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Chapter 797 You can fucking sew even sewing!

Chapter 797·Sew, you can fucking sew!

"Hello, I think your name is Miles Morelas."

Nexter released his transformed form and appeared in front of Miles in the form of Peter. Miles was put down by Hulk and sat on the ground. The wounds on his chest and back were still faint.

It hurt, but Miles felt that these two places should heal before dawn.

"Hi, Peter." Miles felt that his eyes were really opened today. A Spider-Man had just passed away in his universe, and then he saw a bunch of Spider-Man and two giants.

"You're not Peter Parker, are you?"

"I'm Hulk! I live in Banner!"

"Okay, okay." Miles only felt that his eardrums hurt, and where is Banner? Is it a unique place name in this world?

"Actually, I just said it, but I couldn't ask because I was delayed by something." Peter approached Miles and slowly squatted down to keep his eyes level with Miles: "You are also Spider-Man.

? You look a little small."

"I'm almost fourteen this year!" Miles retorted: "There's still eleven months left."

"But I am indeed not Spider-Man. I can't spin silk like you, nor can I climb walls. I can't even control my hands to stick to something."

"Can you tell me something?"

"Actually, I've already said it once, okay."

Miles once again told the three people the story of Spider-Man in his own world.

"Are you feeling guilty about the death of your world's Peter Parker?"

"Yes, Gwen said, I don't need to feel guilty about that incident, because I was just an ordinary person who had just gained the power of Spider-Man. However, I was more because of fear. If I could be braver,

Maybe I could have saved him, but I didn't do anything because I was afraid."

Maybe because the person in front of him is Peter Parker, maybe because he has been enlightened, Miles is now more willing to show his heart.

"You don't have to worry about this. You don't have to think about it that way. You're only twelve years old."

"I'm thirteen, I'll be fourteen soon, and I can already ride a bike to the store by myself!"

Facing Miles's child-like rebuttal, Peter just told another, more cruel fact: "If you had taken action at that time, maybe you wouldn't be able to stand here today."

"But I have that ability, so I guess I have to do something about it. What if I just can't be a hero like Spider-Man?"

Night enveloped the earth, like a layer of haze covering the heart of this thirteen-year-old boy.

For adolescent children, once they get into a certain corner, it is difficult for others to get out. Only a very small number of lucky people have people who can understand them and help them out of the predicament. The rest can only rely on luck and time.

.

"It's normal to be afraid. I've always been afraid too. When I faced alien beasts."

"I heard from Gwen that it was a particularly scary monster."

"Yes, I am also afraid, but as long as"

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains shook! A gray beam of light shot straight into the sky!

And a few minutes ago.

"Actually, it's okay. I'm living a pretty good life, that's all."

Uncle Ben stepped forward and took off the mask on Benjamin Parker's head. Looking at that face that looked even more weathered than his own, Ben felt very distressed.

"You must have a very hard life in the days to come."

One sentence was like opening the gate of the dam of tears. Benjamin Parker couldn't bear it anymore. He hugged Uncle Ben and cried bitterly.

Spider-Man looks very handsome, but he is really in pain inside.

Because he has been losing, he lost his parents before becoming Spider-Man, and from the moment he became Spider-Man, he was on the road of loss.

Uncle Ben, Dr. Connors and Dr. Otto, who were both mentors and friends, Norman Osborn, who regarded him as a nephew, his best brother, Harry, Aunt May, and Mary Jane.

Until today, I am alone.

Uncle Ben hugged Peter. Although this Peter might be older than him, in front of him, Peter still wanted to be a child.

When a child is wronged, it is good to cry to the person closest to him or her. Even if you don't say anything and just provide the child with a shoulder to lean on, it is good.

"How did you recognize me, Uncle Ben?"

"Intuition, and your qualities." Uncle Ben wiped away the tears on Peter's face and said to Peter: "The human body will continue to change, but the most fundamental thing in a person's heart will never change.

. The moment I saw you, I seemed to hear myself in another world telling me that you are my Peter."

"Where's Aunt May?"

"We are taking you in this world to a temporary shelter. We plan to leave New York at dawn tomorrow and go to Nevada. An old friend of mine has a farm there and we will live there. The shelter has a limited capacity.

We can only let women and children go in first. I originally planned to come back to get some things and wait for the rest of the night."

"New York is so unsafe."

"Sorry." Benjamin said with sobs, "This may have been caused by us."

"You always put too many burdens on yourself, which will make you very tired."

"But the greater the ability."

Uncle Ben took over Peter's next sentence: "The greater the responsibility. I hope you can make good use of your abilities and shoulder your responsibilities, but you always have to give yourself a chance to breathe a sigh of relief. You are too tired."

Now, I have crow’s feet.”

"The sign of a mature man."

"Well, I thought you were going to say beard."

Uncle Ben looked at Benjamin Parker and said, "Maybe I was a little too harsh on you."

"No, if it weren't for your guidance, I think I might not be where I am today. Without Uncle Ben, there would be no Spider-Man, and my world needs a Spider-Man. Sometimes, I feel like this is a

It was a dream, I didn’t know if it was a nightmare, but when I woke up from the dream, I realized that maybe it wasn’t a dream.”

"Peter, we all have nightmares. There is nothing scary about nightmares. When you wake up from the dream and after a busy day, you will find that the nightmare that brought you fear is now blurred in your memory."

"Nightmares will always be forgotten by us, and we have more important things to do, which is to build our own lives."

Suddenly, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and a gray beam of light shot straight into the sky in the distance.

Benjamin Parker looked at the beam of light, and then at Uncle Ben. His originally confused eyes gradually began to gain some light.

"Go ahead, here's your little gadget." Uncle Ben handed the mask in his hand to Benjamin Parker: "Next time, remember to disinfect and practice good personal hygiene, and eat more vegetables."

"Help me tell Aunt Mei that I love her!"

"Also, tell me this, never invest in anything related to Spider-Man in the future! Especially restaurants!"

Benjamin Parker's spider silk flew towards the location of the light pillar.

Halfway through, he met Miles who was running towards the light beam on two legs.

"Miles, man, you hurt?"

Looking at Miles' broken spider suit, Benjamin Parker felt a sense of guilt in his heart.

I originally planned to sew the God Killer Geer in, but there were a lot of things to sew in.

Let's stop here, it would be rude to sew it down.

Goodbye, reader-san, goodbye.

But it seems a pity not to use the symbiote that has been prepared for so long, so let’s consider it for the seventh or eighth live broadcast.

(End of chapter)


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