Nuan Nuan Saves the World [Comprehensive British and American]

Peter's depression continued unhealed until after get off work.Working in Chris's store is not such a hard job, at least compared to many other jobs that Peter has heard about, it's actually not a few hours for him to come to Chris to close the store after school like now Yes, usually he can pack up and get ready to go home before dark, and if he is faster, he might be able to catch up with Aunt Mei's dinner.

What's more, today, because of Peter's depression, Chris even asked him to go home from get off work a little earlier to rest, instead of continuing to abuse his poor tea set in the shop - Peter almost smashed three cups .

Even so, Peter still tried his best to pull himself together and carefully put the cleaned tea sets in the glass cabinet one by one, then changed his uniform and put on his backpack and left the shop.

At this time, the sky is getting darker, and it is not completely night yet, but the sun has disappeared, and the whole world is a hazy and fuzzy dark blue color, only the last ray of light in the daylight still cares about this world, after half a year The last ray of brilliance of the hour will also be lost in the night, and there will be bright lights on the street to disperse the darkness, but in those winding alleys and under those shady bridge holes, the hidden crimes in the daytime will be It will sneak out from every corner like a mouse that smells the fragrance, gnawing at the foundation of the city bit by bit.

The same is true for Queens as the most populous urban district in the world. It is not only full of vitality because of its diverse composition of people, but also has a lot of charm due to the collision and blending of various cultures. Problems, gangs, smuggling, drugs, not to mention petty theft, etc. Although it is not as chaotic as Hell's Kitchen, even the police are a little helpless, but it is not as good as law and order.

Not to mention Hell's Kitchen and Daredevil wandering around to fight crime, what's there in Queens?

"If you have time to control those superheroes, it's better to control the bastard gangsters who always ask me for protection money." Mr. Demer, the manager of Demer's Sandwich Shop, complained dissatisfiedly watching the news.

Peter put the goods he had chosen on the cash register and waited for the clerk to make his own sandwiches. He looked up at the TV idly, and the TV tuned to the news channel was playing the evening news program. He didn't really like it very much. I watch this kind of program, but when I get bored, I can even read the manual with relish. The news is always more interesting than the manual.

The news is broadcasting the opening ceremony of the United Nations meeting on the matter after the Battle of New York. The leaders and government officials of various countries are sitting in full dress, looking serious and dignified. Become a threat to mankind, will aliens attack the earth again, and what provisions need to be listed if a bill on superheroes is to be introduced, in short, they are all grand but seem to have no practical significance, even Peter can see It would take at least several years for them to come to a conclusion, so it's no wonder Mr. Demer couldn't help complaining.

This enthusiastic and talkative gentleman is not so worried about the country and the people or thinks he is so prescient. In his opinion, he is worried about those who have risked their lives to save mankind and save the earth not long ago, but many of them except the Avengers. It is really stupid to think about how to save the high unemployment rate, or crack down on those who abduct minors and trample on them. Gang members who have entered the abyss of crime are much more meaningful than doing such worrying things.

At any rate, those superheroes are protecting others and saving lives, instead of sitting there boasting that something really happened and shirking each other's responsibilities.

When did it become a sin to do a good deed without leaving your name?Even Mr. Demer, who hasn't read any books, will laugh out loud.

Peter silently bit his straw and complained about Mr. Demer's complaints. After filling his stomach with the best sandwiches in Queens, he didn't go home. Instead, he ran into a secluded alley to put on I hand-sewn the tight uniform these days, and brought the spider web launcher made by fishing in science class. After hiding the backpack, I looked around to make sure that no one was paying attention to me. I raised my hand and pressed the spider web launcher, as before For several weeks, I devoted myself to the cause of fighting crime in Queens with endless enthusiasm.

What, you mean that super-British bill that was discussed in the meeting?

Young Peter doesn't think that has anything to do with him now. Although he also wears a mask, he is just one of the gangsters who catch car thieves or deal with a highway robbery in such a small neighborhood in Queens. Such things, at most, are a few bastards who buy and sell contraband to minors, and from time to time they make an own mess, mess up the situation and have to be chased and fled in embarrassment. It's just a righteous act.

Indeed, Peter admits that he has a little… Maybe not so little ambition, so that he is not satisfied with just catching insignificant petty theft in the street, he wants to do something more serious, just like the movie Single-handedly saving the world or defeating some terrible mysterious organization like in the film, secretly fantasizing about whether one day he can join the Avengers and fight with Iron Man as a real superhero. For this, he even gave himself Have a good code name.

What if it comes true someday.

People always have to live with hope.

As Peter said so, he packed up the men who wanted to jump off the elevated road, tied them up on the lampposts, and notified the police, then swung across the two buildings by dragging the spider webs, and kicked down the pervert who was following the late-coming female office worker. Restraining the long-winded belly, he tried his best to be as calm and reliable as possible to comfort the young girl who was frightened all the way, and escorted her to the apartment downstairs in a very gentlemanly manner.

Oh, this girl also gave him a pack of biscuits as a thank you gift, which happened to be used to fill his stomach when he was hungry at night.

Peter, who became happy just because of a bag of biscuits, hummed a little tune and wandered in the gentle night wind in New York. His happy appearance made the system that had been tracking his movements through monitors and satellites couldn't help but sigh with emotion [Young man! ...]

The original line of thought was interrupted by such a sudden sentence from the system, and Chris asked clearly: "What's wrong with Peter?" He threw the ruined amulets in his hand into the trash can, piled up like a hill from the side Pick out another one of the same gemstones and start carving again.

[About his little interest. ] The system replied, [I thought you would stop him. ]

Sometimes he, the watcher, feels that Peter's life is full and exhausting. During the day, he has to study hard, work part-time to earn money, and complete some extracurricular projects to add capital to applying for college. At night, he often patrols until midnight and has to pay attention. Be careful to avoid being discovered by his family, but it's hard for him to be full of energy every day without feeling tired at all, running around happily and diligently like a puppy with excess energy, even if it's a leaf or a branch. It can make him chase his tail happily, so that people can't help but want to smile because they feel the same happiness just by looking at it.

Of course, although the system has a high degree of evolution, it has not yet reached such an anthropomorphic level. He is not quite able to understand why the spiritual pleasure brought by this simple dedication can give Peter such a great sense of satisfaction, although he has indeed calculated Such a result.

Forgive him for being just a girls-type dress-up system. No matter how hard you try to evolve, there is a limit. This is almost the reason why he looks forward to Jarvis so much. This little guy who has a higher starting point than him will definitely be able to go beyond him. Farther and higher, where he could never reach.

"Why should I stop him?" Chris asked with a smile, "It's not a bad thing."

He is brave and helpful, and his little clerk has a sense of justice. Who can say it is wrong.

[But Peter's ability is not fully developed, nor has he received any combat training. ]According to the system's scan, Peter's ability has only been developed to a small part at present. It is only a little stronger than ordinary people, even four times the strength of Captain America, and his fighting skills are even worse. Now facing stealing The car thief and gangster can still rely on physical fitness to deal with it, but as long as they come to someone who has received professional training—not even a powerful agent, just the most ordinary kind, they can easily bring Peter down.

What Peter needs is gradual training and long-term growth, rather than rushing to be a hero like he is now.

[You know how dangerous this is. ] New York is not a harmonious and beautiful Garden of Eden. The dark side behind this city is not much cleaner than Gotham. Being a vigilante in this kind of city is far beyond what a young man like Peter can handle. Juggling on a thin spider thread that can break at any time, if you are not careful, there will be a bottomless abyss that will never be restored.

"Yes, I know how dangerous it is." Chris carved another stroke on the ruby ​​he picked out, "But you also have to know that children always have to suffer a little to understand the dangers of the world."

"It's useless to talk about it, young people are always like this." Chris rubbed his neck that was a little sore from bowing his head for a long time, paused and continued lazily, "Don't hurt me last time, they You will never learn what the sky is high and the earth is thick."

Peter looks soft and easy to talk, but in fact, the stubborn character can go all the way to the dark, even if Chris said a thousand or ten thousand words, it is not as good as making Peter hit a wall once, and his head is broken. Only when Liu knows the pain can he understand that a hero not only means gratitude and praise for glory and reputation, but also means that there are many scars and sufferings under the glamorous appearance, and it means that sacrifices are lost and regretted.

Chris waited for that time to come.

Saying so, Chris raised the monitoring level of the system for Peter - he just planned to make his little clerk suffer a little bit, but he didn't plan to really let him die. It's not easy to find a clerk who suits him these days Well, the young man is not proper, he has to take care of it, don't accidentally lose his life.

After all, resurrection has always been terribly troublesome. Whether it is potion alchemy or forbidden magic, it is time-consuming, labor-intensive and expensive without exception, and the stability and success rate of resurrection cannot be guaranteed.

Especially the resurrection methods of wizards. You must know that wizards’ magic has always been full of unrestricted magic and challenging heartbeat instability. The resurrection spell that they have passed down intermittently from thousands of years ago, Chris usually uses it as a bedtime reading for entertainment.

Chris had just passed the unreliable wizards in his mind, when he heard the sound of tinkling bells and crackling from the second floor, accompanied by strong space-time fluctuations - so strong that they almost formed fluctuations at the level of wormholes, he couldn't help it. He sighed, his forehead throbbed, and began to think about whether he should compromise and install a Floo net in the store, so as to avoid these wizards who couldn't use Apparation and insisted on being brave, appearing at him three times a day regardless of time. any corner of the shop.

He has complained countless times in his heart, but he still maintains a gentle smile on his face, even though he witnessed the disheveled guest rolling down the stairs from the second floor, chasing several puddles of mud-like things behind him and soiling his just After mopping the clean floor, he can still say "Welcome" without changing his face, and then raise his hand to burn the unsightly puddles of mud that knocked over one of his shelves unscrupulously.

——Except for the clothes in the closet whose origins are unclear and whether they will disappear suddenly one day after the system appears, he always needs some little tricks of his own, some practical and convenient spells that he is proficient at, After all, only the stupidest people will put all their eggs in one basket without leaving any hole cards, and such people are often the fastest and ugliest to die.

Chris has no interest in the right or wrong of the customers who are panting and lying on the ground like mud and mud, but when they come to his shop, they always have to follow some rules.

Otherwise, should he continue his business?