The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Chapter 2505 The Battle for the Cloak (35)

Chapter 2479: The Battle for the Cape (35)

Spider-Man seemed a little embarrassed, because first of all, his bedroom was not big, and many of the layouts had not been completely transformed from his childhood. For example, behind him was a common children's bed with a bed on top and a table underneath. The small table for eating was a discarded coffee table, but the stool was a colorful plastic cartoon-shaped triangular stool for children. The overall shape was round and looked very cute, but the stool legs had been worn off.

The posters he hung were all outdated, because the new posters were more expensive, so he could only go to the newsstand to buy those old posters and put them together. The comic books were also old books, because he couldn't afford the new ones. The carpet even had a ridiculous puppy pattern, which had been used to the point of being a little hairy.

There is no doubt that this would definitely be the object of ridicule and bullying in the American school environment, so Spider-Man never invited any friends to his house, otherwise he would definitely become the biggest laughing stock in the whole school, and he would get a nickname such as "Little Baby Peter", although his current nickname is not much better.

Suddenly, a stranger appeared in his bedroom. Spider-Man was at a loss. His hands were behind his back and pinched in front of him. He shrunk to the corner as much as possible, leaving the limited space for the strong Jason.

Jason was a little too strong. To repeat, he could even block Arkham Batman in the room. If he stretched his body a little, he could knock down the lampshade above his head. If he stretched his limbs a little, the shaky combination bed would be completely scrapped.

Spider-Man had been prepared for this. Because of the scar on his face, Jason didn't look friendly at all, and he always frowned habitually, which made him look more ferocious.

But Jason didn't. He squatted down in a more embarrassing posture than Spider-Man, shrinking his limbs as much as possible, squatting in place like a quail with swollen hair.

But he raised his head and kept looking at the layout of the room until his eyes fell on the photo of him and his uncle and aunt on Spider-Man's desk.

"Are those your parents?" Jason asked.

"No, they are my uncle and aunt." Spider-Man also squatted down, but he curled up in the corner, his body language expressed that he was completely a bully.

"You have to keep your voice down, my aunt is just outside the door, but if she sees you, she should be very happy, after all, she always asks me to bring friends back to play." Spider-Man inserted his hands into the gap between his body and knees.

"You never brought them back, you disappointed her." Jason hit the nail on the head.

"Maybe." Spider-Man retracted his neck and said, "I don't have many friends in school, and they certainly won't be interested in my room."

Even if Jason didn't go to school much, he could see that Peter Parker looked like the most common nerd and bully in school. He had no friends, no gangs, and always came and went alone. Anyone could bully him.

Jason suddenly shrugged his nose, and his eyes fell on the food on the small coffee table in front of him. Unlike the traditional white food in American families, Aunt May fried a large steak, baked bread, hot cream spinach pie, and even a big turkey leg.

"Are you hungry?" Spider-Man asked, "My aunt is used to my bigger appetite, but I can't eat so much now. We can eat together."

Jason really felt his stomach was empty, so he didn't refuse and sat down on the spot. The small coffee table seemed even smaller in front of him, and he had to cross his legs to let Spider-Man sit opposite him.

"So why did you appear in my house? Am I dreaming?"

"I guess that's probably the case." Jason said, "I was dreaming before, traveling through many worlds, and someone was chasing me. I ran all the way, and I saw you as soon as I opened the door."

Spider-Man seemed a little hesitant, and he said, "Maybe I fell asleep next to your bed, so we both entered the same dream."

Soon he became happy again, and said a little excitedly, "So, my trip to Gotham was not a dream, and the photos I took were real. I can post them on the forum when I go back?! That's great."

Spider-Man was very excited, but Jason frowned. He looked Spider-Man up and down again. , and said: "Don't you have any friends in real life? None?"

"I guess so." Spider-Man said uncertainly: "I have a few familiar classmates in school, they are similar to me, and I also know a few Spider-Mans in the Spider-Corps. They are all very friendly to me, and there is Nick, Nick also takes good care of me."

"Oh, God, Nick!" Spider-Man patted his forehead as if he just remembered, "He doesn't know I'm in Gotham yet, he must be very worried."

This time Spider-Man is right, Nick is almost going crazy, Spider-Man left the abnormal photo and disappeared, Nick and other Spider-Man who saw the photo knew that this Spider-Man was missing.

It's no wonder they are all very anxious, in fact, this Spider-Man is very special, because he comes from the comic "Amazing Fantasy" No. 15, yes, it is the comic where Spider-Man first appeared, he is the first Spider-Man.

Although Nick and other Spider-Man don't know the order of appearance in the comics, the Time Management Bureau can use special means to see the derivative order of the universe, and can also see the order of birth of each superhero in each universe.

Of course, Nick could tell that Spider-Man was number one, so he took good care of him. Once he let it slip, the other Spider-Man knew that they had special feelings for this little spider.

However, because the Spider-Man who appeared in "Amazing Fantasy" is actually the most well-known autistic high school student, a poor little boy who is not liked by anyone in the school, so Peter often behaves very withdrawn, but after putting on the Spider-Man uniform He was also too excited, which meant that he had yet to make any close friends.

Now Nick is frantically searching for the lost Spider-Man. After seeing the series of trap buttons, Nick knows that Schiller must have done it. No one except him can grasp Spider-Man's psychology so accurately, but the strange thing is , Schiller can’t be contacted now.

Speaking of Spider-Man, he and Jason were chatting while eating. Although neither of them knew how they came to this dreamland or who the person who had been chasing Jason was, they had a lot to talk about. .

Spider-Man's usual chat partners would always choose to talk to him about things at school. After all, there are no other topics to talk about with teenagers of this age.

But this always bothers Spider-Man because he really doesn’t have much campus life to talk about. All his campus life consists of attending lectures in class and doing homework after class. As soon as school is over, he plunges into his bedroom and starts reading comics. He has no friends. No activities, nothing interesting.

He was so submissive that he couldn't say anything, and the other party thought that he might not want to chat, so he had no choice but to leave. Spider-Man wanted to keep him, but he really didn't have anything interesting to talk about.

Jason is not a good chat partner, because he always talks with a gun and a stick, but in a certain conversation, he is always the leader of the topic, and he always has a lot to talk about, just the streets of Gotham He could talk about his life for months.

How he ran errands in a nightclub when he was a child, which stripper the gang boss got together with, how a rich man's real wife broke into a nightclub to arrest someone, and how their small gang dealt with the cunning group of people who sold stolen goods. The dealer bargains...

Spider-Man learned about a more real and vivid Gotham from Jason's narration. He silently wrote down all these things and prepared to write his own "Gotham Travels".

Jason recalls from childhood to adulthood, Batman inevitably appears in his stories. There is nothing to tell about his story with Batman. Anyway, he was picking up a tire on the street one day and was picked up by Batman. The two of them then work together to fight crime.

The story ended abruptly here. Spider-Man was listening enthusiastically. The story of adventures with Batman was much more exciting than most of the old comics he read. He didn't even eat, and just stared with bright eyes. God is waiting for Jason to continue.

Jason began to eat in silence.

"Please." Spider-Man raised his voice and said, "You can't let the story stop here, and then what? You two must have caught that bastard in jail, right? Batman will not allow that guy named the Joker to do this. If you provoke him, you should beat him up..."

"The truth is exactly the opposite." Jason said: "What happened next is not a very good story, nor is it something you should listen to. That's the end of it."

"Don't do this!!!" Spider-Man wailed: "You have to tell me, otherwise I will be as sad as if I didn't buy the ending of the comic!!"

"This is not a comic, and it does not meet the plot requirements of the comic creation process at all. It is more like a ghost story." Jason pursed his lips, bit off the last bite of meat from the turkey leg, pulled some paper from the side, and wiped it Hand said, "For the sake of your mental state, it's best not to listen."

After eating he stood up and said: "Now we have to find out why we are here and who is the person who has been chasing me and exploded your bathtub duck."

Spider-Man was crestfallen and dissatisfied, but he had no choice but to put his hands on his face and say, "Do you think they are the same person?"

"Of course." Jason frowned and recalled, "I don't quite remember those chaotic dreams before, but I vaguely remember that the person chasing me seemed to have a pair of metal claws."

"Metal claws?"

"Yes, his fingers are different from ordinary people." Jason recalled: "It seems to have turned into a sharp dagger, which looks quite scary."

Spider-Man laughed and said, "I didn't expect you would find it scary too."

Jason was stunned, looked down at Spider-Man and said, "What do you mean? Why don't I feel scared?"

"Well, I mean, you look so strong, you're stronger than Thompson, the strongest guy in our school." Spider-Man said in an exaggerated tone and with constant gestures: "You look like Giant, are you still afraid of monsters with dagger-like fingers?”

Jason thought Spider-Man was a little confused. He paused and said, "Do you mean that a tall person's skin should be like metal armor and cannot be scratched by a dagger, or do you mean that I was scratched twice by a dagger?" The knife won’t bleed?”

"Well, that's not what I meant, but I think people like you who are naturally strong must be much more courageous than others, right?" Spider-Man scratched his head and said, "Just like Thompson, he seems to have nothing to be afraid of, no matter where he goes. They are all showing off their power.”

"It's not like me." Spider-Man sighed and said, "I'm not short, but I'm too thin, have no strength, and don't have any athletic cells. I couldn't fight back when I was bullied in school, and I'm not good at speaking. I don't know how. Refute them."

Jason looked at him speechlessly, and said with gritted teeth: "Spider-Man has no strength, no motor cells, and is not good at words???"