Chapter 527: Schiller

"... So, you're actually still in school? Would you mind revealing which school you attend?" Bob, the bearded talent scout, took a bite of his taco and asked.

"That's not possible." Spider-Man, sitting opposite him, refused. He said, "If my teachers, classmates, or parents found out I was doing this in my spare time, I'd never be allowed out of the house again."

"Looks like your family keeps a tight leash on you. When I was in high school, I went out to parties every night and didn't come home, and my family didn't care at all." Bob said with a chuckle, then asked, "Although I know asking this is a bit of a mood-killer, I still want to say, how are your grades? Which university are you planning to attend?"

"Oh, that? My grades are pretty good. Several doctors and professors are willing to write me recommendation letters, but I don't want to be too far from home. I think New York University or Columbia University would be nice..."

Bob's eyes widened. He heard a sense of ease and relaxation in Spider-Man's tone, but New York University and Columbia University were both excellent schools. He said quite surprised, "It seems your grades really are excellent."

"Actually, the mentor at the lab where I'm currently interning wants to introduce me to Harvard. I might follow him to the Harvard lab to continue working this winter. Of course, it's also possible I'll go to Los Angeles; it depends on the progress of our experiments..."

Next, Peter talked a bit about his lab life, but Bob understood that this wasn't what the audience wanted to hear, so he asked gossipily, "So, do you have a girlfriend?"

Even with the mask on, Bob could see the shyness on Spider-Man's face. Peter nodded and said, "Actually, I'm on my way to see her right now. It's a good thing I left early, or I'd be late."

"Oh, it seems I interrupted your date. I'm truly sorry. After all, I'm full of malice toward all the sweet love in this world because... I don't have a girlfriend!" Bob deliberately made a comical crying face, and both of them laughed.

"Does your girlfriend support you doing this kind of thing? Does she know your identity?"

Speaking of this, Peter sighed and said, "Actually, before, I had always kept it from her because I felt a bit ashamed, or rather, I was worried she would think I wasn't mature enough. You know, girls like those party-going playboys; if you act too serious, you might be considered boring."

"But..." Peter paused and then said, "Later, I slowly changed my mind because I felt she wasn't that shallow, and my worry turned into the fear that she might think this kind of thing is dangerous. I'm afraid she'll worry about me every day..."

"Indeed." Bob affirmed this point. He said, "I once met a middle-aged eccentric. The couple was loving and their life was fulfilling. Before, he never disclosed his identity to his family because he knew his wife would definitely be very worried about him..."

Peter continued, "Perhaps I was just impulsive for a moment, but in the end, I still told her. I'm grateful she didn't blame me for hiding it from her for so long. Honestly, after clearing this up, our relationship has actually become even better..."

Perhaps because the local New York television station's ratings were always stable and didn't need much hype, Bob's questions were all very gentle, mainly revolving around Spider-Man's life and family situation. Sometimes he would also offer some advice as an elder. Watching the interview up to this point, the impression it gave was very good. Schiller didn't know why Peter had to show such a complicated expression.

Soon, Bob on the television changed the subject. He asked, "There have been reports from citizens in New York that you have spent time with Iron Man. Are you two friends?"

"Um, yes."

"You two must have gotten to know each other because of the superhero business, right? Can you talk about the specific process?"

Peter gave an affirmative answer, but he wasn't actually stupid. He knew that discussing topics related to Iron Man might bring more controversy to Stark. Even if this talent scout didn't have malicious intent in asking this question, his answer could be taken out of context by people with ulterior motives and used to attack Stark.

Therefore, Peter just said a few polite words, roughly that both of them were called by justice and thus became good friends. He didn't talk much more and instead turned to talk about his other superhero friends.

"Compared to Iron Man, there is another superhero I have a better relationship with. You should have heard of him too; he is Daredevil, who operates in Hell's Kitchen. I prefer to call him my guide and mentor..."

"In fact, since he has been in Hell's Kitchen, the security situation has become much better. I won't be stingy with any vocabulary to praise him; this is definitely not because of my personal bias."

"He is a very noble person, strong, brave, firm, and he is very patient. He..."

Just as he was saying this, a loud "Boom—" was heard. Bob and Peter turned their heads together. They saw a car being thrown high up into the air on the skyline of Hell's Kitchen, and then it crashed to the ground.

The distant horizon was in a state of turmoil. Two black dots leaped between the buildings. Soon, the black dot in the front began to enlarge in their field of vision. Peter saw that it was Venom running wildly at high speed.

Venom, with sharp teeth and a wide mouth, was running wildly on the rooftops of Hell's Kitchen, and the figure chasing behind him was also very familiar. It was Daredevil Matt, wearing his uniform.

Even though the distance was very far, Peter heard Daredevil Matt's deafening roar:

"Venom!

! You actually dare to block my toilet!

! I'm going to kill you!

!"

Even with the mask on, one could see Peter's shocked expression. He turned his head to look at the camera, revealing a somewhat flustered look, and then said, "Um... Hell's Kitchen is just like this. The sewage system here is bad, which is quite irritating. You can't blame Daredevil entirely..."

At this moment, a rainbow light flashed across the sky. A female warrior dressed as a Valkyrie landed on the roof in Hell's Kitchen. Sif's mouth emitted the voice of a phantom demon:

"Venom! You'd better explain the Sakaar matter to me clearly, otherwise, we're not finished!

"Crack!" With a sound, a bolt of lightning also struck the roof. Thor stepped forward and advised Sif, "Sif, don't be like this. If you are still angry at Loki, I apologize to you on his behalf. I have already grounded him for 1,300 years..."

Peter watched the two of them pulling and tugging on the roof. He explained, "Uh, they are mutants with teleportation abilities. Maybe it's a lovers' quarrel. Yes, a lovers' quarrel..."

"Whoosh!" With a sound, magic radiance flashed, and Loki descended behind Thor, holding a stack of parchment in his hand, reading while saying:

"Thor, I really doubt whether you have grown a brain. Look for yourself, what is written on this decree of yours? Where did we get the 305th Fleet?"

"Hurry up and go back with me. The official business after your coronation has almost piled up to 200 years later. You write two wrong decrees on average every day. When will we be able to finish modifying the fleet's defense network?"

"Rip!" With a sound, a portal appeared in mid-air. Sorcerer Supreme Strange poked half of his body out and roared at Loki:

"Do you know how long you've been skipping work?! Do you still remember that you are a shareholder of the Sanctum Sanctorum? Are you trying to exhaust me to death?!

"You and Schiller only care about killing and don't care about burying. All the work of the entire Sanctum Sanctorum is done by me. Hurry up and get back to work!

Spider-Man opposite the camera thought hard for a while and then said, "They are a secret magic society. You know, it's that kind of... studying, uh... magic array and the like..."

"Boom!" With a sound, on the horizon, a pile of cars was thrown up, followed by spikes breaking through the sky and chaotic dancing shadows, as well as golden lightning. The combination of symbiotes and mutant students descended in front of Venom. Blue Spirit spoke, and the voice was awe-inspiring without anger.

"Venom! You have violated Article 1118 of the Universal Symbiote Parasitism Law within three days! Come back with us to accept judgment!

!"

"In your dreams!" Venom grinned and mocked, "Want to catch me? Try next life!"

Saying this, he jumped on the spot and jumped directly onto a nearby high-rise building. Matt, who was chasing behind him, was at his wit's end, but Sif and other symbiotes, who could fly, immediately followed.

Sif rushed out angrily. Thor was afraid that she would really take action on Earth, so he had to follow. Once Thor left, Loki definitely had to chase. Once Loki left, Strange thought he was going to skip work again, so he flew out of the portal and chased after him.

This group of people was like a race, plowing back and forth several times on the skyline of Hell's Kitchen in New York. After causing a mess, a gold and red meteor streaked across the sky, and Stark's voice came from the battle:

"Stop it, all of you! This is New York! If you want to fight, go fight in outer space!"

But Stark didn't come alone. He just paused in the air, and "Whoosh!" A shield was shaved toward his head. Captain America stood on the roof behind him and said, "We haven't finished fighting yet. Where are you going to run? Are you planning to desert?!"

"Shut up! Don't you see I'm maintaining public order?!"

Stark dove down, and the two entangled again. Peter gestured with his hand and then said, "Actually... uh, this is practicing a pincer tactic. This is an emerging tactic, so it looks a bit special..."

Bob narrowed his eyes and looked at Captain America and Iron Man. He said, "How come I feel like they are just fighting?"

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"Impossible!" Peter denied with a straight face, "We are all partners united by justice. How could we fight? We must be... must be..."

On the TV screen, Spider-Man kept gesturing and explaining to the camera, while in his background, on the skyline of New York, all kinds of monsters and ghosts were dancing wildly.

"Venom, go back and clear the toilet!"

"Sif, calm down, Sif, let's go back to Asgard and talk..."

"Please, Thor, can you be more serious about your work?!"

"Loki! You actually have the nerve to ask others to be serious about work! Have you done your work yourself? Hurry back to the Sanctum Sanctorum!

"Your fighting technique is as old-fashioned as you are! It's rotten!"

"If you have the ability, take off your battle suit and say that again!"

"Whose lightning struck me?! Thor, why are you striking me?!"

"It's not me! It's that symbiote!"

"Who let Venom hide near you? Tell him to get out!"

"Bang! Boom! Zzz..." Target locked..."

"Oh! My new clothes!"

"My wrist!

My waist!

!"

Schiller grabbed the remote control in a flurry, "Crack!" He turned off the TV screen, then covered his ears, which were buzzing from the shock.

He and Peter looked at each other, and both sighed together. ===== CHAPTER 528 =====