But he was still himself. Still in control. His Mind hadn't changed. His personality remained intact. Only his body had evolved.
"How long has passed?" Peter asked.
"You've been in dimensional space for twelve subjective hours. The transformation required significant time for complete integration."
Peter nodded. He had more subjective time. Might as well use it.
"I need to test these abilities. Set up training scenarios. I want to understand my limits before I go back to reality."
"Training area prepared. Initializing physical assessment protocols."
Peter walked to the gymnasium section of his dimensional complex. The space was massive. High ceilings. Reinforced walls. Equipment designed to test superhuman capabilities.
He started simple. Jumped straight up. His body responded instantly.
Whoosh!
He soared fifteen feet into the air. Landed softly. His enhanced agility made the impact trivial.
"Vertical jump: 4.6 meters," FSIS reported. "Approximately 3.8 times your pre-enhancement maximum."
Peter grinned. He ran at a wall. His body moved faster than he'd ever experienced. He reached the wall and kept going. His feet stuck. He ran straight up the vertical surface.
The adhesion was automatic. His body knew what to do. Tiny barbed hairs in his hands and feet created molecular bonds with the wall material. He could feel each connection. Control each point of contact.
He reached the ceiling. Hung upside down. Blood rushed to his head but he felt fine. His enhanced physiology adjusted instantly.
"Wall-crawling functional at 127% projected efficiency," FSIS confirmed. "Your body has optimized the adhesive proteins beyond original spider DNA capabilities."
Peter released the adhesion. Fell. Twisted in midair. Landed in a crouch.
His spider-sense tingled suddenly. A warning. Danger incoming.
FSIS had activated a training drone. It shot a rubber projectile at Peter's back.
Peter moved without thinking. Dodged left. The projectile passed harmlessly.
"Spider-sense operational," FSIS said. "Warning time: 1.8 seconds before impact. Accuracy: 100%."
More drones activated. They surrounded Peter. Fired from multiple angles.
His spider-sense screamed. Peter moved. Ducked. Weaved. Twisted. Every projectile missed. His body responded faster than conscious thought. Pure instinct guided by precognitive awareness.
"Remarkable," FSIS observed. "Your integration of the spider-sense is complete. Your brain processes the warnings and executes responses in under 200 milliseconds."
Peter stopped the training scenario. He was breathing hard but not exhausted. His enhanced stamina was significant.
"Strength test," Peter said. "Maximum safe load."
A reinforced weight set materialized. Peter approached the bench press. Loaded it with weight. Started at five hundred pounds.
Lifted it easily. Added more weight. One thousand pounds. Still manageable. Fifteen hundred pounds. Starting to feel it. Two thousand pounds. Difficult but achievable.
He racked the weight. "What's my estimated maximum?"
"Based on muscle fiber analysis and observed performance, your maximum lift is approximately fifteen tons under ideal conditions. Your enhanced strength is approximately twenty-five times baseline human capability."
Peter absorbed that. Fifteen tons. He could lift a small car over his head. Could punch through concrete. Could tear steel.
"But I need to be careful," Peter said aloud. "This much strength can kill normal people easily. I need perfect control."
He spent the next several hours practicing control. Touching objects with precise force. Picking up eggs without breaking them. Handling paper without tearing it. His enhanced proprioception made it easier than expected. He could feel exactly how much force he applied.
But it would take practice. Lots of practice. One mistake could be fatal for someone else.
"FSIS, begin genetic analysis of the other specimens. I want to know what I can integrate next."
"Processing. Analyzing Spider-67 and Spider-91 genetic sequences. Cross-referencing with your current DNA structure."
Peter sat down while FSIS worked. His mind turned to the other materials he'd stolen. Lizard DNA regeneration serum. Electric eel genetic material. The possibilities were enormous.
'I could create the perfect enhancement,' Peter thought. 'Combine the best traits from multiple sources. Engineer something beyond any single animal.'
But it would take time. Research. Testing. He couldn't rush this. One mistake could kill him or turn him into something monstrous.
"Analysis complete," FSIS announced. "I have compiled optimal enhancement pathways based on your goals and available genetic material."
Data appeared on Peter's phone screen. Complex diagrams. Genetic sequences. Integration protocols.
"Spider-67 integration would provide accelerated healing factor, enhanced metabolism, and bioelectric generation capabilities. Estimated healing rate increase: 10x current enhanced rate. Electrical discharge potential: up to 50,000 volts with training."
"Spider-91 would provide organic webbing production and expanded sensory processing. Webbing tensile strength: 250 MPa baseline. But your adaptive genetics could optimize this significantly."
Peter studied the data carefully. His enhanced Mind processed it rapidly.
"What about combinations?" Peter asked. "If I integrate all three spider genetic lines plus the lizard regeneration and eel bioelectricity?"
"Theoretically possible. Your adaptive mutation allows for unlimited genetic integration if done sequentially with proper stabilization periods. However, I recommend caution. Each integration carries risk."
"Give me the ideal combination. Maximum capability with minimum risk."
FSIS processed for several seconds. Then displayed a comprehensive enhancement plan.
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