Bai Ye looked at the Punisher, who had sent a team request, and without hesitation chose to refuse.
If it was just dealing with some small-time bank robbers with guns, that was fine. With his current physique, he would only die if he was shot in the head seven or eight times in the same spot.
He was occasionally interested in doing good deeds when there was no danger; he treated it as a way to relax.
But vampires, a sure sign of the supernatural and a headache, he would leave for someone else. His current strength didn't allow him to be that ambitious.
Facing Bai Ye's dismissal, the Punisher didn't try to persuade him further. He chose to leave without hesitation. The earlier thrashing was embarrassing enough. There was no need to continue the entanglement. However, before leaving, Bai Ye stopped him.
"By the way, I thought Blade was handling the vampire situation? How did you, a normal person, get involved? Seems a bit out of your league, doesn't it?" Bai Ye asked, echoing the same question as Matt.
"Blade lost contact the day before yesterday. It seems he's been killed," the Punisher said and then left, leaving Bai Ye in deep thought.
"Bai, are vampires real?" Peter Parker felt his worldview starting to collapse. So many things were hidden behind this peaceful world?
"You've seen Mutants already. Can't accept vampires? Just a bunch of creatures that can't stand the light. In terms of strength, ninety-nine percent of them can't beat you now that you've mutated."
Bai Ye spoke, falling into thought, not expecting to stumble into Blade's script right at home.
But according to the original plot, regardless of which one, they could solve it independently even without me, right? Bai Ye thought, feeling a little uncertain.
After all, the universe he was currently in was definitely not the original Earth-199999 Avengers Universe, but rather a strange world in the Marvel multiverse that inexplicably mixed multiple independent worldviews.
Vampires, Spider-Man, Iron Man, and Mutants all living in the same worldview and growing wildly; it was honestly impossible to predict what would happen due to the butterfly effect.
With a vague anxiety about his own strength, Bai Ye picked up the steel bar on the ground and tossed it to Peter.
"Just like yesterday, use it to hit me. While maintaining the frequency, increase the force by 20%."
"20%?" Peter looked at Bai Ye in surprise, but still nodded heavily. He increased the force a bit more, as Bai Ye had instructed, whipping it onto Bai Ye's body.
Soon, the entire gym echoed with the dull thuds of the steel bar striking the rubber tire.
The low voice was even faintly audible to the others working out below, who all looked up at the ceiling with strange expressions, thinking someone was renovating upstairs.
And because of the increased strength, Peter's whipping duration was directly shortened this time, needing to stop and rest his hands after only twenty-five minutes.
Of course, compared to the physical exhaustion, Bai Ye paid more attention to Peter Parker's current mental state.
"What's with you, spacing out since just now?" Bai Ye asked, looking at Peter, who was deep in thought.
"Bai, I'm thinking about what the Punisher said earlier."
Peter paused, then stopped what he was doing. "You think, after we have these abilities, should we use them to be like them, like superheroes, to help more people?"
Bai Ye didn't speak in response to his question, but instead turned to stare at him for a long while without saying anything.
That look made Peter a little uneasy, wondering if his friend was angry. For a moment, the entire gym atmosphere became somewhat silent.
After a long while, Bai Ye slowly withdrew his gaze and continued his training, urging, "What are you spacing out for? Keep your hands moving."
"Whew." Peter breathed a sigh of relief and continued to swing the steel rod in his hand.
'Honestly, is he really the type who, even when black, only threatens the boss for a raise? Even now that Uncle Ben isn't dead, he's still ready to walk the path of a superhero.'
Bai Ye was a little depressed, suspecting that maybe the part-time salary he gave was too high, leading Peter Parker, after losing the pressure of survival, to start pursuing spiritual fulfillment. Why become a superhero?
Of course, Bai Ye also knew that this guy's character was the type of naturally good-hearted person, impossible to persuade. He could only silently wish him well on his path of a lone star.
'But the day before yesterday, I had Smith go to the factory to purchase and refit a stamping machine. Even if we spend money and skip the licensing procedures, it'll take at least ten days or half a month. This gap can't be wasted. At the very least, I have to squeeze out Peter's remaining value.'
Bai Ye thought silently, then suddenly looked at Peter and said, "Peter, if you insist on becoming a superhero, I won't stop you. But have you considered how to balance your hobby and your life?"
"Being a superhero doesn't come with any subsidies or guarantees. I remember you were raised by your uncle and aunt. Don't you think about them?"
"This..." Peter immediately fell into deep hesitation.
Thinking about how happy Uncle Ben and the others were this morning when he showed them the twenty thousand in cash and told them about the part-time job, Bai Ye's previously eager heart immediately cooled down.
"Don't forget, I've already paid you a month's salary in advance for the part-time job, two thousand. I'm not stopping you from being a superhero, but at least you can't neglect the work for the first month," Bai Ye said.
"I understand," Peter nodded seriously after thinking for a moment.
Plan achieved! Seeing Peter agree, Bai Ye thought with satisfaction.
Indeed, the Pals in the real world were still too unstable. As the boss, he actually had to consider the employee's feelings. It was truly going against the natural order of things.
Unlike the ordered machines, which were tireless and wouldn't stop as long as the internal components weren't damaged.
After half a month, once the modern equipment from the factory was researched, they could directly optimize outdated manual laborers like Peter.
Of course, this wasn't about layoffs, but rather about providing high-level talent to the outside world.
It was about sending Peter, this high-value worker, to the streets of New York to continue being his superhero, contributing to America's capitalist construction, shining and radiating heat.
At this moment, Peter didn't know that Bai Ye, beside him, had already thought about what to do after optimizing him, while he was still working hard to train Bai Ye, completely unaware.
Peter was even filled with gratitude, feeling that even though he had suggested leaving, the other party was still so considerate of him. This friend was really too good.
There's still not enough time. Bai Ye lamented in his heart.
Since he had obtained the panel, various events had been drawn to him like magnets, impossible to avoid. It was really a bit too rushed.
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