Chapter 2765 Star Core Rescue (Twenty-Five)
Chapter 2739 Star Core Rescue (Twenty-Five)
Mysterio stood there blankly, not knowing what had happened, just like Hao Jian after an old lady fell to the ground out of thin air.
He slowly put down his hands, and his muddled brain finally had a glimmer of clarity. Yes, all this was just a trick played by the opponent, just to bluff people. Isn't it the proof that he could easily deal with such a big monster?
The live broadcast room was also full of cheers and applause. The audience didn't know who this mysterious man was, but seeing him defeat a hideous monster so easily, he must be a new superhero.
That's right, the public has actually been complaining for a long time. It has been several hours since the space station accident. Where are the superheroes? Iron Man? Spider-Man? Captain America?
Where are these heroes who should have stood up to save the world?
In fact, people asked this question as early as the first time the disaster happened, but at that time most people were still paying attention to the falling space station, and then they started to argue about special effects, so they didn't pay attention to this.
But after the robot crisis, many inciting voices on the Internet disappeared, and the public's thinking gradually returned to normal. They also began to realize that so many superheroes who once showed off their power in the sky over New York were gone.
SHIELD released an official explanation. In short, someone was causing trouble in Centauri, and now the superheroes have gone to the front line. Although the public did not accept this result, there was nothing they could do. I don't know how many people prayed in their hearts that the war in Centauri must end quickly so that those powerful superheroes can come back to save themselves.
But unfortunately, they waited and waited but did not wait for the superheroes to return. The public's disappointment has almost reached its peak.
At this time, Mysterio appeared.
In the past, when a new superhero suddenly appeared, unless he really did something big and made a sensation around the world, basically only the fans of the superhero group would pay attention to it, but most of them were also for entertainment considerations, studying his uniform style, guessing the specific limitations of his abilities, etc.
But now, they can't look at Mysterio with an entertaining perspective. After all, this is a critical moment for the survival of the entire earth. No matter who it is, as long as he can stand up, he must be a hero.
Mysterio defeated the giant spider monster and chose to go deeper. Now he was still far away from the power engine, but time was running out. The countdown on the screen was now 21 minutes.
At the same time, another live broadcast room also appeared in the public eye. This was obviously also captured by the evil artificial intelligence who called himself Friday through the intrusion camera. Another person was also rushing towards the power engine room, that is Ben Parker.
He held a flashlight and walked in one direction with firm steps. He looked down at his watch from time to time and shuttled through the darkness without fear. Everyone could see that he also wanted to solve the bomb.
But for him, the people did not have much hope. Ben Parker also showed up in Peter Parker's interview before. Many people knew that he was just an ordinary person and was no longer a strong young man. What should he do if he encountered such a terrible monster?
But soon Ben Parker left the main corridor and walked into the maintenance passage. Although the power was out and the door could not be opened, he could still enter by removing the door lock. The originally very narrow space looked more secure.
Mysterio was not so lucky. After the huge mechanical spider monster, he encountered violent robot troops, waves of robot swarms and two other huge and terrifying mechanical creatures of the insect system.
Although Mysterio perfectly solved these monsters that blocked the road with his powerful strength - the public is still unclear about the source of this power, but some people speculate that it is a kind of concrete magic, similar to creating things out of thin air - but it is obvious that no one can escape unscathed in such a dangerous situation. His cloak has been torn, his left arm has been hit, and now it is a little difficult to lift it, and there are two cuts on his face.
But he still stumbled in, and countless people cheered him up behind the live broadcast room, calling him the mysterious savior.
But Baker didn't know all this, but kept cursing and complaining in his heart. How many subordinates does this damn evil robot have? ! Is he more prepared than himself? ? ?
Baker knew that even if these monsters were just for show, so was he. Drones didn't have unlimited energy. About one-third of his drones were running out of power.
When the drones ran out of power, the stealth function would no longer work. If he left these drones in the space station, he would definitely be exposed. I hope he can reach his destination smoothly before the drones run out of power.
With 15 minutes left before the bomb exploded, Mysterio finally saw the dawn of hope. The power engine control room was in sight.
There was another wave of robot guards guarding the door. Mysterio leaned against the wall at the end of the corridor and panted for a while. He was obviously very tired. Although commanding the drones didn't take much of his strength, his injuries made it difficult for him to move.
But he still moved forward step by step.
"Oh my god, he's so great." Miles exclaimed in the New Warriors Base. He was holding a bag of potato chips and eating while watching the live broadcast. Others were packing their equipment and preparing to go out to solve possible criminal cases under panic.
Hearing the noise, Miles hurriedly dropped the potato chips and stood up. He rubbed his hands nervously and said, "Is there anything I can help with?"
Robert waved his hand and said, "Just stay here and watch the live broadcast. Tell us if there is any unexpected situation. Don't run out. There must be crazy people outside now."
Miles opened his mouth. No one noticed the disappointment that flashed across his eyes, but the black boy still sat down. Seeing the mysterious man fighting bravely with the robot, his eyes were full of envy.
Before putting the last potato chip into his mouth, Miles sighed, and his hand holding the potato chip bag gradually tightened. He stood up, but sat down again after a long time.
When he tore open another bag of potato chips, his face was full of frustration, but at this time the door was knocked.
Miles walked over and opened the door to see an unexpected person, that is Peter Parker.
"Hello, Miles, do you remember me?" Peter looked at him gently.
"Of course, of course I remember you." Miles was finally a little happy, he said: "Genius researcher Peter Parker, the role model in our teacher's mouth, he asked us to learn from you."
Peter patted his forehead helplessly and said: "Did you forget? We met in Los Angeles and played surfing together..."
Miles seemed a little embarrassed, he stepped aside to let Peter in, whispered: "Sorry, my memory is not very good, I didn't talk to you, right? I definitely didn't dare."
Peter said nothing, patted his shoulder, and the two sat down near the sofa. Peter looked at Miles and said: "How old are you this year?"
"I'm just 17 years old, what's wrong?"
Peter calculated in his mind that the Miles Spider-Man he knew was already over 20 years old, so when he was 17 years old, it seemed that he was still studying how to be a good Spider-Man.
"Miles, I came to you to discuss something with you." Peter hesitated for a moment before speaking. He said, "Don't feel any pressure. If anything I say makes you feel uncomfortable, please tell me immediately and pretend that I have never been here today."
Miles stared at him blankly. Seeing Peter's extremely serious expression, he nodded. His Adam's apple moved involuntarily. He had a premonition that something big was going to happen.
"I am Spider-Man." Peter said.
God, Miles screamed in his heart. The tone he said this was as if he was saying that I had pancakes and fried eggs this morning!
But before Miles could question it, Peter turned over handsomely and stuck to the ceiling. A spider silk stuck to the potato chips in Miles' hand. With a whoosh, the spider silk was retracted, and Peter sat steadily on the sofa with the potato chips.
Miles' eyes almost popped out.
"My God, you really are... I mean how could you... uh, but, Spider-Man..."
"Three generations of Spider-Man are all me." Peter smiled again and said.
Miles was numb from shock and didn't know what to say. Peter briefly outlined his experiences in recent years until Miles couldn't say anything.
After a long silence, Peter said, "I came to you today because I hope you can take over the identity of Spider-Man and complete Spider-Man's career."
"What? Spider-Man? Me???" Miles was stunned again, stuttering and unable to speak, not knowing where to put his hands.
"Yes, the reason the New Warriors team contacted you was because I told them that I wanted them to help me see if you have the potential to become a superhero. They said you are a kind person."
"Well, uh, yes, I think I am a good person." Miles could only say this, but he still didn't understand. He frowned and looked at Peter and said, "But why me? There are so many people here, and there are many who are kinder and better than me."
"Because there is another you who is doing very well." Peter also said without hesitation: "There is a Spider-Man in every parallel universe, and most of them are another me, but there is one that is more special."
"It won't be me?"
"Yes, it's you." Peter nodded and said, "He is considered to be a Spider-Man who has done a pretty good job. So when I felt that I needed a successor, I thought of you first. "
"But...but..." Miles, a black man, blushed and stammered, "I can't do it. How can I be Spider-Man?"
"I will give you my ability." Peter once again said something shocking. He said: "Although most of Spider-Man's abilities come from being bitten by spiders, you are lucky. You can have spider abilities without being bitten once."
"Ah?"
Peter ignored Miles's entanglement and hesitation. He leaned forward, stared into Miles' eyes and said: "You just need to tell me if you want to be Spider-Man. If you want, you can. "
Miles was silent for a long time.
When he opened his mouth again, he did not say whether he could or could not, but just said: "I have always wanted to be a hero, but I think it may not be because I am kind, but because I am vain. I think I want to be a celebrity, not a sports star, but I want people to respect me from the bottom of their hearts. "
"But I know it's hard, I can't do it, I... I'm just an ordinary person, my physical fitness is not even as good as those big guys in the community, and I don't have any special skills in other aspects, I can't do it."
"Really? So in other words, as long as people give you the praise you deserve, you are willing to protect them."
"No... no." Miles never thought that this statement could be interpreted in this way. 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 that we should not want anything?"
"That's not what I mean." Miles immediately retorted: "Of course you deserve all the praise, and it's best to have a high salary, because what you do is really dangerous. Every time I see Spider-Man jump from such a high roof, I feel my heart is squeezed."
"So what's the difference between doing it for the kindness of your heart and for reputation? You choose to face danger to protect people. As long as you do it, what does it matter what your starting point is?"