The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1745 S Apocalypse Event (39)
When Spider-Man woke up, he found himself lying at the end of a dark alley, with the light of the flashlight flickering in front of him, and the fierce screams echoed in his ears, and Spider-Man blurted out: "Stop..."

But the voice he made was not as powerful as before. Most of his voice was breathy, and it didn't sound like he was shouting, but like he was pleading.

Spider-Man found himself unable to move.

The moment he made a sound, the flashlight shined in this direction. When his field of vision lit up, Spider-Man could barely see that there were several half-year-old children standing by the wall. The older one looked to be around thirteen or fourteen years old. Years old, the youngest is probably only about ten years old.

They were beating a kid who was much younger than them.

Spider-Man originally thought this was just a fight between ordinary children, or at worst a group bullying, until he saw the oldest child holding a crowbar stained with blood.

The sticky cold liquid flowed from his forehead, and Spider-Man realized that he had changed his body. After the initial tension dissipated, he realized that one of his eyes could not see, and the vision of the other eye was constantly changing. shaking.

"boom!"

The crowbar hit the beaten child on the head. After the last scream, he died.

The other people walked towards Spider-Man. Fear spread in Spider-Man's heart. He struggled with all his strength, but there were not many limbs he could control, and most of his body was in a state where he could not feel anything at all. Down.

Spider-Man opened his mouth to make a sound, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence. He only heard the big kid in the lead say: "Don't steal things if you don't want to die in the next life!"

"boom!"

Spider-Man lost consciousness. After a long period of darkness, he found himself in a dimly lit room. His right leg hurt badly, but at least he was no longer dizzy.

A girl's face appeared in the hazy field of vision. Her waving fingers were as bony as wood, but her face had a bit of baby fat. Her words with a Gotham accent rang in Spider-Man's ears.

"Jain, are you okay? You were beaten up by Johnny and knocked on the head. I thought you were dead."

Spider-Man reluctantly sat up, shook his head and said, "I'm not... I'm not..."

"I know, I know, don't worry. We were very full in the past two days. It doesn't matter if we skip a meal today. Even the most powerful golden hand in the back alley will miss sometimes."

"Yes, yes, Jayne, don't worry, we can work now." A more childish voice came from behind the girl.

The girl turned her head and scolded: "Jimmy, I told you a long time ago that you and your sister are too young and not tall enough to steal things, so you are not allowed to go out."

"But Jayne is injured. If we don't go out to work, everyone will have nothing to eat." The immature voice protested: "Besides, my brother and I will be eight years old next year."

Spider-Man took a deep breath and shouted: "Stop, can someone tell me what's going on? I'm not on Apokolips..."

"Jayne, what's wrong with you? Do you have a fever?"

Suddenly several children gathered around. In addition to the girl named Lan, there were also a brother and sister who looked like twins, two skinny boys, a girl with braids, and a girl who looked like she was only three or four years old. little girl.

Spider-Man choked back a lot of his words.

Because these children look so embarrassed.

The older girl in the lead is better, with a bit of flesh on her face, but judging from the exposed wrists and fingers, her body must be skinny and skinny. The twin brothers and sisters are completely thin and small, and the rest Several children are not only thin, but also have sallow complexion and sunken eye sockets. Their clothes are also ragged.

From Spider-Man's point of view, the borough where he lives in Queens and the adjacent Bronx are already considered poor settlements. He has never seen such children there. This is simply like the kind of child survivors photographed in war field reports. By.

No, it's actually worse than that, Spider-Man thought. The child survivors were just in ragged clothes, with the ashes of gunfire on their faces. But from their body shape and face, it could be seen that they had lived a good life before. But at first glance, these children It means that if you don’t eat enough for many years, your body will not develop at all.

Spider-Man recalled that the younger sister of the twins just said that they will be eight years old next year, but these two children don't look like they are in the second grade. The five-year-old children in the kindergarten next to his house are much stronger than them.

Spider-Man was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

He struggled to sit up and gently pushed away Lan's hand that touched his forehead and said, "I don't have a fever. Can you tell me where I am now and who you are?"

"Oh my God, you didn't break your head, did you?"

"I'm fine, but I really can't remember." Spider-Man made up a lie. He was afraid that he would scare these children by telling the truth. He could clearly feel their concern and expectations from the eyes of these children. Hope, if Spider-Man tells them that the Jayne they are counting on is likely to be dead, they will probably cry in fear.

Suddenly, the children began to explain to Spider-Man in a flurry. After hearing this, Spider-Man summarized it. Simply put, this is a gang of thieves.

They used to steal things in groups led by their parents. Later, they were kicked out or ran away due to various incidents. In order to survive, they formed a small gang of their own and worked in several large gangs. The junction of the thieves' group is fishing for some odd jobs to make ends meet.

This boy named Jayne is the organizer of the group and the eldest child. He is 11 years old this year. He took the initiative to escape from a certain group of thieves. Before he came out, he was the most powerful child in the group because of his relationship with the group. The mother had an argument and ran out.

He and Lan are the only ones who can go out to work now, but Lan's apprenticeship is short and his skills are not good. He can't steal much even if he goes out to work for a whole day. The whole gang basically relies on the things stolen by Jayne.

Spider-Man opened his mouth. He was very righteous, but his conscience prevented him from saying "stealing is wrong" when facing such a group of children.

He clenched his fists in anger, wanting to scold these parents for not raising their children, and wanting to scold the welfare institutions and community personnel, but now the only thing that was lingering in his mind was what Lan said before, and what they would do in the next few days. There may be no food to eat.

Spider-Man took a deep breath and tried his best to ignore the pain in his body and wanted to stand up, but in the process he thought that it was useless to stand up. He was not Jayne at all. He couldn't steal things, and he didn't want to steal things. , is there no other way to get something to eat?Spider-Man explained his point of view to several children, but what made him feel uncomfortable was that after listening, the children neither agreed nor refuted, but just stared blankly with a look that Spider-Man could not understand. stared at him.

"...It's just food." Spider-Man said: "As long as it can fill your stomach, right? Or, maybe you don't have to consider the taste?"

Lan sat down in silence, lowered her head and repeated: "Yes, that's just food."

Suddenly the younger sister of the twins screamed, and she yelled at Lan: "You can't go back! You can't go back to that inhuman old woman, those men will kill you!!!"

Lan was silent for a while and said with a cry: "That's just food."

Spider-Man suddenly understood what they were talking about, and he stared at the little girl in front of him dumbfounded. Although she was considered older among children, she was still just a child.

Spider-Man took a deep breath. The angry flames almost burned his heart. He instinctively slammed the floor and then froze for a moment.

He looked down at the floor. There was nothing there, no trace left.

He's not Spider-Man anymore.

The angry flame went out with a roar, leaving Spider-Man only in cold sweat and a vague sense of fear.

He is not Spider-Man anymore. He has no strength, no agility, no perception of danger, no advanced equipment given to him by Mr. Stark, and no Uncle Ben who will always cook steaming meals for him With Aunt May.

Spiderman felt the tears rolling in his eyes, but he held back abruptly, not because he didn't want to cry, but because his kindness let him know that he couldn't cry, because when he cried, these children would have to cry, And they didn't even have food after crying.

Find food, find food, find food...

Spider-Man clenched his teeth, he stretched out his hand and pushed Lan, who was distracted, and asked: "I really can't steal things now, but we can't have nothing to eat, apart from stealing things, you don't know what else to do?" Is there a way to get food?"

"If there were, we wouldn't steal anything. The life of a thief is the least valuable. If caught, he can be beaten to death."

Spider-Man thought about the last death he experienced. It seemed that he was also a thief last time, but unfortunately he was caught.

Thinking of this, Spider-Man felt his heart sinking heavily, and a chill crawled down his spine to his neck, which meant that the living people in front of him were very likely to be killed because of a mistake.

If you try to steal, you will be beaten to death, and if you don't steal, you will starve to death. Spider-Man found that he was not so anxious when he faced Thanos and snapped his fingers to destroy half of the life in the universe.

Because at that time, he only had one option to fight to the death. Even if the end was a dead end, he could still say that he had tried his best. But now he knows that both are dead ends, so he still has to choose one. The moment of choice means certain Someone will die.

It was impossible for all of these children to survive.

Spider-Man's rationality told him that Jayne's collapse was too sudden. They had no preparations. There were not many capable people in the group, and they would not be able to find another way to make a living within three days. The youngest girl would definitely not be able to survive it. .

Where is the way out?

"What about digging through the trash can?" Spider-Man said suddenly: "If you just want to fill your stomach, discarded food is not a problem."

"Children help take care of the garbage bins. They will guard there before the garbage truck overturns." Lan shook her head and said, "Their bodies are much stronger than ours, and we can't get over them."

The elder brother of the twins winced and said, "And if you get close to them, you might get beaten. They especially hate thieves."

Seeing the disappointed expression on Spider-Man's face, Lan gritted her teeth and said, "Jayne, your craftsmanship is famous, and the parents nearby know it. You will definitely not starve to death when you go back to their place. As for us, We can figure it out on our own.”

"Lan! You just want to go back to that old woman. Have you forgotten how Jayne rescued you back then?!"

"I would have died anyway!" Lan gritted her teeth and said viciously, "It's just food!"

Spider-Man took a deep breath and said: "Stop talking, I will find a way, I will find a way to let you all survive."

Spider-Man failed.

Chronic malnutrition has left the youngest girl with approximately zero resistance to hunger. Her body does not have the nutrients to allow her to cope with hunger temporarily, or she may have been hungry for a long time before that.

But anyway, she starved to death in front of Spider-Man.

And Spider-Man hasn't spoken all day.

Until that evening, he saw a smiling boy walking towards him with a bag of bread in his hand under the lamppost at the entrance of the base.

"Long time no see, my good neighborhood Spider-Man in Gotham."

Spider-Man was stunned for a moment, and looking at the familiar smile on his face, Spider-Man instinctively shouted: "Joker?!!!"

　Deja vu

　　
　
(End of this chapter)