Little Spider had been looking forward to this, but when Anton drove the car into a narrow alley and parked in a secluded lot, Peter followed him out and opened a manhole cover at the edge of the parking area—and he froze.
What was going on?
"Come on. Your new friends are inside," Anton said, entering the sewer.
Peter hesitated for a moment, then followed Anton into the underground passage.
To his surprise, the sewer wasn't at all what he expected. There was none of the usual rot or stench.
After walking for two or three minutes, a whole new world opened up before him.
"This is…?"
Peter's eyes went wide, stunned by the sight.
The area had been transformed into a secret base!
Monitors lined the walls, and on the other side were numerous high-tech devices.
Peter wasn't unfamiliar with these kinds of machines.
He had used them during his weekend shifts at Oscorp.
What shocked him the most, however, was seeing a one-armed scientist working diligently among the equipment.
"Professor Connors!!"
Peter exclaimed.
Connors turned around, and upon seeing a familiar face, gave a gentle smile, tinged with a hint of guilt.
"Peter, long time no see."
"Professor Connors, what are you doing here?"
Peter glanced at Anton, hesitated, and then approached Connors. Seeing the data on the devices, he suddenly understood.
"You're still researching the Lizard gene?!"
"Don't worry, Peter. I won't lose myself to madness over this broken arm again," Connors said.
With his only left hand, he ruffled Peter's hair and smiled. "You should thank Batman for giving me a chance to redeem myself."
"And… Uncle Norman?"
Peter turned to Anton, hesitating. "Anton, where is Uncle Norman?"
"His condition isn't good. It's not convenient for him to see you," Anton replied calmly.
Boom! Boom!!
From another entrance to the sewer came muffled crashes and snarls.
Peter immediately realized what was happening.
Norman was still in his Green Goblin state, and the side effects of the enhancement serum made it impossible to quickly suppress his negative emotions.
"We're making progress!"
Connors explained: "Using the mutagen from the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, we can develop an antidote to restore Norman's mind, eliminating his negative thoughts. It will also grant extraordinary regenerative abilities."
"So that means your arm could also grow back. And this time, there won't be any side effects?"
Peter understood the implication.
"Yes," Connors nodded, feeling grateful. "Thanks to Batman."
Peter looked at Anton with sincere appreciation.
Connors was a mentor figure Peter respected deeply, someone who had helped him a great deal. Seeing him turn over a new leaf filled Peter with genuine happiness.
Anton gestured. "Peter, I brought you here to meet your new friends."
"New friends?"
Peter already had a hunch about who they were. Their reputation had recently exploded!
"They're over at the training ground," Connors told Anton.
"Let's go."
Anton led Peter to the dojo, the same place the turtles trained.
Master Splinter, the giant rat, was putting the turtles through strict, almost brutal exercises—both to strengthen their willpower and as a form of discipline.
"Who crushed my bonsai this morning on the way to the police station?"
Splinter's long tail flicked among the turtles as he walked around, causing them to spin on their balance balls.
"It wasn't me, Master!"
Michelangelo squealed. "It was Donnie! Donnie stepped on your bonsai!"
"Lying! It was you, Mikey!"
Donatello growled.
"Anyway, it was those two. Master, can you let Leo and me go?"
Raphael panted loudly.
"Master, it's all my fault!"
Leonardo admitted. "As the eldest, I didn't manage them properly."
As the eldest and team leader, the pressure on him was far greater than on his brothers. Not only was he upside-down, he was also balancing a giant rock with his feet—harder than the others' exercises.
Suddenly, the turtles all turned to look at Anton and Peter.
"Anton, is something wrong?"
Splinter's eyes scanned Anton before settling on Peter. "Who is he?"
"This is Peter Parker, Master Splinter. I hope you can give him some special training… You're the best teacher I know," Anton said politely, smiling.
"That is true."
Splinter accepted Anton's praise calmly. He circled Peter, sniffed him, and squeezed his arm muscles. Slightly surprised, he said: "Your strength doesn't match your appearance, little one."
"Uh… hello…"
Peter stared at the giant rat beside him, amazed.
He wasn't unfamiliar with the turtles themselves; lately, TMNT news had been all over New York.
The turtles had become the city's new darlings.
Their most fanatic fans even wanted to hang TMNT pictures on the city hall flagpole!
Even Batman's crazed fans had never been this extreme.
"What kind of strength could a little guy like him have?"
Michelangelo pouted and complained: "Master, please let us down! I can't take it anymore."
"Fine."
Splinter relented, pointing at Michelangelo. "Mikey, test this little guy's strength."
"Test?"
Michelangelo flipped joyfully in the air, landing in front of Peter with a turtle-like grin. "Don't blame me if I'm not gentle!"
"Bring it on!"
Peter stepped into the center of the dojo, beckoning to Mikey. Seeing the yellow-masked turtle underestimate him, he smirked darkly. "I won't hold back."
"You better not cry," Mikey said with a playful grin.
Mikey didn't use his nunchucks but took a defensive stance.
"Come on, kid. Hit me!"
He tapped his chest shell confidently, drawing exasperated looks from the other turtles and Splinter.
Anton's expression was strange. He glanced at Mikey, then at Peter, enjoying the show silently.
Splinter had quickly assessed Peter's muscle power and knew he was extraordinary but didn't warn Mikey—he wanted Mikey to learn his lesson.
The other turtles sensed something was off. Seeing Anton and Splinter so calm, they felt uneasy.
"Then I won't be polite!"
Peter grinned mischievously, walked slowly toward Mikey, and formed his fingers into a fist.
Boom!
A single punch shattered the air.
Mikey's face went pale. His shell didn't crack, but he was sent flying, crashing into a wall near the sewer junction.
"Sh*t!!"
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