"You..."
Holding Ben Parker in his arms, Peter looked at Logan's half-smiling gaze. In the end, he still turned his head away, not daring to et his eyes.
"What exactly do you want with ?"
Peter shifted his gaze directly to Fenris.
He had already figured it out. Logan was just the sidekick. The one who truly wanted sothing from him was this young man who looked plain at first glance, yet was actually absurdly dangerous.
"Can I see your web?"
Fenris crouched down too and asked with a serious expression.
"...Sure."
Peter only hesitated for a mont before agreeing cleanly.
He lightly extended a hand, and a one-ter strand of web appeared in Fenris's palm.
"Kid, using up that much protein like this, your body's not gonna hold up when you're older."
Logan crossed his arms and snarked from the side.
Peter Parker's face darkened.
It was just that he wasn't wearing the mask right now, so his usual trash-talking power wasn't coming out properly.
Fenris had no ti to pay attention to either of them. He carefully studied the freshly produced strand of web, and his eyes grew brighter and brighter.
"Peter, I need a large supply of your web."
Without the slightest hesitation, Fenris made the request outright.
"A large supply?"
Peter's face imdiately went pale. How much would he have to eat to make up for that?
"Na your price."
Fenris had no interest in using gratitude as leverage, so he got straight to the point.
Ever since looting plenty of valuables from Alkali Lake Research Facility before leaving, he was not short on money in the slightest. He was full of confidence.
"Uh, well..."
Peter blinked, hesitated for a second, then slowly held up five fingers.
"Fifty thousand?"
"Sure. No problem."
Fenris agreed without hesitation.
A re fifty thousand dollars. If it could unlock and light up Mothra, then he was making an outrageous profit.
"Fif... ty thousand?"
Peter smacked his lips. He had originally ant to say five hundred. After all, this webbing was basically unlimited for him.
But he wasn't stupid enough to say that out loud. He nodded without the slightest pause.
"Right. Fifty thousand. Definitely fifty thousand."
"Whenever you need more, just co find . Unlimited supply!"
Peter Parker thumped his chest enthusiastically, grinning so hard the corners of his mouth nearly reached his ears.
Fifty thousand dollars. For a student about to graduate high school, that was a completely unimaginable fortune.
"Unlimited supply?"
Fenris paused. He had thought Peter ant fifty thousand each ti.
"Deal."
The two looked at each other and both saw satisfaction in the other's eyes.
"All right, take your uncle ho first."
Fenris nodded happily and handed Peter an address.
"If you have ti tomorrow, co here. Any ti."
"Okay."
Watching Peter Parker carry Ben Parker away, Logan turned to Fenris in confusion.
"That kid obviously didn't really want fifty thousand, and you still agreed?"
"Logan, you're still too young." Fenris was beaming, patting Logan on the shoulder in delight. "What I bought with that fifty thousand wasn't webbing."
"Besides, for , this fifty thousand is a steal."
"Co on, let's go. After tomorrow, we head back. I've been missing my little cabin like crazy."
...
The next day.
Because fifty thousand dollars was about to land in his hands, Peter Parker had been too excited to sleep much that night. Early the next morning, he arrived at the hotel and knocked on Fenris's door.
"Hey, good morning."
The mont Fenris opened the door, Peter Parker slipped through the gap and into the room.
"Morning, kid."
Logan ca out of the other bedroom with a large portion of his muscles bare, those clean, powerful lines filling Peter's eyes with envy.
"I hope in a couple years I've got muscles that big too."
Peter flexed his biceps.
"He's got bulk, sure, but compared to you, his actual strength isn't even close."
Fenris ruthlessly exposed Logan on the spot.
"You know how to talk to people at all?"
Just as Logan started getting annoyed out of embarrassnt, Fenris hurriedly dragged Peter into his bedroom.
"Fifty thousand dollars. Cash."
Under Peter Parker's eager stare, Fenris tossed a thick stack of bills straight to him.
Peter caught the money and held it up to his nose with a blissful expression, taking a deep breath.
With this money, he could finally improve life for Uncle Ben and Aunt May. Uncle Ben's car, which he had been driving for over ten years, could be replaced. Aunt May could buy a few clothes she had always wanted but never let herself get. And his giant old computer could finally be upgraded to sothing better...
"What do I need to do, mister?"
Fenris's generosity sent Peter's opinion of him soaring.
"My na's Fenris."
Fenris introduced himself briefly, then asked with so hesitation, "Have you ever made a cocoon?"
"A cocoon?"
Peter froze.
"Yeah."
Looking at the certainty in Fenris's eyes, Peter thought for a mont, then nodded.
"I can try."
"Good. Let's do it."
With that, Fenris simply sat down on the floor.
"Right now?"
Just as Peter was about to start, he suddenly rembered sothing. He quickly took off his backpack, pulled out a small chocolate box from inside, and tossed it to Logan, who was leaning against the doorfra watching the show.
"This is the webbing I made last night. There's enough length in there to last you a long ti."
Peter explained, "It's just that webbing naturally degrades after a while. The batch I'm giving you can last longer, but it still won't stay intact forever."
"If you need more, just co find here and I'll give you a fresh batch."
"Works for ."
Fenris was very satisfied with Peter's after-sales support.
"Go ahead."
"Okay."
A large amount of webbing shot from Peter's wrists. After so ti passed, a cocoon over a ter tall had completely wrapped Fenris up.
"No good. I'm kind of running on empty... Looks like I'll need to find a way to make artificial webbing."
Peter tugged at the corner of his mouth and suddenly rembered what Logan had said yesterday.
Logan stepped forward and knocked on the cocoon. Though it had clearly been woven from soft webbing, it now had a sowhat hardened texture.
"Fenris, can you hear ?"
Fenris did not answer.
The instant he was wrapped inside the cocoon, his consciousness had already been completely drawn away by the Titan Encyclopedia blazing with brilliant light.
After Godzilla had been lit up, the second page of the Encyclopedia had now finally opened all the way, and a Titan resembling a butterfly appeared before Fenris's eyes.
Compared to Godzilla, her six legs were exceptionally slender, and a long, sharp stinger extended from her tail.
At the sa ti, her remarkably elongated wings were covered in intricate, exquisite patterns. On her forewings were markings that resembled a pair of eyes, making her look especially cold and majestic.
Brilliant radiance poured from her body. For a mont, Fenris's entire vision was filled with dazzling, multicolored light.
"So it really is you, Queen of the Monsters, Mothra."
Mothra's wings could release devastating God Rays, powerful enough to swat even pink Godzilla flying away with ease.
And through her eggs, she possessed an almost endless power of rebirth.
And that was only one of Mothra's many forms.
Because of the trait that let her grow infinitely stronger and keep evolving by absorbing radiation, as Fenris himself beca stronger and stronger, Mothra would also unlock more and more forms.
Aqua Mothra. Light Speed Mothra, with the power to travel through ti. Armored Mothra...
"Mothra really doesn't fall that far behind Godzilla. If I can successfully light her up, then my abilities..."
At that thought, Fenris could feel his heartbeat pounding uncontrollably.
"This money was beyond worth it. Forget fifty thousand. I wouldn't trade this for fifty million, or even five hundred million."
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