Chapter 2516: Battle for the Cloak (Forty-Six)

Chapter 2490: The Battle for the Cape (Forty-Six)

The night passed in silence. The next morning, they were awakened by the familiar Christmas songs. The shop windows across the street were officially decorated for Christmas, and Christmas songs were playing one after another. It was snowing.

Spider-Man, who was half asleep, propped up his upper body. He lifted the quilt on his body and piled it all on Jason's side. He sat on the ground to wake up for a while and rubbed his shoulders that were a little painful.

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

The smell of fried eggs came from outside the door. Spider-Man 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 there. Many better private high schools would also recruit students with very good grades, and it didn't matter if they were not good at one subject. As long as they got a good grade in the competitions or summer camps they held, they could be admitted. Spider-Man almost got the first place in all science subjects, and Thompson was admitted because of 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 big gulps of milk, Spider-Man rushed out the door with his schoolbag on his back, leaving only his aunt stomping at the door.

The school was still a little far from Parker's house, but Spider-Man didn't care. He just ran all the way there. It was a little difficult to walk today because of the snow. Spider-Man arrived at the school gate almost half an hour later.

Spider-Man saw Thompson and his little brothers staggering towards him on the way to the school gate. He paused and immediately hid behind the electric pole.

He didn't forget that Jason had beaten Thompson before. If he rushed up to ask him for medical expenses now, he couldn't afford it, so Spider-Man decided to hide first.

Spider-Man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Thompson and his team walk into the school gate. Just as he was about to walk in, he saw a trash can overturned at the corner of the street.

Spider-Man sighed angrily. This group of people knew that the school worker who was cleaning the school was over 60 years old. It was still snowing today. It was not easy to clean up such a large bucket of garbage in the snow. It was very likely that the aunt had cleaned it up early in the morning. How could it be kicked over like this?

But there was no way. Spider-Man couldn't just leave it alone. He had to cross the school gate and quickly walked to the trash can next to him, ready to lift up the trash can and put the garbage 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 had seen Thompson and his team kick street trash cans before, but they were basically small cylindrical trash cans. When they kicked them in the past, people would fall over and the garbage would splash.

But now the overturned one was a large square trash can, and bags of garbage were basically spilled out, but it was still so heavy when pushed up.

Spider-Man was a little curious, and took a look into the trash can, then suddenly jumped back, he was shocked.

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

Spider-Man leaned over to take a look again, and found that it was a strong man, with pale skin and no blood on his lips, looking like a corpse.

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

Oh my God, which drunkard did they put in here? Spider-Man quickly reached out to get the man out. He now knew why Thompson and his friends were talking and laughing this morning when they usually had a sullen face at school.

Spider-Man tried and found that the man was much heavier than an ordinary person, but it was still not difficult for him who had obtained the spider mutation. He pulled the man out of the trash can with a force of his arm.

But after getting it out, Spider-Man felt a little embarrassed. He looked down at the man again and found that he was amazingly handsome, just like a sculpture.

Spider-Man swallowed his saliva and finally looked away. He looked around 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 the shelter was, but it was 10 minutes away from here. With this trip, he would definitely be late today.

As expected, when Spider-Man sent him there, he was severely criticized by the teacher after returning to school. In addition, he did not do his homework, so he had to stand at the door for a while.

However, Thompson was very abnormal today. He did not laugh at Spider-Man. Spider-Man felt something was wrong. Thompson would not change his personality just like that. He must be holding back something bad.

Sure enough, after class, Thompson led a group of followers to block Spider-Man in the corridor. He stretched his arms and said, "Where is that big guy that day? I thought you would bring him to school to protect you." Spider-Man pursed his lips and said nothing. Thompson 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 is, it's useless. I will let him know how powerful I am. After school today, take him to the alley behind the school gate and let's fight head-on."

"He's sick." Spider-Man said truthfully. He was still a little scared, but in order to protect Jason, he tried to explain: "He thought you were going to kill me that day, so he rushed over. He didn't mean to hurt you. I apologize to you on his behalf."

Who knew that Thompson and his group laughed. Thompson patted Spider-Man's shoulder fiercely and said: "Hurt me? Just him? That little wound will heal in less than an hour. I say it again, bring him to me, otherwise you will suffer more than just a little injury!"

After Thompson left, Spider-Man was a little sad. Now Jason was so sick that he certainly couldn't bring him here, but if he didn't bring him here, he would have a hard time after school today.

It happened to snow today. Spider-Man complained in his heart that he couldn't use spider silk to escape in front of Thompson, but the road was covered with snow, and it was not easy for him to run. If he was caught, it would be miserable.

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

I don’t know how he got like that. How much did he drink? How could he not wake up from the cold after a night of snow?

At lunch, Spider-Man specially packed a meal. He decided to take a look during the lunch break. Fortunately, Thompson and the others were always together, talking about something and had no time to take care of him, so Spider-Man sneaked out of school.

When he arrived at the shelter, Spider-Man found that the man had woken up. He was lying in the corner of the chaotic hall of the shelter with a quilt in his arms, and his expression seemed a little sluggish.

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

The man slowly turned his head and looked at him, opening his mouth, but didn't say anything. Spider-Man put his ear close to him and heard him squeeze out a word from his throat, "Batman..."

Spider-Man was stunned. He looked at the man again and found that he looked familiar, but Spider-Man couldn't remember where he had seen him for a while. Even if he hadn't seen his face, his temperament must be familiar.

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

"Clark Kent."

Spider-Man was shocked again, and he raised his voice and said, "Superman? Are you Superman???"

Clark frowned. Although Superman doesn't wear any mask and only wears glasses when he is a reporter, his identity is indeed not public. No ordinary person knows that Superman is Clark Kent.

"Uh, sorry, I saw your photo in Gotham Travels. It was a photo of you and Batman. To be honest, you don't look the same as in the photo. Maybe it's because we are not in the same universe."

There was a lot of information in this sentence. Clark's brain turned for a long time before he reacted, but soon he heard Spider-Man say: "Are you here to find Batman? We just met him yesterday, but..."

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

"He's fine, 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 still alive, but he may be a little different from the Batman you know. Same, here is his spirit body, to be precise, a certain aspect of his spirit, not very like Batman. "

Clark immediately breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed. Spider-Man noticed that he was not in the right state, so he asked: "What happened to you? You look too weak, just like a corpse."

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

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

Spider-Man has always been confused. He has never figured out what this universe is like since he came to this universe. He urgently needs someone to tell him about the past.

Clark sighed and began to talk in a low voice, but mainly talked about him and Batman.

After the big adventure in Gotham ended, he took a photo of Batman climbing the golden toilet. Batman strongly asked him not to publish this photo.

Clark was not stupid. He knew this was a good thing to threaten Batman, so he told Batman that if he couldn't get the city back to normal quickly, he would definitely send the photo out.

Batman seemed a little helpless, but he finally solved the problem, and after becoming president, he began to improve the situation in Gotham step by step, and also benefited Metropolis. The entire East Coast became the focus of his strategy, and development can be said to be changing with each passing day.

Superman felt very happy. He had never thought that Batman had this ability before, or he knew that Batman had this ability, but he also knew that he could not persuade Batman to do so. Now that Batman has figured it out, it is naturally a good thing to be happy about.

So the young reporter Clark became more concerned about these changes. He proposed that he should open a column to report on the new policies after the new president took office and the changes and developments brought about. The newspaper was unwilling to take this risk and stand on the side, so he resigned and focused on full-time reporting.

The eyes of the masses are sharp, and many people can 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. Clark was willing to accept this title and was proud of it.