Chapter 294: Inheritance

Chapter 294: Inheritance

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Hector returned to his universe and sent the other Spidermen to their universes as well. He didn't spend too much time on them, however, as he was not as connected to them or knew about their lives. Only the fat Spiderman was cursed a little to always keep running until he gets to a good weight. And until he patches things up with his wife and makes something out of his life.

After that, it was just Miles, but he didn't need to be sent anywhere. However, Hector still made his wish come true. He made it so that Gwen became part of this world as well. It was a complex thing to do but nothing too big for the Time Variance Authority.

Then, at last, it was just him and Peter left, the little kid he saved from a truck years ago. He was older and wiser now, soon to start his college life.

But Hector had something serious to talk about with him, so he took him to his office in the White House and ordered an excellent pizza and some good old coke without the cocaine.

"So, how is life treating you?" He asked.

Peter relaxed without his mask and looked around the office. "I'm good, grandpa. I'm still amazed whenever I come into this office. So much history lives here."

He chuckled and put a slice of pizza on his plate. "Why? You want to one day run for the president?"

Peter embarrassingly shook his head. "I don't think I have it in me to become that. I stutter a lot and can't really give speeches." Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

"Bwahaha... that can be fixed, lad. But your stuttering is proof that you are a smart kid. Your brain thinks faster than your mouth can move. So anyway, I have decided to do something. I reckon that Spiderman can't ever get a real job for himself. So, why can't he be the creator of jobs?"

"What do you mean, grandpa?" Peter asked.

Hector took out a few papers from his drawer and handed them to the boy. "You're eighteen already. You're also very smart, not to mention I have a very professional team to manage things."

Peter silently read the whole document, and it didn't take him long to find out what it was. His face paled at the thought of inheriting such a legacy. "S-Sir... why me?"

"Why not you? You're a genius on par with Tony, but at the same time, you're not a whoring warmonger that he used to be. You're humble and kind, but not to the point that you'd bankrupt the company. At the same time, using this company, you can help the world by making better gadgets for your work. So, sign it and get Kingstech Industries will be yours."

Peter put down the papers. "It's a company worth six hundred billion... I don't think I can manage something this big." Peter replied.

Hector shrugged. "Don't worry, lad. The company has top talents that are loyal to me and who will train you and help you. Moreover, the company will be expanding into space soon, so it's all fine."

"Why can't you keep managing it?"

Hector picked up his cane and placed it at the side of his chair. "As you can see, I am getting old, and I'm afraid my time has come. I am passing the baton to you now. While the legacy of this office will end with me, the company shall survive through you."

Peter was just saddened to hear that, however. He took Hector's existence for granted, he realised. Memories of his lifetime flashed through his eyes, and he sighed. "the world will be... colourless without you. I will miss you."

Bam!

Hector knocked on Tony's head. "You're old enough. And I have left behind a nice encyclopaedia about the universe. All the species and the political scenario. Not to mention, the UGF has a lot of my loyalists in it. The new president is General Kul."

"Ugh..." Logan grunted. "This feels weird."

Kennedy was crying like a little bitch at the same time, slamming his glass on the table and pouring more and more. "God damn, why can't it be me before you? I don't want to cry at your funeral."

Hector chuckled. "I will make sure to watch you weep, son. I will record it so when you come up there to me, I can make fun of you among the pretty ladies."

"There are ladies in hell?" Tony blew out a mouthful of scotch.

"Haha, of course. There are all kinds of women. Cute ones, milf ones, goth ones, and even demon-like chicks. Though most of them would torture you. But they are also available in heaven if you reach there. Which I'm sure most of you will."

"I can't wait!" Tony cheered.

"I said most... not all," Hector added.

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Tony's jaw fell for a second. But then he drank again and smiled. "I guess I should train for some pain then."

Now Hector's jaw fell.

"I'm already used to it." Logan blurted as well.

Hector downed another glass. "God bless this planet. Damn!"

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