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The harm caused by media professionals distorting the truth is evident.

How tragic it is when heroes are misunderstood.

Therefore, Lin Nan decided to take action tonight to teach Jameson a lesson, both to vent Peter's anger and to make a small attempt.

At midnight, Lin Nan waited quietly in the Lucid Dream Space.

Surprisingly, Jameson is a workaholic and doesn't fall asleep until midnight.

When his dream vortex appeared in the space, the scene was still cringe-worthy. This hater was still dreaming that he was Spider-Man, with a belly, wearing a tight suit, swinging back and forth.

Lin Nan decided to let the haters experience the pain that Spider-Man should bear.

With a thought, he crossed the vortex and appeared in Jameson's dream.

This hater deserves a little bit of a villainous shock.

The projection dream capsule acted on Lin Nan, transforming him into a clown wielding a throwing knife and driving a bus into a bank to rob it.

With a few gasps, Jameson Spider-Man made a dazzling entrance, flicking his wrist to shoot out a strand of spider silk and kicking Lin Nan in the chest.

But Lin Nan didn't move an inch, grabbed his ankle and threw him into a pile of banknotes.

Money, tainted by evil, lay scattered on the ground. Jameson, wearing a hood, abruptly stopped his declaration of justice. He couldn't understand why this villain hadn't been so easily subdued as the others.

This fall nearly displaced his internal organs, but that wasn't the end of it.

He saw that the robber, dressed as a clown, had two people tied up behind him—his daughter-in-law and son.

Lin Nan smiled, his face painted with oil paint, and took out a small knife, slicing back and forth across Jameson's son's face.

"Do you know how long it took me, Mr. Jameson, to find out your true identity?" Lin Nan said with a smirk.

Jameson removed the mask, revealing a terrified face. His finger trembled as he pointed at "The Joker," his voice shaking: "Why would you take your anger out on my family? It's utterly despicable!"

"Why do you think I won't hold a grudge against your family? I'm a criminal, honey," Lin Nan sneered.

As he spoke, he pulled out a pistol and pressed it against Jameson's son's head: "How about we play a game?"

Lin Nan took out a coin and held it in his palm: "Flip a coin. If it's heads, I'll kill your son; if it's tails..."

“What about the other side?!” he roared.

"On the other hand, I'll beat your daughter-in-law to death, hehehe, isn't that fair, Mr. Jameson?"

James's face was contorted, his eyes bloodshot: "How can you let them go!"

Lin Nan shrugged, a sinister smile playing on his painted face: "It's simple. If the coin stands upright, I'll let them go. How about it?!"

"Isn't that fair? Hehehe..."

After saying that, he tossed the coin into the air, and it landed on the ground with a clatter, spinning and swaying.

After spinning around on the ground a few times, it actually stood up.

Wow, it seems that in other people's dreams, the dreamer's consciousness is the one in control. Jameson's strong desire actually made the coin stand up.

“They’re standing upright now, can you let them go?” Jameson shouted with elation.

Lin Nan stroked his chin with his fingers and said thoughtfully, "It seems you really have good luck..."

"and you..."

With a bang, a gunshot rang out, and Jameson's son fell to the ground with a bloody hole in his forehead, his eyes wide open, his face still showing surprise and astonishment.

Of course, this poor young couple were all illusions created by the projection dream capsule. They were so realistic that it was incredibly easy to fool the consciousness in the dream.

"Do not!!!"

Jameson screamed, his eyes bloodshot, and charged toward Lin Nan without regard for anything else.

Jameson may just be an ordinary person who has only seen spiders swinging on webs and has no concept of Spider-Man's true power. Dreams are a reflection of the subconscious.

Therefore, in the dream, he was at most an ordinary person who could swing on spider webs. Lin Nan didn't even need to use the power of the dream capsule; he only needed to punch him to the ground.

Jameson lay on the ground, his face contorted with grief. His eyes were bloodshot as he roared, "Why...why did you do this? The coin had already stood on its tip, why wouldn't you let them go?!"

"Mr. Jameson, I am a criminal. What makes you think a criminal would believe in honesty?!"

"If you have someone to blame, blame yourself for not concealing your identity properly, giving a villain like me an opportunity to take advantage."

“Your son didn’t die at my hands, but at yours. He was a victim of your heroic act.”

Upon hearing this, Jameson froze, his lips trembling, unable to speak. Then, in a flurry, he ripped off the bodysuit, threw it aside, and yelled, "I'm not going to be Spider-Man anymore! Please, leave my daughter-in-law alone..."

"Mr. Jameson, whether you're Spider-Man or not doesn't stop me from killing. Don't worry, I won't let anyone connected to you get away with it!"

"I dare say you'll live your whole life in guilt and pain, hehehehe..."

"Smile, old buddy, why so serious?!"

"No! No! No! Don't!!"

With Jameson's roars, the dream space began to shake, signaling that the dreamer was about to wake up due to emotional distress.

Damn, this is a breakdown. My mind is too weak. Okay, that's enough for today. If it doesn't work, I'll do it a few more times.

"See you next time, Mr. Jameson!"

Lin Nan gracefully removed his hat and bowed before exiting his dream.

He opened his eyes, got up, poured himself a glass of water, and sat down at his desk to think.

If Jameson doesn't back down, he'll make this hater have nightmares every day.

It's important to understand that under the power of the Driver's source, everything Jameson felt was incredibly real. I believe he would completely break down within a week and have to go to a mental hospital for further studies.

Adding to the seductive and fear-inducing effects of [Harmony], Lin Nan was certain that the haters wouldn't even dare to sleep tonight.

However, Lin Nan did not soften her heart. Many people felt that heroes should endure criticism and suffering, and it didn't matter if the truth was distorted, because they were heroes and heroes would not hold grudges to seek revenge.

However, most of the criminals remain silent, not uttering a single insult, and even when they do speak, they look around to make sure no one is watching.

Because criminals will really pay the price for their words, and they will cut off their hands through the internet.

Lin Nan felt this was wrong. Bridges are bridges, roads are roads, and things should be handled separately. Heroes should be surrounded by flowers, while criminals should be trampled in the mud.

Jameson, you'd better hold on a little longer.

His little attempt today was inspired by Tom from Hydra. He only wanted to get some information back then, but he never expected what would happen later.

Looking back now, the effect of secretly altering someone's subconscious in a dream might be much better than he imagined.

This attempt is to see just how far it can go. It's safe to say that in the Marvel Universe, no one likes Spider-Man more than Thomson.

If it can even change the leader of the haters, then the effect must be extraordinary.

There are just so many things that can be done.

Isn't this "Harmony" Dream Capsule just too good?

Although it can't give me a new armor form, the more I use it, the more I realize that this capsule is not so simple.

Does the word "harmony" really contain a part of the meaning of "balance"?

Chapter 88 is here.

"do not want!"

Jameson sat bolt upright in bed, drenched in cold sweat, panting heavily, still shaken.

"It was just a dream, it scared me to death."

He wiped the sweat from his brow, got out of bed, walked to the window, drew back the curtains, and looked out into the deep darkness.

Why would I have such a dream? And it felt so real.

In Jameson's heart, he always looked up to his son, John Jameson, a federal astronaut. In his mind, such a person was a true hero, a hero in the truest sense.

In his early years, his wife was killed by a masked man, and he hated masks to the core.

In addition, his father was a wartime hero in the public eye, but his family life was filled with violence. These combined feelings of hatred led him to project his subconscious onto Spider-Man.

That's why he spares no effort in smearing masked heroes like Spider-Man.

Of course, there is another important reason: that spider was really a good person. Despite smearing him for so long, it did not retaliate.

But tonight's nightmare changed his mind a little.

It seems that future reports need to be more objective.

Of course, if Spider-Man really causes huge losses due to improper actions, he will still criticize him without reservation, as this is a matter of principle.

James stood by the window for a long time, thinking. Finally, he lay back down on the bed, too afraid to fall asleep, and kept his eyes open until dawn.

He himself did not realize that his obsession of so many years had been silently changed because of a dream.

On the morning of the third day, Lin Nan went out and bought a copy of the Daily Bugle newspaper, which he read carefully.

After reading, I found that James's headlines about Spider-Man were much more objective.

It seems this approach is indeed feasible, which means there are many more areas where we can operate.

Lin Nan smiled slightly, took out her phone and looked at the calendar. She found that today was actually the Mid-Autumn Festival, but there was no festive atmosphere at all in New York.

Should we invite our friends out to celebrate the holiday?

There haven't been any major events lately, and everything is very peaceful. Wanda and Quicksilver have been receiving a lot of good news, but according to data from Tony, the twins' abilities haven't fully awakened yet. If the maximum level is ten, they are currently at most level five.

It seems that we still need that key to completely unlock their shackles.

Loki, when are you coming? Give me your broken scepter.

Meanwhile, at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, in a laboratory located eight levels underground, the Tesseract floated in the center of the field.

Security has been raised to the highest level by Nick Fury, thanks to the Cavaliers' warning to Agent Coulson in Mexico.

The laboratory is surrounded by three layers of titanium alloy explosion-proof doors. Every ventilation duct in the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters is covered with dense laser fences and vibration sensors.

Even the sewers were filled with resin. After the experiment was completed, they were dug again. Inspired by some unknown source, the sewers and ventilation ducts were reinforced with several levels of protection.

In addition to the experimental personnel, the site was also staffed with top-level special forces, heavily armed and heavily guarded, waiting for the arrival of the god of mischief the knight spoke of.