[On the plane, Happy is helping Spider-Man tend to his wounds with needle and thread.]
["Okay! Don't move! Very good!"]
[Feeling a sharp pain, Spider-Man couldn't help but close his eyes and wince, "It hurts!"]
["Isn't your physical strength extremely high?"]
["It still hurts! Happy! Be gentle!"]
["Relax! Just a few more stitches are needed!"]
[Happy gave Spider-Man another stitch, causing Spider-Man to pound the table in pain. "Oh! My God! Happy!"]
["Relax!"]
[Unexpectedly, Spider-Man suddenly exploded in frustration, "Don't tell me to relax! Happy! You've caused such a big disaster! How can you tell me to relax?!!"]
[Happy silently took off his glasses and looked at Spider-Man with a concerned expression.]
["I trusted Beck so much! You know? I thought he was a friend! I gave him the only thing Mr. Stark left me! But now he wants to kill my friends and destroy half of Europe!"]
["So please! Stop telling me to relax!" Spider-Man sat down heavily, put his hands on his forehead, and began to sob softly.]
[After a tense pause, Spider-Man's voice cracked as he apologized: "I'm sorry! Happy! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have yelled at you!"]
[Spider-Man took shaky breaths, "I... I really miss him!"]
[Looking at Spider-Man's red, tear-filled eyes, Happy nodded slightly with understanding, "Yeah! I miss him too!"]
["No matter where I go... I can see him! The whole world is asking who will be the next Iron Man! I don't know if it will be me! Happy! But I'm not Iron Man!"]
[Happy shook his head and said calmly but firmly: "You're right. You're not Iron Man! You will never be Iron Man! No one can compare to Tony! Not even Tony himself could sometimes!"]
[Happy's tone became more serious, his voice carrying the weight of years of friendship, "Tony was my best friend! He was far from perfect – he made mistakes, he had regrets about almost every decision he made, his personal life was a complete mess most of the time! But you know what? The one decision he never regretted, not even for a second, was choosing you!"]
["I think the reason Tony did all those things, why he made all those sacrifices, is because he knew you'd be here after he was gone! Now your friends are in danger, and you're alone and seemingly unarmed! So what are you going to do about it?"]
[Spider-Man took a deep breath, wiped his eyes, stood up with renewed determination and said firmly: "I'm going to kick that lying bastard's ass!"]
["Good! But I mean right now! What are we going to do right now? We've been hovering over these tulip fields for 15 minutes!"]
[Happy's practical words snapped Spider-Man back to the immediate crisis, and he began to focus on the most urgent problem, "Right! Beck will be tracking my friends through their phone numbers, so I can't call them directly! Give me your phone!"]
[Happy looked momentarily confused, "My phone?"]
["Yeah! I need to contact them somehow!"]
["Okay! Here you go!"]
[Spider-Man took the phone and started walking toward the communication area, "What's your password?"]
[Happy replied matter-of-factly: "'Password'"]
["What's your password?" Spider-Man asked again, thinking he hadn't heard clearly.]
[Happy had to explain with slight embarrassment: "No, it's literally the word 'password' – P-A-S-S-W-O-R-D!"]
[Spider-Man stopped and stared at him in disbelief, "Seriously? As the head of security for Stark Industries, your phone password is literally just 'password'?"]
[Happy spread his hands defensively, "I know, I know! It's completely inappropriate for someone in my position!"]
[Spider-Man shook his head but quickly got to work, finding Ned's live broadcast stream.]
["Hello there! Good sir! Would you fancy some tea? I'm broadcasting live from beautiful London right now!"]
["They're in London!" Spider-Man called out to Happy.]
[Happy immediately stood up and moved toward the pilot controls, "London it is! Changing course now!"]
["Perfect! And Happy... I'm going to need a suit!"]
["A battle suit?" Happy looked back at him with a knowing smile, then walked over to a control panel, tapped his fingers across several buttons with practiced precision, and pressed a final activation switch.]
[The spiral door behind Spider-Man opened with a mechanical whir. Spider-Man turned around in amazement as he saw a sophisticated fabrication table slowly extend from the wall. After exchanging a meaningful glance with Happy, he walked toward it with growing excitement.]
[He placed his palm on the biometric scanner and successfully activated the system, "Okay! Pull up all available data on Spider-Man suit configurations!"]
[The console immediately displayed detailed schematics for five different combat suit models, with comprehensive technical specifications and upgrade options displayed alongside each design.]
[Spider-Man selected one model and placed it in the center workspace, immediately beginning his modifications, "Yeah! Open the specification files! Next option! Next! Keep going!"]
[Happy watched this scene with deep satisfaction and a touch of melancholy. Spider-Man's movements and intense focus while studying and modifying the suit technology were almost identical to Tony's approach. For a moment, Happy could almost see another Tony Stark, alive and passionate about his work.]
[Spider-Man looked up from his work and noticed Happy's intense stare, "What's wrong? Something on my face?"]
[Happy shook his head with a gentle smile spreading across his face, blinked away the emotion and said warmly: "Nothing at all, kid! You handle the suit modifications – I'll take care of getting us some proper working music!"]
[As the music system activated, Spider-Man's face lit up with genuine joy, "Oh! I love Led Zeppelin!"]
[With "Immigrant Song" blasting through the aircraft speakers, the advanced Stark Industries jet pulled away from the colorful tulip fields below, its powerful engines creating wind currents so strong they nearly flattened the rows of flowers beneath.]
[Spider-Man immediately dove into his technical work, "Okay! Can you call up the web shooter specifications?"]
[The console instantly isolated the web-shooter components, and Spider-Man manipulated the holographic display with both hands, causing all the individual parts and subsystems to separate and display in detail.]
["I need to isolate the taser web function and completely recalibrate it! Increase the voltage coefficient to 25%, and I want the detonation device to be completely under my manual control!"]
Watching 3rd Gen Spider-Man finally release his pent-up emotions, George Stacy sighed with understanding, "That kid's carrying way too much pressure on his shoulders!"
"Yeah! Honestly, if I had made a mistake that catastrophic, I wouldn't be able to just 'relax' either!" 2nd Gen Peter Parker said, lowering his head. As someone who had worn the Spider-Man mask himself, he couldn't help but put himself in his alternate self's situation and feel the crushing weight of responsibility.
George knew exactly how serious the trouble 3rd Gen Spider-Man had caused. The situation was exponentially worse than when that corrupt businessman had been killed shortly after George had transferred him to FBI custody, despite following proper protocols.
When George had first learned about that incident, his immediate reaction had been relief that he'd passed that particular hot potato to the federal authorities. If the man had died while in NYPD custody, George's entire political career would have been destroyed overnight.
Currently, George was in the running for Mayor of New York City, and thanks to the stellar reputation of the Spider-Couple in his dimension, his chances of victory were significantly higher than any other candidate. Unless some major scandal emerged, his election seemed like a foregone conclusion.
Banner watched 3rd Gen Spider-Man's precise technical modifications with scientific interest, "His approach to the suit modifications is remarkably similar to Tony's methodology, isn't it?"
"Absolutely right!"
"Definitely!"
"The resemblance is uncanny!"
Several observers present responded in agreement.
Tony Stark tilted his head thoughtfully but remained silent. He understood exactly why 3rd Gen Spider-Man was specifically adjusting the voltage coefficient – only a sufficiently powerful electrical surge would be capable of completely frying the drones' sophisticated control systems.
The manual control modification was clearly designed to prevent Quentin Beck from detecting the electrical interference before Spider-Man could successfully link all the drones together into a single vulnerable network!