"In other words, you saw a humanoid spider leaping and crawling between buildings?"
At the dinner table, cousin Claire looked at Heather in surprise, even forgetting to put the prosciutto on the fork into her mouth:
"...I always thought you were not the kind of naive 17-year-old boy who likes to fantasize, cousin Heather."
Claire is a slender beauty, and she is also the epitome of a typical American female college student today - she cares about money, face, and mood. Of course, she also has an extremely persistent egalitarian way of thinking and a poisonous tongue.
"Perhaps our UConn Merit Scholar has finally made the discovery that will lead to him receiving the Nobel Prize in Biology."
Uncle Marty struggled to free his head from the tower of ham on the dinner plate.
His body shape hovered between fat and strong, and the only difference was the pile of prosciutto slices sprinkled with cheese on the plate.
Cousin John next to him burst into laughter after hearing his father's bad joke.
Marty thought he had found a soulmate, and he also grinned.
Claire couldn't help rolling her eyes: "Dad, Johnny is laughing at you."
Marty's face was stern and he glared at John: "Hey! What's wrong with what I said?"
"Dad, there is no biology prize for the Nobel Prize." John, who was just a freshman in high school, said with a trembling voice while suppressing laughter.
At this time, Aunt Susan put the last bowl of vegetable and fruit salad on the table, and sat down in her seat with a smile:
"After Heather said he saw a humanoid spider, I stopped the car and looked at it for a while, but unfortunately I didn't see it. Mrs. Lewis next door is very afraid of spiders. Once I saw her in church and was scared by a spider as big as a fingernail.
She was twitching endlessly, may God bless her.
By the way, Johnny, Mrs. Lewis's daughter Megan is in the same class as you, why don't you go to and from school together? I remember she is a very cute girl..."
John shouted righteously: "Oh my God, Mom, do you know what Meg's full name is? Megatron! I will never go to school with this freak.
It will further lower my reputation in school!"
Claire looked at John with drooped eyelids and a look of disgust: "You just think Meghan is not good-looking, you are objectifying women! It's a huge disrespect!"
Thanks to Aunt Susan's "efforts", the topic of this dinner successfully deviated from Heather's "humanoid spider theory" to a feminist debate contest between siblings.
The previous center of the topic, Heather Annorn, was still poking the prosciutto on the plate nonchalantly with her fork.
Although his eyesight was not very good due to excessive reading in his childhood, he was certain that the figure he saw walking between the buildings in the afternoon was definitely a human being.
Humans crawling and jumping along the side of the building with spider-like movements.
While Heather was thinking, cousin John suddenly remembered something and looked at Heather: "Speaking of spiders, I seem to have heard some rumors about 'spiders' in school today."
"Why, you also want to win the Nobel Prize in Biology?" Claire picked up the cup and took a sip of orange juice.
Uncle Marty spread his hands and said angrily: "Hey! I just made a slip of the tongue. There is no need to hold on to it all the time?"
"No, no, no, I remembered. I did hear my classmates mention spiders. It seems that a strange guy wearing tights and a mask has appeared in New York these days, and he is causing trouble everywhere."
John recalled carefully: "Everyone said that guy behaved a bit like a spider."
Uncle Marty got excited: "Tights? Humph, the atmosphere in America today has gone completely wrong. There are just some sissies wearing tights posing on the streets. If you ask me, this is transvestite, a freak, and she deserves it.
He was caught by the police and imprisoned for ten or twenty years. Hey, I bet that guy must be a Pole or a person of color...you know."
As he spoke, Uncle Marty raised his eyebrows and made a 'BLACK' gesture.
"Dad! Oh my God! You are being nakedly racist!" Claire's eyes widened, looking in disbelief.
"Then tell me why that freak used a tights and a mask to hide himself?" Uncle Marty said plausibly.
A debate, which is customary for the Bennett family, immediately broke out at the dinner table.
Spider... Heather subconsciously rubbed her chin.
Suddenly, he felt that the world was not as boring as he had always thought.
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In the huge and magnificent palace, a luxurious and lively banquet was being held.
Today, Thor, the eldest son of God King Odin, returned from the expedition to Muspelheim with a great victory. The God King specially held a feast in the Hall of Valor to celebrate the birth of his beloved eldest son.
At the banquet, Thor, the tall, strong and handsome God of Thunder, with long golden hair, held his friend in his arms and raised his wine glass, laughing and singing loudly, and drank the wine.
People surrounded Thor, they loved him and worshiped him, and everyone believed that Thor was the future Lord of the Nine Realms.
In the corner of the banquet, Loki, who had long, greasy black hair, took a sip from his wine glass and stared gloomily at his brother who was making a big show of himself.
Then, he turned his attention to the God King Odin who was sitting on the throne of the Hall of Valor.
Odin looked at Thor with a faint smile on his face.
This son of his is strong but arrogant. If he wants to become a real king, he still needs training.
But it wasn't today. Odin smiled as he watched everyone singing and dancing at the banquet, and couldn't help but tap his fingers on the armrest of the throne.
Like his son, Odin also likes parties. Spoiling the fun is not what the Lord of the Nine Realms should do.
Suddenly, his remaining left eye suddenly opened wide and looked toward the ceiling.
This scene happened to be discovered by Loki, who was watching Odin from a distance. The young prince couldn't help but wonder - what happened to make Odin, the supreme god king who rules the nine realms, look shocked?
Meanwhile, Kamal Taj.
In the meditation room where incense was burning, freshly brewed tea and teacups were spilled on the floor, making the carpet wet.
A bald woman of indeterminate age stood up from her seat and looked at the sky in the distance with uncertainty.
She is the Ancient One, the supreme mage who suppresses demons in all realms and protects the earth from intrusion.
"Sir, what happened?" Next to him, a strong and burly black mage asked.
He is the disciple of Ancient One, Baron Mordo. Although his strength is not as good as that of Ancient One, he is still an extremely powerful mage.
Precisely because he knew how powerful Gu Yi was, Modu couldn't understand what was going on at this time, which made the usually calm and indifferent teacher show such a surprised expression.
He really couldn't understand it because it was beyond his ability to understand.
Only strong men of Odin and Ancient One's level can detect even the slightest clue.
They can 'see' that outside the earth, outside the nine realms, outside the universe, outside the endless cause and effect and multiverse, a pair of golden eyes are slowly opening and looking at the earth.