In the Marvel universe, you start with a colored Hextech item.

After the monster left, the once quiet old shipyard was once again filled with the sound of crisp footsteps.

Dario led his men toward Roland, his eyes scanning the ruins left by the battle.

The ground was riddled with potholes, littered with severed limbs, and blood splattered with every step; one can only imagine the scene.

Dario's gaze finally fell on Roland, whose head had been severed from his body. His expression remained unchanged as he watched quietly for a few seconds.

"Take his body back, dismantle any usable parts, and reuse them for the next person..."

Manhattan, the secret stronghold of cutting-edge technology.

Killian watched Lynn's departing figure, his fingers gesturing something indistinctly.

"Lynn's current weakness seems to be in the air. Let's continue the simulation and see if we can completely crush him through air superiority..."

The same scene played out at the Hydra safe house.

Sitwell removed his communication headset, while Rumlow, who had witnessed the entire event, stood beside him, speechless with astonishment.

"Adjust Lynn's evaluation rating."

"From now on, his priority is raised to the highest level, on par with the 'Cosmic Cube Derivative Project'..."

……

The next day.

It seems no one in New York knows about the chaotic battle that took place at the shipyard last night, just like the bloodbath at Fisk Tower.

It will be forgotten by everyone in a day or two at most.

Early in the morning, Lynn had already returned to the usual spot.

Even though he was all alone in the building, he still arrived on time every day, just like clocking in for work.

I also had to explain the existence of the "Void Rift" and the "Void Zerg" to Frank, which was quite a waste of my breath.

After listening to the explanation, Frank simply said...

"You're really a piece of trash?"

"Are you really human?"

"Are you sure it's not aliens?"

Lynn: ...

He always felt that Frank was using his "cold" persona to indirectly criticize him!

"So, this is your superpower?"

"Not only do I possess various supernatural abilities and weapons, but I also have the technology to alter others, making me stronger..."

"Actually, I don't care about these things, you should understand."

"I crave this power. I don't care how much it costs as long as I can punish those people. That's my thought."

Frank paused slightly at this point.

Those indifferent eyes stared at Lynn.

"I don't know what the future holds, but at least for now you're doing what I believe is right, and I don't care about anything else."

Lynn sat in the chair, rubbing her temples.

He had even come up with a whole bunch of suitable explanations, since no matter what, the crack didn't look quite right.

Considering that Frank would continue to stay by his side, it was only a matter of time before the cracks were discovered.

Therefore, Lynn did not intend to hide it.

However, this was to prevent Frank from developing a rift with him.

Lynn confirmed with him three times that the crack was his "superpower," and that his "little pet" was completely under his control.

There will be no situation where someone attacks another person.

Today is the third day, and three insects are crawling around his feet like pet dogs.

Lynn looked at the system notification.

[Countdown: 00, 20, 26]

She secretly rubbed her little hands together.

It was worth it for him to arrange for Frank to work as a babysitter for three days, and it was fortunate that Peter was stopped last night, preventing his mission from going to waste.

Last time the reward was [Spider-Sense], now it's stage 2, the reward should be even better...

Just as he was waiting for the countdown to end, Peter came knocking on his door.

It must be said that Lynn was prescient.

He didn't have the glass that was broken by bugs yesterday replaced with a new one, just in case Peter didn't come in through the front door.

Upon seeing the figure in red and blue enter, before Lynn could even speak, the three insects immediately assumed an attack stance.

Even Frank was startled and immediately drew his pistol, aiming it at the uninvited guest who had suddenly barged in.

He only lowered his gun after he saw who it was.

"you……"

Peter quickly took a step back to show that he meant no harm.

Seeing this, Lynn comforted him while joking with a smile.

"Why don't you like to use the front door?"

"These are turbulent times lately, you should understand. Every day, too many people with ill intentions try to contact me, so it's normal to be a little sensitive."

"Don't climb in through the window again. What if someone gets hurt?"

Peter nodded and slowly removed his mask.

A young face with a complex expression was revealed beneath the mask.

His gaze swept around to the three 'little pets,' lingered for a moment, and finally settled on Lynn.

Clearly, too much had happened to him recently, leaving him feeling exhausted; his voice was hoarse.

"I was watching it all night."

Lynn raised an eyebrow, signaling him to continue.

"I saw the way you fought, and I saw the... fate of those people, and Frank told me..."

"Make him ensure I get three days of rest."

"I am very grateful for everything you have done for me, and it has made me truly realize that we should retain our kindness when facing certain problems."

At this point, Peter took a deep breath.

It was as if they had made up their minds.

"I used to think that it was enough to hand criminals over to the law, because criminals are also human beings, and this should be the job of the police and judges."

"But now..."

"I know that some people don't deserve a second chance; as long as they live, they will cause irreparable consequences."

When Lynn heard those words, she noticed that Peter's eyes still held a struggle, but with a newfound clarity.

I couldn't help but feel gratified.

That's more like it!

This is the kind of emotion a normal person should have!

The one who constantly talks about justice, trial, and law, and who believes in American police and judges... that's Matt!

"Just like when we faced Joseph, if I had listened to your advice back then, perhaps those eleven officers wouldn't have..."

"There are no ifs," Lynn interrupted immediately, her tone calm.

"Regret is the excuse of the weak. You just need to remember that next time you encounter the same situation, you'll know what to choose."

Frank, who was wiping his pistol nearby, suddenly interrupted.

"If you don't want to have any regrets, then when you meet someone who deserves to die, don't let them leave the scene alive. That way, you won't have a chance to regret it."

Peter paused for a few seconds, then slowly nodded.

He then put his mask back on and said solemnly.

"I will continue in Queens, in my own way."

"But what if we encounter someone like Joseph again..."

Although he didn't finish speaking, the meaning was clear.

Seeing the change in him, Lynn was also very happy. At least he had become a normal person again. She smiled and went up to pat him on the shoulder.

"good!"

"Remember, the ability is yours, and you should set the rules."

Peter glanced at the two of them one last time, then leaped out of the window and continued his journey through the skyscrapers.

[Ding! Countdown has ended!]

Phase Two of the mission is complete!

[Reward Obtained: Remains of the Vile Throat]