A Manga Striker of Fantasy Technology

Chapter 94, Little Spider's Work

"Ned, I'm going to work in the Arachnid Spider Lab!" Peter waved to his fat friend, "I'll be back tonight!"

"It seems that you really value your internship!" Ned lowered his hat and said goodbye to Peter, "Then you won't come to the afternoon class?"

"Anyway, it's an elective course. Help me, Ned!" Peter patted his old man on the shoulder.

"The problem is that Mr. Alt really won't let you ask for leave!" Ned sighed, "Okay, I'll help you solve it, isn't it just hacking the school system?" He scratched his head, "But the attendance sheet What happened is all your fault!"

"OK, OK, the rest is all my business!" Peter smiled, "It's still Ned, you are my good brother!" He hugged Ned happily, "Okay, I'm leaving! ’ He jumped and flagged down a taxi.

"Where are you going?" The driver rolled down the window.

"Spider Laboratory of Shentong Group!" Peter said excitedly, "I'm going there for an internship!" He opened the back door of the car and got in.

"Hey, young man, you actually went to the Shentong Group for an internship. You are quite capable!" Now many people in the world know the power of the Shentong Group, and even the Shentong Group that has entered the political field can be said to be the most powerful talent group in the entire world. , at least on the surface.

"It's okay!" Peter touched his head, he looked at the practice bag in his hand, "Finally... finally took the first step!" He secretly cheered himself up.

"Congratulations!" The uncle driver stepped on the gas pedal, with an inexplicable expression on his vicissitudes of life, "I used to want to go to work in the Shentong Building, but..." There was a sense of helplessness in his words , "I still think too highly of myself!" His car was driving fast on the streets of New York, which were not particularly congested.

"It's about to start!" Peter was sitting in the back seat, watching the scene in front of him constantly changing.

"It's here!" After driving for about 10 minutes, the driver's words reached Peter's ears, "It's over there!" The driver pointed to a circular research institute with a flashing blue light of the supernatural power logo, "Go in Bar!"

"Okay!" Peter looked at the counter and took out the coins from his pocket, "Master, here you are!"

"Well, young people, work hard!" The driver laughed, and then drove away with another gas pedal.

"It's here, it's finally here!" Peter jumped up and moved his body, "Hi!" He greeted the guard and walked up.

"What are you doing?" The guard frowned and stopped Peter, "This is the research institute, and it's not time for open visits yet!"

"I'm an intern!" Peter smiled, and then opened his intern bag, "Look!" He took out something that looked like a dog tag, "Can I go in?"

"I'll make a call!" The guard looked at Peter up and down, "Hey, Dr. Tranter, today..." A bunch of crackling words.

"Yes, it's called Peter Parker!" Peter could hear the doctor's voice.

"Peter," the guard looked at the things on his internship certificate, "Okay, go in, I already know!" He waved at Peter.

"Thank you, brother guard!" Peter smiled and walked into the institute, "It's really..." He looked at the neat arrangement inside, "Not bad!" He clapped his hands.

"Are you Peter Parker?" A man in black with glasses walked up to Peter, "He looks like a good guy!" There was a trace of satisfaction in his tone, "The next step is to see your actual performance Already!"

"I know!" Peter seemed very confident, "I can definitely do this kind of thing well," he looked at the man with sincere eyes, "just as an assistant!"

"I hope what you said is true!" The man nodded, "Go see the doctor!" He patted Peter on the shoulder, "Do it well!"

"Yes!" Peter responded with a smile and walked into the laboratory.

"Dr. Conners, do you think there will be good things to be copied directly from lizard genes to human beings?" A middle-aged bald professor held his forehead, "Oh, God, you better not carry out this crazy operation !"

"But you have to admit the superiority of the lizard gene, Dr. Tranter!" The man named Connors looked disdainful, "Just doing research on spiders, do you really think that our mutated spider will be fruitful? , joke!" He patted the table.

"But how can you conclude that it has no results?" Dr. Tranter shook his head, "At least I think that since Shentong has completely accepted our share capital, our research speed has also skyrocketed. Remember, what we need is only Time, now that the map of the spider gene has basically been drawn, the next step is the sea and the sky. I don’t know why Dr. Connors insists on your broken limb regeneration potion that only you are silently researching. The healing potion of the Shentong Group already has After achieving such an effect, they don't need your research and development of unnecessary things again!" Trant explained eagerly.

"You..." Dr. Connors shook his head, "You don't understand me, you have spent most of your life researching the project..." The pain on his face can be imagined.

"That...ah..." Peter said awkwardly watching the quarrel between the two professors.

"You are..." Dr. Tranter turned his face, "It makes you laugh, but... Connors, that's not a clear path!" In fact, he still respects Dr. Connors very much, he is a veritable A genius who supported all the reptile research in this institute with one person. Originally, this place was not purely a spider research institute, but for some reason, funds other than arthropod research were exploited. What Dr. Connors wants to study has been completed by Shentong Group, and the result is what it is now.

"Okay, I still have something on my mind, you can go to the research institute to help me process the material first, those dead spiders!" Dr. Tranter said.

"A dead mutant spider?" Peter asked.

"Well, throw them into the destruction device!" Dr. Tranter said.

"Okay!" Peter still nodded. He walked towards the research institute and started his first internship. Wearing white rubber gloves, he began to put the spiders on the table into the destruction device one by one.

"Ow!" When Peter took a small spider, the spider that should have died actually bit Peter's wrist, and he hurriedly shook it off, then put it into the device.

"What's going on?" Peter hurriedly took off his gloves and looked at his wrist, where a small red dot was displayed, "Oh, my God!" He felt helpless, "Non-poisonous spider..." He looked After reading the slogan above, he felt relieved, took out some disinfectant and sprayed it, and continued his work.

(To put it bluntly, I am busy and have no inspiration now, but I am still holding on here. Alas, at least start well and end well, and I don’t want to think about anything else.)
(End of this chapter)