Summoner from a certain American comic

Adam looked at the awkward Dr. Stern and couldn't help but smile. He was just joking for fun. Adam, who had become a god, had no time to do what businessmen should do.

Although Adam is a bit of a god, he doesn’t seem to be short of money anyway. Since he’s not short of money, why do he want to do business?

"Adam" Dr. Stern looked at Adam seriously, his mouth wide open, but unable to speak. With his mind full of blanks, he had no idea how to impress Adam and get him to fund his experiment.

"Let's end the conversation today. Your netizen will be here tomorrow. Test your inhibitor on him first and show it to me. Then I will consider whether to fund your development of more super serum projects."

Adam took out a large amount of money from his arms and put it on the table, and said to Dr. Stern: "These are your initial investment. Although it is not much, it should be enough for you. We will meet again tomorrow, you You can use it to buy a suit that fits you well, and you probably won’t look so annoying with your new clothes.”

Dr. Stern was still looking at the money on the table in a daze, so Adam stood up and walked out of the coffee shop, and Dr. Stern quickly chased after him.

"Wait, this is my business card. Remember to call me tomorrow." Dr. Stern took out a handwritten white paper from his wrinkled pocket and handed it to Adam. "These are my contact information and lab address."

"You call this a business card." Adam did not accept the handwritten business card. "Take your little note back. I have plenty of ways to find you. See you tomorrow."

"Hey" Dr. Stern wanted to say something else, but Adam had already walked into the endless flow of people.

Looking at the crowded streets, Dr. Stern could no longer see Adam and sighed silently. He thought that his "interview" had failed again.

Stern understood from the contempt for himself in Adam's words just now that the money should be a comfort to him. In addition, Adam did not accept his phone number and address, which fully demonstrated that Adam had no intention of contacting him again.

Dr. Stern sat back in the window seat in despair, eating the dessert on the table while reflecting on himself.

"Has your friend left?" The beautiful waiter appeared again. "You don't look well. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Seeing the worry on the waiter's face, Stern suddenly felt a warmth in his heart. What a kind girl.

"Beautiful girl, thank you for your concern. I'm fine." Dr. Stern forced a smile and asked softly: "You are the kindest girl I have ever met. Can I be lucky enough to know your name?"

"My name is Gwen Stacey, please let me know if you need help." Gwen looked at the remorse on Stern's face and the money in his hand, as if he had misunderstood something. "My father is a policeman. I believe he will be able to help you very well."

"What?" Dr. Stern couldn't react.

"Didn't you sell your blood just now?" Gwen's face was full of confusion. "I vaguely heard what kind of blood you proposed, how much it would cost, etc."

"You obviously misunderstood, girl." Dr. Stern did not intend to continue explaining. His mind was very confused now. "Thank you very much for caring about me, but this is my private matter. Pay the bill."

Adam followed the crowds of people on the street, wandering aimlessly.

Adam is still looking forward to meeting the Hulk tomorrow, and he is also more interested in hating him.

Super serums and the like have no appeal to Adam. Whether it is to increase strength or train his subordinates, they are not as good as Adam's system. What Adam was more interested in was the Hulk itself, which could at least increase his summoning energy.

A high school boy carrying a bag walked towards Adam quickly. Judging from the way the boy lowered his head, if Adam didn't hide, he would soon bump into Adam.

A smile appeared on Adam's face, and he was about to avoid the boy on one side when he suddenly froze.

"Master, the summoning energy has increased."

The sound of the system interrupted Adam's avoidance. Adam stood there and watched the boy bump into him and then be bounced to the ground.

"Oh, my head." The boy covered his head and sat on the ground, raising his head and looking at Adam innocently. "Oh, man, you are so strong. Did you put an iron plate on your chest? My head, my God, it's packed."

"Sorry buddy, are you okay?" Adam stretched out his right hand in front of the boy and raised his eyebrows at the boy.

The boy smiled, grabbed Adam's hand, stood up with Adam's strength, and kept talking: "Okay, because you are so polite, I will forgive you, but to be honest Dude, you are the strongest person I have ever seen. You have yellow skin, black hair, and black eyes. Are you Asian? Do you know Chinese Kung Fu?"

"I" Adam opened his mouth, and as soon as he said the word "I", he was interrupted by the boy's rapid speaking speed.

"Yeah, I also thought you were Asian. My intuition has always been very accurate. I didn't expect that I guessed it right." The boy chattered while extending his right hand to Adam. "Hello, my name is Peter, Peter Parker. I am a high school student. You went to high school, right? When you were in high school, did you watch Captain America videos every day?"

"Stop." Adam looked at the boy named Peter in front of him in surprise. Is this the talkative little spider?

"What?" Peter said with no intention of stopping at all, "Actually, what happened just now was my fault. Because I was a little obsessed with doing experiments today, I didn't realize the time. I will be late for the date with Aunt Mei soon."

Adam's eyes lit up when he heard these, and he quickly said: "Then you should go to the appointment as soon as possible. We can leave a phone number and chat another day, really."

Adam doesn't hate Spidey, but he likes it very much, just like he likes Little Meanie.

Adam is not a talkative person, but for some reason, he particularly likes those guys who are talkative, including the poisonous-tongued Iron Man.

"Oh, actually that's not a date, it's just an agreement between me and my elders." Peter didn't show any signs of anxiety. "Do you and your parents often make agreements, such as going shopping together, buying groceries together, or eating together?"

"It's already late anyway, maybe I should give her a call." Peter said, taking out his mobile phone from his bag. "Actually, I have such an agreement with him every day. It's not a big deal if I don't go to the appointment once or twice. Are you right? Yes, I forgot to ask, what's your name, buddy?"

Adam felt something was wrong. Although the little spider was a talker, there was no need to chatter about him so much when they first met.

Adam recalled the feeling of the little spider bumping into him just now. Although the little spider with extraordinary power was no different in terms of threat to Adam than ordinary people, the difference in perception was still quite big.

Adam was quite sure that the chatty guy in front of him had been bitten by a spider and gained extraordinary powers. Perhaps he had become a good neighbor in New York, our Spider-Man.

But why did he want to get close to Adam?

"My name is Adam, and your name is Peter, right? Peter Parker." A playful smile appeared on Adam's face. "Your name is so unique. Are you Mexican or Canadian?"

Are you surprised or not? In the second update, I will ask you if you are surprised.

End of this chapter