After hearing Peter's grand blueprint, Aunt May, who had been an ordinary person for most of her life, was left dumbfounded.
"Can... can this really work?"
She asked somewhat uncertainly.
"Don't worry, Aunt May!" Peter gave her a confident smile: "It will definitely work."
In his past life, Peter had witnessed real-life cases of this.
When an ordinary person's feat becomes known by millions of citizens, he himself is plated with a layer of golden armor.
In an instant, he transforms from an "ordinary person" into a "special existence."
It was the same for Luigi and the "Japan Server's Number One Graves."
When they, with the spirit of a modern-day Jing Ke, accomplished what many wanted to do but dared not, no country would dare to rashly sentence them to death.
Furthermore, once any accident occurs to them in prison, the surging media and public opinion would instantly cause the sitting government a massive headache.
In Peter's memory, until he transmigrated, these two still hadn't finished their judicial processes.
Nor did anything like "being shot eight times in the back and dying by suicide" happen... those two could be said to be the best cases to demonstrate Peter's theory.
Although Aunt May and Uncle Ben didn't know the deeds of Luigi and the Japan Server's Number One Graves, they were willing to believe that the child they raised since childhood would not harm them.
So, without a second thought, Uncle Ben took Aunt May's hand to comfort her:
"Dear, believe in Peter. Don't forget, we are also superhumans now. Even without this so-called'social armor,' we actually don't need to fear anyone!"
"And helping those poor homeless people is something we've wanted to do for all these years but lacked the ability to do, isn't it?"
Uncle Ben and Aunt May were both extremely kind-hearted people.
When Peter's parents were still alive, they, as an engineer and an office worker, often helped neighbors solve their difficulties.
Back then, they also fantasized that after they earned more money in the future, they would try to join charity organizations to help more people.
But later, as they adopted Peter and as they grew older, they were heartlessly discarded by capitalists like rusty parts.
As their finances became increasingly tight, they had no choice but to harden their hearts and turn a blind eye to the homeless people around them.
Now, Peter had given them power beyond that of ordinary people.
He was even determined to help them devote themselves to the charitable causes they wanted to do but couldn't when they were young.
For them, this was truly an opportunity not to be missed.
"Dear, you're right."
The worry on Aunt May's face gradually dissipated, replaced by an unprecedented high spirit:
"Since Peter has become so successful and can save us from worrying about our next meal, then we should also try to do more meaningful things."
As they spoke, they unconsciously held each other's hands, as if returning to their high-spirited youth.
Looking at the two elders' enthusiastic appearance, Peter couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.
Being able to let his family live the life they desired was the very meaning of his choice to become a hero... After having dinner with Uncle Ben and Aunt May, Peter didn't stay home for long.
He first arranged for William and Aleksei to come over and continue their guard work, while also teaching Uncle Ben and Aunt May some basic fighting techniques.
Then, without stopping, he rushed to Tony's luxury Villa in the Bronx.
During the process, he didn't forget to notify Captain America, as he planned to explain everything at once to save himself from more talk later.
Knock, knock, knock~
Tony, who was busy developing the mark iv in the laboratory, suddenly heard a series of thuds from outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
He subconsciously stopped his work and looked up.
Boom~!
Noticing that Tony had spotted him, Peter immediately smashed through the glass and flashed in front of Tony.
"Do you really have to choose this way of making an entrance?" Tony complained helplessly.
Peter snapped his fingers, and the horse talisman instantly restored the shattered window to its original state. He then looked at Tony smugly and said:
"You know, superheroes never take the usual path~"
Tony:... "Fine, I get it. Just don't meddle in the Mage's affairs."
Although he complained like this, his hands were very honest as he raised them to pour Peter a large glass of '82 Lafite.
"Hey, actually, I'm not of legal drinking age yet." Peter blinked innocently at him.
Tony:... "Can I fire a blast at your face? I'm serious, just one blast."
"Alright, I'll stop joking with you." Peter took the Lafite handed over by the old drunkard and sipped it, then put down the metal block he had been carrying on his shoulder.
"Hmm? What is this?"
Only then did Tony notice this giant piece of metal.
"This is some good stuff I found in Africa." As Peter spoke, he pulled out a bare ring-pommel hilt from his waist.
Wakanda's nanotechnology was already very mature.
In the movies, Shuri could compress an entire Black Panther suit into a small necklace, so folding and storing a tang long saber into a hilt was naturally not difficult.
Shring~
With a flick of Peter's hand, the tang long saber, radiating a sharp aura, instantly unsheathed.
This show of skill was so elegantly unconventional that Tony almost choked on the red wine in his mouth:
"Pfft... cough cough cough, what the f*ck, is this... nanotechnology?!"
Tony couldn't help but snatch the tang long saber from Peter's hand, examining it like a rare treasure on the lab table through various high-tech scanners.
"My God, this feel... this density... this almost completely static metal activity, what kind of material is this?"
"This thing is practically tailor-made for the nano-suit I'm planning to develop!"
Seeing that Tony was so excited he was starting to get manic, Peter stopped teasing him and told him everything about Wakanda's technology and the news of Vibranium.
Only after explaining all this did he pat Tony on the shoulder and speak:
"This entire ton of Vibranium, I'm handing it over to you."
"My suit, Gwen's, and Felicia's, I'm leaving them all to you."
"Although Wakanda's technology is impressive, I trust you more, Tony Stark."
"I believe that only you can develop the World's most powerful Iron Man Suit."
"As for the remaining parts after making the three suits, I'll leave them for you to study slowly. I believe with your intelligence, you can definitely create an alloy even more powerful than Vibranium."
Peter's words, like bullets, precisely hit the deepest, proudest, and softest part of Tony's heart.
This man, who had never truly opened his heart to others since returning from Afghanistan, felt a strange emotion for the first time, rushing from his chest to his eyes.
It wasn't sadness.
But a feeling of being completely trusted and completely affirmed.
Peter would rather carry heavy materials across the ocean and give up Wakanda's ready-made nanotechnology just to bring the Vibranium back and hand it to him for development.
Simply because... he believed Tony could do better.
What kind of divine friendship is this!
This guy is a real one!