Chapter 2479: The Cape War (46)

A night passed in silence. The next morning, they were awakened by the familiar sound of Christmas carols. The shop window across the street had officially changed to Christmas decorations, and was playing Christmas songs one after another, and it was snowing.

Spider-Man, who was sleeping in a daze, propped up his upper body. He lifted the quilt on his body, piled it all on Jason's side, sat on the ground to clear his head for a while, and rubbed his shoulders that were a bit painful from being pressed.

He stood up and walked to the window. The moment he pulled open the curtains, the room was shrouded in pale cold light, and it was white outside. Spider-Man's pupils were reflected like bright diamonds.

The smell of fried eggs came from outside the door. Spider-Man dared to bet that there must be bacon, but it was already 7:10, and he had to go to school early to finish his homework.

Spider-Man went to a private high school, but he didn't pay to go. Many better private high schools would also recruit students with very good grades, and even partiality in subjects didn't matter, as long as they achieved a good result in the competitions or summer camps they held, they could enroll. Spider-Man almost achieved first place in all science subjects, and Tang Pusen also enrolled by relying on football.

Rushing out the door, stuffing a fried egg into his mouth, taking the sandwich handed over by his aunt, and then gulping down two large mouthfuls of milk, Spider-Man carried his schoolbag and rushed out the door, leaving only his aunt stomping her feet at the door.

The school was still some distance from the Parker house, but Spider-Man didn't care. He just ran all the way. It was a bit difficult to walk in the snow today. Spider-Man arrived at the school gate after about half an hour.

On the way to the school gate, Spider-Man saw Tang Pusen walking over with his few little brothers, swaying. His footsteps paused, and he immediately hid behind the utility pole.

He hadn't forgotten that Jason had beaten Tang Pusen before. If he rushed up now and asked himself for medical expenses, he couldn't afford it, so Spider-Man decided to hide first.

Watching them walk into the school gate, Spider-Man breathed a sigh of relief. He just wanted to walk in when he saw a trash can at the street corner overturned.

Spider-Man sighed a bit angrily. This group of people knew that the school worker aunt who cleaned was already 60 years old, and it was snowing today. It wasn't easy to clean up such a large bucket of garbage in the snow. It was very likely that the aunt got up early in the morning to clean it up, and it was kicked over like this?

But there was no way. Spider-Man couldn't leave it alone either. He had to cross the school gate and walk quickly to the trash can next to it, preparing to help the trash can up and put the trash back.

Spider-Man just wanted to push the trash can, but he felt something was wrong. This trash can didn't look like it was kicked over. He hadn't seen Tang Pusen and his group kick street trash cans before, but they basically kicked small cylindrical trash cans, and they would turn over with a kick, and the trash would splash.

But now what was lying down was that kind of large square trash can, and one bag after another of trash was basically spilled out, but it was still so heavy when pushed up.

Spider-Man was a bit curious, looked into the trash can, and then jumped backward violently. He was scared.

There was a person in the trash can!!!!

Spider-Man leaned over to look again and found that it was a strong man, his skin was pale, his lips had no blood color at all, and he looked like a corpse.

But Spider-Man looked carefully and found that he still had breathing.

God, which place did they stuff the drunkard into here? Spider-Man hurriedly reached out to fish for people. He now counted as knowing why Tang Pusen and his group always pulled a face when going to school, and how they were laughing and talking this morning.

Spider-Man tried it, and found that this man was much heavier than ordinary people, but he still couldn't stump him, who had obtained spider mutation. He used his arm strength and fished the person out of the trash can.

But after fishing him out, Spider-Man felt a bit difficult. He looked down at this man again and found that he was surprisingly handsome, simply looking like a sculpture.

Spider-Man swallowed his saliva and finally moved his gaze away. He looked left and right and found that there was no place to rest nearby. After thinking about it, he decided to send him to the nearest shelter.

Spider-Man knew where there was a shelter, but it was 10 minutes away. If he went back and forth like this, he would definitely be late today.

As expected, after Spider-Man sent the person over and returned to school, he was severely criticized by the teacher. Plus, he didn't do his homework, so he had to stand at the door for a while.

However, Tang Pusen was very abnormal today and didn't mock Spider-Man. Spider-Man felt it was very wrong. Tang Pusen wouldn't change his nature just like that. He must be brewing some bad things again.

Sure enough, as soon as class was over, Tang Pusen led a group of little followers to block Spider-Man in the corridor. He moved his arms and said, "Where's that big guy from that day? I thought you would lead him to school to be your protective umbrella."

Spider-Man pursed his lips and didn't speak. Tang Pusen snorted coldly and said, "I was careless that day, but do you think I'm afraid of him? I tell you, no matter how strong he looks, it's useless. I will let him know how powerful I am. Today after school, you bring him to the alley behind the school gate, and let's compare notes face to face."

"He's sick." Spider-Man said truthfully. He was actually still a bit afraid, but in order to maintain Jason, he tried hard to defend, "That day he thought you wanted to kill me, so he rushed up. He didn't mean to hurt you. I apologize to you on his behalf."

Who knew that Tang Pusen and his group laughed loudly. Tang Pusen slapped Spider-Man's shoulder fiercely and said, "Hurt me? Just rely on him? That little injury didn't even take an hour to heal. I'll say it again, bring him to me, otherwise what you'll suffer won't just be a little injury!"

After Tang Pusen left, Spider-Man was a bit worried. Now Jason was so seriously ill, he definitely couldn't bring him here. But if he didn't bring him here, he would have to suffer today after school.

It happened to be snowing today. Spider-Man complained in his heart. He couldn't use spider silk to escape in front of Tang Pusen, but the road was covered with snow, and he couldn't run well. If he was caught up, it would be miserable.

Thinking of the snow, Spider-Man thought of the man he picked up in the trash can this morning. He glanced at the window in the corridor. The snow outside was getting heavier. Although he sent him to a warm shelter, sometimes if the shelter was full, they would also drive people away. This kind of unconscious drunkard was easily driven out.

I don't know how he got like that. How much did he have to drink to be able to snow all night and not be frozen awake?

At noon, Spider-Man specially packed a portion of food. He decided to go over and see during the lunch break. Fortunately, Tang Pusen and his group were always together, talking about something and having no time to manage him, allowing Spider-Man to sneak out of school.

Arriving at the shelter, Spider-Man found that the man had already woken up, hugging a quilt in the chaotic hall of the shelter and paralyzed in the corner, his expression appearing a bit dull.

"Hey, are you okay?" Spider-Man walked over, squatted beside him, handed him the food, and said, "Remember? I sent you here. You fainted in the trash can."

The man turned his head slowly, looked at him, opened his mouth, and said nothing. Spider-Man leaned his ear over, only to hear him squeeze a word from his throat, "Batman..."

Spider-Man was stunned. He went to look at this man again and found that he looked a bit familiar, but Spider-Man didn't remember where he had seen him for a while. Even if he hadn't seen the face, the temperament was definitely somewhat familiar.

"What's your name?" Spider-Man asked.

"Clark Kent."

Spider-Man was shocked again. He raised his volume and said, "Superman? You are Superman???"

Clark frowned. Although Superman didn't wear any mask, only wearing glasses when working as a reporter, his identity was indeed not public. No ordinary person knew that Superman was Clark Kent.

"Uh, sorry, I've seen your photo in 'Cat Getan Travelogue'. It's a photo of you and Batman together. To tell the truth, you don't look quite the same as in the photo. Maybe because it's not a universe."

The information in this sentence was very large. Clark's brain turned for a long time before reacting, but soon he heard Spider-Man say, "Are you looking for Batman? We met him just yesterday, but..."

Clark almost jumped up from the ground. He grabbed Spider-Man's shoulder and said, "You met him?! Where is he? Is he okay?"

"He's quite good, but... do you know that this is a dream, not real?"

"But even if it's a dream, he's still alive, right?"

"Of course, he is indeed still alive, but he might be a bit different from the Batman you know. Here is his spiritual body, to be precise, a certain side of his spirit, not very like Batman."

Clark breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and the whole person went limp. Spider-Man noticed that his state was wrong, so he asked, "What on earth is wrong with you? You look too weak, simply like a corpse."

"I... I was attacked." Clark lowered his head and said in a somewhat sad tone, "I don't know what that is, but he is very dangerous. I have to find a way to go back quickly, and also take Batman back together. We still have a strong enemy to deal with..."

"Can you tell me what on earth is going on?"

Spider-Man was actually always very confused. He hadn't understood what was going on with this universe since he came here, and very urgently needed someone to tell him about the previous things.

Clark sighed and began to tell in a low voice, but mainly talked about the things between him and Batman.

After the great adventure in Cat Getan ended, he took a photo of Batman boarding the golden toilet. Batman strongly demanded that he absolutely couldn't release this photo.

Clark wasn't stupid either. He knew this was a good thing to blackmail Batman, so he told Batman that if he couldn't quickly make this city normal, he would definitely release the photo.

Batman appeared a bit helpless, but in the end, he solved the problem, and after becoming president, he set about improving Cat Getan's situation step by step, and by the way, also benefited Metropolis. The entire East Coast became the focus of his strategy, and the development could be said to be changing with each passing day.

Superman felt very happy. He had never thought before that Batman had this kind of ability, or rather, he knew Batman had the ability, but also knew clearly that it was impossible for him to persuade Batman to do so. Now that Batman had thought it through himself, it was naturally a good thing worth being happy about.

So little reporter Clark paid more attention to these changes. He proposed that a column should be opened, specifically reporting on the new policies after the new president took office and the changes and development brought about. The newspaper office didn't want to take the risk of standing in line, so he resigned and focused on specialized reporting.

The eyes of the masses were discerning. Many people could feel the improvement in people's livelihood, so gradually Clark also accumulated some fans and established his own personal website. People called him the number one fan of the new president, and Clark was also willing to accept this title and took pride in it. ===== CHAPTER 2480 =====