"It seems that you don't like me talking too much. Okay, I can understand that. So where are you taking me next? Do you also have a cool big laboratory? Can we study your cloak there?
?Or I can also let you study my spider silk launcher, it is actually special..."
When Spider-Man said this, he saw the death gaze projected by Batman, so he immediately pinched his index fingers and thumbs with both hands and slid them flat on his mouth, making a zipper motion to signal that he would stop talking.
.
Batman waved his cape and jumped off the tall building, followed closely by Spider-Man. Even though Batman had used his fastest speed, Spider-Man could still keep up, and effortlessly, Batman led him all the way.
Then he came to the Batcave.
Batman was opening the door when he heard a series of exclamations coming from behind. Spider-Man was like a frog whose switch was pressed, and a series of "Wow wow wow wow wow" popped up in his head.
"Isn't this so cool?! What is this? Is it made of a mysterious dark core? This door is amazing! Is this combination lock equipped with face recognition? And this handle, you carved a bat pattern on it
, simply amazing.”
"Stay still and don't touch it. There are weapons on the door." Batman dutifully reminded every Robin who came here for the first time, and then went to open his complicated bat lock.
Batman swore that he didn't look at what Spider-Man was doing for about a minute and a half, and it definitely wasn't more than two minutes before he heard a "click" behind him.
When Spider-Man appeared in front of him again, he was holding the door handle with a bat pattern that he had carefully carved on it.
Batman's eyes widened slightly. Spider-Man was like a child who had done something wrong. He quickly defended: "I didn't mean to take it off on purpose. I think the pattern on it is very beautiful. I want to see what's underneath."
The details, the result is..."
"I'm really sorry. I will compensate you, or if you have a machine, I can make you an exact one."
Batman glanced at the super alloy door handle on the safety lock he had just reinforced to confirm the safety status, and then looked up at Spider-Man, who was not yet fully grown and could be called thin arms and legs.
He didn't say anything, waved his cloak and turned around and said: "No need to apologize, but don't touch me again."
Batman continued to unlock the thirteenth lock on his door, but this time he heard Spider-Man's voice coming from behind.
"This thing looks pretty solid, how come it's broken? I know I'm very strong, and I often study the things in Mr. Stark's laboratory, but I haven't broken any of them so far. Could it be there?
Are they stronger, or has Mr. Stark specially reinforced them?"
Batman's fingers pressing the button paused for a moment, and his statue-like solid and steady chest rose and fell imperceptibly, but he continued to concentrate on opening the door lock.
"Have you brought anyone here before? Batman, it looks like I'm not the first. You must have brought your kids here before. Do they break things too? Well, I'm not saying they should break things.
, but I often broke Mr. Stark’s things before, but fortunately he never cared about it, because he was richer..."
"The Robins were here." Without Batman even noticing, the word Robin was pronounced heavier than before.
"I've wanted to ask for a long time, what is Robin? Is your hobby raising pet birds? Bats that can raise birds are really rare."
"They are my assistants, about the same age as you."
"So that's it." Spider-Man nodded. He looked at the door handle in his hand and said, "I said there should be a superhero team."
"Are you Stark's assistant?"
Hearing this question, Spider-Man was stunned for a moment, he scratched his head, and then said: "The assistant in your definition should be able to help you, right? I can rarely help Mr. Stark.
, he always helps me without asking for anything in return. Sometimes I feel like he is like my father."
"So what do your parents think?"
"I don't have parents, they died when I was just born, but I have uncles and aunts, and they don't know about me being a superhero yet." Spider-Man lowered his arms in frustration and said, "But I think they
I’m about to find out.”
After hearing Spider-Man's answer that his parents died when he was very young, Batman's fingertips paused slightly again.
As the door opened, a gust of cold wind rushed out from the door. Spider-Man followed Batman into this huge base, and not surprisingly saw Batman's magnificent collection.
"Oh my God, this place is a hundred times cooler than I imagined!!!" Spider-Man was so excited that his voice almost broke, his head spinning back and forth like a top, like a gust of wind, "Whoosh
"Swiss" to this side and "whoosh" to that side.
"What is this? Where did this big dinosaur come from? Have you been to Jurassic Park? And this medal, my God! This statue is so cool, it matches my uniform so well...
"
Within the next few dozen minutes, a red and blue figure was seen blowing through the entire Batcave like a whirlwind. Spider-Man used his flexible skills and quick speed to touch all the bat collections within the visible range of the naked eye.
Read it again.
Batman has no objection, and he also knows that he cannot have any objection, because he knows that once Spider-Man stops, the terrible chatterbox storm will fill the entire Batcave.
However, the tolerance of visiting time did not bring better results. When Spider-Man realized through these weird bat collections that he had really come to a new universe and was about to experience a new legendary adventure, he
Completely excited.
The spider mutation will provide Spider-Man with energy and concentration far beyond ordinary people. When the mutation factor in Spider-Man's body becomes excited, it will cause Spider-Man to produce a series of physiological excitement emotions, thus making him
Becoming more lively and active, even a little crazy.
"By the way, you said before that you wanted me to be your assistant, right? You must have said that, right? Being your assistant means that I can collect these collectibles with you all over the universe, right? Let's defeat those
Super cool monsters, unload the trophies from them, and then carry them back to their home, turning this place into the most explosive museum in the universe."
Spider-Man stretched out his arms and waved continuously, while Batman, who was listening, perfectly filtered out the very extreme adjectives that appeared in Spider-Man's words that would never appear in Gotham, and then nodded.
Spider-Man let out a cheer, jumped high on the spot, and then hit the ceiling about five meters high. He fell to the ground, then covered his head and shook his head dizzily, and then said with expectation
body language that says to Batman: "When do we start?"
"First of all, your uniform..."
Spider-Man was stunned for a moment, and then he took off his hood under Batman's shocked gaze. He shook his soft brown curly hair and said: "Anyway, you all know that I am Peter Parker.
Now, there is no need to wear a mask.”
"Can't I just lie to you?"
"What? Don't you know, you are just guessing? God, you are too cunning!"
Batman was speechless. He looked at the immature face of the young man in front of him. He had short, slightly curly brown hair. The quality of his hair looked very good, both shiny and soft. However, it seemed that he had not done a good job before wearing the mask.
The actions of combing and removing the mask were too rough, and now it felt like there was a chicken coop on my head.
His eyes are dark brown with a hint of gray, and his pupils are very dilated in the dim Batcave. He looks simple and in line with his character. There are some inconspicuous sun spots under his eyelids and in the center of his nose.
, there is still a little bit of baby fat on the cheeks that has not faded away.
Peter Parker's appearance is unremarkable, like the kind of ordinary white boys who are picked up in large numbers in public high schools. The only thing that can be called an advantage in appearance is probably his body proportions, with slender limbs, wide shoulders and narrow waist.
Although it is not fully developed yet, you can already imagine a perfect figure with golden proportions in the future.
"What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with me?" Peter Parker looked down at himself, rubbed his face with his hands, and looked at his back in circles like a dog chasing its tail.
Batman shook his head and said: "No, it's okay, let's go."
"Then why are you staring at me? Ah, wait, where are you going? I mean where are we going together, and what is that room for? It's not some magical door to your adventure.
Bar?"
"That's the physical examination room. We're going to give you a physical examination first."
The expected doubts and questions did not come. Peter nodded calmly as if he heard the sentence "The earth is round", and then obediently followed Batman into the door of the room.
This attitude made Batman look at him from head to toe again. Spider-Man spread his hands in confusion and said, "Why are you looking at me?"
"Aren't you averse to physical examinations?"
"I have a physical exam every year."
Batman was silent, and then Peter thought he had misunderstood something, and explained again: "Ah, you may think that I am a child from a poor family, so I don't understand the importance of physical examination. My family is indeed not rich, but my uncle has never
If we don’t save money on this, even if we can’t go to a big hospital, we will conduct routine physical examinations in community hospitals.”
"Regular physical examination is the best investment in health. Eighty percent of human diseases can be reduced by more than half if they are detected and treated early. My last physical examination was on March 21 this year, and it showed that I had nothing but
Everything is normal except for my heart rate being a little fast."
"Oh, by the way, I memorized all the data from the previous physical examination. Do you want to listen? I am seventeen years old, 17cm tall, and weigh 64kg..."
"Stop, I mean, aren't you worried about others using your body data to do bad things?"
Peter blinked, and then said, "Can he use my body data to do bad things, like defrauding people of gym memberships?"
"If he has your physical data, he can analyze your physical weaknesses."
"But there is no weakness in my body."
Batman was silent again.
About half an hour later, Peter sat up from the last medical examination machine, and Batman looked at the dense data report and discovered that Peter was not lying - Spider-Man's body had no weaknesses.