"As far as I know, this department is called S.H.I.E.L.D.! Its full name is the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division, a mysterious department that was authorized to be established after World War II."
"The authority of this department is extremely high and nearly ubiquitous, monitoring abnormal events occurring in every corner of the globe at all times."
"Peter, your previous act of repairing the school has probably already been discovered by them!"
"Even though you were masked at the time, with their power and background, they can likely easily deduce your true identity!"
Speaking to this point, even Norman Osborn's brow furrowed deeply, unconsciously feeling worried for Peter.
No one knew better than he how insane Peter's healing ability was. Once such power became known to those high-level politicians, they would definitely want to get Peter at any cost.
When that time came, whether S.H.I.E.L.D. chose to forcibly conscript Peter or Peter chose to resist for his freedom, it would be a dead end of a dilemma for him.
After all, he couldn't just watch his savior, Peter, fall into trouble, but at the same time, he also knew he couldn't contend with the entire state machine... At this thought, Norman Osborn's brow furrowed even deeper, and he couldn't help but adopt the posture of an elder to lecture Peter:
"Your previous behavior was still too careless; you can't act so impulsively in the future."
Even if you love to study, you can't expose your special abilities just for the sake of studying!
But to Norman's complete surprise, facing this kindness, Peter showed an "everything is under control" smile:
"Uncle Norman, is there a possibility... that I was careless on purpose?"
As soon as he said this, Norman's brain crashed yet again... What do you mean you were careless on purpose?
Peter, of course, wasn't just being stubborn.
The reason he chose to restore the school at that time wasn't purely out of a prankster's mindset, but because there were two deeper meanings.
The first meaning, naturally, was to attract the Green Goblin's attention, hooking him like a fish.
Currently, from the results, this objective has already been fully achieved.
And his second objective was precisely to proactively attract the attention of S.H.I.E.L.D.!
As for why he wanted to do this... the answer was naturally for sacrifice points!
In Norman's view, S.H.I.E.L.D. was a den of monsters that devoured people without leaving a trace, using the pretext of national security to force anyone to become their slaves or lackeys.
But in Peter's eyes, S.H.I.E.L.D., or rather S.H.I.E.L.D., was a golden fat sheep!
Motherfucker Man, Captain America, Iron Man, Thor, Hulk, Black Widow, Hawkeye... and Pierce, Crossbones, and Baron Strucker hiding in the shadows... the items on these people were all good things that could provide Peter with sacrifice points!
It could be said that Peter entering S.H.I.E.L.D. was equivalent to locking a fat sheep in a pen, focusing on shearing it however he wanted!
Of course, Peter would definitely not sell out his integrity just for sacrifice points.
He intended to become a hero admired by thousands, but that didn't mean he would work himself to death for Nick Fury.
He was already a beast of burden before transmigrating; if he still had to be a damn beast of burden after transmigrating, and for the 'Cabinet' no less, then wouldn't his translocation be for nothing!
Living a new life, he, Peter Parker, was destined to be the freest man in this World!
As for S.H.I.E.L.D. or the Avengers, in the future, they would only be fit to kneel down and beg him to do things!
"Don't worry, Uncle Norman, I know what I'm doing!"
"A mere S.H.I.E.L.D. can't do anything to me."
Seeing Peter act so confidently, although Norman was still a bit apprehensive, he already believed Peter's words.
After all, he had seen with his own eyes how powerful Peter was.
With just physical strength, he crushed Dr. Lizard.
At the same time, he also possessed the healing ability to bring the dead back to life and grow flesh on white bones.
Additionally, there was the "blue magic bullet" he had glimpsed earlier.
Possessing so many means, if S.H.I.E.L.D. wanted to turn against Peter, they would probably really have to weigh their options carefully.
"Since you know what you're doing, then I won't ask more!" After a brief hesitation, Norman steeled his heart and chose to trust Peter:
"In short, if you need anything, just speak up. You are the savior of Harry and me. As long as it's something I can do, I will definitely do my best to help you!"
While Norman was speaking, Dr. Connors on the sofa also let out a groan and slowly opened his eyes.
"Peter... Norman...?"
Dr. Connors somewhat suspected he had a memory lapse. He remembered that after he turned into the Lizard Monster, hadn't he been defeated by "The Punisher"?
He was prepared for death, but in the end, nothing happened.
Even... looking at his intact right arm, Connors just felt like he was in a daze.
What the hell? Is this my hand?
Seeing his bewildered look, Norman kindly helped explain the sequence of events to him.
After hearing that Peter was The Punisher and had even cured his arm with magic, Connors couldn't help but bow deeply to Peter in excitement:
"Peter, I... I'm sorry to you, sorry to Gwen, sorry to everyone."
He felt extremely remorseful for losing control.
After the remorse, he suddenly looked up at Peter and spoke with a determined expression:
"Since my life was saved by you, Peter!"
"Then from now on, my life is in your hands!"
"I, Curt Connors, am willing to swear in the name of God that I am willing to do anything for you from now on and will never betray you!"
Facing the "debts of gratitude" offered by the two, Peter did not show any embarrassment and accepted this near master-servant status very calmly.
His status was bound to get higher and higher in the future; there was really no need to maintain a so-called modest gentleman persona.
In the future, helping them reach higher levels while achieving his own goals would be far more useful than caring about these superficial things!
"Speaking of which, I really do have two things I need your help with."
"First, regarding the matter of Gwen's and my identities... I hope you two can help keep the secret. Before we want to make our identities public, you cannot leak it to anyone, including those closest to you."
Dr. Connors and Norman both nodded solemnly.
"In addition, I hope you won't reveal everything that happened today to Gwen, and especially don't let her know that I am The Punisher."
To this, the two were first a bit stunned, then they looked at each other and showed strange yet understanding expressions.
Young people nowadays really know how to play more and more creatively.
However, since the young couple liked to have their little games, they, as elders, naturally had no reason to intervene.
Just waiting to watch the drama unfold would be enough~