After all, there is a Spider-Man who can release electricity.
Among the Spider-Men in parallel worlds, there are also those who have the ability to discharge electricity. One of them didn't initially possess this ability, but after a certain amount of exploration and development, discovered it.
Alex remembered Spider-Man Miles, who could discharge electricity.
"Perhaps I also possess the same ability, but it hasn't been developed yet," he thought.
"Just by examining the depths of my cells, I can determine if there's a special bioelectricity similar to little Spider-Man's."
Thinking of this, Alex became excited.
He began to use a scanning device to comprehensively scan himself.
Soon, relevant data and microscopic cell images appeared.
Through the screen, it was clearly visible.
Deep within Alex's cells, there was a special form of bioelectricity.
It was the same type of bioelectricity found in little Spider-Man.
Seeing this, Alex's eyes lit up instantly.
He actually possessed the ability to release electricity!
"I didn't expect the extraordinary spider sequence genome I assembled would really contain the ability to release electricity," he murmured, studying the images and data on the screen.
"However, the special bioelectricity in my cells is less than that of little Spider-Man, Alex."
"Because there's less electrical energy, it's more dormant, hidden deep within my cells like stagnant water."
"I can't even sense it."
"So, I can't use this electric current at all right now."
Alex pondered for a moment.
"If I want to use the special bioelectricity deep within my cells, I have to increase its quantity and activate it."
"Only then will I be able to perceive and release it."
Alex quickly tapped on the keyboard of the nearby computer.
"Why is the electrical energy in my cell units lower than that of little Spider-Man?"
Soon, images and data comparing little Spider-Man's cells and Alex's own popped up on the computer screen.
Alex dragged the mouse to examine the information side-by-side.
His eyes scanned both sets of data rapidly, his brain processing at an incredible pace, constantly comparing the figures.
Soon, he stopped.
He looked at the data, understanding dawning.
"Although little Spider-Man can't match me in overall strength, its unit cell mass is slightly stronger than mine."
"And this special bioelectricity is generated by unit cells."
"The stronger the unit cells, the more powerful the bioelectricity they produce."
"Little Spider-Man only developed the ability to release electricity because its unit cells reached a certain threshold."
A gleam flashed in Alex's eyes.
"So, if my unit cells reach the same threshold, I too can generate the ability to release electric current."
"But what exactly is that threshold for me?"
"I need to calculate it."
He took out pen and paper from the side.
His hand moved quickly.
Rows of formulas were rapidly written out and solved.
Soon, just as the paper was nearly filled, Alex calculated the result.
"30 tons."
He picked up the paper and looked at it. "I need to reach a strength of 30 tons for my cells to accumulate enough special bioelectricity."
"Once this bioelectricity reaches the threshold, it will activate."
"At that point, I'll be able to perceive and release this electrical energy."
He let out a sigh of relief, then burned the paper.
"So, if I want to discharge electricity now, I need to intensify my training and increase my strength to 30 tons."
"In other words, just double my current strength."
"My fitness equipment will be finished soon."
"Soon, I'll begin overload training and strive to tap into my potential."
"I believe I'll reach the standard for releasing electric current soon."
Thinking about being able to release electricity, Alex was quite excited.
"I wonder how powerful my ability will be."
"How will it compare to Thor's?"
He murmured, feeling curious.
But currently, Alex had no intention of challenging Thor.
Not only had Thor undergone major trials and become extremely powerful, he also had powerful support.
The King of the Gods, Odin.
Odin's strength, honed through countless wars, was terrifying.
And the older the god, the stronger they become.
Odin had reached the peak of his divine power in his twilight years.
With such a background, Thor could grow without worry.
Alex clicked the keyboard and deleted the data.
Then he looked at little Spider-Man beside him.
Little Spider-Man looked at the data too, but its large eyes were filled with confusion.
It looked at the screen, then at Alex, then back at the screen.
Its tiny head was full of questions.
Alex touched its head and nodded in satisfaction. "Well done. Without you, I wouldn't have known I could release electricity."
Feeling his touch, little Spider-Man half-closed its eyes in comfort, enjoying the moment.
Alex continued, "Next, we'll test you more."
He began to run a comprehensive test on little Spider-Man, including physical fitness, self-healing, reflexes, intelligence, and more.
In the end, Alex was amazed.
Little Spider-Man was a mini version of Spider-Man.
Its physical fitness was strong, allowing constant high-intensity movement.
Its self-healing ability was quick, similar to an ordinary Spider-Man.
Definitely not as fast as Alex's, since he had Wolverine's regenerative ability.
Moreover, little Spider-Man had Spider Telepathy!
It could sense imminent danger.
In tests, it used this ability to dodge attacks even from blind spots.
Yes, little Spider-Man had blind spots. Unlike most spiders with eight eyes, it only had two.
But despite this, it could dodge attacks with Spider Telepathy.
This also explained how Alex sensed little Spider-Man before—it shared the same ability.
Lastly, Alex conducted an intelligence test.
Little Spider-Man had the intelligence of a ten-year-old child and a strong ability to learn quickly.
It would soon be able to think, learn, and communicate like a human.
Alex looked at it. "Very good, you're a promising learner."
Upon hearing his praise, little Spider-Man jumped and bounced with joy.
Alex added, "From today on, get ready for class."
"Start learning. Begin your student life."
Little Spider-Man didn't fully understand but was still joyful.
It bounced, unaware of the busy life ahead.
Alex smiled. "Not bad, like me—you love learning. That's good. We'll increase coursework. Study hard."
"When I'm not around, take care of the house."
Little Spider-Man nodded obediently, then jumped a few times with determination.
After finishing the tests, Alex checked its genes and planned to study them later.
Then, he looked at the time.
"Finished testing little Spider-Man. Took most of the day. Kurt should have completed my training equipment."
"Next, time to test it out."
"Wonder how much I can improve through intense training."
Excited, Alex thought, "Once I hit the right level, I can release electric current."
He even imagined reattaching his hands mid-fight—if his regeneration was fast enough.
Battles don't always give you time to pick up severed limbs.
Quickly regrowing arms was ideal.
He had gained such terrifying healing from a super-enhanced serum derived from lizard DNA.
With that serum, Alex's survival chances in battle were much higher.
Thinking about it, he said, "The trauma medicine has been developed. I wonder how far the self-healing serum has progressed."
He looked at little Spider-Man. "Let's go."
Little Spider-Man jumped into Alex's shirt pocket.
Alex walked toward the laboratory door...
Inside a laboratory in the experimental area...
A group of researchers in white coats had gathered around a central whiteboard, each of them frowning deeply as they stared at the complex equation in front of them.
At the center of the group stood Kurt, leading the brainstorming session.
The equation on the board represented the final and most critical hurdle in developing the self-healing serum.
The problem was deceptively simple in appearance:How to calculate the precise number of amino acids in the protein sequence, and the number of mRNA bases in the corresponding double-stranded DNA gene.
For days, Kurt had been working tirelessly on refining the formula derived from the lizard serum.
Occasionally, he would present fragmented equations to the team—not enough to reveal the full picture, but just enough to spark discussion and insight.
No one outside the core research knew the full formula.But they all knew one thing: Kurt was developing a new generation of regenerative serum—far beyond anything they had seen before.
The trauma medicine currently available was already revolutionary.
So the thought of something even more powerful was hard to imagine.
Still, as the team collaborated, progress came quickly.With each passing day, puzzle pieces clicked into place.Kurt's team was moving faster than he ever had working alone.
Every time a new problem was solved, Kurt silently felt a twinge of gratitude toward Alex.
It was Alex who had appointed him director of the research department.
It was Alex who had given him a team, a lab, and a clear directive.
Without that support, none of this would have been possible so quickly.
Now, with nearly all challenges behind them, only one problem remained—the one on the whiteboard.
But this final question had proven to be the most stubborn of all.
Days passed.
Other problems had been solved.
This one remained—a wall they couldn't break through.
Frustration filled the lab.
Some researchers had even taken to scribbling calculations on the bathroom walls.
Others dreamed about the problem—only to awaken in a cold sweat after seeing incomprehensible equations morph into nonsense like the name "Xiao Tian."
Kurt was the most obsessed of them all.
He thought about the equation constantly—While eating, walking, sleeping... even while using the restroom.
He had tried every approach, every method he could think of.
But no matter how many times he calculated, the answer remained elusive.
Now, the only things filling his thoughts were:
"Amino acids in protein..."
"mRNA base count in double-stranded DNA..."
In the lab, everyone sat in varying states of mental exhaustion.
Some were debating hypotheses.
Others continued scribbling equations.
A few stared blankly at their notes, pulling at their hair.
Doubt began to creep in.
"Can we even calculate the exact number of amino acids and mRNA bases?"
"I've tried calculating peptide bonds through dehydration reactions, but I can't find the pattern. My answers fall apart."
"I calculated molecular weights of nucleotides and DNA strands, but I can't extrapolate any further—my brain's fried."
"I even tried brute-forcing the nucleotide count, but this just feels impossible... what if the problem itself is flawed?"
Tension ran high.
Some were on the verge of giving up.
Kurt stared hard at the whiteboard and muttered to himself:
"Is it truly unsolvable?"
"Have we come all this way only to hit a wall?"
He clenched his jaw.
"No. The earlier formulas were correct. This one must have a solution too."
Frustrated, he ran a hand through his hair—the one hand he had left.
He had to find the answer.
He wasn't going to live with just one arm forever.
Just as desperation set in...
Alex walked into the lab.
He scanned the whiteboards lining the walls.
In an instant, he recognized the equations: the framework of the advanced self-healing serum.
Lines and lines of dense biological math sprawled across the boards.
Alex gave a slight nod of appreciation.
It would take even him time to solve all of this—but time was a luxury he didn't have.
His gaze settled on the central whiteboard.
He read the problem aloud:
"Calculate the number of amino acids in the protein, and the number of mRNA bases in the double-stranded DNA...?"
His brain shifted into overdrive.
Silently, he began reciting:
"Ratio of DNA gene bases to mRNA bases to amino acids is... 6 : 3 : 1..."
"Number of peptide bonds plus number of peptide chains equals number of amino acids... equals mRNA bases divided by 3... equals DNA gene bases divided by 6..."
He walked to the whiteboard and picked up a marker.
Without waiting, he began writing.