Everyday life at Midtown High School

What does it mean to suddenly have powerful superpowers?

If you are an adult, you will probably think about reality, such as power, status, reputation and wealth.

But in Peter's heart, this just means: myopia is cured, and he can see things clearly; he has a body like a white chicken, and he has muscles without working hard; Show off and attract the attention of girls you like; have the opportunity to become a man of the day on campus and be admired by everyone; and, with force, you can unceremoniously fight back against those who have bullied you.

His thinking was so simple, so when he knocked Thompson to the ground, he felt extremely refreshed, excited and proud.

But everything that happened next made him feel incomprehensible and angry...the school's punishment decision, the terrified eyes of his classmates, and Uncle Ben's sudden reproach to him.

'It's completely different from what I imagined. '

Peter was troubled and angry.

And this kind of strongly frustrated self-esteem and incomprehensible sense of grievance reached its peak when Uncle Ben accused him again in front of his friend Pooh.

'Apologize!Apologize!But what am I doing wrong? '

'Filled on the villainous Thompson?Pooh did it too! '

’ Or did I let everyone down by not choosing to continue being a wimpy nerd? '

'Is it true that in everyone's expectations, I have to be a wimp? '

He ran away from home angrily, and wandered the streets in the middle of the night, feeling as lonely as every adolescent child had been abandoned by the whole world.

Then, he walked into a street supermarket, but he didn't even have enough money to buy milk in his pocket, and he was robbed?

'Why am I always in trouble now?I really hate this. ' he muttered silently in his heart.

Then, amidst the supermarket manager's yelling 'robbing, stop him', he looked up at the ceiling in boredom, turned sideways silently, let out the door, and let the robber escape coldly.

"It's none of my business..." he thought indifferently.

But the next moment, when he walked out the door, with enhanced eyesight, he watched the robber across the road, pulled out his gun, and shot a bullet at his Uncle Ben: "No—!"

"The audience who just turned on the TV..."

"Earlier tonight, an explosion occurred suddenly in the laboratory under Osborne. At present, the details of the accident are unclear. However, the explosion caused serious damage to the laboratory... As we all know, Osborn The industrial company has always attracted worldwide attention in the fields of science and medicine. Its laboratories have developed some revolutionary new products many times... After the explosion, the equipment, materials, and some important experimental products were bound to be destroyed. degree of damage..."

"...For the progress of the remaining accidents, please pay attention to the follow-up live broadcast of this station."

There was a 'snap'!

Harry turned off the remote in his hand.

Worried, he picked up the phone, found the phone number of his father Norman Osborn in the address book, and rubbed his fingers repeatedly on the screen, hesitating whether to call and ask about the specific situation.

But his father's always strict behavior style made him a little timid.

At this time, the screen suddenly lit up, and the familiar ringtone rang.

Harry was overjoyed, and immediately pressed the answer button in a hurry: "Dad?"

"Harry, how was your day?"

Norman Osborn's voice came from the phone very flatly.

But Harry, who has always been ignored by his workaholic father, still replied with some surprise: "Uh...not bad. Uh...Dad, I just saw the news that our company's laboratory..."

"You don't have to worry about the lab stuff, it's just that some spiders died and a few pieces of equipment broke. Don't worry about it, Harry. The media likes to make a fuss and make a big fuss."

Apparently, Norman has no interest in the hot topic of 'Osborne experiment explosion accident'.

"Oh, all right."

Harry struggled to continue to find something to talk about.

But apart from the company, he really couldn't think of any topic that he knew and his father happened to be interested in.

Fortunately, Norman didn't need him to find topics.

After a short pause, he asked directly: "Harry, I remember, you have a good friend named Peter Parker?"

"Yeah, Peter and Pooh have always been my best friends." Harry replied honestly.

"Whenever you have time, after school, invite him to our house as a guest." Norman said.

"Are you kidding me?"

Harry was amazed: "You've never been interested in my friends..."

"But they're your friends, Harry!"

Norman said emphatically, which finally made his voice less cold and more like a father: "You are my son, Harry. Let me meet your best friends and thank them personally , taking care of you for so many years."

"Oh my God, Dad! You..." Harry couldn't help but twitched his lips slightly.

He nodded excitedly and happily: "Okay, okay, they are definitely willing to come."

"After you book a time, let me know in advance."

Norman continued gently: "See you later, son. And... rest early, don't be in the movie screening room again, doing performance art alone."

"It's all right, Dad!" Harry smiled sheepishly.

He responded briskly and joyfully, "No...I promise, I won't be so ridiculous this time...this time."

Norman hung up the phone with satisfaction.

He paused thoughtfully on a part of the laboratory surveillance video...

In the paused big screen, Peter grinned and touched his neck, where a spider was biting deeply.

"God, Jesus, Mary..."

Peter hugged Uncle Ben tightly incoherently: "Thank God, you're fine!"

Uncle Ben hugged the terrified Peter in shock, unable to recover for a while.

On the other side, Pooh looked at Uncle Ben's savior with shining eyes, with an expression of admiration.

Standing in the shadows is the archer, whose black clothes almost blend into the night, with sharp facial features under the purple goggles, and a compound bow tightly held in his hand, shining with a faint cold light.

It was he who shot an arrow in time just now, and shot the robber's hand holding the gun through.

"Hi!" Pooh waved his hands excitedly, and said gratefully, "Thank you for saving Uncle Ben."

But the archer ignored him at all with a silent expression, just turned around flatly, and walked in front of the robber who drew his gun just now.

The robber was rolling on the ground clutching his bleeding hand, wailing in pain.

The arrow was stuck in the middle of his palm.

The archer calmly picked up the gun that had fallen on the ground, put it in a safe place, and then found a rope. Regardless of the robber's struggle, he tied him up on the ground.

Finally, he pulled out the arrow abruptly, and amidst the other party's screams, he handsomely inserted the arrow back into his quiver, intending to turn around and leave.

"Wait, I heard people say that the arrows you shoot have always hit the target."

Pooh suddenly stopped him: "Really?"

Archer, who has been carrying out secret missions as a SHIELD field agent and has never officially appeared in public before, can no longer keep silent.

There was a look of surprise on that serious face, he subconsciously clenched his bow, raised his head abruptly, and asked vigilantly and cautiously, "Do you know me?"

"I don't know, I just made it up."

After getting a response from the other party as he wished, Pooh smiled and gave a jaw-dropping answer.

Under the other party's stare, he didn't care at all, but introduced himself with a bright smile: "You can call me Pooh, Archer! I just want to know you, has anyone said that you look very handsome when shooting arrows? "

The expression on the archer's face suddenly became weird.

His partner, Natasha, the black widow, happened to be standing not far away.The red-haired female agent couldn't help but let out bursts of uncontrollable laughter in his ears through the special invisible contact headset: "Oh my God, this kid is trying to talk to you, Hawkeye! This skill, this talent It’s almost self-taught, and he has reached the pinnacle. He really deserves to be Stark’s son! The field agents of SHIELD, especially you, should study hard. We are engaged in intelligence, don’t be all day long I only know how to hit hard, how to strike up a conversation, how to subtly get close..."

She admired from the bottom of her heart and said, "Amazing, I want to suggest to Hill that I will find someone from the Stark family to give you a training session another day."

Hawkeye, who was accused of only knowing head-to-head, rolled his eyes in his heart, and secretly retorted: "Sorry, I'm in charge of murder, not intelligence, we have different jobs!" '.

But he really regretted that after finishing the mission in New Mexico, instead of taking the short vacation of a few hours, he was encouraged by Natasha to join in the fun and accompany her to evaluate the behavior of the "Son of Iron Man" .

Because, looking at Pooh with a simple face and a bright smile, who is still a half-grown child...

At this moment, he and Captain America are absolutely synchronized in their thoughts: 'Is the education in the United States still working now?Didn't the teacher teach them, not full, not to chat up grown men with offensive weapons indiscriminately? '

At this time, Uncle Ben and Peter finally came to their senses, and they walked over with a little excitement, and were about to solemnly thank the archer.

At the same time, with the scream of the robber, the number of onlookers gradually increased, and the siren sounded...

The archer, who found it troublesome, immediately frowned and took a few steps back.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around without hesitation, ran towards a small alley quickly, and disappeared into the depths of the dark alley in the blink of an eye. .

Peter vaguely felt that he should be able to catch up, but considering Uncle Ben beside him, he stopped after only a slight movement.

Pooh stood beside him, sighed softly, and said in a low voice, "Oh, it's a pity I didn't ask for contact information."

"Pooh!" Peter suddenly lost his serious mood and yelled feebly.

"I'm joking." Pooh blinked: "It's just a feeling, in modern society, men who use cold weapons, cool~!"

That night,

Following Tony Stark's observation report...

Black Widow Natasha took time out of her busy schedule to successfully complete a small task - to submit a short-term evaluation report on Vinivic.

Ignore the basic information of those backgrounds...

Personality analysis: Optimistic and cheerful, not like a Stark with a normal mentality, with healthy moral values... Occasionally do some impulsive things, most of them are harmless.Too young, somewhat unstable, with playboy potential, in another form.

Preliminary assessment: non-hazardous.

Nick Fury tapped his finger on the table thoughtfully, not surprised by the contents of the report.

After S.H.I.E.L.D discovered the existence of Pooh, it has been continuously and patiently watching the boy's growth for almost two years.Therefore, this report is only used for the final confirmation.

Pooh always thought that he was very lucky. He was adopted by the kind Stacey's family just after his mother passed away.

But in fact, in order to find him a suitable and reliable foster family, S.H.I.E.L.D. made a lot of effort.

And this kid didn't disappoint.

In addition to his sexuality which is different from ordinary people, compared with Tony, an arms dealer who was almost dissolute in his early life and had no moral concepts, he was as kind and lovely as a little angel. He lived an optimistic and positive life and treated others with enthusiasm...

That's why.

Two years later, when he met Captain America by chance, Nick Fury acquiesced in their contact.

Firstly, this is really helpful for the American team to integrate into the modern society; secondly, the American team can always bring positive influence to the people around them.

The director doesn't have high demands on the latter, he just hopes that this child will never be like his biological father in the future, with a bad temper, difficult and troublesome.

This is a dark card.

After all, S.H.I.E.L.D. neither does white work nor has so much kindness.In terms of the value of this child at the time, only when the Stark Group really had a major problem that affected social stability, would it be taken out to stabilize the situation or seek some benefits.

But who knows, because of the kidnapping incident in Afghanistan, Tony's prodigal son turned around, changed his ways, completely quit the arms manufacturing industry, and instead entered the energy industry. The once notorious Stark Industries Group was completely reorganized...

Even, by accident, they have reached a cooperative relationship with Aegis.

When the enemy and the enemy were unknown before, it was understandable to do anything.

But now that it has become an ally, it would not be kind enough for Aegis to continue to conceal the existence of Pooh.

But at the same time, the change of Tony's identity brought new problems to SHIELD.

In the past, Pooh's identity was only considered as: 'One of the future share heirs of the Stark Group. '

But now there is another possibility for his identity: "One of the next Iron Man heirs." '

As the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury inevitably thinks deeper and takes a longer view.

Compared with choosing a person who doesn't know who will inherit the name of "Iron Man" in the future, he is very optimistic about this... a child who has been observed by himself, Aegis arranged the living environment, and was personally taught by the US team .

If the Avengers plan is really successful, then, with the first generation, there will be a second generation, and a third generation...

This is the original reason why he decided to promote the reunion of father and son.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the report again, and suddenly found that Natasha was at the bottom, and marked a line of beautiful small characters with a pen——

(Note: If you need to get closer to or win over the target person, it is recommended to send a handsome male agent, which will have twice the result with half the effort. Because there is an 80.00% possibility that Vinevich will take the initiative to throw himself into the net and strike up a conversation.)

So, the black director calmly took out a mirror from the drawer, looked at himself in the mirror, and felt that he met the standard of a 'handsome and handsome male agent'.

He couldn't help thinking seriously: 'This time, should I do it myself? '