Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

In the deep alley, the air was filled with the sour smell of garbage.

Peter casually tossed the horror he was carrying on his shoulder to the ground with a dull thud.

"Hiss~"

He felt a chill run down his spine, as if his bones were about to crumble. He wanted to scream out in pain, but instead, he was met with a terrifyingly sinister and grotesque ethereal mask lurking in the shadows.

So he forced the cry of pain back down his throat.

Peter crouched down and deftly ripped off the yellow-red mask from the horror's head, revealing an ordinary, even somewhat tense and lewd, middle-aged white face.

"Name, origin of your equipment, and your purpose."

Peter's voice was low and devoid of any emotion.

Hermann's eyes darted around, and he forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"My name is Tom..."

Click!

Before the horrified man could finish speaking, Peter grabbed his wrist and gently twisted it.

Another sound of bones breaking.

His body convulsed violently in horror, his face contorted in extreme pain. He tried to scream, but Peter covered his mouth, leaving him only to let out low growls of agony.

Did you know that there are 206 bones in the human body?

Peter casually mentioned a piece of interesting fact, but it sent a chill down my spine.

How could he not understand the underlying meaning in Peter's words?

If he dares to lie again, this madman will break every bone in his body!

Realizing this, the terrified creature dared not try any more tricks and immediately burst into tears, saying:

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"

He dared not hide anything any longer, and poured out his secrets like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.

In the following period, "Thriller," or rather Herman Schultz, began to recount his own experience.

In short, it's about a poor boy who didn't even finish high school who realizes he's a physics genius and tries to change his fate by becoming self-taught, only to have his inventions repeatedly stolen by a treacherous capitalist.

He attempted to steal back his invention, but ended up in prison as a result.

After that, he fell into depravity and became a habitual thief, fantasizing about getting something for nothing through the equipment he invented...

Peter was initially somewhat uninterested, as the stories of these Marvel villains were all very similar and not particularly original.

until……

"These vibration gloves are my own invention! They're powered by a specially designed high-density battery pack..."

"etc."

Peter's voice changed for the first time, and he abruptly interrupted Herman's sobbing:

"What did you say? Powered by a battery pack?"

Peter was genuinely shocked.

He had considered that the energy source for the terrifying equipment might be very sci-fi, very futuristic.

But he truly hadn't expected it to be science fiction to this extent, to the point that it could even be described as fantasy...

A battery module capable of instantly releasing a shockwave that could destroy an entire building, and capable of being recycled at least a dozen times.

What incredible battery capacity!

"That's right! It's a battery!" Seeing Peter's interest, Herman, like a drowning man grasping at a straw, hurriedly began to explain:

"This is a miniature high-energy battery pack that I developed myself! I discovered the material ratio by accident!"

This battery has a charging energy that is more than 100 times that of various batteries commonly found on the market…

Before Herman could finish speaking, Peter had already roughly torn open his red and yellow bodysuit.

Tearing away the unknown composite cushioning material, the next second, hundreds of crystal blue batteries, each the size of a button cell, appeared before Peter.

hiss~

Peter couldn't help but gasp.

You're a tough guy, kid!

He pointed at the batteries, his voice trembling slightly:

"Aren't you afraid that these things might short-circuit or get pierced by something while you're fighting, and then 'boom,' blow you to bits?"

"No way! Absolutely not!"

Hermann's tone was filled with absolute confidence:

"I conducted numerous tests during the development of this solid-state battery, and it possesses absolute stability! Even if you puncture it directly with a nail, it will only fail; it will never catch fire, much less explode..."

As Peter listened to Herman's account, he felt his vision blurring.

With such amazing technology in your hands... what are you going to do with it?

Making mobile phone batteries can make mobile phone manufacturers all over the world kneel down and call you daddy!

Making electric cars could revolutionize the entire automotive industry in no time!

And this guy actually used this incredible skill to... rob a bank?!

At that moment, he really wanted to transform into Li Yunlong and give this guy a thumbs up:

Hey, you're a fucking genius!

……

If Peter had previously only intended to recruit this guy as a tool, with a "what if" mentality, then...

Now, his thinking has completely changed.

Looking at the "useless" man trembling on the ground from the pain and fear, Peter felt as if he were looking at a super gold mine that was inexhaustible.

Talent!

As long as he could firmly grasp Hermann Schulz and his battery technology, wouldn't his previously envisioned business empire instantly have an unshakeable and solid foundation?

Hermann Schulz.

After a long silence, Peter finally spoke.

His voice was deep and magnetic, with a peculiar allure.

"Do you think robbing a bank is the only way out for you in life?"

Herman was completely stunned upon hearing this.

He truly hadn't expected that this demon, who had just viciously broken his wrist, would suddenly say something like that.

After a long silence, Hermann finally spoke with a bitter expression:

"I...I'm really desperate. I've been to jail at least five times for theft, and no company is willing to hire me."

I told them about the technology I possessed, but no one believed me; they just thought I was crazy…

If given a choice, and unless one is utterly disillusioned with this rotten world, who would want to be a notorious thief constantly on the run from the cops?

"I trust you!"

Peter suddenly spoke up:

"I have witnessed your talent!"

I'm also willing to give you a chance, a chance for you to truly realize your value and for your talents to finally shine.

At that moment, even the wind in the alley seemed to stop.

Herman stared blankly at Peter, clearly feeling his heart pounding wildly!

"What...what do you want me to do?" Hermann's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

Upon hearing this question, Peter slowly stood up, looking down at him as if a god were gazing down upon his believer:

"It's simple, just work for me."

"With your battery technology, plus some ideas in my head, we can build a business empire that is no less powerful than Osborn Corporation, Hammer Industries, or Stark Industries!"

I will make you incredibly wealthy, acquiring a level of wealth that 99.99% of people in this world could never attain in their entire lives.

You will be revered by thousands; those who once looked down on you will now be forced to kneel and lick your shoes!