[Comprehensive British and American] God's life is difficult and how to break it

Newbera's holiday was not leisurely: Pepper was busy running the company, wrestling wits with pious high-level executives, and attending complicated meetings; the special assistant didn't dare to offend Tony and let him do whatever he wanted; as for Jarvis. ...You can't let the virtual human-computer interface chase Tony to drink water and take medicine, can you?

Therefore, she will accompany Tony to do rehabilitation, force him to rest after four hours of continuous work, deliver pills, medicinal oil and purified water to the laboratory on time, make an appointment with a masseuse and a nutritionist, and pick up all unimportant medicines for him. Telephone.....

After the nutritionist formulated a scientific and not overly stringent recipe for Tony, she had to persuade her father to accept the fact that sugar intake must be reduced, and then upload the information to Jarvis so that he could select the ingredients that meet the requirements and The recipe, and finally told the kitchen to make the food according to the quality and quantity.

In addition, Newbella also attended several important meetings and charity dinners of Stark Industries as the mascot 2.0①. The homepage of the gossip website, and it continues to be popular.

"If I don't appear in public again, you will become Pepper's daughter in a few days, or worse..." Tony looked at the entertainment news that Jarvis called out angrily, "What the hell is the splint? When can I pick it up?"

"The arm splint will be removed in a week, and the doctor said that your ankle is recovering well, and the swelling will completely subside in about two days. Well, it's just in time for the [-]th Annual Supporting Soldiers' Families Fund Gala." Newbella checked the schedule, "This year What brand of dress do you want to wear?"

"I want to wear a battle suit, and you and Pepper can wear it with me. How about your one painted in the colors of My Little Pony?" Tony said enthusiastically, "What do you think, Peter?"

Peter squinted at Newbella's expression: "Well... I think Newbella will say that before the doctor approves you to move freely, you don't want to wear the suit that can take people flying casually."

"correct."

Tony pursed his lips: "Huh, little traitor." These days, he tried to pull Peter into his trench more than once to deal with Newbella with the enemy, but failed every time.

"I can update your equipment and teach you combat skills. What about Newbera? Can you check whether your SAT answers are correct?" Tony was furious. "Please don't tell me that my peers were born in the trenches. I'm young!"

Peter scratched his head: "SAT is very important, November is the last chance..."

"..." Tony had nothing to say, let Jarvis command the wheelchair depressedly, and pushed him back to the laboratory to be quiet.

"I'm sorry I haven't been able to review with you these few days." Newbella sat next to Peter with a muffin, "It's just baked, and the sugar is twice as much as dad's portion."

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Stark's health is more important." Peter seemed a little absent-minded, he took a muffin and ate it, and his eyes didn't know where to stop.

Then the atmosphere fell into an awkward silence that had never been seen before.

Seeing that most of the plate of muffins was almost finished, and the atmosphere was still not right, Newbella couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"

Peter silently handed her a bright yellow folder next to his hand: "Look at this, the briefing I made."

Newbella opened the folder in confusion: "What is this... Oh!" It turned out to be a briefing on the investigation of the vaccine incident. Peter sorted it out according to the schedule. The latest news is that the FBI promised to issue it by this Friday at the latest Detailed investigative report.

"There are so many high schools involved in the investigation! I thought it was only Midtown High...Why are all the 12th graders showing symptoms?"

"I don't know." Peter said slowly, "Carrie said that Libby and five other classmates were wheeled into the emergency room last night... epilepsy, bleeding from the bottom of the ear, and other terrible symptoms. The FBI couldn't find out. What is the problem with the vaccine, and the doctor naturally has no medical plan to alleviate the symptoms..."

Newbella couldn't believe it: "But, it's been four days since the FBI got involved in the investigation! Are their experimental equipment bad?"

Tony's voice suddenly came from the downstairs laboratory: "Baby Newbella, come here!"

"Coming!" Newbella replied, "Sorry Peter, I'll be right back!"

However, when she returned to the living room, Peter was not there, which had never happened in the over a year she had known him.

Newbera asked Mark NO.18 standing beside the sofa in a knightly form: "Where's Peter?"

Mark NO.18 pointed to the stairs, and Newbera turned his head abruptly, seeing Peter coming down the stairs in full armor.

"What are you going to do? Who sent you the mission? Who will accompany you there? Didn't Coulson say that underage Avengers members are not allowed to act alone?" She asked four questions in a row.

"Libby is gone."

Newbella was puzzled: "Where did Libby go? I didn't see her come in? She...should be in the hospital?"

"They announced the death 5 minutes ago. Kevin left 3 minutes ago." Peter said softly, "Don't stop me, Newbella. I have to see with my own eyes how far the FBI investigation has come... Just look at the test report."

Newbella's hands were shaking badly. She and Libby were not familiar with each other. The two had not spoken more than ten sentences, and she did not appreciate Libby's shy confession.

Ke Libby is only 17 years old, she is the purest and lovely age, carefree, with a bright future......

There is also Kevin, a young Thai boy who has helped her and Peter pass on messages many times, but has never made a narrow joke.The last time we met, he had also asked Newbella which university she wanted to apply to.

In the blink of an eye, they all disappeared from the world.

Disappeared cleanly.

"I'm going too." Newbella heard her dry voice, "Who...I want to know who..."

Peter frowned: "But you just started training."

"But I'm a demigod. The locks, handcuffs, doors, windows, and security systems that cost tens of millions of dollars invented by humans are all ineffective to me. The only monitoring that needs to be careful, do you have a way to deal with it?"

"I don't think monitoring is the primary issue." Peter said with difficulty, "We don't have means of transportation... I mean, if I'm alone, I can just fly over with a spider's thread, but you..."

"You can carry me and fly with the spider's silk." Newbella said angrily, "Or I will carry you and fly there. Damn Peter! What's your IQ? I can fly too!"

Peter was wearing a mask, and she couldn't see his expression: "I'm just too worried, in case something happens...Mr. Stark will kill me...."

"Please, I won't be able to die even if everything is destroyed or the end of the world. Besides, he likes you. Peter is long and Peter is short all day long. Why doesn't the spider bite me? Barbara, I'm going to be jealous."

"Okay... okay."

After successfully reaching the center of the city, they went to get a car: the main reason was the real fatigue of flying around, and the car's own navigation system was another part of the reason.

Peter said that the agent's car should be low-key, luxurious and high-performance, so Newbella used the shrinking device Scott gave her to steal a brand-new Lexus SUV, and the whole process took only 10 seconds.

"I don't have a driver's license, do you have one?" Peter sneakily paid attention to the surrounding movements, "I'm so nervous, you know I always take the subway to do tasks."

Newbera sat in the driver's seat, fastened the seat belt, started the engine, and kicked the accelerator to blast out: "I don't have a driver's license, but my father secretly taught me to drive and fly."

"....My God, Newbay....This is a NO RIGHT TURN SIGN! DON'T TURN YOUR HEAD TO LOOK IN YOUR VIEW MIRROR!!!!"

"Peter, put the handbrake on for me!"

....

The driving process is full of ups and downs and emergencies, maybe a few red lights?In any case, they survived the storm strong.Half an hour later, Newbera struggled to park his car next to a Chinese restaurant 500 meters away from the FBI's New York branch.

Peter wiped off his cold sweat, and took out the blueprints he asked Louis ③ to come: "This is the blueprint before their renovation, but the general structure and room layout have not changed. The laboratory is on the ground floor...can you see it?"

"I seem to have seen a lot of experimental equipment, mobile refrigerators, and technicians walking around. Hey...they actually eat cheese sticks in the laboratory, so unhygienic!"

"Can you see the words on the computer screen?"

"If I were a pure-blooded protoss, let alone the words on the screen, the technicians could count the freckles on their noses. It's a pity that my human blood has weakened the sky eye from 1080P to 720P; if the distance is farther, 480P; Go further, 360P..."

Peter raised his hand to beg for mercy: "Okay, okay, your point of view is clear enough."

"So, what's the next step?" Newbella asked. "What were you going to do?"

"Swinging spider silk into the city, climbing walls, breaking windows, stealing samples, if someone comes, entangle him with a web, and retreat."

Newbella rubbed his chin: "Good idea. But now the whole world knows that [Spider-Man] is a member of the Avengers, and there is no reason why the mentally handicapped FBI should not know. Do you think they will find S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers?" trouble?"

"You mean...you go?" Peter asked cautiously, "but the whole universe knows you are Mr. Stark's daughter..."

The two rookies looked at each other for a while, and Newbera asked, "Should I summon some divine servants? The world and the universe certainly don't know him."

"Or how long will it take me to lure them out? 5 minutes? 10 minutes? Half an hour?"

"How many minutes can you delay?" Newbera asked. "I'll leave as soon as I get the sample. Three minutes at most. If you want an investigative report, maybe a few more minutes."

"The investigation report should be in the task force office on the third floor, so there's no time to run around." Peter gritted his teeth, "Just take the samples, the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. can also do the test, maybe faster than the FBI."

"Okay. By the way, how are you going to lure them away? Is it the kindling that Hephaestus ④ gave me? The burning time is relatively long... at least three years."

"No, no tinder. Steve gave me an incendiary|bomb and I'll find a way to toss it in the evidence room. You stay in the car until the fire alarm goes off and they all get out Run in again." Peter urged, "Also, don't touch the horn."

"Yes, sir."

The author has something to say: ① Mascot 2.0: Mascot 1.0 is Tony, who has long since stepped down as CEO.

②Scott: [Ant-Man], full name Scott Lang, nickname Stetti.

③Louis: Scott's good friend, the funny guy in the "Ant-Man" movie~

④ Hephaestus: The god of fire, stone masonry, sculpture art and blacksmith with exceptional craftsmanship in Greek mythology, one of the twelve main gods of Olympus.