Marvel: Apocalyptic Beginning, a High-Level Game!

Chapter 226: I can see that you all possess extraordinary skills!

"So? It's the new Spider-Man that appeared in this universe."

The group of Spider-Men huddled together like voyeurs, standing on the roof beam looking down at the black man still sleeping on his bed.

Or perhaps of Mexican descent?

Hanlu scratched her chin. Maybe Kamala could have something to talk about with her, since they were both from ethnic minorities, right?

Depend on!

First of all, let me clarify that Hanlu considers herself a very magnanimous person and is not a racist. It's mainly because in her hometown, the Lingnan region, things were a bit too domineering, coupled with the negative reputation of Black people...

Anyway, most of them aren't very good. Of course, he usually maintains respect for some Black people who are sensible and have a good attitude, like our Black Panther. Look at him, that's what a real person is!

The key was that his refined and scholarly demeanor almost made him think he was facing a real king, well, although there was indeed a king here.

Another Black character that Hanlu finds somewhat likable is Miles, who at least embodies the spirit of a hero in terms of his mindset and actions. Moreover, he doesn't engage in various forms of greetings, allowing viewers to witness his complete journey of hero growth, which may explain why he is more likable.

Anyway, he just doesn't like to touch this guy casually, so he directly labels him with things like "second-generation rich kid" or "must be a rich kid".

Some things aren't about titles or reputation, but about seeing your efforts before you achieve them.

Today is undoubtedly a very solemn day, because for the people of this city, Spider-Man, who had been watching over them for ten years, has left, and even his handsome photos have been leaked.

This whole group of Spider-Men also took off their suits and transformed into ordinary people, blending into the crowd. Of course, to avoid being misunderstood, our Spider-Pig disguised himself as a cute plush toy and was then held in the arms of the little girl Spider-Man, Penny Parker.

They followed Miles silently, like a family on vacation, until he ran into a roadside shop, grabbed a Spider-Man cosplay costume, and ran out with the zipper still undone.

"Forget about him."

A group of Spider-Men followed again, while Hanlu, leaning against the store entrance, curiously stared at the sign next to her that read "No Refunds".

"It'll always fit, right? How about it? Young man, the same goes for you."

"Thanks, sir. It's just a pity that you've already left my world."

Hanlu turned to look at the white-haired old man, whose spirited appearance was still fresh in his memory.

"Seriously, if you were to change that old man's clothes in Deadpool 3, it would be a huge hit!"

"I've retired and don't care about anything anymore. And now you can't even see me."

Upon opening the cryptic legend of Stan Lee, one finds that as soon as he finished speaking, he vanished from the spot and transformed into another white-haired old man.

Hanlu smiled, unsure of what to say. Perhaps to an old man who had dedicated his life to the world, this outsider was nothing more than a new hero.

Although he also hoped to make a wish to the other party, such as skipping over all the messy things about surpassing the gods, it was a pity.

The other party won't do that.

Ultimately, you have to rely on yourself.

Hanlu looked up at the sky, which seemed to still be snowing, and her figure flashed by.

Only an empty space remained, still covered with light snow.

Of course, that's not important.

While the Spider-Men subtly huddled together, seemingly surrounding a certain little black spider, he remained oblivious, listening to Mary Jane's speech from the podium.

"He believes we all have a force to rely on. And now we're counting on you."

"They're counting on me."

Miles the little black spider muttered to himself.

He thought of many things, such as being bitten by that strange spider and witnessing Spider-Man's death, but instead of helping him, he shamefully ran away and watched it all end.

What thrilled him even more was that the chip was still inside him; he was definitely the city's last hope!

"Hmm. Although I know you'll definitely be amazing in the future, I think what he's saying right now isn't that you shouldn't put too much pressure on yourself and just trust in God."

"Thank you so much for your comfort, stranger."

Hanlu hugged Mary Jane, who was looking at this special world. Well, at least they're together now, aren't they? Anyway, it's much better than the movie version.

Of course, that doesn't stop him from complaining about the little black spider's current ambitions. After all, he knows that it might take some time for this little guy to become a true hero, since making up one's mind is quite a chore.

Hearing Hanlu's sarcastic remarks, the Spider-Men around couldn't help but find the little black spider in front of them amusing.

then.

"He asked what you guys did the first time. Did you do what this kid did, just read a Spider-Man comic and then climbed to the 16th floor without anything to prepare to jump off?"

He'll smash himself into a pulp.

Spider-Man looked on in surprise at the little guy who was still looking down and trying to imitate Spider-Man's movements from the comics.

He is indeed a young guy, after all, five years have passed and Spider-Man has successfully become a college student, provided he has a degree. As for Miles, he is still a high school student.

Yay! Our little spider isn't the smallest one anymore!

Of course, that's not important. What's important is whether this kid is crazy.

"Yes, yes, we need to understand that he was also bitten by a spider, and he grew a little taller. I think you also felt that strange spider-like sensation in each other."

You should be thankful that I didn't shield you, otherwise you might have been discovered when you got close to each other.

As for now, I think we can still believe that the other party has the memories of Spider-Man. The other party probably won't fall to their death directly. At most, we'll touch their old back and sigh about their rheumatism and pain.

Besides, didn't you see he's already gone downstairs?

I made a slight comment about the awkward "my bag" joke from the first Spider-Man in the other movie.

Hanlu shook her head slightly. While the Spider-Men thought this kid should obediently go back, think things through, make a web-shooting device for himself, and then come out to try again.

To their astonishment!

The little black spider actually ran straight to a shorter floor. Even though it's only 12 floors, does it make any difference?!

Then they just stood there dumbfounded, watching the Spider-Man charge forward, only to trip over his own deliberately loose shoelaces and fall straight down.

After a series of horrific left and right spins, it crashed into a wall, a railing, a car, and finally the ground, nearly cracking the child's thigh.

Of course, it wasn't that my bones were broken, but rather that I accidentally damaged the USB drive that the other person had slipped into my pocket.

That's so tragic.

"So, before you became Spider-Man, were you ever this disheveled?"

Hanlu looked around curiously.

Everyone, including Spider-Man Noir, turned their heads away.

"no."

"I succeeded for the first time."

"I hesitated for a long time before I acquired that ability."

"I rely on robots."

"I am a cartoon character."

"I can see that; you all possess extraordinary skills!"