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“Seriously, where did you build such a large secret base?” Gwen looked around. “You couldn’t have bought such a large piece of land, right?”

“If that were the case, it wouldn’t be a secret base.” Yang Le operated the console, and the screen lit up, playing footage.

Watching the fish and reefs in the video, Gwen said in surprise.

“Are we in the sea now?”

“To be precise, the Atlantic Ocean. Excavating such a large space underwater nearly killed me. Underwater, the Ice Wraith is indeed not as useful as Steel Jaw.”

Yang Le even patted his waist to show his hard work.

“Are you saying that we walked through a door and went from Queens to the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean? Are you Dr. Doom?”

Yang Le didn't rush to explain, but instead pulled up another picture.

“Like I said before, I am a time-traveler, and this sphere is the culprit that brought me to this universe. Don't underestimate this unassuming sphere; its creator is the smartest person in the entire universe. By studying it, I have obtained many interesting gadgets.”

“But those are not the main focus today.” Yang Le said, pressing a few more buttons on the console.

“Our main point today is this, the Hand, and they are the culprits who harmed your father.”

A symbol appeared on the screen, a bright red handprint with a human face instead of palm lines in the center, looking a bit bizarre.

“Please forgive me; this is what I drew based on my memory, so it may be different from the original. But that’s a good thing, saving them from sending me a subpoena. After all, these symbols passed down for many years are particularly keen on suing others for infringement.”

“Habby~” Gwen looked at Yang Le’s antics helplessly, her brewing vengeful emotions completely interrupted.

“To ease the atmosphere, cough, let’s get to the point.” Yang Le coughed and put on a serious face.

“The reason I suspect the Hand is because of their signature ninja elements, and most importantly, they don’t leave corpses behind after death, but turn into a pile of ashes, leaving no clues for the enemy. They are practically perfect assassins.”

“Of course, no clues are the biggest clue. Because of the characteristic of not leaving a corpse, anyone can tell that they are the Hand. It’s like revealing themselves.”

“They don’t want to leave clues, so they don’t leave corpses after death, but not leaving corpses exposes their identity.” Gwen scratched her head, feeling that this organization wasn’t very smart.

“But don’t underestimate them. The Hand still has some strength. According to your description, the ones you encountered that day were at most just lackeys. The real trouble is those who have weird ninjutsu and magic.”

Mentioning magic, Yang Le couldn’t help but have a headache. Most of the alien heroes in the Omnitrix have very low magic resistance, so if he encountered them, he might also be in a tough battle.

“No matter how dangerous, it can’t stop me.” Gwen looked at Yang Le with firm eyes. “Those ninjas want to kill my father, and I can’t just watch my father die.”

“I always mess up my life. From childhood to adulthood, the only thing I’ve always held onto is music, but now I have this power, and I don’t want to keep losing. I want to use this power to protect everything around me, starting with my father.”

“What you just said has a bit of a Spider-Man vibe.” Yang Le applauded Gwen’s speech.

Yang Le wasn’t actually that familiar with the story of Earth-65. He only knew that Gwen was a multiverse traveler like Wang Xiaoming, and, oh yeah, the famous Lizard Peter also came from this universe.

But the reason Peter became the Lizard was because of long-term school bullying and excessive worship of Gwen.

But now Peter has beaten Thompson and become a popular figure in the school, and he's all lovey-dovey with Mary Jane. There's no way he'd become the Lizard now.

Wait, is something wrong? Yang Le frowned as he thought of this. He remembered that George's assassination was supposed to happen after Peter became the Lizard and died, but now George's assassination has been brought forward. Is this not Earth-65?

“What’s wrong, Habby?” Gwen looked at Yang Le, who had suddenly stopped talking, with confusion.

“Oh, it’s nothing, just thinking about some unimportant things.” Yang Le waved his hand, signaling Gwen not to worry.

“By the way, I’ve prepared some gifts for you to deal with the Hand.”

Yang Le snapped his fingers, and a person-sized cylindrical cabinet rose from the ground.

“To protect your safety, I made you a battle suit.” Yang Le led Gwen to the cabinet, and the protective cover slowly opened, revealing the equipment inside.

Yang Le didn’t show off his poor design talent and chose the classic design of Ghost-Spider. A suit with pink, white, and black as the main colors appeared before Gwen.

“Wow, it’s hard to imagine this design came from your hands.” Gwen looked at the suit in front of her with satisfaction, couldn’t help but reach out and touch it, while also not forgetting to complain about Yang Le’s aesthetics.

‘It’s beautiful, you designed it yourself.’ Yang Le thought in his heart, looking at Gwen, who couldn’t put it down.

Ignoring Gwen’s complaints, Yang Le continued to introduce the equipment.

“The material of the battle suit is a composite fiber, which was put together by Lingjingguai. Anyway, according to him, this thing can be used to make Hulk’s underwear.”

“Hulk? What’s that? And it’s made of underwear material?” Gwen felt a chill and quickly retracted her hand, wiping it on Yang Le’s body as if she had touched something dirty.

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“It’s a metaphor! Do you understand metaphors?” Yang Le looked at Gwen with a black line on his face.

“Hulk is also a superhero, it’s hard to explain in a few words, but you just need to know that this material is very strong.”

Yang Le picked up the uniquely shaped bracelet next to the battle suit and put it on Gwen.

“This is a web-shooter. With it, you can defeat any supervillain.”

Looking at Gwen, who was puzzled, Yang Le also put on a web-shooter, ready to start showing her how to use it.

“Watch carefully, this is how the web-shooter is used.”

After saying that, Yang Le stretched out his arm, retracted his middle and ring fingers, and pressed the switch located in the palm of his hand. Then, nothing happened.

“?” Gwen looked at Yang Le in confusion.

Yang Le scratched his head and said awkwardly: “Sorry, I forgot that the trigger button requires 180 pounds of force. I can’t press it.”

This design is actually a kind of insurance. Only Spider-Man, who has super strength, can use the web-shooter at will. Yang Le thought it was good, so he added it, but he didn’t expect it to backfire.

Gwen shook her head, reached out and operated it once according to Yang Le’s posture, and pressed it down easily, but still no web shot out.

“Press the button twice quickly to shoot out the web.”

Yang Le said quietly from the side.