Plug-in Players In Marvel

In fact, many people can do this kind of thing like crushing an apple with bare hands.

However, those people either have to use both hands at the same time or have to adjust their hand shape. There are very few people like Peter who use only one hand and don't need to adjust the hand shape.

If another condition is added, narrowing the selection to only teenagers of Peter's age who can participate in the selection... It is no exaggeration to say that among the billions of people living on the earth, one may not be able to find another one.

"Interesting, really interesting."

Like Peter, Stark wanted to test his limits.

As soon as I thought about it, I had an idea. I saw Stark throwing out a transformation capsule and releasing the steel armor he had just put away: "Jarvis, right hand."

"Yes, sir."

Following Jarvis's response, the right arm made of steel fell off the armor and was quickly put on Stark's outstretched arm.

While moving his fingers, Stark took two steps forward. He came to the table, raised his arms and squatted down: "Come on, little guy, let me try your wrist strength."

She didn't think Peter's thin arms and legs could withstand the strength of the steel armor. After seeing Stark's move, May Parker immediately grabbed Peter's back collar and shouted in a panic: "No, Peter..."

"Don't worry, Mei. I know what's appropriate." He interrupted Mei's dissuasion, and Stark shook his raised right arm: "Have you ever seen the arm-wrestling machine in the game center? You can imagine it. Become that thing.”

"Aunt Mei." Little Peter also cast a begging look at Mei.

"...Take it easy, don't push yourself."

"I know." Seeing Mei finally let go, little Peter couldn't help but beam with joy.

He came to the table in two steps, stretched out his right hand, and placed it on Stark's hand who had been waiting for a long time. Little Peter took a deep breath and raised his hand to meet Stark's gaze: "Should I try harder?"

"Well, take your time."

After receiving Stark's response, Peter began to exert his strength. As he groaned, the outlines of muscles were clearly visible on his thin-looking forearm.

Although he is not big and not as bulging as those strong men who stay in the gym all year round, the strength bursting out from these muscles is not weak at all.

"Jarvis."

"So far, the highest index is 2.368 tons." The steel armor missing his right arm took a few steps forward and stood next to the table like a referee.

"Oh, what a surprise." Stark's eyes lit up, and his expression became more and more excited: "Peter, can you try harder? Come on, I know, this is not your limit."

"Well!

!

! "Hearing Stark's words, Peter clenched his back molars and increased his strength again.

"2.584 tons."

"2.769 tons."

"2.912 tons."

"It has exceeded 3 tons and is now 3.132 tons."

Just like broadcasting sports events, whenever the reading changes, Jarvis will announce it immediately.

There was no emotion in his words, his accent was very standard without a single wrong word, and he spoke as fast as a rapid-fire barrage of words. One thing to say, Jarvis's real-time broadcast really feels like a professional commentator.

Perhaps he was infected by Jarvis's tone, and subconsciously felt that he was participating in some kind of competition at this moment, or maybe he simply wanted to prove himself and impress his uncle and aunt standing aside. Peter worked hard and refreshed the record more than twenty times in one go.

When he was exhausted and stopped panting, Jarvis also gave the final report: "The highest peak reached 7.259 tons."

"How long did it last?" Stark let go of Peter's arm and asked again: "Based on 7 tons."

"If you add up all the time it takes to maintain the output above 7 tons, the total is 37.931 seconds."

"Tsk, tsk, it's more exaggerated than I thought." After removing the armor from his right arm, Stark held his chin in one hand and held it in front of his chest, looking at little Peter with burning eyes.

After exerting a lot of effort, little Peter looked a little tired.

Just the way he looked now made Mei uneasy. What's more, Jarvis just shouted out a bunch of numbers, all of which were exaggerated beyond Mei's imagination.

"Peter, are you okay?" Fearing that something might happen to Peter's arm, Mei quickly reached out her hand and massaged it away.

"I'm fine, Aunt Mei." He took out the arm held by Mei, turned his wrist first, then bent his elbow and made a pose: "Really, look."

"Doesn't it hurt? Are the muscles swollen?"

"There is no pain at all, and there is no soreness or swelling." Little Peter smiled: "Don't worry, Aunt Mei, if there is any discomfort, I will definitely tell you."

Although little Peter was sure, Mei still couldn't believe it completely.

To reassure her, Stark simply asked Jarvis to scan Peter's arm twice.

"The muscles and tendons are all fine, and the bones are normal. It's just that the blood flow is a little faster."

"Um?"

"You were active just now." After touching Peter's head, Stark smiled and explained to Mei: "Don't worry, the blood flow is slightly faster than usual. It is a normal reaction."

"Is everything really okay?"

"If you are asking about the strength test just now... Yes, he is fine, there is no problem." Stark nodded and said with a smile: "As for the mutation that appeared on Peter, to be honest, I don't know Very unexpected. So, whether this change is good or bad, well... let's put it this way, I personally think this is probably a gift that is worth being happy about, but from a more rigorous perspective, it is not. A more detailed examination and long-term observation are needed to draw a final conclusion."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Shi Xiaolei interrupted.

Others would be worried, but Shi Xiaolei was completely sure that little Peter would be fine.

After all, he is a time traveler, unlike Stark and others who are limited to a single perspective. After reviewing the whole incident, Shi Xiaolei had vaguely touched the skirt of the goddess of fate, and gained some clarity in his heart.

"I hope things will be as you said." Looking at Shi Xiaolei, Mei's expression was still a little uneasy: "Locke, is there anything you can do?"

"Confirm whether there will be any problems with him?" After rubbing Peter's head again, Shi Xiaolei nodded with a smile: "There is a way."

"Really?"

"Of course." Shi Xiaolei patted his chest: "I promise that I will give you accurate information. Well, it's just not convenient now. We have to wait until we return to Earth to make arrangements."

"That's it...Okay, please, Locke."

"Don't worry, if you are worried, you can check him here." Shi Xiaolei smiled: "This is Asgard. Not only does it have many science and technologies that have not yet been developed on Earth, but there are also various All kinds of magic.”