Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

Meanwhile, in the Spider Alliance headquarters conference room.

"...In short, this so-called heir family is just a group of barbarians who rely on their bloodline advantage to be immune to spider sense and to absorb totem power."

Their home is in Universe 001, where they have a cloning factory that allows them to resurrect indefinitely. In addition, they kidnapped a hapless guy named Master Web Weaver. It is thanks to that guy's power that they can travel freely between universes and precisely hunt you.

According to them, to defeat them, one must find three prophetic children, a bride, another thing, and their offspring.

After Peter finished speaking, the room fell silent.

All the little spiders felt a chill run down their spines at that moment.

That incredibly powerful opponent actually had a whole family of eight people!

Even excluding the technicians guarding the base, there are seven of them!

Their father's power was even more unfathomable.

Faced with such an opponent, how should these spiderlings, who are naturally countered by them, deal with it?

"Why don't we just slap our thighs and confront them!" The young, impulsive neighbor, number three, exclaimed.

"Didn't they say their home planet is in Universe 001? Let's team up and sneak over there, launch a dozen missiles at them first, then swarm in..."

"Idiot!" Zhang Parker decisively rejected the suggestion. "They've occupied that universe for so many years, how could they be so easily dealt with?"

"Also, don't forget, they can absorb our power and grow stronger!"

"If you give them away, it will only make it harder for others to deal with these monsters in the future!"

"I think the key point lies in that prophecy," Miguel O'Hara said weakly.

"They need to gather the 'descendant,' the 'bride,' and the 'other thing' to break the prophecy. The 'other thing' is you, the boss, but who are the 'bride' and the 'descendant'? We must find them and protect them before they do!"

Miguel's proposal received considerable support.

But Zhang Parker once again raised the opposite opinion:

"Don't put all your eggs in one basket. What if even the boss can't beat Soros? We've brought the offspring and the bride along—wouldn't that be a disaster?"

"Then what do you suggest we do?" The neighbor, who had always disliked him, couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Parker pushed up his glasses and calmly began to speak:

"I think we should first develop weapons that can severely damage them."

"The boss's story reminded me of something: the original owner of this body had dealings with that Demon Lun!"

"He once used nuclear radiation to severely damage Moron!"

"Fuck!" Number One yelled before he could finish his sentence.

"You want to build nuclear bombs? Absolutely not!"

"Leaving aside the possibility that your nuclear weapons might be misused by malicious individuals in the future, where will you drop them once they're built?"

"Even if they are truly afraid of nuclear radiation, their tolerance to radiation is certainly much stronger than that of ordinary people!"

"By then, before they even lose their lives, millions of innocent people will have already lost theirs!"

In an instant, the entire headquarters was in complete chaos.

The little spiders each expressed their own opinions, and none of them could convince the others.

"Quiet down."

Amidst the chaos, Peter's voice rang out once more.

His voice wasn't loud, but it instantly quieted the previously noisy scene.

Everyone stopped arguing and simply looked at Peter quietly, waiting for him to make his final decision.

"If you ask me, we should try a two-pronged approach."

……

"A two-pronged approach?"

Zhang Parker was stunned for a moment; even his intelligence couldn't quite keep up with Peter's train of thought.

The other Spider-Men also looked on with confusion, exchanging bewildered glances, completely failing to understand Peter's meaning.

Peter shook his head helplessly, then explained:

"The logic is simple. Right now, who is the heir family most eager to find?"

"It's you!" Punk Spider-Man answered quickly, like a student eagerly answering a question in class.

“That’s right.” Peter snapped his fingers. “It’s me, the most crucial ‘other thing’ in their prophecy. So, predictably, their primary objective now is to concentrate all their forces to capture me.”

He paused, giving everyone time to think.

"This gives us a golden opportunity," Peter continued. "What does their all-out effort mean?"

"Their old home... is empty!" Neighbor No. 1's eyes lit up, and he instantly understood.

"Exactly," Peter nodded approvingly. "So, my plan is to split our forces into two groups."

"I will lead the way back to my universe to engage in a final battle with them."

"The other route is to take advantage of their weakened rear and directly attack Universe 001, destroy their cloning factory, and completely cut off their hope of resurrection."

Upon hearing Peter's plan, all the little spiders present couldn't help but twitch their lips.

It wasn't that I was deeply impressed by the brilliance of the plan.

Instead, they were stunned by the sheer audacity of the plan.

Brother, is it possible that we're already struggling to fight them head-on if we all stick together, and now you're telling us to split up into two groups?

Will this really work?

After a long silence, Zhang Parker finally spoke first.

"Boss, I don't doubt your abilities, I'm just worried..."

"Are you worried the other team won't be able to handle their cloning facility?"

Peter simply smiled slightly, and then a strange white light appeared on his body.

In the white light, his figure suddenly split in two, and the two Peters looked at the crowd with distinctly different smiles:

"Doesn't that solve the problem?"

Zhang Parker: ...

The little spiders: ...

I've reported it; this person is from Guilin!

Oh, wait, this Gui is my teammate.

That's all!

The tension and anxiety on the little spiders' faces vanished instantly once they came to their senses.

The boss directly split up and led them to fight on two fronts, so what else can they say?

Just be a good leg accessory for the big boss and that's all!

While the little spiders were cheering for Peter's simple and straightforward plan, Gwen unconsciously furrowed her brows into a deep frown.

She looked up at Peter, her eyes carrying a hint of suspicion and wariness:

"Peter, do you really... want to make our universe the main battlefield?"

Gwen's mind involuntarily conjured up the scene of Demos's self-destruction.

That devastating energy storm was powerful enough to turn half a city into ruins.

Just one Demos has this kind of power.

What if the entire heir family were to self-destruct in New York...?

She dared not think about how terrifying the outcome might be.

New York was her home, Peter's home, where their relatives, friends, and countless innocent citizens lived.

Bringing such a dangerous war to her own homeland was, in Gwen's view, far too risky.

Because the potential cost was so high, she simply couldn't understand it.

How could Peter, who values ​​family and friends even more than himself, make such a risky decision?

Could it be that... the Peter in front of her is no longer the Peter she knows?