Marvel Disassembler

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The situation had become quite clear now.

There was a newly minted, wealthy young CEO, a friendly neighborhood Spiderman leaping through the streets of New York, and an Instructor who hadn't yet found the time to jot down all his good deeds in a diary.

Harry thought for a moment and decided that the three of them together could absolutely accomplish something big!

For Arthur, if Parker hadn't shown up today, he would have mostly tried to dissuade Harry from his impulsive decision. However, with Parker now in the mix, it was impossible to keep Harry out of the loop.

Harry was sensitive, prideful, and quick to doubt. Now that he'd seen the bond between Arthur and Parker, if he felt excluded, he'd likely think Arthur didn't value him. Given that opening, who knew what wild ideas he might come up with? It wasn't impossible that it could ultimately push him to become the Green Goblin again.

This sort of complicated psychology was too hard to guard against. So, Arthur decided that if he couldn't stop it, he might as well guide it.

Harry proposed becoming their support system— providing Arthur and Parker with cutting-edge equipment and financial backing while also planning to leverage his wealth and connections to build an intelligence network.

Considering Harry's lack of expertise in intelligence work, Arthur turned down his involvement in that area. However, he did accept Harry's help in upgrading their gear. This alone was enough to make Harry satisfied and excited as he began drafting plans.

Parker was equally thrilled. Ever since his initial partnership with Arthur, he had mostly worked solo while Arthur chased his own goals. Now, with two trusted allies forming a team, Parker could barely contain his excitement.

Arthur, however, suddenly remembered something else and turned to Harry. "There's something I need your help with," he said.

"Just say the word," Harry responded without hesitation.

Arthur explained, "I have someone who's been hypnotized and brainwashed. I'm preparing to unlock their suppressed memories, but I'll need some specialized equipment for that."

This reminded him of Sergeant Barnes, who is still in stasis in the Disassemble Space, a matter that he had overlooked until now.

Harry thought for a moment. "I'm not sure what kind of equipment you'd need."

"Not a problem. I have the schematics." Arthur's photographic memory held every detail of the necessary equipment. He quickly opened a computer and, in less than ten minutes, had the plans drawn up for Harry to prepare.

Harry spoke confidently. "I'll have it ready tomorrow at the earliest."

Arthur shook his head. "There's no rush, but it has to be done with the utmost care and no one else can know about it."

Hearing this, both Harry and Parker immediately realized the gravity of the situation. Harry adjusted his timeline. "In that case, it could take a few days."

"There's no rush. Take your time," Arthur said. He looked at both Harry and Parker and added, "But remember, confidentiality is critical. Being a superhero may sound easy and even cool, but in reality it requires constant vigilance."

Parker nodded in agreement. He deeply understood the trouble his superhero identity had caused, especially after it had been discovered by his future father-in-law.

Arthur's concerns were on a whole other level.

Harry assured Arthur that he understood the importance of secrecy. After offering some earnest advice and roughly outlining a plan, Arthur and Parker left the OsCorp Group together.

...

Elsewhere, the shadows shifted.

Parker glanced at the towering building disappearing in the rearview mirror. "I never imagined Harry had been through so much. I didn't notice any of it."

"Everyone has secrets they can't share," Arthur replied. He checked his rearview mirror to make sure they weren't being followed, then turned into a quiet alley. 

While parking the car, he released Horus's Eye into the air to monitor the area. Satisfied with the security, he turned to Parker and said, "There's something I need to tell you.

Parker was taken aback. When Arthur finished explaining his concept for the team, Parker was even more surprised. "Why didn't you mention this earlier?"

He paused, then realized, "It's because of Harry, isn't it?"

"It's not that I don't trust him…" Arthur looked upward thoughtfully. "But you know what happened during the Battle of New York. At that level of power, the less Harry knows, the safer he'll be."

Parker nodded. "I understand. I won't mention it to him either."

Arthur nodded in return. "That's good. But you need to think this over carefully. Joining this team will be extremely dangerous."

"There's nothing to think about," Parker said firmly. "Of course, I'm in."

Arthur gave Parker a long, searching look before nodding. "Alright."

Time has a way of slipping by mercilessly. In the blink of an eye, a week had passed.

Natasha still hadn't sent any new intel, but Harry had already prepared the equipment Arthur needed. To maintain secrecy, the equipment was set up in an underground facility. 

The OsCorp Industry's extensive network of resources made it much easier for Arthur to carry out his plans discreetly. While Stark Industries could have provided similar assistance, there was no way Arthur could have involved Tony in Barnes' situation. Some dilemmas are simply unavoidable.

It was 8:30 PM.

In the underground facility, which Harry had proudly dubbed "the base," only Arthur was present. When setting up the facility, Harry had assured Arthur that he would have complete authority over its use. In fact, not even Harry himself could enter without Arthur's permission.

The base was highly secure and deeply private— an ideal location for future team meetings.

Now, the equipment stood ready before him. Arthur waved his hand, releasing someone from Disassemble Space.

The man stumbled forward, his body disoriented. He had only one arm, and as time unfroze, blood gushed violently from the severed limb, staining his white lab coat with red.

"You…"

The intense pain seemed to cut through the disorientation caused by Disassemble Space. The man's gaze locked onto Arthur, filled with confusion and hostility. "Where am I? Who are you?"

Arthur had disguised himself as a patrol guard when he captured this man, and now, he was wearing a completely different appearance.

"You certainly like to talk," Arthur said calmly, sparing him a glance. He walked over to another part of the room, scanned a computer terminal with his wristband, and began transferring data related to the man's brainwashing techniques into the system.

'(End of Chapter)'