Chapter 80: Spider Sense... Wait

The system is truly generous.

The nine major abilities of Spider-Man, and Luke is actually allowed to choose one. So, is there really anything to consider? Of course, Spider Sense! How powerful.

But is it really that simple?

The system presented Luke with a list of Spider-Man’s abilities.

The list was as follows:

Spider Sense: Like a spider, perceives information through vibrations in the air, sensing all dangers nearby. Not selectable, source not yet activated.

Wall-Crawling: Hands and feet adhere to any solid surface. Not selectable, source not yet activated.

Spider Strength: Proportionally magnified strength of a spider, up to 20 tons. Not selectable, source not yet activated.

Super Endurance: Not selectable, source not yet activated.

Super Reflexes: Not selectable…

Super Agility: Not selectable…

Super Speed: Not selectable…

Super Healing: Not selectable…

Super Chatterbox: Selectable.

Luke: “…”

Fine, no web-shooting included.

At first, Luke was a bit worried—he’s just a kid, and shooting white stuff everywhere didn’t seem right.

He remembered in the movie, Peter Parker concocted his own web fluid in chemistry class. Well, that makes sense.

The other abilities matched pretty much what Luke remembered.

But what’s with all these “source not yet activated, not selectable”? And the last one, Super Chatterbox, is actually available… What the hell does that mean???

Luke wanted to curse.

He felt cheated after working so hard to earn all that favorability!

At this moment, Lotus was dozing off in the aquarium.

Luke yanked him out.

“Tell me what’s going on? You said if I maxed out favorability, the system would let me steal a Spider-Man ability? And now all I get is Super Chatterbox! Is that even an ability?!”

Lotus stroked his octopus face with his short, weak tentacle. “I think it is. In reality, when someone uses knowledge and experience to develop a set of behaviors through practice, that’s a skill.”

“That’s because you’re a chatterbox yourself! I don’t want to turn into someone like you!”

Luke crossed his arms in dissatisfaction, demanding a reasonable explanation. “And why can’t I choose the other abilities? What does ‘source not yet activated’ even mean?”

Lotus explained lazily, “Theoretically, as you increase favorability, the system continually extracts pheromones from the source. What? You’re asking what pheromones are? How would I know! Go ask... ahem... Anyway, it’s a method to replicate the source’s abilities. In your case, it means your source hasn’t mastered these abilities yet.”

“So, you’re saying Peter Parker isn’t Spider-Man yet, and that’s why his abilities can’t be extracted?”

“Exactly, kid!” Lotus said gleefully, gloating over Luke’s disappointment.

He felt utterly deflated...

Heaven knows!

He’d been looking forward to this for so long!

Who would’ve thought, in the end, this would be the result...

It’s 2008, and Peter Parker, just like him, is only seven years old. He won’t become Spider-Man until high school.

Damn it, does that mean he has to wait eight years? Unbelievable...

Anyone familiar with Marvel knows that Spider Sense is the critical power that allows the little spider to survive in the chaos of the Marvel universe and become a top-tier superhero.

Spider Sense lets Spider-Man foresee dangers and prepare in advance.

At its strongest, it can even predict the future!

As long as the danger is related to Spider-Man, his Spider Sense can warn him.

For example, when defusing a bomb and deciding whether to cut the red or blue wire, as soon as Spider-Man puts his hand on one of the wires, Spider Sense will trigger. If cutting that wire would detonate the bomb, his Spider Sense will warn him ahead of time. If not, there’s no warning.

What an overpowered, delightful ability!

As someone who’s afraid of dying but constantly finds himself in risky situations, what Luke wants most is a power that warns him of impending danger.

Yet now, Spider Sense is right in front of him, but he’s told it’s still locked—his “wife” hasn’t even been fertilized yet! What the hell!

An aunt can endure, but an uncle cannot!

Faced with the only available ability: Super Chatterbox, Luke could only stare.

At this moment, Christina was cheerfully reporting on the state of the armor after the latest battle.

After last night’s fight, the Warlord’s external shell was still pristine—not even a scratch, though most of the paint had been stripped away.

As expected, the internal structure had suffered varying degrees of damage.

One of the thrusters was knocked out. Luke had noticed it during his flight back.

The internal temperature control system had also failed. In addition, several precision components, like the left elbow’s piston and the dashcam’s hard drive, were also damaged.

Moreover, the frame seemed unable to withstand the power of the Phantom Blade Dance maneuver.

After repeatedly using the move throughout the night, some of the internal transmission structures had started to melt, but fortunately not severely—it didn’t affect operation and would be easy to repair.

Christina estimated the total repair cost for the Warlord: including parts replacement and repainting, it would be about half a million dollars. Acceptable for Luke.

Of course, if he counted the spoils from this operation, the repair costs were negligible.

Luke had Christina tally up the loot: just the Ex-Wife Missiles alone totaled 206!

There was also a huge pile of military-grade precision components, radars, and chips—if converted to cash, worth nearly ten million dollars.

All of it was his, and no one would take a cent!

And let’s not forget, Fury had also promised him 20 kilograms of secondary adamantium.

With that much alloy and those components, repairing the Warlord—or even building a new one—would be more than feasible.

After all, the Warlord only cost him just under ten million to begin with.

The tech was all his own, and he got materials at cost price—not as expensive as outsiders might think.

For the "Cheap Shot" trial mission, he ended up with an S-rank evaluation. Lotus, true to his word, let him pick any item from his collection, limited to artifact-level.

After some careful consideration, Luke chose the Shadowless Sword—Aerenor over the Stardust Meteor Blade.

Just so he could better cosplay as the King.

He was quite pleased with this reward, feeling his embarrassing night was well worth it.

But for now, he had no time to forge the sword; there were too many matters to attend to.

He also needed to find time to study that large red crystal.

What puzzled Luke was that the thing was originally colorless, but after absorbing energy, it turned red.

This unexpected find made his imagination run wild, prompting new theories about how DNF materials might change in the Marvel universe.

Christina’s preliminary analysis was that at the time, the arc reactor in Iron Man’s chest underwent an atomic-level fission of magical energy, which was then absorbed by the colorless crystal, causing elemental recombination and altering its properties—hence the red color.

The only certainty was that the crystal, now saturated with energy, contained a vast amount of Antuen’s magical power—one hundred percent fire attribute.

“Master, Miss Daisy has requested to speak with you for the 739th time,” Christina’s voice chimed in.

Luke finally remembered the Daisy he had imprisoned in the warehouse.

At the moment, he was lying on his bed at home.

“Sigh, headache. Leave her there; I’ll deal with it later,” Luke waved dismissively.

He decided to focus first on the Spider Sense problem.

“Hmm, I need a way to make little Spider, Peter Parker, become Spider-Man right now,” Luke mused, stroking his chin and nodding thoughtfully.