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Little did he know that he had already become a popular search on social networks.After delivering the last order, the little spider took Garrod to the roof of a certain building to take a rest.

Stuffing the signed slip into his pocket, he counted the tips they ended up getting on this trip.Mr. Elf was shocked by this impressive number for a while, and then unceremoniously put half of it into his pocket.After all, no matter what, even though he hitched a ride with Peter and borrowed his reputation, he actually sold his face, and it’s not too much to get a little, not to mention that the little spider is not yet an adult, so what’s the use of asking for so much ?You might get robbed halfway.

"No way, no one will rob me at all."

Seeing the small money flying into other people's pockets, Peter said this in despair.After taking off the headgear, those teary eyes are obviously more lethal: "I am Spider-Man."

"You being Spider-Man has nothing to do with whether you will be robbed or not."

And after glancing at him, Jialuode stretched out his hand and patted the child's hair, and said earnestly and earnestly: "Young people, don't take money so seriously, it's something we old people should struggle with. "

...but I'm still poor QAQ.

Being stroked by Mr. Elf lovingly, and his head following his strength bit by bit, the little spider flattened its mouth aggrievedly, thinking so.

"Speaking of which, are you really short of pocket money?"

Probably because his expression was too depressed, like an angry hamster whose seeds had been robbed.Jialude couldn't help but increase the strength of his hands, and didn't stop until he scuffed people's hair into a mess: "Although your part-time salary is not too much, it should be enough for you to meet your daily living expenses. "

"But I have to modify my battle uniform myself." The little spider couldn't help lowering his head even lower: "There are also spider silk launchers and other things. After all, some parts are too expensive. There are several jobs that I simply cannot afford."

Garrod: ...

The impression of superheroes has always been on the group of idlers in the Avengers Building. This is the first time I have seen such a pitiful cutie. Mr. Elf was immediately poked into his weakness.Silently put the small money that had just been put into his pocket back into Peter's backpack, and patted him on the shoulder at the same time, expressing his comfort sincerely.

After all, Spider-Man is really still a child compared to those old tricksters in the mansion.

"Actually, I can think of a way for you."

With a thoughtful expression, Garrod thought carefully for a while, and then said to the little spider: "A solution that will allow you to permanently solve the problem of lack of money and equipment."

"What, what?" All of a sudden, Peter raised his head, and his eyes immediately became sparkling: "What can I do?"

Garrod pointed to the most conspicuous building in the original place.

"See that, where the 'A' hangs?"

"Saw."

Peter nodded obediently, it's the Avengers Building.

"Wait in the middle of the night, put on your battle uniform, climb outside the largest studio on the top floor, and find a short man named Tony Stark."

And Mr. Elf continued to give him advice with a serious face:

"Just squat down in front of him, look at him with your most pitiful expression, and tell him you want to join the Avengers, and he will—"

"Fund me?"

"—to take care of you."

Peter: ...Huh?

"Practice it yourself." Finally, he added this sentence.

Peter: ...

Feel like something is not right?

Feeling that he might know something important, the little spider sat on the railing, silently thinking about the meaning behind this "hands-on practice" for a while, and his expression was very strange for a while.

But before he could speak, Garrod stood up and reached out to him.

"We should go back."

The sunlight scattered from mid-air coated his whole body with a layer of gold, which seemed to be glowing.Mr. Elf slightly bent his mouth, and his smile was prettier than anyone Peter had ever seen: "Before going back to the store, I'll treat you to an ice cream on the street corner."

"Really?"

Almost jumping up from the ground, the little spider looked at the elf in front of him who seemed to be shrouded in holy light, and his eyes suddenly sparkled: "I want to eat the one with M&M beans!"

"Of course no problem." Garrod raised his chin at him, "But we have to go back to drive our car first."

"Okay, wait for me."

Putting the hood on his head quickly, it quickly covered the little curly hair that had been scuffed.Peter Parker put his backpack on his back and reached out to block Jarod's waist. Without any hesitation, he jumped directly from the roof of the building several hundred meters away.

The wind blowing up from the ground and the sense of weightlessness struck towards them together, echoing sharply in their ears.

And when they fell halfway, a piece of white spider silk shot out from the wrist of the little spider, stuck to the outer wall of the building, and threw them back into the air.

"Yo hoo~"

Probably because young people always like such pleasant stimulation.Peter cheered in the oncoming sunlight.Although the ten thousand-year-old spirit tied to his body has been out of the category of "young" for a long time, he is not disgusted with it. Instead, he smiles helplessly and flies around the tall buildings with him, as if he is accompanying him The grandfather playing with his grandson looked at the little spider with kind eyes.

Soon another wave of high-definition snapshots emerged on the Internet.

Sitting in the Avengers Building, everyone except Captain America was holding their mobile phones, refreshing and swiping even harder.

It didn't take long.

Unaware that he was being tracked by his temporary cohabitants on the Internet in real time, Garrod was held tightly by Peter and flew across the streets of New York.With ten times the sight and hearing of an elf, he hardly misses a thing.Whether it's the traffic jam under his feet, the loud music and billboards in the square, or even the various movements from the surrounding buildings, as long as he wants to, he can almost capture it, and integrate himself into this bustling torrent to feel more many.

This is the innate instinct of elves.

However, when Peter threw them forward with force, swinging over the roof of a certain building.However, Jarod suddenly felt a sudden disharmony, like a stone thrown into the water, or a predator hiding in the dark watching its prey, forcibly adding a bit of blood to the noisy and peaceful air.

Frowning almost reflexively, Mr. Elf turned his head to look.

On the roof of that building, there was a figure in a black cloak standing quietly, looking up at the two people swinging through the air.

A familiar darkness was brought by the wind, similar to that of a half-orc, but it was not as sharp as he had felt from those monsters. Instead, it seemed to be entangled with something, exuding an indescribably complex atmosphere.

At the same time, the arrow pendant on his chest that Glorfindel sent across the ocean suddenly became hot, like a small but constantly burning flame, as if it was about to burn out in his heart. A scar that never heals.

Garrod suddenly shuddered.

He couldn't see the man's face under the cloak, it was just a black hole, as if it was nothingness from the beginning to the end, and there was no living thing at all.But through that layer of seemingly endless darkness, he suddenly recalled a certain past that was not glorious but could never be forgotten as a member of the Noldor elves.It is not as tragic as the fall of Gondolin, nor is it as selfless as the death of the Lord of the Golden Flower and the Balrog, full of greed, blood, and sin.It was the only thing he still firmly remembered during the thousand years of wandering alone in Middle Earth.

Squinting his eyes, the elf wanted to observe this suspicious figure more carefully, but found that his field of vision suddenly turned 180 degrees.It was the little spider who let go of the stretched silk and threw them to the highest point, and then started a new round of falling and jumping.

"Peter!"

He quickly grabbed him and motioned the little guy to turn a corner.But when Peter did as he said and asked them to face the building again, Garald found that the black cloak standing on the top of the building had disappeared, and even the dark aura he brought disappeared without a trace. Without a trace, as if the glimpse just now was just his own illusion.

Mr. Elf couldn't help being taken aback.

"What's wrong? What did you see?"

Following Garrod's guidance and landed on the top of the building, the little spider looked around, but found nothing special, and looked at him full of doubts.

"……I do not know either."

Touching the arrow pendant on his chest that had been restored to its original state, he was sure that there were no living creatures on the roof other than them. Jarod shook his head, not knowing how to describe to him what he had seen and heard just now, which was almost fleeting.

Could it be that he was wrong?

I went around in circles without giving up, but still didn't get anything.Mr. Elf touched his head, but he could only bury his doubts in his heart, and stretched out his hand to the little spider, letting him swing in the direction they came from again.

……

What happened next went very well.

Downstairs from the customer who ordered the first order, Peter Parker returned to the high school student who looked a little thin.The two returned to the cake shop in their long-abandoned car, and after parking in a parking space, they walked to the mobile food truck on the corner to buy ice cream.

Peter's was a jumbo with M&M's, while Garald had his own with chopped chocolate.Holding the cones in their hands, the two sat down to eat in silence, and were going to go back to show off to Jimmy, who unexpectedly cleaned the kitchen all afternoon.

However, when they walked into the store at the same time.

Peter Parker noticed that a very familiar figure was sitting at the table with his arms folded and a serious expression on his face.Just like the dean in his school who strictly guards against puppy love.

And beside him, as early as the first time he saw that person, Jialuo De's ice cream almost fell to the ground.

"I'm back, Jiajia."

Sitting at the table, Steve Rogers smiled at him, looked at the identical cones in their hands, and said in a wrong tone, "I didn't expect to buy one for me?"

I think he seems to be Jialude who is here to provoke trouble: ...