Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

Sure enough, when Tony heard Peter, a ruthless man who could easily tear apart a mech, say "I'm just giving you face," he was overjoyed.

I felt that I had received tremendous attention.

It's no exaggeration to say that the feeling of gaining the approval of a powerful figure is just as satisfying as receiving the affections of a top beauty.

So, without thinking, Tony pounded his chest loudly:

"No problem, I promise to convey your request to those old Deng guys in the military in detail."

Furthermore, I'm personally vouching for you, brother! If they dare to break the rules again, you won't even need to lift a finger; I'll be the first to take them down for you, and then we'll leave America together with you and your family!

Upon hearing these words, Rod, who was in charge of handling the matter, felt his eyelids twitch wildly.

Dude, thank you for not treating me like an outsider.

Yeah... I feel like you don't even treat me like a human being!

To prove that he and Peter were of one mind, Tony made a special invitation to Peter to attend the press conference that Saturday afternoon at the end of the call.

But Peter refused, saying he had to go on a date with his girlfriend.

In fact, Peter was indeed going on a date with Gwen, and the date was taking place at Gwen's house.

That's right, Peter planned to confront George on the very night Tony held his press conference!

Tony didn't feel angry or belittled by Peter's reason.

Instead, he became even more certain that Peter was one of his kind.

After all, he himself is a prime example of someone who prioritizes women over humanity.

At that moment, what he was thinking was even...

No wonder Peter and I hit it off so well; these perverts just attract each other!

After ending his call with Tony, Peter didn't stop working.

Since he no longer needed to hide it from Uncle Ben and Aunt May, after having breakfast, he didn't go to school immediately, but went straight to Parker Technology.

As expected.

At Parker Technology, the Unicorn Generation 1 has completed all preparations, and factories around the world have entered the production phase with overtime work.

When Peter arrived, Herman, who had already received the news, immediately took out four or five finished Unicorn Generation 1 machines, intending for his boss to give them to his relatives and friends.

The finished Unicorn 1 machine was no different from the one Peter had assembled himself at Norman Manor.

It's simply that the appearance is more refined, and the system has become simpler and easier to use thanks to Hermann's improvements.

In addition, the battery capacity has been reduced by half...

This was Norman's suggestion; he felt that the previous battery capacity was still too high, which would hinder Parker Technology's gradual, incremental improvements.

Peter had little to say about this, only that he ultimately had too much of a conscience.

Harry also took the day off today to discuss with Peter how to hold the phone launch event and how to quickly raise brand awareness.

Peter's advice was simple and straightforward.

I'll just send a hundred Unicorn Generation 1s to that playboy Tony later.

Ask him to help him type GG during his press conference in a couple of days, and also send it to his old flames.

Tony has at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, lovers, and they come from all walks of life.

Get a few celebrities to endorse the product for free, and have a few female reporters promote it; you can build up a huge wave of brand awareness in no time.

When he holds a press conference later, he doesn't need to give face to his competitors. He currently has Stark on his left and Osborn on his right, and he also has billions of dollars worth of black market assets accumulated by Kingpin over the past ten years in his own pocket.

While possessing overwhelming technological, financial, and network advantages, they also exude an abundance of martial virtue.

With such a dominant force, how can the opposing team possibly compete?

In this situation, why should we need to give face to our competitors?

Just run them over!

The strong are meant to ruthlessly humiliate the weak.

……

Time passed slowly amidst the widespread online buzz surrounding the first generation of unicorns.

Before we knew it, it was Saturday night.

That night, the entire American media went wild.

Tony Stark has announced that he will hold a press conference today to give a formal response to the "terrorist attack" that occurred a few days ago over Stark Tower.

Countless reporters with their cameras and microphones camped out at the entrance of Stark Industries, hoping to get the first scoop.

Meanwhile, in a two-story house in Queens.

Peter was sitting at Stacy's dining table, dressed in a formal suit.

The atmosphere inside the room was warm yet inexplicably tinged with tension.

Don't get me wrong, it's not Peter who's nervous, it's Gwen.

Look at Peter, sitting in his seat with a warm smile, neither humble nor arrogant, as if he were at home.

Then look at your own daughter sitting there, trembling uncontrollably, constantly looking around nervously.

A big question mark appeared above George's head.

He knew he had neglected his daughter a bit lately, and he also knew that the fact that she had asked him to stay home today and brought Peter over for dinner was likely because she was preparing to officially announce their relationship to her father.

but……

Why do you two give me the feeling that you're not prospective sons-in-law visiting their daughter's home?

It's more like the fiancée is meeting the parents!

Which one of you is my child?!

Under George's puzzled gaze, Grandma Pauline brought out four servings of lemon sea bass from the kitchen.

Yes, not from the same universe, but the same lemon bass.

"Alright, dinner's ready!"

With Grandma Pauline's announcement, the small family dinner began.

Because Peter was a child that George and Pauline had watched grow up, the atmosphere at the table wasn't particularly awkward.

Even when Peter took the initiative to say, "Hey~ Old Deng, your daughter is with me now," George only paused for a moment while holding his knife and fork.

Grandma Pauline smiled and said:

This is great news! I've liked you since you were a child, and I agree to this marriage.

Seeing that his mother had said this, what could George say? He could only give a muffled "hmm" to indicate that he understood, and after a long while, he added a warning:

Don't kill anyone, and don't let Gwen down, or I'll shoot you dead.

Just as this dinner party was about to come to a perfect end in this strange yet harmonious atmosphere.

On the television, the Stark Industries press conference, which was being broadcast live, was also reaching its climax.

Colonel Rhodes had clearly prepared a cue card for Tony, all Tony had to do was read the contents on it.

But Tony just read the beginning of the book verbatim and then threw the card aside.

Then, facing the countless flashing lights from the audience, he revealed his signature nonchalant smile:

"Okay, the truth is... I am Iron Man!"

puff--!

At the Gwen family's dining table, George, who was drinking cream of mushroom soup, choked and couldn't help but cough violently.

At that moment, Peter and Gwen exchanged a perfectly synchronized glance.

It's time to say that sentence you've been preparing to say to your father/father-in-law for so long:

I'm not pretending anymore, I'm the Arbiter/Ghost Spider, I'm laying my cards on the table!