In Stark Building, a data cable was plugged into the device terminal, and Peter was fiddling with a computer. Jarvis said: "The data transmission has been completed, 3%, 2%, 1%...."

The computer screen on Peter's side lit up, and Peter said, "Received it! Let me see... Oh my God, what is this????"

Countless data and data appeared in front of Peter's eyes, and he said in disbelief: "What is this? This seems to be a file of some soldiers... Lawrence, 35 years old, lost his arms, experimental personnel No. 3022..."

"Someone is doing experiments with these retired disabled soldiers... Oh my god... wait, what is this?"

“Desperate plan?”

Peter began to typing on the keyboard quickly, and the light of the screen kept flashing on his face. Peter kept browsing, and his face began to become worse and worse, and even turned pale.

"Mr. Parker, I have detected a problem with your heart rate. Please stop moving immediately and take a deep breath..."

Peter put down his hands, he staggered back a few steps, then he swallowed and said dryly: "We may have discovered a great secret..."

Then he waved his head left and right, looked around, and Peter said, "Jarvis must make sure that this device cannot be connected to the Internet, protect the data here, I will be back later..."

It could be heard that his voice was trembling and he seemed very nervous, but he still tried hard to arrange everything calmly, and then left the building with his schoolbag.

When Schiller met Peter, he had never seen Spider-Man with such a bad complexion. Although Peter sometimes seemed a little haggard when he stayed up late, his lips almost lost their blood, his body trembled, and he seemed a little uncontrollably.

Before Schiller could speak, Peter said in a singular manner as if he was reciting a line: "Listen, doctor, let me finish it first! I'm afraid I won't remember it later..."

"Just just now, I got all the information about a secret plan from Dr. Connors, but I can't copy them or write them down with something, because that's so scary that once it spreads, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"So now I can only tell you this plan. Its name is the 'Desperate Plan', which is a plan organized and prepared by a series of senior officers led by General Robert, a military officer."

Peter was reciting the materials at the first time he heard it, but because of his extraordinary memory, he recited it very smoothly. He continued: "This is a plan to stimulate the body's super speed recovery function and create a super warrior. Their plan goals are: "Fast healing of wounds, regeneration of broken limbs, lifting muscle restrictions, and turning every soldier into a super warrior without pain and emotion."

"Now, this plan is still in its early stages, but 16 soldiers have undergone experiments. They are all retired soldiers who have lost their limbs or been seriously injured on the battlefield."

"Three of them are Dr. Connors' comrades."

"Dr. Connors has always had connections with the military because of his achievements in biology and bionic technology, but he concealed the computer training he had received from the military, and he stole most of the information on this project in his cooperation with the military..."

"It is because he wants to save these soldiers that Dr. Connors has been constantly studying lizard serum. He has no ability to stop the military from continuing this plan. He only wants to turn these soldiers into sound normal people in advance through his own research results, so that they can avoid participating in this experiment."

"From the research process report of this plan, Dr. Connors is one step late. This group of disabled soldiers has received the first step of injection. Dr. Connors is eager to complete the serum. This is also the reason, but it is because he is too anxious and has not undergone the final safety test that he has become a lizard monster..."

After Peter finished speaking so many words in one breath, Schiller saw that he was unable to stand firmly. He first helped Peter to the sofa and poured him a glass of water. Peter drank a few sips of water before he breathed a sigh of relief. Schiller took out a bracelet to monitor his heart rate and put it on.

Schiller found that Peter's heart rate was indeed a bit wrong, which could make a spider-mutated superhero nervous to the point of heart disorder. Schiller could already imagine what Peter had seen in those materials.

Peter seemed to have been greatly impacted. The data were not all boring experimental data. The large number of pictures in it were human experiments. Simply put, it was some extremely anti-human content.

After drinking the water, Peter couldn't help but retching. Those pictures were much scarier than some of the bleeding and injuries he had seen. He had never seen such a terrible thing in his life.

Seeing Peter running to the bathroom and vomiting, Schiller asked Gray Fog in his mind: "Are you sure there is a symbiosis running to Stark?" At about when?

"I don't know, but that must be a kind of person of mine, and I can recognize them."

Schiller thought for a moment and felt that the symbiont that could possess Stark's body during this period was likely to be Venom.

After a while, Peter came back, his hands still trembled slightly. Peter said: "Doctor, we have to find a way to stop this experiment. If we continue like this, they will destroy the whole world..."

"And, those soldiers are heroes who give everything for the country, they can't..."

Peter seemed to remember the pictures again, his face became worse and worse. Schiller said, "Don't think about it anymore. I'll give you a simple hypnosis later, and then you go upstairs to sleep."

"No, no, I have to find a way, I have to find a way... I can't let these people succeed..." Peter kept muttering, his spirit was a little dazed.

For a 16-year-old high school student, facing such a cruel fact and suddenly accepting such a big impact, Peter was obviously a little broken.

"Are you here Jarvis?" Schiller asked Peter's cell phone.

"I'm here, sir."

"Okay, I know I may not have permission to obtain Stark's private information, but I still want to ask you, did the military invite Stark to participate in the negotiations?"

"Sir, you actually have. Mr. Stark has opened the second level of use permission to you, which includes the ability to understand all foreign information."

"Indeed, within 5 days, I have received 7 messages from different communication bands, mostly inviting Mr. Stark to a military base for talks."

"So what about Stark's attitude?"

"I can't know, nor can I disclose it."

Schiller said: "The military has no bargaining chips now, and their invitations are just temptations, because they know that even if they call Stark over, their bargaining chips will not be enough and they still can't get what they want."

"Since that's the case, we'll give the military a bargaining chip..."

Peter was a little dizzy when he heard this. He never caught a cold about this kind of thing, but he still thought hard and said, "What does this have to do with stopping that plan?"

"Isn't this plan done by senior military officials?"

"Yes, Dr. Connors' information says that among the top military leaders, there is a faction named Tartou. They seem to be a political alliance. The person in charge is an admiral named Robert. These people are different from traditional old-school officers. They think that the future war will be a war between super humans, so they have always wanted to make the military increase their investment in the cultivation of super soldiers..."

"That is, they came up with that terrible desperate plan and used some disabled soldiers for experiments..."

As Peter spoke, he began to retreat again. It would be fine if this plan was an ordinary surgery, but it was a chemical transformation plan. The disabled soldiers who received the injection became all kinds of things, which brought an unparalleled impact to Peter's worldview.

He didn't understand how there was such a devil in this world who turned their compatriots into that.

And they are all soldiers, and they should have been comrades-in-arms.

Peter realized for the first time that even in the same group, the exploitation of the lower classes by the upper class on the lower classes was endless. After squeezing out all their value, he refused to let go of his remaining bodies. There is such a devil in this world who only cares about his own interests.

"I think about it, the ones who want to obtain mecha technology should be the ones from this group of Tartou Sect? After all, the other veteran generals should prefer to get more missiles or something."

"I want to guide Stark to meet these people. Of course, Stark is definitely not happy to agree with them, but if the military requests extremely strongly, Stark is so annoyed that he should have dealt with it..." Schiller said, touching his chin.

"It should be like this," Peter said, "but what are the benefits of getting Mr. Stark and them together? Mr. Stark should not kill anyone, right? What's more, Mr. Stark is drunk now that we can't tell him this plan. Even if he told him, Mr. Stark can't kill so many people at the military base, right?"

"Indeed, Stark can't do it. Even if he knows this plan, he will not use violent means to directly kill the masterminds. He is not such a person."

"But we don't need to care about the process, as long as the result is right."

“What are you going to do?”

"You don't need to know yet, come, close your eyes, take a deep breath, and feel every perceptual organ in your body from top to bottom..."

Soon, Peter slowly relaxed and fell asleep.

The next day he woke up again, and when he went downstairs, he found Schiller fiddling with a needle. Peter wanted to get in with a curious way, but suddenly, his spider sensing rang. Peter took two steps back and said, "What are you doing? This thing seems to be very dangerous..."

"It's dangerous, but I need you to ship it later."

“Where to deliver?”

"Dr. Connors was in the Stark Building Laboratory, and Jarvis told me that today the military people would come to receive the remaining results of that medical cooperation project, which would become one of the results."

"Of course, before that, you need to make up a past experimental report for it."

"Uh...made up? Where is the original experimental report of this thing?"

"I went to a mental hospital with his inventor."

Peter pursed his lips and said, "In other words, this is actually a three-no product?"

"But it works very well, just be useful."

"So what experimental report is it?"

"You want to describe it as a drug that can stimulate the nerves and stimulate brain activity."

"If it's not doing this, what does it actually do?"

"Actually, I did this, but the side effects were a bit big, but it didn't matter. No one would really use it. This only needs to bring some small stimulation to an alien creature..."

Peter was a little confused. Why did there be any alien creatures here? He regarded Schiller's words as a metaphor that he couldn't understand and skipped them.
Chapter completed!