Aunt May drank the potion, and her face, pale for nearly a year, quickly flushed with color.
Little Spider exclaimed in disbelief.
This speed of visible recovery, in Little Spider's eyes, was like watching magic.
At the same time, Aunt May's breathing also recovered rapidly, as if she had been on the verge of death and had boarded a rocket heading back.
Healing, a capability many people yearned for, Little Spider only knew that Superman possessed powerful self-healing abilities, but he had never seen Superman use this self-healing on others.
However, Little Spider was mistaken. It was clearly a bottled potion, how could he mistake it for Superman's ability?
It could only be said that Little Spider's way of thinking was sometimes rather peculiar.
"Mmm..."
After an unknown number of minutes, Aunt May suddenly let out a soft hum and slowly opened her eyes.
The prolonged darkness made her pupils unable to withstand the stimulus of the white light in the room.
She closed her eyes again and slowly adapted to opening them.
Her vision gradually focused, and then she saw Little Spider staring blankly at her from beside the bed...
"Peter?" Aunt May called out.
As soon as she spoke, Aunt May was shocked herself.
Every time she woke up groggily, she felt as if her whole body was immersed in icy seawater, stinging and powerless.
But now, speaking didn't cause her throat to hurt?
And it seemed there was no pain in her body.
What was going on? Had she not held on and already passed away?
Aunt May subconsciously sat up. Good, she was no different from her healthy self before. It seemed she had really passed away.
She stood up and got out of bed. Her movements were a bit stiff, but these movements were impossible for Aunt May just a day ago.
As Aunt May moved, the connected instrument lines were all pulled off, making beeping sounds.
Aunt May paid no mind, walked over, and touched Little Spider, whose face was filled with an excited expression.
Then, she pinched his cheeks and tugged hard.
"Ow! It hurts, it hurts!" Little Spider's head was yanked askew.
"Aunt May, what are you doing!"
"What the heck? I'm not dead?" Aunt May curiously pinched and pulled Little Spider's face.
Little Spider, between laughter and tears, tried to break free. "What are you talking about, Aunt May."
"You're all better! Your body is better! The wounds have healed!"
Aunt May dazedly released her hand from Little Spider and touched herself everywhere, searching for the old wounds.
Gone, all gone. Even the pain that had troubled her during her sleep was gone.
"I'm... healed?" Aunt May shouted incredulously.
She felt as healthy now as if yesterday's weakness had been a dream.
Little Spider grinned and gave Aunt May a hug.
"That's right! Aunt May, congratulations on your recovery!"
"Hoo... I really can't believe I'm healed." Aunt May still found it hard to believe she had recovered.
After silently pinching herself for a while longer, she finally accepted this joyous fact.
"This feeling of long-lost health is truly wonderful!" Aunt May cheerfully bounced around the room.
"By the way, Peter, how did you manage it?"
"Manage what?" Little Spider was stunned, then immediately reacted.
"Oh, right, this is all thanks to Mr. Lin Feng."
"Mr. Lin Feng?"
"Yeah, it's..." Little Spider reached out his hand, intending to introduce Lin Feng to Aunt May, only to find that Lin Feng had already disappeared without a trace...
Ah, this... Little Spider felt a bit awkward.
He hadn't expected Lin Feng to leave so silently.
If he left like this, who knew when they would meet again...
"He seems to have left..." Little Spider scratched his head, explaining awkwardly to Aunt May.
"Mr. Lin Feng is the Superman you told me about before, the one who solved the zombie virus."
Aunt May, of course, knew how the zombie virus had disappeared, as Little Spider had told her more than once.
"That Superman you admire, the one who walked out of an anime?" Aunt May asked, puzzled.
"That's not an anime! That's a Superman from another universe..." Little Spider hurriedly explained.
Aunt May shrugged indifferently, not understanding what Little Spider was insisting on.
"Alright, alright, no matter what universe his Superman is from, thank him anyway..."
"By the way, is there anything to eat, Peter?" Aunt May rubbed her stomach.
After relying on nutrient solution to cling to life for so long, now that she was healthy again, Aunt May felt hungry.
Little Spider said nothing more, used his webbing to quickly go out and find food for Aunt May.
Aunt May's personality had always been like this, cheerful and a bit whimsical.
Perhaps... perhaps Little Spider's personality was influenced by hers.
...
As for Lin Feng, he had already left when Little Spider gave Aunt May the potion, guessing the subsequent scene.
Now that Little Spider had something from his Mr. Stark, and Lin Feng had healed Aunt May, he figured the mental pressure on him would be greatly relieved.
Upon returning to the Marvel universe, it was exactly one o'clock in the morning.
Lin Feng thought of the scene he had seen on that wall and couldn't help but chuckle.
A boring prediction...
Then he looked at the system's analysis progress on the wall: 0.00134%...
The precise decimals made Lin Feng laugh even harder. What a piece of junk system!
If only the system could hear him, it would jump out and curse.
However, just as Lin Feng had thought, the more difficult something was to analyze, the greater the surprise it would bring after analysis.
Lin Feng had a premonition that once this thing was fully analyzed, it would definitely be one of his greatest trump cards...
No more talking, time to sleep!
Lin Feng hummed a little tune and leisurely floated towards the hotel.
Hmm... He was a good man. It was so late, and if he went back and disturbed Susan, what would happen?
...
In the suburbs of New York, there was an ordinary-looking little house.
It looked no different from most houses in the suburbs.
However, strangers could not approach it.
Tony had installed a force field generator, something akin to a barrier, there.
Well, the description wasn't entirely accurate. It was mainly using the Mind Stone to create an invisible magnetic field within a thousand-meter radius of the house.
Any creature that entered this thousand-meter range would unconsciously take a detour or simply leave.
It had to be said that Tony's technological progress was swift, and he was getting increasingly adept at playing with the Infinity Stones.
In Little Morgan's bedroom, Tony turned off the light, gently closed the door, and walked to the living room.
The lights in the living room were still on. Pepper was sitting on the sofa, reading a book by the dim light.
The title of the book: One Hundred Ways to Interact with Children...
Indeed, a good mother.
Hearing Tony's footsteps, Pepper closed her book.
"Is Morgan asleep?"