[Zhongyingmei] It's not a slime!

after an hour.

Peter: ...

Ruby: ...

Both of them stared blankly at the pile of waste paper in front of them.

The thing is, because their bizarre adventure last night was too dangerous, there were various situations such as explosion and drowning, which directly caused the five thousand dollars they earned last night to become a pile of pitted and messy waste paper .

Just 5 minutes ago, the two of them were planning to use the money to buy a basket of fruit for Uncle Ben.

But now, the two stared at each other, met the doubtful eyes of the fruit shop owner, and put the fruit basket back in embarrassment.

Peter walked out of the fruit shop silently, facing the cold wind blowing from the Atlantic Ocean, and walking on the streets of New York, he only felt that what was scattered and trampled was a dream.

Ruby: "Peter, don't pay too much attention to it, some people are born without luck, it's not your fault..."

Peter: "Tears, spewed out..."

Think about what happened in just a few days: I bought a new computer-it was stolen; I made 5000 yuan-it was burned out.Suddenly Peter began to believe that there really was such a thing as born poor.

The humble little spider wept online.

"It's okay, Uncle Ben won't blame you." Ruby said, "Uncle Ben's greatest expectation for you should be that you are healthy and happy, and get a scholarship or something by the way."

Peter: "..."

prize!study!gold!

These three words were like three sharp knives, piercing Peter's heart full of holes.

Peter walked desperately in the cold wind on the streets of New York, crying against the wind: "It's over, I didn't have time to participate in that programming competition...the scholarship is gone, everything is gone..."

System: Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, alas!

Ruby: Ah... I was wrong, huh.

……

Of course, poverty did not affect Peter's good mood for the time being.

After experiencing the ups and downs last night, Peter felt that there was no obstacle in his life that he couldn't overcome.Isn't it just a few thousand dollars!What's so difficult about making money? He's still just a high school student. Maybe in two years he'll be able to go to Osborne Industries, or even Stark Industries for an internship?

At that time, an annual salary of one million is not a dream, and you can even work overtime every day to enjoy the blessings, wouldn't it be wonderful?

So, in the next few days, Peter, who had adjusted his mentality, went to school, took care of Uncle Ben with Aunt May, and found time to adapt to the new strength in his body.

However, this power came without a clue, and he didn't know what was going on. At the beginning, he couldn't even distinguish his own power from Ruby's.

In order for him to better adapt to his own power, Ruby possessed himself on a passing crow and stood proudly on Peter's head, accompanying him to familiarize himself with his own abilities.

So, Ruby the Crow witnessed the following hilarious scenes, contracting her laughing points for a whole year:

For example, in order to test the jumping ability, Peter, who climbed to the top of the building, looked at the roof of another building opposite, and did a full 10 minutes of mental construction for himself. His mentality collapsed, and he returned the same way in despair.

Peter: This is not called backtracking, this is called tactical retreat!

For example, in order to test his climbing ability, Peter found an apartment building that looked like it was still being renovated and no one lived in it, and happily climbed to the tenth floor in one breath. When he passed by the window of a resident, he was regarded as a peep , A glass and the glass window almost smashed Peter on the spot.

Peter: Heroes are lonely and incomprehensible, that's okay, I can stand it!

For another example, in order to produce spider silk, Peter conducted many experiments and encountered various failures.The worst one was that the spider silk jet was blocked, and Peter, who was hanging in the air, couldn't get out after pressing it for a long time; he violently hit the hammer, and a big spray came out, which directly covered his entire face in white. , causing Peter, who lost his sight, to fall headlong into the trash can in the alley.

Peter: ...failure is the mother of success!

The crow Ruby who flew in the air and witnessed all this died laughing on the spot: "Gah! Wow! Wow! Wow wow!"

Before he finished laughing, he was attacked by a slingshot from a bear kid on the side of the road: "Stinky crow, don't bark. If you call me, I will be unlucky today!"

Ruby exploded on the spot: "Smelly brats, you deserve it! I want to quack, I want to quack, I want to quack!"

To the ears of others, this crow has been screaming non-stop, which sounds extremely sad and unlucky.

Peter quickly crawled out of the trash can, tore off the white lump on his face, and stopped the brats while tearing it up: "Hey! Don't abuse small animals, you guys, go away!"

The bear kids made faces at him, put away their slingshots and ran away.

Peter hugged the little black crow into his arms, rubbed her shiny black and glossy feathers: "Ruby, they didn't hit you, did they?"

Ruby: "Quack! Quack quack!"

Peter: ...

It was only then that Ruby realized that she hadn't established a connection with Peter, so she quickly retracted into his body, and Peter understood what she was saying just now.

Ruby: "Hahahahahahaha Peter your face!"

Peter, who just crawled out of the trash can with white unidentified organic matter hanging on his face: "..."

He knew that he shouldn't worry about this heartless guy!

……

Right now, on the other side.

"Found it." Natasha leaned lazily on the seat, holding a tablet computer with a sense of technology in her hand, which displayed top-secret intelligence information entries——

【Ruby】

Race: Symbiote (information missing)

Position: Pro-Earth

Status: dead (doubtful)

Features: Seduction (resistable), reinforcement, host dominance (resistable)

Former Host: Steve Rogers

Natasha drew a question mark behind Steve Rogers' name, and then pulled in another person's information bar and placed it behind the question mark. She raised her head and looked at Shi who was staring at the computer screen in a daze. tif.

"Peter Parker..." She read out the name, "If that is really your little alien, her current host body should be this high school student."

Steve felt his hand holding the back of the chair sweat slightly.

Ever since he saw that video this morning, his heart has been pounding. He didn't know whether it was because of nervousness or something else. He was just seeing that familiar, super fierce little alien At the moment, I feel that my rationality has turned into a blank.

Is it really her?

Is she still alive?

But she was obviously burned to ashes in front of him.

Perhaps, their symbionts are different from humans, and there is some strange way to escape or resurrect?

Steve didn't dare to have too much expectation, he knew that Ruby was not the only symbiote, maybe it was just her kind; but he couldn't help but hope that this was Ruby, the little alien he was familiar with people.

But what if not?

What if the hope is filled with disappointment?

On the morning when he got the news, he stared at the golden key hanging on the window for a long time, and finally took it, put it in his hand, and made up his mind.

The more you dare not face something, the less you can escape it.He couldn't let his hesitation ruin this opportunity any longer, because he didn't know if it was the only one.

So he immediately used the largest level of intelligence information database available within the scope of his authority, and even made a phone call to a certain billionaire who had a little bit of trouble with him.

Mr. Stark, who was sunbathing on the beach in Dubai, was woken up by a phone call, and almost fell off the beach chair after receiving a call from Steve: "...what, there are aliens in New York? Attacking New York?!"

This day is not letting people live!Can't they attack from another place?Go to the metropolis to find their kind to play, okay, ball ball them!

"No, this alien should be harmless." Steve said, "I just want to borrow your satellite and get a high-definition imaging real-time surveillance of New York."

Tony:  …

Boy, are you interrupting my rare vacation for something like this?

"Yes, yes." Tony breathed a sigh of relief, pushed up the sunglasses that had slipped off the bridge of his nose, sat back on the beach chair, and said slowly, "But it's not cheap, the bill is charged to S.H.I.E.L.D. Is it still in your memory?"

Steve: ...the damn capitalist.

"Keep it in my personal name. This matter is considered a private commission and must be kept secret."

"Okay, the customer is the biggest, you have the final say." Tony said lazily, he opened the built-in holographic screen on the sunglasses, connected to the Stark Industries satellite, and extracted the surveillance that Steve needed.

He quickly found the information Steve was looking for.

In that period of monitoring, a high school student who seemed to be a young high school student ran into a remote and deserted alley, and then in just half a second, he turned into a silver-white body covering nearly two meters The tall monster rushed out at an astonishingly high speed, almost turning into an afterimage.

Even Stark Industries' satellite monitoring screen with a super high frame rate can't fully capture his traces, and it can be said that he comes and goes without a trace.

"...It really has all kinds of weird abilities." He complained, and packaged and sent the entire video to Steve, and also attached a public information of the high school student involved.

After posting, he thought about it, and then glanced at the high school student's name.

"Peter Parker...well, I remember."

……

In this way, Steve got all the information he wanted, so easily, even easier than he imagined.

But at this moment, he suddenly didn't dare to face all this.

What should he do?

Go straight to this kid named Peter Parker and ask him if he was parasitized by a little alien named Ruby?

However, what position does he have to do this?Peter Parker and Ruby did not do anything that endangered public safety. As long as they did not break the law or commit crimes, others could live the way they wanted, and he had no right to criticize them at all.

Or, ask Ruby why she didn't tell him when she wasn't dead?

This is even more ridiculous, you accounted for more than half of the cause of his death, and now you still have the face to question others?If that was really Ruby, and she was really resurrected, then she must have paid an unimaginably huge price. ability.

Steve was in an unprecedented state of confusion.

In the end, he decided to at least give it a try.

At least confirm whether the little alien is Ruby. After all, when he lived with Ruby before, he heard Ruby mention that their race is not as kind and gentle as her.

——Yes, I just want to confirm whether the alien is a security threat.

Steve finally prepared himself mentally. He hurriedly picked up his coat and was about to rush out the door when he remembered that there was Natasha in the room.

He quickly turned back to Natasha and said, "Sorry, Natasha, I need to go to Queens."

Natasha: ...I got it, I got it, the co-author is just a tool to help you record information.

"Go quickly," she said, "don't lose it casually this time."

Steve froze for a moment, nodded towards Natasha, then turned and left the room, heading towards Queens.