Spider-Ham glanced at it and shook his head. "I don't know. Ask Peni later."
The communicator's functions and usage were quite simple.
It was essentially an earbud that you plugged into your ear and then put on the battle suit's hood.
The default state was to only receive information.
Holding it down was for talking.
A double-tap was to turn it off.
It was easy to learn.
"Hey, Peni? Mister Shadow?" Peter tried calling, but got no response.
He gave Spider-Ham a questioning look.
Spider-Ham shrugged. "Maybe they found another way."
"What do you mean?" Peter asked.
Spider-Ham said, "They think the underground disturbances might be related to Doctor Octopus's escape. They were worried that going in from Fisk Tower would alert her, or even push her to destroy the Particle Collider."
"So they got the route from Miles, using the nearby subway station."
"This communicator only has a 6-kilometer range without a network connection. They should be outside that range now."
Peter and Spider-Gwen understood.
"Peter, what's the situation upstairs? Why isn't it done yet?" Spider-Man B's voice sounded.
Peter said helplessly, "There's too much data. Just wait a bit longer, it'll probably take another half an hour."
"Alright. I really don't want to sit in a cramped car with that big fat pig!" Spider-Man B complained.
"Hey! I can hear you!" Spider-Ham shouted.
"Uh, you're not fat," Spider-Man B quickly apologized.
Spider-Ham: ?
"Is this about whether I'm fat or not? You called me a pig!"
"But you are a pig."
"If you say that, I'm going to come find you and fight!" Spider-Ham said, itching for a fight.
Peter saw right through him and used his web to pull him back, "Don't even think about running away! Stay here and organize the data!"
"Alright," Spider-Ham grunted, snorting as he sat back down.
And so, after a while, the data was almost completely organized, with only the final scanning left to do.
Peter picked them up one by one, looking at each.
Spider-Gwen and Spider-Ham watched him, happy to let him do the work.
Their leisurely attitude made Peter inwardly criticize them.
But there was nothing he could do.
Spider-Ham didn't have a suit; the stripes on his body were the result of a mutation, and he was just wearing clothes.
As for Spider-Gwen, her suit was just clothes too, without any high-tech functions.
Out of these Spider-People, the only ones whose suits/armor possessed high-tech capabilities were him and Peni.
Since Peni was out of the picture, that left him to do it.
What about Spider-Man B?
Maybe the suit from his original world had some, but the one he had now definitely didn't.
Actually, the main reason was that Kingpin had too much information at his disposal.
And this was after he'd consciously organized it.
It usually just stated the date, the amount of money someone gave him, and who he was supposed to take out, along with how much he spent to appease his subordinates and have them take the blame, so the investigation wouldn't lead back to him.
And on a certain date, someone received money from someone else, and in return, they provided assistance.
On another date, someone did something with someone else.
And so on.
This was already a simplification.
If every single detail was recorded, there would be even more.
The truth was, Kingpin's influence was simply too vast, involving far too many people.
To put it bluntly, if someone could obtain this information and also possess the ability to protect it from those involved, preventing them from being silenced, then that person could potentially become the next Kingpin!
Take Peter, for example!
However, Peter had no such ambitions.
There was some information that Peter didn't intend to release for now, but he would scan it all. Besides the paper copies, he'd also keep electronic backups, storing them on a mobile hard drive with no external network connection, placing it in Blond Spider-Man's underground base.
Just as Peter was busy working, and Spider-Gwen and Spider-Ham were busy watching him, a voice suddenly crackled over their earpiece communicators.
It was Peni's voice.
"Hello? Can everyone hear me?"
"Loud and clear. What's going on your end?" Peter replied.
"We've located the Particle Collider, it's directly beneath Fisk Tower," Peni said.
"Yeah, we know," Peter responded.
Peni continued, "But the Particle Collider's condition is off. I looked over its schematics in the underground base, and its rotation speed is at least three times faster than designed!"
"What does that mean?" Spider-Man B asked.
Peni's tone was very serious: "That means the original 10-hour warm-up time now only takes 2.5 hours!"
"2.5 hours? How long has it been since Doctor Octopus left?" Peter asked.
"About an hour and fifty minutes," Mister Shadow said, "I'm quite sensitive to time."
"So, we have ten minutes left?" Peter raised an eyebrow.
"No," Peni said, "In fact, the Particle Collider was already running for about two hours before we got here!"
"The Particle Collider running at overload, the consequences will be serious, right?" Spider-Gwen asked.
Peter's face was grave. He had reviewed all the data and also had Blond Spider-Man's previous analysis of the Particle Collider.
"The consequences aren't just 'serious.' A Particle Collider running in a normal state could create a Black Hole from the immense energy of the collision and swallow all of Brooklyn. The good news is that the Particle Collider will be completely useless after this time, and the bad news is that if it's not handled properly, all of New York will be swallowed!"
Actually, there's good news: the Overload Key 2.0, which they designed to reverse the program that sent Mister Shadow and the others back, has now unexpectedly become the key to solving this problem.
Because the Overload Key can reverse the program, it can quickly release the energy after the collision, and render it powerless by severing the connection between it and the Liquid Helium Diversion System.
The creation of the Black Hole, or rather, the simulated Black Hole, requires a continuous supply of immense energy.
Without enough energy, even if it forms, it will be annihilated in an instant.
In that case, the energy released in that instant would at most cause a small-scale explosion, maybe, at most, blowing up Kingpin's Fisk Tower.
Anyway, it's better than blowing up the entire eight million people of New York, right? Besides, the building was Kingpin's den of iniquity anyway.
With Kingpin's current state, he won't be needing it in the future.
"Peni, how long did it take you to find that?" Peter realized something was wrong and asked quickly.
"Twenty minutes."
"Wait, let me think this through." Peter reached up and rubbed his head.
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