Chapter 136: R: The Great Bat Incident (Part 13)

In the lab at Stark Tower, Shiller said to Peter, "Peter, could you please help me deliver something in a moment?"

"Alright, Doctor, no problem. Where do you want me to deliver it?"

"First go to the Brooklyn Bridge, then Chinatown, Greenwich Village, Times Square, the Statue of Liberty..."

"Wait, why go to so many places? This sounds like a tourist route? And what is the thing I'm delivering? Why deliver it to these few locations?"

"Nothing, actually it's just letting you go travel. You go around this route and then come back, or if you have any other attractions you want to see, you can also go around."

Peter was pushed out of the lab by Shiller, very confused. He said, "Hey, wait, we're going to fight tonight, why do I have to go traveling during the day?"

"Don't ask, this is related to a plan between me and Nick. After you come back, we'll tell you."

Although Peter was full of doubts, he really had nothing else to do. The battle situation at the Brooklyn Bridge had basically completely stopped by the afternoon of the day. Both sides were recuperating. The wounded were sent away early in the morning. When the sun was strongest in the afternoon, almost not a single vampire could be seen, and there were no enemies to deal with.

In the lab, Ethan and Dr. Connors were already finishing up the experiment, and there were plenty of hands, so Peter's help wasn't needed.

Peter thought, then he'd go out for a stroll, which wouldn't be bad. Maybe he'd just happen to run into vampires hurting humans.

So he went out. Of course, he would go to the Brooklyn Bridge first to see the situation.

This place was almost beaten into ruins. Peter saw George helping to lift two injured police officers onto a stretcher. He swung with spider silk and flew over, helping Director George.

George looked back at him, not feeling surprised. In the first half of the previous battle, Peter participated almost throughout, helped a lot, and saved many people, so George was quite familiar with this red and blue tight-fitting suit. He looked Spider-Man up and down and said, "It's you, Spider-Man, why did you come here at this time?"

Peter saw the chests of the injured police officers were all dark red stained with blood. Even after so long, the pungent smell of blood still made him feel a bit uncomfortable.

"I can tell, you shouldn't be very old. Doing such dangerous things at such a young age, don't your parents care?"

"I..." Spider-Man shrugged and said, "I didn't let my aunt and uncle know. I just told them I was going to a classmate's house to play."

"If I were your aunt and uncle, I would definitely break your legs." Director George turned around. He was limping a bit. Peter saw it and asked, "Director, are you injured?"

"I just twisted my foot, but if I go home like this now, my wife and daughter will definitely make a fuss again." Director George looked up. He seemed to look directly into Spider-Man's eyes through the mask. He said, "You are still very young. This world is far from being your turn to save. With this time, you might as well go back and spend more time with your aunt and uncle."

"I..." Peter turned his head away and said, "If my aunt knew I did such a dangerous thing, she would definitely collapse."

"But you just want to do it, right?"

"Me too. Even if I know my daughter must be crying with worry right now, I still have to do it." George looked back at the two police officers who had been moved into the ambulance and said, "They are the same. They also have family and friends worrying about them, but they still came here."

Peter also looked back at the two police officers. One of them screamed because he touched his wound when being moved into the ambulance. Peter said, "It's because of this that I have to come here, otherwise more people's relatives will be sad."

George looked at him and said, "We are all working hard for our own relatives, preferring that it's ourselves who are injured and bleeding, rather than them."

After speaking, he looked into the distance again, seeing the bats hiding in the shadows under the broken walls of the bridge. George said, "This group of monsters will never understand that when humans fight for the belief of protecting others, they can erupt with such strong power."

After speaking, George left. He had to prepare for the defense work tonight. Peter took a deep breath and said to himself in his heart, "I absolutely cannot let this group of monsters run wild, cannot let them hurt my relatives, and my friends."

"Your emotions are always like a ball of white cotton, which makes me feel very magical. I almost didn't find any impurities in it," Venom said in his heart. At this moment, Venom could clearly feel the changes in Peter's emotions.

"You are the exact opposite of someone I once met. You are like the two sides of black and white."

"I couldn't find any positive emotions in his emotions, but you are the exact opposite. Your negative emotions are pitifully few. Even if there are, most of them are a bit excessive sympathy, sadness, and hesitation, which can hardly be considered negative emotions."

"No positive emotions? That's impossible. How could there be such a person in this world?" Peter questioned.

"Do you want to feel it?"

As soon as Venom finished speaking, Peter suddenly felt his consciousness become hazy, and then it seemed like a black hole appeared in his head. A huge gravitational force dragged him toward an endless abyss. Huge terror swallowed him, and then in just one second, he saw a black tide covering the sky and the earth.

When he came back to his senses, Peter found himself covered in cold sweat. He asked Venom, "What was that?"

"A little gift left by the previous host, no... perhaps it should be called mental damage compensation."

"Who exactly was your previous host? How could he have such terrible emotions?"

"Him? He was a bat."

"A bat? You mean, he was a vampire? You even parasitized a vampire?"

"No, the vampire you speak of might be able to turn into a bat, but they are never real bats."

"Why can't I understand what you're saying? That kind of big bat they turn into, isn't it a bat? What other kind of bat could there be?"

"You wouldn't want to know the answer to that."

Then Venom fell silent. No matter how Peter pursued the question, he didn't make a sound.

Fine, Peter thought, they both like to speak in riddles. Shiller is like this, and this symbiote is also like this.

The conversation with Director George made Peter's mood slightly low. He was a bit uninterested in continuing to stroll around. It would be better to go back to Stark Tower. Even if there was no battle to fight now, it would be good to contribute more to the research.

But just as he was about to set off to return, his spider-sense moved, and a sharp claw attacked his back. Peter dodged quickly, then looked back to see a vampire with red eyes standing in the shadow of the building.

Peter was a bit surprised. It was the afternoon when the sunlight was strongest. On the way here, he saw most of the bats hiding in the shadows of the wreckage of the collapsed Brooklyn Bridge.

But Peter still quickly stuck a spider silk to the wall and swung over. That vampire seemed to have lost his mind, not only not dodging but rushing toward Peter even faster.

Of course, the result was obvious. Peter knocked him down with one punch, then took the freezing gun from his waist and froze him. He was just about to check if this vampire's brain was broken, when he looked up and found more than a dozen vampires standing in the shadow of the alley opposite, all staring at him with red eyes.

Peter couldn't help but feel a chill down his back. He thought, what's wrong with this group of bats? Are they crazy? Why are they targeting him?

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Before he could figure out any clues, dozens of claw magic spells surrounded him. Peter rolled to dodge, and just as he stood up, he saw these vampires launch a suicide attack on him, completely ignoring the sunlight overhead, turning into bats, and pouncing on him.

Spider-Man cursed under his breath, swung to the roof with spider silk, and prepared to retreat temporarily.

He had a freezing gun and brute strength, so he wasn't unable to beat this group of bats, but the behavior of this group of vampires was simply too strange. Most vampires had difficulty moving during the day, but this group of vampires was like puppets on strings, as if controlled by someone, launching suicide attacks on him one after another.

As a result, to Peter's surprise, it wasn't just those dozen vampires chasing him, but more high-level vampires, and many of them looked clear-headed, knowing how to follow the shadows of the buildings to avoid exposing themselves to the sunlight.

Peter felt strange while running. Why did this group of vampires have to target him? Was there something special about him?

You have to know, Captain America was also not far away, helping the police build defensive fortifications. He was wearing casual clothes and not the Captain America uniform, and his shield seemed to have been painted to cover that eye-catching pattern, so not many people discovered he was the famous Captain America.

"Don't you think your clothes are a bit too conspicuous?" Venom said in Peter's heart.

Peter looked down. His current spider suit was custom-made for him by Stark, but it also had some technology from him and Dr. Connors. The overall color was red and blue. Because it used the latest textile materials, it even shimmered under the sunlight.

"Fine." Spider-Man said in his heart, "It looks a bit high-profile."

He looked down at the building. The residents here had basically been evacuated, and the police were wearing blue uniforms, and the armed police and troops were also wearing dark clothes. Only he was jumping around the battlefield in a red and blue tight-fitting suit.

"Do you want to change your clothes?" Venom asked.

"Change clothes? If I want to change, I have to go back to Mr. Stark's lab and ask him if he can change the color of this suit or something..."

"No need."

As soon as Venom finished speaking, Peter saw a thin layer of black slime cover his suit. Soon, the slime seeped into the fibers of the clothes, turning the entire spider suit black.

"Wait, how did you..." Peter was very surprised. He said, "Mr. Stark told me that this brand-new textile material must be made into clothes using special methods. How can you change its structure at will?"

"That method isn't special at all, it's just disassembling fibers, filling in biomass, and then arranging it into a brand-new chain structure..."

"How do you know everything?" Peter asked very suspiciously, "Especially in terms of armor and battle suits, you're making me think I'm talking to Mr. Stark..." ===== CHAPTER 137 =====