I Became Spider-Man's Cousin in Anime Crossover

Chapter 507 Ivan Vanko: Holy crap! A box—!

New York, Stark Tower, top floor.

After helping Jade resolve the crisis of being forcibly taken back to Hong Kong by her parents, Riley left with Tony so that Jade could spend time alone with her parents.

Now, Riley, who still looks like a middle-aged man, is standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the brightly lit city at night, and feels a strange sense of emotion.

Six months ago, when he first became Spider-Man, Riley was worried that if he made too many changes, the future would become unpredictable and he would lose the advantage of being a "time traveler".

But now, even if Riley were given a second chance, he might try to make the process and outcome more perfect, but his choices would not change in the slightest.

Because some of the changes that have already taken place are things Riley is happy to see.

For example, Tony was sitting on the sofa not far behind Riley, cursing at his tablet.

If Riley had done nothing, he would probably be suffering from palladium poisoning right now, thinking he's about to die, and indulging in self-destructive hedonism.

"These shameless bastards! How dare they say that my revealing the truth of history is damaging international relations? They even claim that the materials I provided are fabricated? Riley, your initial assessment of them was far too mild! They're a bunch of beasts who dare to do things but not admit them!"

Tony tossed the tablet aside, veins bulging on his face. He instinctively stood up and walked toward the luxurious wine cabinet in the office, intending to pour himself a drink to cool down.

But when Tony caught Pepper's seemingly unintentional glance out of the corner of his eye, he subtly shifted his focus, reaching for fresh juice instead of whiskey, and poured himself a full glass.

"That's normal. In fact, it's a bit surprising that they've been holding back until now before starting to cause you trouble."

Riley shrugged and turned, watching Tony obediently drink his juice, a knowing smile playing on her lips. She wondered to herself if things continued this way, whether Tony and Pepper's daughter would be born prematurely, as she continued speaking to Tony in her usual tone.

"You need to understand that even today, they continue to portray themselves as 'victims,' and they even openly distort history in their textbooks, leading many young people there to genuinely believe that they are the oppressed party. So, when you suddenly exposed their disguise and revealed their ugly faces, of course they felt embarrassed."

"What's even more ridiculous is that those survivors who personally experienced that disaster have been waiting for an explanation, but they pretended to be deaf and dumb, deliberately dragging things out, hoping that all these living 'evidence' would die so that there would be no way to prove it... Now that their wishful thinking has failed, they are anxious and jumping up and down, as if they have suffered some great injustice."

Upon hearing this, Tony frowned, feeling an even greater disgust for this despicable race.

But before Tony could say anything, the office door was suddenly pushed open.

The next second, Obadiah, looking rather grim, strode in carrying a tablet computer.

"Take a look at this. This is a message I just received. The island nation has officially lodged a diplomatic protest. The reason given is that Stark Industries is maliciously digging up historical wounds, undermining international relations, and attempting to incite World War III!"

"Ha, speaking the truth makes you the culprit who started a world war? That's quite a label, isn't it? Looks like this time, we've really hit a nerve."

Tony took the tablet, glanced at it, and then handed it back to Obadiah.

"Let them protest. Faced with this incriminating evidence, let's see what kind of protests they can come up with."

"Besides the protests, in District 13, in accordance with Mr. Riley's prior arrangements, some shady dealings were also discovered."

As Obadiah spoke, he glanced at Riley, his eyes filled with admiration for Riley's meticulous thinking.

"According to the information they gathered, Hammer Industries had already sent representatives to have private contacts with several far-right groups on the very day we held our global press conference..."

"It's clear, just as Riley predicted, that although Hammer Industries' market share in the traditional arms market has indeed increased significantly after our development goals shifted from arms production to clean energy and other fields, it's still not enough to satisfy their appetites. They want more. As long as it brings enough profit, even if the partners are those notorious beasts, those idiots at Hammer Industries don't care at all."

"Ha, that's in line with his style. He'll do anything as long as the profit is right."

Tony curled his lip in disdain, put down his juice glass, and became serious.

"So, they've already signed a cooperation agreement?"

"more than."

As Obadiah spoke, he pulled up several photos on his tablet and projected them onto the office's holographic screen.

"This is the manifest for the cargo ships that Hammer Industries recently shipped over there. On the surface, it's 'industrial equipment,' but according to the tracking of District 13, at least three shipments were delivered to the military research institute they recently built in the field, which has been taken over by the Russians."

"Huh? Russians? Since when did an island nation start having military cooperation with Russia? Their relationship shouldn't be that close, right?"

"Who knows? Based on the intelligence we've gathered so far, this Russian only recently started operating in the island nation."

While Tony and Obadiah were talking, Riley stared at the photos, listening to the keywords Obadiah mentioned, and looked thoughtful.

"I think... I can probably guess who this Russian is."

"Huh? Really...?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, he should be Ivan Vanko, the son of Anton Vanko, the scientist who worked with your father Howard on the Arc Reactor technology. However, he was later found out by your father for secretly selling core technology and intelligence to the Soviet Union, and was dismissed and expelled from the United States. So, the father and son have always harbored resentment towards Stark Industries."

After a brief silence, Riley suddenly spoke.

Then, meeting Tony and Obadiah's surprised gazes, he continued speaking unhurriedly.

"Judging from the shipment manifest... he should be here right now, trying to build new mech weapons to deal with you."

Upon hearing this, Tony looked somewhat incredulous, wondering how Riley could deduce such accurate information with such limited intelligence.

But trusting Riley, Tony immediately called out to the office.

"Jarvis, did you hear that? From now on, keep a close eye on Ivan Vanko's movements."

"No problem, sir."

Meanwhile, in the island nation's secret base.

Ivan, who thought his actions were discreet enough and was plotting his revenge, suddenly shuddered without warning and felt a chill run down his spine.

Then, while subconsciously touching his arms, which were covered in goosebumps, he frowned and glanced blankly at the blazing furnace in the manufacturing workshop.

Oops, what's going on...?

Why do I suddenly have this ominous feeling...?

It's like I haven't even started my revenge yet, and I've already been brutally attacked...?