The fourth-dimensional pocket of American comics

Thick white-gray smoke billows into the sky, as if in the th century when factories were opening up, the smoke emitted by the factories was discharged into the sky from their chimneys. .

However, this is not that era, and New York is not a place full of factories. In the city, such a large amount of smoke will only lead to fires and explosions.

Shuwen and Peter both knew it well and understood it at a glance.

Without delay, they walked out of the coffee shop and found a secluded alley together.It was not a big night, and there were not so many people in the alley.

After entering the alley and making sure there was no one there, Peter threw off his backpack, took off his coat, and was about to put on a hood to change into Spider-Man form.

Shuwen put on his belt and transformed into kabu, then entered the knight state and directly started the acceleration state.

Although there is some distance from the place where the incident occurred, the distance is nothing in this state.

Shuwen ran and rushed to the burning place.

It was a small apartment building, four or five stories high. The windows surrounded by brown bricks were breathing thick gray-black smoke. The flames spread inside and expanded toward the outside. Looking from the outside, it looked like a big furnace.

The plaque hanging on so-and-so's apartment crumbled, and sparks jumped from the burning object.

Outside the burning apartment, there were already many people around. Some held up their mobile phones to take pictures of the apartment in front of them, and some stopped those who wanted to rush in.

All these scenes are stopped under acceleration, because it is not yet time to proceed.

Different from the physical acceleration of fai, kabu is the acceleration of time. The so-called time is the measurement of the length of the time process and the order of occurrence.

It's like you are eating potato chips. In this progressing time process, you take the package of potato chips, then open it, and finally pick up the potato chips and put them in your mouth to eat.

And the time of confusion is when you are holding the package of potato chips and you may already be eating them.

His time flow is accelerated, and what others do in one day, he can schedule in one minute.

Shuwen looked at it and rushed into the building.

The four sides of the building are full of flames, the walls, ceiling, and stairs are burning, and the rising flames are like unfolding silk in the nearly static world.

There is a word for the appreciation of silk as thin as onion wings, which is also suitable to describe the flame in this state.

The whole building is like a world made of paper. Shuwen went upstairs with light steps, looking for the person trapped in the fire in the room.

There is a child in the closet on the second floor, a little girl in the toilet on the third floor, and a woman trapped by a falling beam at the intersection of the third and fourth floors.

Shuwen threw them out of the window from their original positions, and after making sure that there were no other people on the other floors, he also jumped out of the window to catch them. After putting these people in different alleys, he returned to the alley where he started.

Peter was halfway undressed, and his hand was halfway out of the pocket of his coat, still clutching the red fabric.

Shuwen had a bad taste in his heart, but he didn't implement it. After smiling, he unlocked the acceleration state.

Taking the beetle out of his belt, Peter put on his hat and was about to take off his trousers.

Looking at the underclothes Peter is wearing, you can tell that there is a red and blue tights under his trousers, his hero suit.

Even though he knew it, seeing the man dragging his pants still made his eyes sharp, so he avoided looking at him.Just as he was about to speak, he heard a beep, and he looked up at the other party, who had already changed his clothes and was flying to the rooftop.

It has to be said that the opponent's proficiency in changing clothes is very high.

"I went first."

Shuwen sighed: "It's all right over there."

He had just started talking, and the other party had already rushed towards the place where the fire broke out. "

He looked at Peter's scattered clothes with a smile and shook his head, turned around and left here. Anyway, he found that nothing happened. Peter will come back here to change clothes. Taking the clothes at this time is like those ancient dramas where voyeurs steal fairies clothes.

Peter swayed the spider's silk, and climbed over the city at a very fast speed.He crossed the office full of glass, and occasionally caught the eyes of white-collar workers who sneaked out.

Soon he came to the place where the fire was burning. The flames were burning brightly, and the smoke coming out of the window became darker and darker, which showed that the fire was getting more serious.

Peter rolled over and jumped off the tall building like a diver. He turned his palms and protruded his wrists, and the spider silk emitted from the spider web launcher stuck to the tall building and stopped his fall.

He landed between the crowd and the apartment, and he yelled, "Has everyone in there escaped?"

The onlookers were shouting: "Have everyone escaped? Let's take a good look."

"Has the little Judith girl come out?"

They shouted in disorder, and then there was a burst of crying among the crowd: "Ivy."

Although the voices were messy, Peter was able to quickly distinguish the voices of different people here, even the voices in the apartment.

He didn't hear the call, and couldn't help thinking: Did he faint from the smoke? "

But then he overturned his own thoughts, and there were loud and small cries among the crowd, which were tears of joy.

Peter suddenly remembered what Shuwen had said when he left, uh, is it all right?

Already all right? !

So how did he do it?space move?Like last time?But so fast?He obviously just went to the alley with me to change clothes...

It's amazing!

Forget it, it's fine!

Just when he wanted to understand, the discussion at the side also came to a conclusion, and the people living in the apartment were safely standing outside.

"911, has the call been made?"

Peter asked, and the next step was for the firemen. He had no tools to face such a large fire, and he had nothing to do by himself.

The messy answer was, and there was another big thank you, and he soon heard the sound of the fire truck.The fire truck appeared from the crowd, and the people around got out of the way one after another, and the firefighters got out of the car.

After feeling relieved, Peter aimed at a tall building and was about to launch a spider silk, when he saw a man squeeze out of the crowd and begged him: "Mr. Superhero, are you free? I need your help!"

Peter looked at the person in front of him suspiciously, wondering if the other person had something to ask him for.But the face of the other party was an honest person, so Peter nodded and agreed without hesitation.

"What's the matter!" Peter asked.

"We might need to talk privately."

The people on the side were also listening to the conversation between the two, so they booed: "Hey, superhero, I also have something to ask you, I have a delivery order that is about to be late, can you deliver it for me, or I will be deducted Salary."

"Can you take me home?"

……

It was a mess, Peter ignored them, pointed at the tall building in front of him shooting out spider silk, and swayed over: "Come here."

Back upstairs, Peter breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't help but think about what the other party wanted to do with him, and what evil he needed to eradicate as a hero, just like Skywalker, Obi-Wan, or Captain America.

Thinking about it like this, he didn't wait for the person just now, but saw a light flying towards him from the sky.

He reacted, his body flashed quickly, and he was ready to fight and escape.

But then he gave up the confirmation just now, because he saw clearly what was flying in front of him.

Not things, but people.

Iron Man, Tony Stark.

The steel suit fell from the sky, and the mask popped open to reveal the face of Playboy Tony.

Peter was a little at a loss. The man in front of him was Iron Man, Tony, and the boss of Stark Group! And it was the company he most wanted to work for.

"Yo, long time no see."

Tony greeted him: "By the way, what's your name? Tarzan? Or Spider Man?"

"It seems that you are very nervous, you know me? Of course, hey, remember what I said, it seems that you want to work in my company. After all, it is a blessing for all employees to work for Stark Group."

Peter was still struggling with the name that the other party called him. At this time, he remembered what Shuwen said and had to admit that Shuwen was right. Spider-Man sounded far better than Ape Man. The most important thing was that he liked spiders more than apes: "Hey Iron Man you can call me Spider-Man!"

"Very well Spider-Man, I have a few questions I want to ask you."

"Of course, sir, I can answer anything." Peter nodded, looking at Tony's steel suit. Not only did the other party have problems, he also had problems himself.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Stark, is that on your chest the energy source of the suit? What is that? A large battery?"

"Son, this is a reactor."

"Cool, micro-reactor, my God, Mr. Stark, how did you do it, shrink something so big into such a small thing, how much power does it have?"

"Does the suit have other weapons besides biubiu? Is it hard for one person to drive such an armor? Mr. Stark, can your computing power control all aspects of the suit?"

Peter pushed his palms back and forth and gestured.

"Hey, kid, I'm not here to teach you, although I'd be happy to introduce you to the strength of the Mark , but now shut your mouth and listen to my questions."

Peter shut his mouth and nodded.

"How did you do it? Turn on the tachyons, and how do you turn off the tachyons?"

Tony asked Jarvis to scan the clothes on Peter's body, and the results were just ordinary synthetic fibers

Peter also heard the voice, and couldn't help asking, "Wow, Mr. Stark, what was that just now? Artificial intelligence? Did you make it yourself? Cool."

"This is artificial intelligence, come on boy, according to Jarvis's scan, the clothes on your body can't withstand your movement in that state at all."

"Jarvis, this name is really cool." Peter admired, he imagined how great it would be if he had such an artificial intelligence, but his clothes were just ordinary clothes, and he couldn't reproduce artificial intelligence.

Then he realized that the other party was asking him a question, Taezi?

Just as he was about to answer, the door to the roof was opened, and a man in a suit and leather shoes walked out, the same person who had just greeted him and needed his help.

Tony looked at him, and he frowned: "Have you monitored me to this extent? Coulson!"