Chapter 865: Multiversal battle! The source of madness! The Green Goblin goes wild!

The audience in the live broadcast room saw Parker's expression.

They couldn't help but be a little dazed.

"What is our great hero trying to do?"

"He wouldn't be trying to take photos of himself to make money, would he?"

"Awesome! This train of thought is something else."

"He's really poor; the Spider-Man of this world is just too poor."

"Unbelievable poverty."

"It's not against the law to earn money on your own, I support it!"

"I want to know how he takes the photos."

"Indeed, their world doesn't seem to have a high level of technology? The camera looks like a very old style."

Soon.

Night fell.

A group of robbers holding firearms.

Were preparing to rob a bank.

And right there on a nearby street lamp.

A camera was wrapped in a bunch of spider silk.

Suddenly, the camera flashed.

At the same time, Spider-Man swung in from overhead, hanging from a web.

Parker landed.

After a few leaps and fierce kicks.

He knocked down the group of robbers.

He even made various poses toward the camera.

The next day.

Parker developed all these photos.

Then, carrying the photos.

He found the newspaper editor.

The editor glanced at Parker.

Then fixed his gaze on the photos in his hand.

They were all photos of Spider-Man.

And they were clear photos, too.

Every single one was a successful capture.

Flawless and impeccable.

Parker looked at him expectantly.

But the words that came out of the editor's mouth were unpleasant.

"Trash, it's all trash."

"I'll give you two hundred."

Parker said: "The price is a bit low."

The editor handed the photos directly back to Parker:

"Then go find someone else."

Parker took the photos and was about to leave.

Just as he stood up.

The editor reached out and said: "Sit down, let me see."

But the editor didn't even look.

He said directly: "I'll pay you three hundred, that's the market price."

Then the editor handed one of the photos to his subordinate.

"Put this photo on the front page."

The subordinate said: "What should the headline say?"

The editor said directly: "Spider-Man: Hero or Menace? Exclusive photos from the Daily Bugle."

When Parker heard this.

He immediately said: "Menace?"

"He is protecting..."

The editor interrupted: "You take the photos, I write the headlines, okay?"

Parker shut his mouth and said nothing.

The editor wrote out a receipt.

"Take this to the counter, she will pay you."

Parker took the receipt, then said: "I want a job."

The editor refused: "You can only be a freelance photographer."

"This is best for you."

"You just need to get pictures of that clown, and I'll give you money."

"I never said I'd give you a salary."

The editor said this while pushing Parker out the door.

Parker walked to the secretary's counter at the door.

Then handed the note to the secretary.

"The boss told me to give this to you."

After collecting the money for the photos.

Parker didn't stay at the newspaper office any longer.

And at this moment, the screen trembled.

Appearing in the conference room of Oscorp.

In the large conference room.

Norman sat in the main seat.

Surrounded by board members.

Norman was all smiles.

"From today on."

"Oscorp surpasses Exploration Aerospace."

"Becoming the world's largest military supplier."

"Which means, fellow directors, costs are down, profits are up, and the company's stock has hit the limit." ===== CHAPTER 866 =====