I am Peter Parker- CH-143. Find new elements

After a few seconds, Tony snapped out of his shock and put away the instrument he had used to test the palladium content in his blood. Looking at Yue with a curious expression, he asked, "Little girl, how did you figure out that the palladium content in my blood is 43%? Was it just a lucky guess?"

While Tony questioned Yue, he took the opportunity to closely examine her finger—the one that had just touched his blood—wondering if there was any high-tech device hidden there that could measure the palladium levels in his blood. But after carefully observing for a while, Tony found nothing unusual on Yue's fingers. There was no sign of any high-tech equipment.

Yue noticed Tony's curious gaze and smiled Onii- "Of course, it was through scientific methods, just like how there's a pair of lace underwear in the chest pocket of your shirt, uncle."

Tony froze for a moment, then instinctively reached for his chest pocket. Sure enough, just as Yue had said, there was a pair of purple lace panties tucked inside.

Tony stared in disbelief at the warm lace panties in his hand. They had been completely hidden in his pocket, so how had Yue known they were there?

For the moment, Tony didn't care how the panties ended up in his pocket. He was more concerned with how Yue had known about them.

"How did you do that?" Tony asked, bewildered.

Before Yue could respond, Peter interrupted. He knew that if Tony asked Yue directly, she would likely tease him before giving him a proper answer.

"Alright, Tony. Don't forget why you came here. As for how Yue knows all this, it's because she isn't human—she's artificial intelligence."

Peter shot a glance at Yue, signaling her to show Tony the truth. He knew that with Tony's skepticism, he wouldn't believe Yue was a robot without proof.

It was Peter's fault for making Yue's body so realistic that even Tony, with all his expertise, couldn't tell that she wasn't human.

Yue sighed at Peter's look, clearly disappointed. She had been hoping to mess with Tony a little longer before revealing her true nature and watching his reaction.

With no other choice, Yue allowed the simulated nano-skin on one of her arms to peel away, revealing the metallic sheen of the robotic limb underneath.

"Uncle, as Peter said, I'm not human. I'm an artificial intelligence like your Jarvis. This is just a robot that I control."

After making her point, Yue re-covered her arm with the nano-skin.

Tony lay on the experimental bed, completely stunned. He hadn't expected that the seemingly human girl standing before him was actually a robot. Her movements, her responses—everything about her felt so real.

Tony was floored. Yue's sophistication seemed to surpass even the highest level of artificial intelligence he'd ever encountered. In fact, she might have surpassed it entirely.

Only now did Tony realize just how far ahead Peter was in the field of AI. Neither Blitzcrank, who he'd seen earlier, nor Yue were anywhere near the level of his own Jarvis.

While Tony was lost in thought, Peter pulled out a bottle of undiluted biohazard disinfectant from his system space. He opened the bottle and poured the liquid onto Tony's chest.

The sharp smell of disinfectant snapped Tony back to reality. He immediately covered his nose and noticed that his chest felt wet.

"Peter, what did you pour on me? I feel... lighter, as if some heavy weight was just lifted off me." Tony said, confused by the sudden change.

Peter pointed at Tony's chest, grinning, "Take off your shirt and you'll see."

Though puzzled, Tony followed Peter's instructions. He unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it open to reveal the arc reactor on his chest.

"What... how is this possible?" Tony stammered, staring in shock at his chest. The dark green lines, which had signified palladium poisoning, were completely gone.

Tony immediately grabbed his instrument to test his blood. He placed his finger on the testing port, and within moments, the result flashed on the screen: 0%.

Tony looked at Peter, wide-eyed, and grabbed him by the shoulders. "This is real! Peter, what did you just pour on me? How much of it do you have? I'll pay whatever it takes!"

For so long, Tony had tried everything to alleviate his symptoms, but nothing worked. Every day, the palladium content in his blood had continued to rise, and he had been helpless, watching as his life slowly slipped away.

Now, Peter had something that could completely cure him. In an instant, Tony's hope was reignited, and the depression that had been weighing him down vanished. His fighting spirit returned.

Looking at Tony's bearded face so close to him, Peter could even feel the air Tony exhaled. If Tony were someone like Pepper, he might tolerate it, but the Tony in front of him was just a middle-aged man with a face full of stubble. This made Peter shudder, and he quickly pushed Tony away.

Although Peter had a lot of biohazard disinfectant on hand—enough to remove all the shrapnel in Tony's body even through the events of *Iron Man 3*—he knew that telling Tony the full truth might stop him from researching new elements. Without the looming threat to his life, Tony might not feel compelled to develop the third-generation reactor, which could cause the plot to deviate.

To prevent this, Peter decided to tell a little white lie.

"I discovered this stuff by accident. It was made by chance. Besides the bottle I just used on you, there's only one more left."

Tony looked disappointed but understood. After all, many groundbreaking inventions come about through chance discoveries, and something as magical as what Peter had just used likely had high costs and difficulty in production.

Just as Tony was about to voice his frustration, Peter spoke again. "I don't need this last bottle, so I'll give it to you, Tony."

Tony's eyes widened as Peter tossed the glass bottle toward him. Instinctively, Tony prepared to swat it away, but he remembered what Peter had just said and quickly caught it, cradling the bottle in his arms like a precious treasure.

Tony let out a deep sigh of relief when he saw the glass bottle was intact. This was the only known cure for his palladium poisoning, and the thought of losing it nearly gave him a heart attack.

Peter couldn't help but laugh inwardly at Tony's cautious reaction. However, he needed to ensure Tony didn't give up on researching new elements because of this temporary fix. So, Peter reminded him, "Tony, remember, this is only a temporary solution. If you want to get rid of this problem for good, you'll need to continue your research on new elements and reactors."

Tony knew Peter was right, but developing a new element—especially one that could power a new generation of Arc Reactors—wasn't easy. Tony had tried before, but after working in the lab for almost a month with no progress, he had given up on that approach.

Tony carefully placed the disinfectant on a nearby table, finally allowing himself to relax. As he turned around, his gaze landed on the massive mecha, *Tyrant Zero*, undergoing final assembly in the corner of the lab.

"Huh? What's this?"

The three-meter-tall, sci-fi-style mech immediately caught Tony's attention. Its design was just as advanced, if not more, than his own Mark armor.

Tony walked over to the *Tyrant Zero*, running his hand along its cold, metallic shell, "Peter, are you planning to use this huge mecha as a battle suit like I do with my armor?"

Peter shook his head, "No, this is just a vehicle I built for convenience. I already have my battle suit—you've seen it before."

Tony was confused, "Seen it before?" he muttered, trying to recall.

Seeing Tony's puzzled expression, Peter grinned and pulled out his data knife from the system space. Since Tony already knew about him being the CEO of Umbrella, there was no need to hide his identity as the Iron Pilot.

With a press of a button on the data knife, Peter's Pilot armor materialized over his body.

The moment Tony saw Peter in the Pilot armor, everything clicked into place. No wonder Peter and the Iron Pilot had called each other "Big Shit" during their first meeting—because they were the same person!

It also explained how Peter was able to time his purchases and sales of Stark Industries stock so perfectly. As the Iron Pilot, Peter had saved Tony in Afghanistan, knowing full well that the company's stock would skyrocket afterward.

"So you're the Iron Pilot!" Tony exclaimed, a look of realization dawning on his face, "Thank you, Peter. Without you, Ethan and I never would have made it out of Afghanistan."

Though Tony had already thanked Peter for saving him, now that he knew Peter was the Iron Pilot, he felt compelled to express his gratitude again.

Back in Afghanistan, when they were assembling the Mark 1, the terrorists had broken in. While two of them were killed by the explosives behind the door, the others had been alerted to their escape. If Peter hadn't caused a distraction and drawn most of the terrorists away, Ethan would have been killed, buying Tony time to escape.

Peter smiled, brushing off Tony's thanks as no big deal. He dismissed the Pilot armor with a thought, "Don't worry about it. But if you really want to thank me, there is something you can help me with."

Tony raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

"Stark Industries is holding an expo soon, right? Do you think you could get me a few seats? I've got some new products that I need to showcase."

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