"Mr. Stark?"

Peter saw a familiar figure standing in front of his workbench with his back to him, as if he was busy with something.

"Oh, it's you.."

Stark turned around, and Peter was stunned for a moment when he saw the other party's appearance, and then subconsciously asked, "Mr. Stark, are you okay?"

Stark was dressed in a crumpled T-shirt covered in a large mass of unknown dirt, his hair was messy, his beard was unkempt, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept well in a week, unsoothing and scary.

It didn't look like Peter's impression of the proud Stark who was always dressed in a fancy suit, with a slightly raised chin and a neatly trimmed beard.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Peter would never have believed it.

Stark was a little odd, his pupils constricting and dilating, and his speech was slurred, not as clear and gentle as when he had beckoned Peter in.

"Uh... Peter Parker.."

Stark also walks in an awkward position, like a puppeteer manipulated by silk threads, and he seems to want to come over and pat Peter on the shoulder, but for some reason, Peter subconsciously dodges it.

"Mr. Stark, you're looking for me."

Peter couldn't help but speak.

"Oh.." Stark nodded abruptly, not at all of his usual sagacity.

"I designed a new suit for you as a gift to join the Avengers.."

Peter thought he had misheard at first, and the next moment he almost jumped up with joy.

"Oh, really? Mr. Stark, are you telling the truth? I can't believe it, do you think I can really do it?.."

"Of course you can, you're very.. Fit.."

Stark used a word that wasn't very appropriate, but Peter didn't notice it at all.

"Let's put it on and try it, but it took me a lot of work."

Stark pulled out a black metal box from behind him, resembling a spider.

The black spider crawled up Peter's arm as quickly as a living creature, and Peter felt a pain in his hand, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

"That's nano, it's receiving your body.." Stark explained.

Peter nodded excitedly, he watched as the black spider metal box began to melt, and the inky liquid flowed all over his body, covering every inch of his body's skin, as if it was integrated with the skin, there was no barrier at all, the pores could breathe as much as he wanted, and there was a dispenser where he spit out spider silk, oh my God, it was a genius design, only a genius like Mr. Stark could make it.

"It's perfect, it's cool!"

Peter played with every part of the suit, he loved it to death, and his own hand-sewn suit was nothing compared to this one.

Mr. Stark is right, being rich is also a superpower.

"Thank you, Mr. Stark, I love it.."

"Oh.."

Stark muttered a few words and staggered away.

Peter was a little strange as he heard Stark whispering to himself, "I'm done, I'm hungry, I'm going to eat."

Repeating, Peter was about to say hello when he heard a voice coming from behind him.

"Go eat when you're hungry, dinner is ready for you, Tony. ”

Peter was startled, and his whole body jumped to the ceiling in an instant.

"Who are you?!"

Peter questioned the man who had suddenly appeared, and he only now realized that it was the voice he heard when he entered the door, and it was not Mr. Stark's voice at all.

"Hi Peter. ”

The strange man greeted Peter happily, then withdrew his gaze and looked forward, Peter subconsciously followed his gaze, but his eyes widened suddenly.

I saw a dejected Stark go around to the workbench and press a few buttons at random, and a hidden wine cabinet jumped out.

There was not a single bottle of wine in the wine cabinet, but it was full of people, a woman, a woman's corpse, to be precise.

Blonde, chiguo, and her beautiful face stared up at the sky blankly, her body had been disemboweled, her internal organs were torn out messily, and some of them still had traces of gnawing... Peter cried out in disbelief, "Miss Pepper!"

Mr. Stark's girlfriend, fiancée, is known to the whole world.

But now, Stark was grabbing the poor woman's head and tearing it greedily and merrily, gulping it down, eating a mouthful of blood and making unpleasant chewing noises.

"No.. It can't be.."

Peter shook his head sluggishly, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.

"It's a new life for Tony.." The man's voice rang in Peter's ears again, with a slight sigh of relief: "With his ingenuity, he has achieved much more than he has now, and his growth has been hampered by tedious and irrelevant emotions."

"It's T, it's T-virus, right?!"

Peter suddenly cried out.

"That's you!"

The man didn't answer the question and continued: "Little spider, in fact, you are the same, your potential is limitless."

"It's just.." The man was silent for a moment, as if considering how to express it, and soon he raised his hand and made a "bloom" gesture: "Your body is empty, how can a hungry person use a sledgehammer... The sense of justice of a superhero can't fill your stomach. ”

"You.. You.."

Peter looked at Stark like a beast, and his lips trembled with anger.

"You demon.."

"Bingo, little spider. The man snapped his fingers happily, with a mysterious smile on his face, and said in a low voice, "But... You're going to be a demon soon.."

Peter was startled, and before he could react, a surging current of heat suddenly gushed out of his body, and his body lost control and fell from the ceiling.

Tyrannical, murderous, cruel, and hungry thoughts rushed back and forth in his mind, causing him to have a splitting headache and a painful life.

"What did you do to me?!"

The man walked up to Peter step by step and slowly squatted down, like a stroke. Touching the child, he gently pressed his forehead, and whispered: "It's the same as Tony, but he's just an ordinary person except for his brain, what about you..." It's going to be a little bit bigger.."

"Damn it!"

Peter's face hidden under the mask was distorted, the pain in his body was one thing, but what was even more terrifying was that he felt as if a terrible demon was being nurtured in his heart.

It's cheerful, it's grumpy, it's cruel, and it can't wait to get out and feast on it...

"No .."

Peter screamed bitterly, and ripped off his suit like a madman, only to see the thick purple-red green tendons on his originally fair and well-proportioned muscles wriggling like earthworms, and his eyes were red, like evil spirits.

Peter glared at the man viciously and threw a punch that slammed into the man's chest.

"Wow, over 30 tons of power, that's an amazing lad.." The man laughed pleasantly, and Peter's terrifying power fell on him like a small stone falling into the sea, without even a ripple.

The man's right hand glowed eerily yellow, grabbing at the top of Peter's head.

"Enjoy the new life, little spider..."