peter came to the psychological clinic, Schiller was bandaging Pikachu with a bandage. While he was cooking, Pikachu was jumping around the kitchen table. His tail fell into the pot and was scalded with a large tuft of hair. At this time, he was lying pitifully on the table and asked Schiller to treat him.

Peter said, "Hey! Have you disturbed? Then I can come back tomorrow..."

"It's okay, come in, I have nothing to do now."

Peter walked in and rubbed Pikachu's face hard. Pikachu wrinkled his nose and tried to avoid it, but his tail was still held in his hand by Schiller. He jumped to the side, his tail was grabbed hard, and fell on the table again, and he also knocked over a bunch of cups.

"Be honest," Schiller said, "or your tail will be bald forever."

Peter sat on the chair next to him and said, "Doctor, have you read those reports recently? Those reporters are really nonsense. Some people swear that he saw Mr. Stark sell his weapons to those terrorists, and even the scenes of their negotiations were described vividly..."

"This is the reporter's special ability. If you don't have this ability, you don't have to stay in the New York reporter circle."

"But they are completely spreading rumors!" Peter lashed the table angrily and said, "Mr. Stark is not that kind of person!"

"Is that true? If that is really a complete spread of rumors, Stark's current attitude should be the same as you. If you feel extremely angry about your friend being spread, then the person involved will only be even more angry when he is spread of rumors."

"Then..." Peter was choked because what Schiller said made sense. When Thompson made up some stories and rumored him in school, he was almost furious, but why wasn't Mr. Stark angry? He didn't stand up and try to refute them?

You know, even though he was a little unspeakable, he still tried very hard to explain the rumors to the people around him.

"Why are you so sure that what you believe is right?" Schiller asked him.

"Because I...but I know Stark is not that way!"

"Maybe you only see one side of him?"

"But..." Peter clenched his fists and said, "Doctor, isn't Mr. Stark also your friend? Do you think he is really the kind of person written in the reports?"

Schiller shook his head and said, "The Stark in my eyes is very likely completely different from the Stark in your eyes, just like there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people."

"The view of one thing always changes due to different positions. Bad people are optimistic about people who are good people, while bad people are good people who are good people who are good people."

Peter hammered the palm of his other hand with his fist and said, "I believe that those reporters and Osborne Group must be bad people who think bad people are good people. Because they are all birds of feathers, they praise each other. When those reporters see Mr. Stark, they must be bad people who don't like good people..."

“How do you think good people and bad people are defined?”

Uh… Those who do good things are good people, and those who do bad things are bad people?”

"How do you define good things and bad things?"

"At least... at least it must be in line with the facts, not spread rumors, nor violate the laws and regulations... and morality must also follow the moral bottom line. Is this a good thing?"

"Do you think you're waving around New York all day and not violating traffic safety laws?"

"But I'm doing it for... OK, I think my starting point is good, and the goal achieved is also good. I've saved people, right? In fact, it's nothing to violate a little bit of regulations..."

Schiller shook his head and said, "One day you have to understand that there are no perfect good people in this world, nor are there completely bad people. This world is full of bad things that are good and bad, and also full of good things that are bad in the starting point and the result."

Peter scratched his head and said, "I think it's like talking about tongue twisters."

"If you always observe the world in a simple black or white way of thinking, sooner or later you will find that these black and white are mixed into a hazy gray."

"But good things are good things, bad things are bad things. I just want to help more people and do more good things," Peter said.

When he left Schiller, Peter's head was a little dizzy. He was a little dizzy by Schiller's metaphor for something good or bad. Peter's idea was very simple. He was a good person, so he had to do good things and prevent bad people from doing bad things.

What exactly doesn't make sense? Isn't this a very simple truth?

Peter shook his head. He felt that he was right. And if everyone thought like him, the world would definitely get much better. The reason for so many crimes is that those bad people are unwilling to give up doing bad things. If everyone is a good person, wouldn’t the world never have any crimes again?

After walking all the way and thinking about it all the way, Peter glanced at his watch and found that it was still early and he had asked for leave from the internship team leader. When he got home now, his uncle and aunt must not be at home either.

Peter thought about it and planned to continue his superhero career.

After finding the nearest manhole cover, Peter drilled it down. He felt that to be on the safe side, he should patrol the sewer more often to prevent the possible dangerous behavior of the Frankenstein.

However, as soon as he entered the sewer today, Peter felt a creepy feeling. This feeling had not reached the level of spider sensing, but it still made him feel a little cold on his back.

As a last resort, he opened his backpack, put on his spider suit, then hid his backpack in a corner, and began to walk deep into the sewer as Spider-Man.

The ubiquitous sense of crisis made Spider-Man not run as fast as before, but walked quickly. Just as he got closer and closer to the central reservoir of this urban area, the spider sensing began to sound slightly. He was a little panicked, but he couldn't find the source of panic.

After walking for a while, suddenly, he heard a subtle "hiss" sound in front of him, accompanied by the friction like metal slashing across the stone.

The spider sense suddenly moved, and Spider-Man quickly rolled to the other side, dodging a piece of stone slab thrown at him.

As the stone chips splashed, Peter looked up and saw a huge figure appear at the end of the dark sewer.

It was a giant that was at least four or five meters high. When he got closer, Peter saw it clearly with the faint lights of the sewer. It was a lizard walking upright, a huge lizard man that was so tall that he almost occupied the entire sewer space.

Spider-Man swallowed, and he found that his small body was so thin and small compared to this lizardman.

But obviously, the monster had discovered him. Peter quickly began to flee along the wall. The huge lizard man chased him closely behind. Every time he took a step, the ground of the sewer trembled.

The Lizardman roared violently, grabbed various stone slabs and threw them at Spider-Man. Spider-Man was faster than him, but not much faster. More importantly, those stone slabs made him dodge left and right, seriously slowing down his speed.

In the sewer, spider silk is not very useful. Peter can only rely on his legs to run. The creatures on the ground with both feet have one weakness, that is, once the center of gravity shifts, they will easily fall.

In order to avoid a stone slab, Peter turned to the right, but then he was scraped down from the left by a stone fragment. Once his center of gravity was unstable, he immediately rolled on the ground. The huge lizardman grabbed his legs and threw him out.

Peter was thrown to the wall of the sewer. He coughed twice desperately, feeling a fishy and sweet smell in his throat.
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