After making sure all the dishes were washed, Merlin ignored Gwen's resentful eyes and politely sent her out of the house. Merlin returned home and began studying the experimental calculation formulas Peter had sent, along with Gwen's corrections.
The main basic formula for cross-species genetic research experiments is:
\[ R = (1+P)^{-n} \]
Where \( P \) represents the probability of success after each trial, \( n \) is the number of experiments, and the decay rate is the degree to which the probability of success decreases after each trial.
The two discussed it for a while, and after confirming that it was almost correct, Merlin sent the modified formula back to Peter.
As it was getting dark, Merlin made some late-night snacks. When he returned to the living room, he found that Gwen had disappeared.
"Goodbye again without saying goodbye," Merlin shrugged, not paying much attention to it since he was used to it anyway.
Live reports sounded from the laptop at this time.
"The lizard monster appears again on the Williamsburg Bridge. The police are rushing there quickly, but the lanes on the bridge are crowded and there are many people. The situation is not optimistic..."
"Oh my gosh, great, the kid is okay, Spider-woman is here."
Merlin sat down on the sofa with a late-night snack. While eating, he watched his notebook. On the screen was the scene at Williamsburg Bridge. Gwen, dressed in a black-and-white spider suit, had just arrived and was already fighting with the lizard man in a densely blocked lane.
However, Merlin looked at it for a while and suddenly realized something was wrong. The lizard man in the picture didn't seem to be the same as Peter's transformation.
"Another lizard man?" He raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. The world seemed to be in chaos.
But to truly experience chaos, we must wait for the high-profile announcement from Stark Industries.
Thinking of this, Merlin quickly finished his late-night snack, turned off the news screen, and continued working on his Rockstar website.
The appearance of the Lizard Man had caused panic in NY City, but since it escaped from Spider-Man by jumping into the river at Fort Williamson, it hadn't been seen. The police followed the investigation trail to Professor Connors of Osborne Industries, but he had resigned and vanished.
The police identified Professor Connors as a major suspect and began a targeted search. However, nothing was found until Saturday. During this time, Gwen often had scrapes and bruises, which she attributed to skateboarding whenever Merlin asked.
A big event also happened in Hell's Kitchen. The leader of the motorcycle gang was assassinated. It was said that there was an explosion on the spot. The whole room was filled with minced meat and blood. It was extremely miserable.
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Saturday afternoon, at Merlin's Tuning Shop.
It's still the same workstation, but the original sloped magic weapon is gone, replaced by a low-lying sports car. The front body of the car is like a three-pronged toe, and the streamlined beauty of the body is full of futuristic technology. If it weren't for the four wheels, it would look more like a futuristic aircraft. The surface is covered with a layer of Bubblegum Princess paint without covering points.
"Crash..."
The rolling shutter door slowly rose, and Frank, who exuded a dull aura, walked in.
"How does the gun work?" Merlin asked first.
Frank was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Very good. Tell me how to join the game."
With the death of the leader of the motorcycle gang, the other two gangs also became vigilant. To be on the safe side, Frank did not act impulsively but waited for news from Merlin. What he wants is to kill all the gang members who killed his wife and daughter, leaving no one behind. Before that, he doesn't want to die. To be more precise, Merlin could give him a more secure plan, so he wouldn't have to be impulsive.
"Turn on your phone."
Frank was a little confused, but he still took out his phone. As the screen lit up, a strange star icon app appeared on his phone. Because he didn't have many things on his phone, he saw it at first glance.
"Click it."
Frank did as he was told, and as he clicked on the app, a web page appeared on the phone screen. When he saw what was displayed on the page, his eyes couldn't help but flash.
"It's the Rockstar Mall inside. I believe you can see the products, including those from my store. If you want to buy, besides cash, you can also earn rewards by completing tasks. For example, taking down the three gangs could earn you rewards ranging from $500 to $10 million. I can also provide you with weapons and planning, but I charge a 20% fee. How about it?" Merlin held up two fingers.
Frank clicked through the options on his phone, seeing vehicles and weapons like fighter planes, helicopters, tanks, and armored vehicles, and couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed. Who is behind this game?
"How about it? Or do you plan to finish it yourself?" Merlin urged when Frank didn't answer immediately.
Frank came to his senses and adjusted his mindset.
"Okay, I promise. As long as I can kill them all, I'll give you all the rewards." Frank didn't care about the rewards, only about avenging his family.
"Great, now you can choose any vehicles and weapons from my store. I'll provide the precise locations of everyone in the gang, including their leader. This headset will keep you updated, and I can pick you up if necessary."
"Okay, let's take action tonight."
Frank re-entered the arsenal with Merlin, selecting a pump-action shotgun, a dagger, and an armor-piercing pistol. He then chose the beveled magic weapon Merlin had just completed last week, driving out of the modification shop. Initially, he wanted to pick the super flammable one, but opted for the simpler, less conspicuous beveled weapon.
Hell's Kitchen, 38th Street Fore.
Frank drove the vehicle through the dark streets in the direction of the motorcycle gang.
"Speaking of which, after avenging your wife and daughter, do you have any plans for the next step?"
Merlin's voice suddenly came over the headset.
Frank thought for a moment, "Not yet."
"Hmm... that's right. You are thinking about revenge. Basically, the gangs here have some connections. Basically, there is no hope of getting caught by the law."
"This dark drama needs light to purify it, and this city needs light too."
"City Lights... what about the name?"
Frank was a little touched, but he couldn't really compliment the name. It was a little too weird.
Just as he was about to speak, Merlin suddenly issued a warning.
"The Target is ahead of you."
"Buzz!!"