Marvel's Spider-Man: Across the Multiverse

Behind him, Mary Jane gazed at Peter. Her sorrowful eyes suddenly flashed with an obscure light, as if deep in thought.

She couldn't shake the feeling that this Spider suit looked familiar—like something she had seen in her husband's basement.

But he rarely wore it, so it left little impression on most people.

At that moment, Gwen-Spider leaned over and said, "Sorry, ma'am. The bread will be delivered shortly."

In the distance, middle-aged Peter Parker, almost being dragged away by Peter, muttered to himself, "For you, they should cover this place with fresh bread!"

Peter was utterly speechless and quickened his pace.

Just then, Peni spoke up. "Everyone, I've finished my scans. There's nothing unusual in the elevator."

As she spoke, she projected an image onto Peter's suit.

This was a feature of his suit's video module, which was integrated with its communication system. Not only could it facilitate real-time video calls, but it could also relay footage from miniature spider scouts.

However, with Peni around, Peter didn't need to manage these functions himself.

"Let's move out," Peter said, releasing his grip on middle-aged Peter Parker. "Mr. Parker, are you calm now?"

"I'm perfectly fine," the older Peter replied, hunched over and dejected.

Peter, Gwen-Spider, and Peni exchanged glances: He doesn't look fine at all!

Still, they held their tongues.

As the most experienced "veteran" among them, middle-aged Peter could be trusted to handle the critical moments.

Boom.

Just then, a faint tremor emanated from underground.

Official statements had recently warned of occasional deep-seated earthquakes beneath Brooklyn, but the tremors were too deep to cause significant harm.

Consequently, the people in the lobby remained at ease, drinking and chatting as usual.

This narrative was part of the story fabricated by Kingpin, who had bribed the media to disseminate it.

However, Peter and his team immediately tensed.

Middle-aged Peter's previously hunched posture straightened in an instant.

They all realized the same thing: the particle engine had started!

"Let's go!"

Meanwhile.

Dozens of meters below Fisk Tower, in a sleek, high-tech laboratory, numerous staff members were bustling about.

[Initializing primary ignition sequence.]

Two massive particle ejection ports began to extend slowly.

The earlier tremor had been caused by their movement.

In the control room, Kingpin stood before a massive grid-like screen displaying a multitude of surveillance feeds.

Among the feeds were images of Peter and his team.

Seeing this, Kingpin's lips curled into a cold smirk. "Our delightful audience has arrived. Let's begin, shall we?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Upload the genetic sequences for Vanessa Fisk and Richard Fisk!"

"Begin spatial match search."

In the server room of the control center, Lady Octopus received Kingpin's notification.