Schiller turned into a mist, and Venom was instantly armed. The two of them ran through the streets of Brooklyn, but when they saw that familiar figure, he was the only one on the street.
Schiller landed, and Eddie also hit the ground hard. Peter turned around and saw them and said: "Oh, you are here."
"What's going on?" Schiller asked.
This is actually very wrong, Schiller thought. There are very few people on earth who can beat Peter, and there is no one who can outrun Barry. In this case, when they encounter the enemy, Peter should not be the first to beat him down.
Next, will Barry drag them back together again? Why did Barry come back alone to call them?
"I met an invisible guy." Peter said: "I can't see him, but he can attack me. It's a bit too weird, so I asked you to come and see what's going on."
Eddie frowned slightly, but Schiller walked up to Peter, looked around and asked: "Are you wearing the goggles of the suit? Isn't the thermal imaging useless?"
Peter shook his head and said, "I can't see him with all the visual methods I have."
"Have you tried spiritual vision?"
Peter was stunned and said: "No, I didn't expect that I could do magic."
The Peter of Schiller's universe can do magic. To be precise, he has energy in his body, which is the result of a previous electricity theft. Although he has never learned to release magic, he can also activate vision in the spiritual world.
"Give me your goggles," Schiller said, extending his hand.
Peter took out his mask and handed it to Schiller. It was originally technology from the Stark Group. Later, Peter added some functions himself. Although it looked like a thin superhero hood on the surface, in fact
It is a comprehensive and multifunctional monitoring and analysis instrument.
After Schiller took the mask over, he fed a little bit of magic energy into it and attached it to his eyes. This allowed Peter to observe the flow of magic energy with spiritual vision.
"He ran away." Barry said: "I can't see him, and there is no trace of him in the Speed Force. I just searched the entire city, and I really didn't see any trace."
"It's not an accident that he targeted you." Schiller speculated: "In this case, he will definitely come to you again. Have you had a fight with him?"
"No, I was basically beaten unilaterally just now, but I also showed my ability to run faster and jump higher. Will this make him wary?"
"No, a smart person would not choose to take action here, and if he is a fool, he will never guess that you are Spider-Man. Let's go back first and go out for a walk in the evening."
Schiller and the others walked back with the purchased barbecue and beer. When they turned around the intersection, Schiller saw the name of the street sign, which said Werther Street. It was the gangster he had seen in the newspaper earlier.
Active streets.
"A gangster who can become invisible?" Schiller said to himself.
In fact, he was searching for possible names in his mind. With such unique attributes, he shouldn't be an unknown person. As long as he had appeared in comics, Schiller could find his information in his memory.
Before they finished flipping through the pages, a few people had already returned to the newspaper office. It was getting dark. Eddie pulled down the roller shutter door, lit the lights in the room, put the fragrant kebabs on the table, and put the beer on the coffee table.
Next to him, he went to the refrigerator and got a bottle of orange juice for Barry to drink.
The cups clinked together, and the splashes shone brightly under the light. A football game was playing on the TV next to them, and several people began to eat happily.
American barbecue is more like barbecue than barbecue. Except for some colorful pepper meat skewers, there is no place for vegetables. Each iron skewer is covered with fist-sized pieces of meat, which is rich in juice and rich in milk aroma.
In addition, there are roasted chickens threaded on two wires, a lot of roasted chicken wings and roasted chicken legs. The heat is just right, the golden and crispy skin is dripping with clear oil, and it is also coated with a layer of the store's secret recipe.
of chili sauce.
The specialty of this shop is grilled beef ribs with black pepper. The bones of the beef ribs are perforated and flattened densely on the skewer, making the skewer look like a mallet from a distance.
Peter took a bite, and the entrance was extremely tender, followed by the rich aroma of meat, and finally the aroma of black pepper that made people's noses soaked in snot. At this time, coupled with a refreshing mouthful of home-brewed beer, the golden wind and jade dew met.
He has conquered countless people in the world.
"You look a little angry." Eddie said with a smile: "It's really uncomfortable to be beaten one-sidedly, right?"
"What I'm angry about is not that I didn't beat him, but that I didn't even think that I could use magic." Peter's voice was muffled, and he bit into the meat skewers as if venting his anger and said, "Other Spider-Man seems to be very
I'm good at fighting, and my brain is very bright when I get into a fight, but I'm always a little bit behind, and I don't have any talent for fighting."
"This is not a matter of talent. You don't think about how much time other Spider-Man spent fighting on the streets before they came, and how much time you spent." Schiller comforted: "You haven't had many fights since you were a child.
How is it possible to have combat intuition that is beyond ordinary people?"
Peter nodded and said: "When I was training with Batman before, I discovered that I don't like to adapt to changes. I prefer things that are regular and logical. From one step to the next, this is how the world works.
Way."
"Like a spider spinning its web."
Peter's eyes lit up, he looked at Schiller and said, "Is that what you think? Doctor, even if I can't fight, I can still be called Spider-Man, right?"
"Of course you can, it will only cause a sensation if you say now that you are not Spider-Man." Schiller said: "This has nothing to do with the powerful strength you gained after being bitten by a spider, nor does it have anything to do with you dressing up exactly like other Spider-Man. You
If you have used practical actions to earn such a name for yourself, then you deserve it."
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"I'm planning to hold a wedding with Gwen." Peter suddenly changed the subject.
Schiller keenly grasped the relationship between these two topics. He said: "Has the identity of Spider-Man affected the development of your private life? Or vice versa."
"I really can't hide anything from you, doctor." Peter showed a wry smile and said: "If we get married, we must have a stable family life. A responsible husband cannot run out in the middle of the night and do this every day.
."
"George also doesn't want his daughter's husband to be Spider-Man, because we have to get married, have children, and raise children together. The career of Spider-Man is too unstable and too dangerous for the family."
"Although I think this is no different from professions such as firefighters, I know that we cannot force others to form a family with a firefighter or let their relatives form a family with a firefighter. After all, firefighters still get pensions for their sacrifices. Spider-Man does not have that.
There is a lesson learned.”
Schiller then remembered that Peter was the third generation of Spider-Man. Although the first two generations were actually him, from the perspective of public understanding, the endings of the first two generations were not very good. It is no wonder that George is still...
I can't let go of this knot.
"When are you and Gwen planning to have a baby? Within a few years, maybe?"
"It's too early to think about it now." Peter muttered, "I don't think we are ready."
"I think you should have understood the significance of childbirth to women. George believes that if you die one day because of your identity as Spider-Man, then what Gwen has given and gained during the childbirth process will not only not become good news for the family, but will also
It will be a drag on her for the rest of her life, I think this is what he wants to express."
Peter thought for a while and said: "I have met many single mothers. Their lives are too difficult. They are like hell. I don't want Gwen to live such a life."
"Then there is another way besides not being Spider-Man, that is you can postpone having children." Schiller said.
"But eventually we will still want to have a child. At that time, I still may not be able to give up my superhero career, but the risk of Gwen giving birth will become higher, and I can't do that."
Peter lowered his eyes. The gentle expression on his face was like the wind blowing through the window in spring. Traces of many years could already be seen in the corners of his eyebrows. The youthful spirit that always showed in his body was brewing into a mature man's condensed form after reading a thousand sails.
That glass of wine.
"Becoming a superhero is my dream. No one should pay the price or take additional risks except me, and I don't want Gwen or George to do this for me."
"Gwen is willing to support you in pursuing your dreams."
"That's because she loves me, but a person's love is a gift, not capital. It should be stored carefully and cherished, rather than being spent as money to exchange for something for yourself. This is a very selfish approach and will
People who do this don’t deserve love.”
Schiller sighed. He originally wanted to talk to Peter and help him resolve his knot, but now he wanted to talk about it however he wanted. He couldn't talk about it at all.
"You have raised the average mental health level of humans all over the world. Come on, come on, I will give you the position of a psychiatrist."
"I have never been sure whether I really have the ability to stand up and maintain law and order like other Spider-Man, because I always wonder why they can and I can't."
"But now it seems that maybe this is the case. I never chose to take this path from the beginning. I have neither received sufficient education in this direction, nor undergone sufficient practice, nor have I achieved any results. Naturally, it is difficult.
With ease.”
"It's just that the spider mutation gave me such a powerful power, so that I could have done this, but I didn't do it. If this power was given to someone else, I could also become a scientist, but that person could hold the power,
Wouldn't it be better for the world to help others like Spider-Man?"
"Then you can give me my favorite Spider-Man power!" Venom came over with his mouth wide open and said, "As long as you let me eat one-third of your brain..."
Eddie pushed back the venom.
"The appearance of Venom broke the heavy atmosphere." Peter said angrily: "You just like Spider-Man! More than one Spider-Man has complained in the group that you harassed them! How could you do this?"
"What is harassment?! I just met them by chance when they were wandering around!!"
"I mean your current host is Eddie. Eddie will be very sad if you do this. Can't alien life know what loyalty and loyalty are?! You are such a playboy!"
"I..." Venom choked for a moment, and then whispered: "I didn't want to leave Eddie, but Spider-Man's brain is really good..."
"I testify." Hui Wu said: "It's much more fragrant than the barbecue in your hands. My whole body is fragrant. Oh my God, there are thousands of big fragrant meat steaks swinging in the sky above New York!"
Schiller had just grasped some key points from Peter's words when he was interrupted by their interruptions. Now his mind was filled with images of steak after steak floating around in New York.
Schiller cleared his throat, brought his thoughts back, looked at Peter and said, "So what do you want to do?"
"I'm wondering if I can give the spider's mutant ability to others." Peter said: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. But now I have this ability but I can't use it to its fullest extent. Scientific research and family life have taken over.
I have too much time, so I can't bear the responsibility of Spider-Man, so maybe it would be better to change to someone else?"
"So you don't want to be a superhero?"
"I don't care if I am a hero, I only care if there is one more hero in the world."