Ch.45 Primal Web Mode

"They're on the move again." 

Infinity Tony tapped on his virtual computer, and familiar faces appeared on the screen. 

"Oh, greetings to the gentlemen and ladies of Titan Star! Good afternoon! I'm your good friend, General Rhodey, and now we're doing a little quiz game: Can you guess where the next explosion will be?" 

"Oh, it's here! You got it right! We're filming *Prison Break* now." 

In an instant, the black Iron Man suit flew over a suburban prison, releasing micro-missiles that bombarded the facility along the way. 

"He's actually just a Colonel," Tony corrected with certainty. 

"Customer, his armor looks a lot like yours," the octopus-faced shopkeeper muttered, seeming to realize something. He took an involuntary step back, his facial tentacles twitching nervously. 

It dawned on him that today's troublemakers might all be of the same species. 

Yes, the same ones in his store. 

Seeing the shopkeeper's apprehension, Infinity Tony shrugged and offered no further explanation. 

Carter breathed a sigh of relief. "At least they're bombing a prison this time and not attacking innocent people." 

"But there are many in the prison who don't deserve to die," Old Steve countered. 

"This is the best outcome we could hope for." 

Lizard Parker was already cracking his knuckles and baring his fangs in a wicked grin. 

"Let's start here. I'm feeling it," he said to Tony. 

"No problem." 

Infinity Tony lightly tapped his wrist device, activating the camera to record on the spot. 

Charlie cooperated by clapping the scene board. 

"Action!" 

Immediately, Lizard Parker's grin turned even more vicious. He took a deep breath, his body expanding as he grabbed the shopkeeper by the throat with his sharp claws. 

With this simple action, without any exaggeration, he exuded an aura of pure evil. 

"Grahahaha! Citizens of Titan Star, tremble! Fear us! Everything is happening under our command. 

I warn you, release Lord Thanos immediately, or I will blow up all of Titan Star—" 

Halfway through his speech, Lizard Parker's grin froze. 

"Imposter, what's the next line? I forgot," he whispered. 

Charlie rolled his eyes. "Cut. We'll fix it in post-production." 

"No problem." 

Infinity Tony hit pause, and Lizard Parker quickly let go of the shopkeeper, squatting down to practice his lines. 

Meanwhile, the shopkeeper cowered in the corner, shivering, completely unaware of what was happening. 

"Don't be afraid. We won't hurt you," Carter reassured him. 

Charlie pulled Carter aside. "Now that you said that, he's even more terrified," he pointed out. 

Carter realized and felt awkward. "So what should I do?" 

"No worries, leave it to me." 

With that, Charlie walked over to the shopkeeper's safe. 

"No!! Please, don't do this, I'm begging you, don't!!" 

Instantly, the shopkeeper fell to his knees, wailing with tears streaming down his face. Director Steve was very satisfied. 

"Yes, yes, that's the right emotion! Keep it up! You're doing great!" 

Carter: **"..."** 

These guys are devils. 

After a while, Lizard Parker, looking miserable, said, "The lines are too long. Can we use a teleprompter?" 

"We'll have to." Infinity Tony once again pointed the camera at Lizard Parker. 

"Grahahaha, I am your good fri— No, I am your nightmare!" 

"Cut! Again!" 

"Grahahaha, people of Titan Star, I'm going to tear you apart!" 

"Good, that was perfect." 

"See? That's what you call professionalism," Charlie praised. 

Half an hour later, the Titan Guard arrived at the scene, and Charlie and the others were knocked unconscious with a taser blast, satisfied. 

It was unclear how much time had passed before they slowly woke up, finding themselves in an unfamiliar environment. 

The room was stark white with no flaws, the pure whiteness making their eyes uncomfortable. 

They looked at the restraints on their wrists. Any movement would trigger an alarm, clearly designed for those with abilities like theirs. 

"Did we succeed?" Lizard Parker asked. 

Charlie searched himself but didn't find the Spider-Man logo storing his nanometal suit. 

"We didn't succeed. My nanotech suit has been confiscated." He sighed. 

This plan had failed. 

Infinity Tony couldn't find his arc reactor either. 

"My reactor is gone too," he said, shaking his head. 

He had long solved the problem of his heart needing the reactor, and the reactor was now external, storing the nanometal critical to his combat capability. 

Even if they succeeded in the exile journey, he wouldn't be able to handle the upcoming challenges without his suit. 

Similarly, Old Steve had lost his shield. 

Carter hadn't lost anything since she hadn't brought any equipment, and Charlie still didn't know what her abilities were. 

But Lizard Parker had been given an extra pair of underpants to keep him warm and decent. 

Soon, a tall Titan Star native walked into the room. 

"I've reviewed your identifications: Charlie Parker, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers..." 

He called out everyone's names one by one, and after confirming their identities, he announced: 

"I, Fuldroad, declare you guilty and sentence you to life imprisonment, effective immediately." 

"No, we've killed so many people; we should be exiled!" Lizard Parker roared. 

Fuldroad gave Lizard Parker a cold look. "Hmph, you're just Thanos' lackeys, small fry. Even Thanos doesn't acknowledge you, so you're not worthy of exile." 

"I'd like to ask, besides killing people, what else do we need to do to qualify for exile?" Charlie asked earnestly. 

The shopkeeper was just an ordinary citizen and didn't know much. To find out more, they needed close contact with someone in power like Fuldroad. 

Hearing Charlie's question, Fuldroad looked bewildered. He had never seen such a polite criminal before. 

Hmm, he'd also never heard such an absurd question. 

"Scum, I won't answer your pointless questions—" 

Before he could finish, a guard rushed in to report. 

"Sir, someone's blown up the temple." 

"What? Those damned bastards, I won't let them get away with this!" 

Fuldroad stormed out of the room in a fury, leaving Lizard Parker frustrated. 

"You purple piece of trash, I want to be exiled! I did everything! I'm the bad guy! Look at me, I'm the bad guy!!" 

Amid Lizard Parker's angry shouts, Fuldroad's figure disappeared without looking back. 

"It's over. We're going to miss the exile journey." 

Lizard Parker's anger was futile, and he became despondent. 

Charlie seemed to have an idea. "Actually, we could try blowing up the temple ourselves." 

Old Steve turned his head. "Little spider, we don't have the chance anymore. Why don't you use your powers to find the latrine? I need to take a dump." 

Charlie's face darkened. "Please forget about that last time." 

"Sorry, it left a deep impression." 

"You really deserve to die." 

"I'm already dead." 

Ignoring the sulking Old Steve, Charlie waited patiently in the room. 

Sure enough, there were sounds of commotion outside soon after, as another group of participants was arrested. 

Was it the group that blew up the temple? 

With his keen hearing, he faintly caught the word "exile." 

Charlie's eyes lit up. There's hope! 

Next, he waited for the elimination system prompt. 

[You have been eliminated and cannot obtain a resurrection spot. Reward: Primal Web Mode +1.] 

[9 restarts remaining. Do you wish to restart?]