Chapter 2728: Star Core Rescue (25)

Mysterio stood blankly in place, having no idea what had happened, just like Hao Jian after an old lady fell down out of thin air.

He slowly lowered his hands, and a trace of clarity finally appeared in his brain, which was like paste. Right, all this was just a trick played by the opponent, it just looked scary, that's all. The fact that he could solve such a big monster so easily wasn't proof?

The live broadcast room was also full of cheers and applause. The audience didn't know who this mysterious person was, but seeing him solve such a ferocious and terrifying monster so easily, he must be a newly promoted superhero.

That's right, the public had actually been complaining for a long time. It had been several hours since the space station accident, so where were the superheroes? Where was Iron Man? Where was Spider-Man? Where was Captain America?

Where did these superheroes who should have stood up to save the world go?

In fact, someone had asked this kind of question the very first moment the disaster occurred, but at that time, most people were still focused on the falling space station, and later they started arguing about the special effects, so they didn't get around to this matter.

But after the robot crisis came, many voices fanning the flames on the internet disappeared, and the public's thinking gradually returned to normal. They also began to realize, where were those superheroes who once showed off their power over New York?

S. H. I. E. L. D. announced an official explanation, simply put, someone was making trouble in the Centauri galaxy, and now the superheroes had all gone to the front line. Although the public didn't quite accept this result, there was no way. I don't know how many people prayed in their hearts that the war in the Centauri galaxy must end quickly, so that those powerful superheroes could come back to save themselves.

But unfortunately, they waited and waited but didn't wait for the return of the superheroes. The public's disappointment almost reached its peak.

Just at this time, Mysterio appeared.

In the past, if a new superhero suddenly appeared, unless he really did something big and shocked the world, basically only fans of superhero groups would pay attention. But most of them were also out of entertainment considerations, studying the style of his uniform, guessing the specific limitations of his ability, etc.

But now, they couldn't look at Mysterio with entertainment eyes. After all, now was the critical moment of the survival of the entire Earth. No matter who it was, as long as he could stand up, he must be a hero.

Mysterio defeated the huge spider monster and chose to continue deep inside. Now he was still far from the power engine, but there wasn't much time left. The countdown played on the screen now had 21 minutes left.

At the same time, another live broadcast room appeared in the public eye. This was clearly also filmed by the evil artificial intelligence calling itself Friday by invading the camera. Another person was rushing to the room of the power engine, and that was Ben Parker.

He held a flashlight, walked firmly toward one direction, and looked at his watch from time to time, shuttling through the darkness without fear. Everyone could see that he also wanted to solve the bomb.

But for him, the public didn't hold any hope. During the previous interview with Peter Parker, Ben Parker also appeared. Many people knew that he was just an ordinary person and was no longer a strong young man. If he ran into such a terrifying monster, what should he do?

However, Ben Parker soon left the main corridor and walked into the inspection passage. Although the power was out and the door couldn't be opened, he could still enter by dismantling the door lock. The originally very narrow space looked even more secure.

Mysterio wasn't so lucky. After the huge mechanical spider monster, he encountered violent robot troops, one wave after another of robot insect swarms, and two other huge terrifying mechanical creatures of the insect system.

Although Mysterio solved these blocking monsters perfectly by virtue of his powerful strength—now the public didn't know the source of this power, but some people speculated it was a materialized magic, similar to creating things out of thin air—obviously, facing such a dangerous situation, no one could retreat completely. His cloak had been torn, his left arm was hit, and now he couldn't lift it, and there were two cuts on his face.

But he still stumbled and walked inside. Countless people were cheering for him behind the live broadcast room, calling him the mysterious savior.

But Beck didn't know all this, just constantly cursing and complaining in his heart. How many subordinates does this damn evil robot have?! Could it be that he prepared more than himself??

Beck knew himself that even if these monsters were just for show, he was too. The drone wasn't infinite energy either. Now about one-third of his drones were almost out of power.

After the drone ran out of power, the stealth function wouldn't work anymore. If he just left these drones on the space station, he would definitely be exposed. But I hope he could successfully arrive at the destination before the drone ran out of power.

With 15 minutes left until the bomb exploded, Mysterio finally saw the dawn of hope. The power engine control room was close at hand.

There were robot guards at the door. Mysterio leaned against the wall at the end of the corridor and gasped for a while, clearly very exhausted. Although commanding the drone didn't consume much of his strength, the injuries on his body made him walk with difficulty.

But he still moved over step by step.

"My god, he is too great." In the New Warriors base, Miles sighed. He was eating a bag of potato chips while watching the live broadcast. Others were packing equipment, preparing to go out to solve crimes that might exist under panic.

Hearing the movement, Miles hurriedly dropped the potato chips and stood up, rubbing his hands nervously, saying: "Is there anything I can help with?"

Robert waved his hand and said: "You just stay here and watch the live broadcast. If there is any unexpected situation, tell us. Don't run out. It must be full of lunatics outside now."

Miles opened his mouth, no one noticed the disappointed look that flashed in his eyes, but the black boy still sat down, looking at Mysterio fighting the robot heroically, his eyes full of envy.

Before sending the last piece of potato chip into his mouth, Miles sighed, his hand holding the potato chip bag tightened, stood up, but sat down again after a long time.

When tearing open another bag of potato chips, his face was full of frustration, but just at this time, the door was knocked.

Miles walked over, opened the door, and saw an unexpected person, that was Peter Parker.

"Hello, Miles, do you still remember me?" Peter looked at him very gently.

"Of course, I certainly remember you." Miles was finally a bit happy, saying: "Genius researcher Peter Parker, the role model in our teacher's mouth, he let us all learn from you."

Peter patted his forehead helplessly and said: "Did you forget? We met in Los Angeles and played surfing together..."

Miles looked a bit embarrassed. He moved his body to let Peter in, whispered: "Sorry, my memory isn't very good, and I haven't talked to you, right? I certainly wouldn't dare."

Peter didn't say anything, patted his shoulder, and the two sat down near the sofa. Peter looked at Miles and said: "How old are you this year?"

"I just turned 17, why?"

Peter calculated in his heart. The Miles Spider-Man he knew was already 20-something, so what about when he was 17? It seemed he was still studying how to be a good Spider-Man.

"Miles, I came to find you because I want to discuss something with you." Peter hesitated and then opened his mouth, saying: "You don't have any pressure. If any word I say makes you feel uncomfortable, please tell me immediately, and then treat it as if I never came today."

Miles stared at him blankly. Seeing Peter's incomparably serious expression, he still nodded, his Adam's apple moved involuntarily. He had a premonition that something big was about to happen.

"I am Spider-Man." Peter said.

God, Miles screamed in his heart. The tone he said this was as if he were saying I ate pancakes and eggs this morning!

But before Miles could question, Peter made a handsome and clean flip and stuck to the ceiling. A spider silk stuck to the potato chips in Miles' hand, and with a 'swoosh', the spider silk was taken back. Peter sat steadily on the sofa holding the potato chips.

Miles' eyeballs were about to pop out.

"My god, you really are... I mean how could you... uh, but, Spider-Man..."

"All three generations of Spider-Man are me." Peter smiled again and said.

Miles had been shocked to the point of numbness, not knowing what to say. Peter simply outlined his experiences in recent years to him until Miles couldn't say anything.

After a long silence, Peter said: "I came to find you today because I hope you can take over the identity of Spider-Man and complete the cause of Spider-Man."

"What? Spider-Man? Me???" Miles was shocked again, stuttering and unable to speak, not knowing where to put his hands.

"Yes, the New Warriors team contacted you before, also because I told them, wanting them to help me see if you have the potential to become a superhero. They said you are a kind person."

"Um, uh, yes, I think I'm a good person." Miles could only say so, but he still didn't understand very well, frowned and looked at Peter, saying: "But why me? There are so many people here, there are many people better and kinder than me."

"Because another you did very well." Peter also said without taboo: "There is a Spider-Man in every parallel universe, most of them are another me, but one is relatively special."

"It wouldn't be me, would it?"

"That's right, it's you." Peter nodded and said: "He is considered quite good among Spider-Men, so when I felt I needed a successor, I thought of you first."

"But... but..." Miles, a black man, actually flushed his face red, and then said a sentence with difficulty, "I can't, how can I be Spider-Man?"

"I will give you my ability." Peter said something shocking again, "Although the abilities of most Spider-Men come from being bitten by a spider, you are very lucky. You don't have to be bitten once to possess spider abilities."

"Ah?"

Peter didn't pay attention to Miles' entanglement and hesitation. He leaned his body forward, stared into Miles' eyes, and said: "You just need to tell me if you want to be Spider-Man. If you want to, you definitely can."

Miles was silent for a long time.

When he opened his mouth again, he didn't say yes or no, but just said: "I always wanted to be a hero, but I think it might not be because I'm kind, just because I'm vain. I want, I want to be a celebrity, not that kind of sports star, but wanting people to respect me from the bottom of their hearts."

"But I know this is very difficult. I can't do it. I... I'm just an ordinary person. My physical fitness can't even compare to those big guys in the community, and I don't have any specialties in other aspects. I can't."

"Is that so? So in other words, as long as people give you the pursuit you deserve, you are willing to protect them."

"No... not really." Miles had never thought that this statement could have this kind of interpretation. He said: "But superheroes should be the kind of people who want to help others from the bottom of their hearts, right?"

"Are you saying we should want nothing?"

"I didn't mean that." Miles immediately retorted: "You certainly deserve all the praise, and it's best to have a high salary, because the things you do are really dangerous. Every time I see Spider-Man jump down from such a high roof, I feel my heart is pinched."

"Then what is the difference between wanting to protect people for inner kindness and for reputation? You choose to face danger to protect people. As long as you do so, what does it matter what the starting point is?" ===== CHAPTER 2729 =====