The fourth-dimensional pocket of American comics

early morning

The sun shone through the branches and leaves of the morning glory climbing around the window, and shone in from the gaps, forming a spot-like brilliance that imprinted on the quilt and his forehead. .biquge

He opened his eyes and groaned subconsciously.A phantom limb-like pain in the chest.

He looked at the bedding, the outstretched hand, and the room he was in, all unfamiliar.

The memory of last night emerged in his mind, he and another person dealt with the monster running from that place, and finally he blocked the attack for that person.

chest...

He lifted the quilt and looked at his chest, a blood scab from his chest to his belly button.He shook his waist, and the blood scab moved accordingly.He touched it, it was very rough.

The wound is almost healed.he thought.

Why is my healing power so strong?he thought.

mum.

With a meow, he jumped onto the sofa from the ground, and subconsciously pressed his palm down.

What he thought would happen didn't happen, except for a blue cat that jumped onto the couch and stepped on the covers on his lap.

Very cute kitten.

The blue kitten sat down and looked at him, as if thinking about something, he smiled and made the cat noise just now.

The blue cat got up, jumped onto the sofa and leaned against the back, he reached out to hug it: "Wow, be careful."

But was flicked by the tail.

He scratched his head embarrassingly, then looked at his hands, lost in thought, he felt that he could do without the props in his hands.

He tried his left and right hands against the ceiling, but nothing spewed out from his left hand, but spider webs spewed out from the prop he was carrying with his right hand.

So it's an illusion, right?he thought.

The sound of cooking stopped, and the footsteps slowly came towards him. Is it that person from last night?

Not him, no feeling like last night.

He stood up from the sofa, turned around and saw the stranger leaning over to catch the leaping blue cat.

He opened his mouth to speak, but the other person spoke before him: "Ben Riley?"

Ben Riley? who is it? Wait who am I? My name is……? My name is……

Ben Riley?

Ben Riley?

His heart was shocked, and he kept repeating the name in his heart.

It feels unexpectedly familiar, so this is my name. The waves in his heart gradually subsided, and he asked uncertainly: "Is this my name?"

Hearing the other party's question, Shuwen was surprised: "Then who are you?"

It was only at this time that Shuwen remembered that Peter hadn't confirmed that the other party was Ben Riley last night.

He only said Spider-Man.

Ben Riley shook his head: "Maybe this is my name, that person is..."

That person should know my name!

Shuwen knew who the other party wanted to ask: "You mean Peter? He brought you to me last night and asked me to take care of you. He will probably come over later."

Ben Riley nodded: "You are?"

"I'm Peter's friend, just call me Pine."

He nodded again: "Sorry, I'm not sure what my name is, he should know it, you can call me Ben Riley first!"

Does Peter really know?Shuwen put up question marks in his heart, and didn't worry about it. He pointed at the dining table: "I'm not sure about your taste, so I made some simple breakfasts. Oatmeal, hot dogs, luncheon meat, and toast."

After a brief introduction, Shuwen thought about the purpose of his coming: "Ah, yes, how many layers of eggs do you want."

Ben Riley looked at the steam rising from the dining table, and felt his stomach was empty at the moment, and his mouth was instantly moist: "It's fully cooked."

Shuwen nodded and returned to the kitchen.

Ben Riley put on the clothes lying on the side and went to the dining table.Breakfast is set on the dining table, a large steaming pot of red bean milk porridge with a savory aroma, golden toast and sliced ​​hot dogs seem to be a perfect match for him. with.So he sat down and ate.

The oatmeal porridge made by Shuwen is not brewed directly with milk. He boiled the red beans first, then put them into the milk and heated them together. After a minute, he put the oatmeal in, and finally chose the consistency and taste according to personal taste. When seasoning the sage, add a little bit of bee.

If you like sweetness, you can add more sugar.

As for the hot dogs and slices of bread, there is nothing to say.

Ben Riley was eating, and suddenly heard a voice: "Good morning brother."

He turned his head and saw a beautiful girl coming down the stairs. The other party saw him and said with a smile, "Oh, you are the one from last night. It seems that you are fine."

He nodded: "Excuse me, my name is Ben Riley."

"Laura, of course I would rather you call me Shuhua." Shuhua walked to her usual seat and sat down. She just sat down and then stood up.

Shuwen came out holding a plate: "What? Are you eating?"

"I'll go see if sister Kailin is awake."

Shuwen shoveled the fried egg to Ben Riley, then turned to Shuhua and said, "She's still asleep, let her have a good rest."

Tree Blossom nodded.

The three of them were eating when they heard the doorbell ringing. It was Peter.

As Peter entered, Ben Riley froze, and he turned to look at Peter.The two feel each other.

Peter greeted with his hand outstretched, "Hi!"

"Hello, Peter."

"Peter Parker." Peter quickly introduced himself: "Uh, who are you? I mean I don't know your name yet."

Ben Riley was in a daze, his heart was like the end of the world, and all the fortresses that had just been built turned into wasteland at this moment.

He doesn't know my name!

Who am I then?

A person always needs to know who he is and what he wants to do. No name means no past, and nothing to do means no desire to live; people always have to make three choices between the two.

Ben Riley was dazed, then determined, he needed to find his name.

I want to know who I am!he thinks.

He shook his head, not knowing why he shook his head: "You can call me Ben Riley, although I'm not sure if this is my name, but there must be a title, so this name is good."

Peter stared at Ben Riley with wide eyes. He didn't expect the other party to answer like this: "Have you lost your memory? This is the first time I've seen a person who has lost his memory."

He looked at Shuwen, and Shuwen shook his head at him. He secretly said something bad, as if he was not joking.

He scratched his head and hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, I'm not mocking you..."

Ben Riley waved his hand indifferently: "I know."

"Let's talk about other things after dinner."

Ben Riley nodded and barely ate his breakfast. A full stomach at least satisfied his empty heart a little.

After eating, the four of them sat down on the sofa. Shuhua held the two cats and waited with interest for the next story session.

Shuwen turned his gaze to Peter, and Peter turned his head and shouted, "Tom, Tom, come here, come here!"

Ben Reilly himself couldn't wait to ask: "Who is Ben Reilly? Do you know him? I look like him?"

Peter didn't call the cat, so he had no choice but to say under Ben Riley's gaze: "I don't know Ben Riley, but I have a relationship with him."

Shuwen said: "I don't know you, but I thought of some things, so I think you might be"

Ben Riley was in a daze, not expecting this to happen.He thought of the scene he saw when he woke up, and his heart sank. This matter was unexpectedly complicated.

Without the two of them asking, he himself told the information he knew: "When I woke up, I was imprisoned in a certain laboratory, and there were other experimental subjects besides me, those that were eliminated last night. The big spider I I haven’t seen it, but it’s definitely their product.”

Ben Riley pointed to his white coat: "I snatched this dress when I escaped. This should be a clue to investigate my identity."

"Osborne Group..." Peter looked at the things hanging in the white coat with a complicated expression.

He picked up his phone and checked the name on the badge, Miles Warren.

Miles Warren is a well-known biological gene expert, a professor of biology at Imperial University, and the leader of the spider gene project of the Osborne Group.

Ben Riley frowned. He also felt familiar with the name Osborne: "This name..."

Peter hesitated for two seconds, and made a choice in his heart: "Ben Riley is also a spider man. The three of us have similar abilities, super strength, endurance, and spider sense, but he can spit out spider silk without this prop."

Ben Riley's eyes were fixed. When he woke up, when he was about to escape, he kept thinking that he could spin spider silk. But what happened told him that this was not possible, so he had a difficult time escaping from the laboratory.

It was hard to say that those monsters were accidentally released by him when he was running away. Because of this, he finally chose to go back and met Peter.

He hesitated for a while and didn't say the worst answer he thought of in his heart.

Peter continued: "It's just that he died of a genetic breakdown. You can ask Pine about that."

Shuwen took Peter's words: "I asked this from an acquaintance of Ben Riley. That acquaintance, she, I think she can be trusted."

Ben Riley nodded. "Who is she? Anything else?"

"Mary Osborne, a classmate of Ben Riley's."

When Shuwen answered his question, his eyes lit up when he heard it, whether he was Ben Riley, and whether the result was the worst answer he thought, as long as he asked clearly, she would have the answer.

He hurriedly asked, "Where does she live? Since his name is Mary Osborne, then she should be from the Osborne Group. Where is the Osborne Group?"

He grabbed the phone from Peter's hand, but found that he couldn't use it. The letters were too unfamiliar to him.

I should know.There was a stabbing pain in his head, recalling the time when he escaped.

When he woke up, his brain was covered by a black ring, and the surrounding area was full of currents conducted from there, which made his head ache.He was in pain and couldn't bear it, and he had to use all his strength to break free.

The corners of Ben Riley's eyes twitched, he looked at Peter, and Peter turned to look at Shuwen.

Shuwen looked at Ben Riley and comforted him, "I will help you."

He became interested. Could it be that that doctor has really developed a reliable spider gene and can produce a large number of spider men?Or is this just a replica?

"Thank you."

So without delay, after instructing his sister and confirming that Peter didn't have to go to class today, he drove to Harry's house with the two of them.