[Comprehensive British and American] When station B dominates superheroes

When Sylvia tremblingly pinched off the station b app and finally clicked on Peter's message...

There was no fluctuation in her heart and she even wanted Thomas to go to heaven in a roundabout way.

# A faint smile hangs on the corner of my mouth, that is my lost conscience#

Now that Mr. Bruce has seen this navel (ride) orange (ride), will the day when Da Chao send her to Mars be far behind?

She used to think that Kuaiyin showed the professor (and all the little mutants) the small video of ABO directed by EC to the limit...

Now that I think about it, she was really naive :)

The brunette girl made a serious decision: she will never go to Gotham and Metropolis in her life.

Compared with being able to see the male gods and their abs, saving their lives is more important.

but……

"Peter, what are you doing in Gotham?"

Sylvia sat by the bed in a daze for a long time before finally remembering this strange thing.

She felt that typing was too slow, so she just made a call—fortunately, she was used to backing up her numbers in the cloud, and Peter didn't reject calls from unfamiliar numbers.

After the call was connected, the girl held back for a long time, but she still didn't dare to ask the other party "how is Bruce Wayne's expression?", so she had to ask another question first.

Although it is clear that this is an extremely mixed and stewed universe, under normal circumstances, Sylvia would not consider "the heroes of the Avengers" and "the map on the DC side" together.

Originally, the fact that "the BAU team's search scope included an alien weapons sales gang" last time had already surprised her.

Not to mention the two cities of Gotham and Metropolis are simply "China". In the hearts of fans, they are both magical regions with their own isolation barriers, and what happens will not affect other cities around them.

— as if the Chitauri invasion had nothing to do with her native florists.

The more powerful evidence for this argument is: after Sylvia came to New York, the news she saw on TV and newspapers has always been similar to "Gotham villains have their own country, and they have a soft spot for Batman". argument.

New York news and Gotham news or Metropolitan news do not interfere with each other, each has its own TV station, and there will be no such things as clowns stabilizing time bombs in New York, Penguin gassing West Chester... and so on.

——Everyone has special, special professional ethics as a super villain, addicted to bat-sucking and unable to extricate themselves, guarding their own one-acre three-point land, and doing big things peacefully.

So Sylvia couldn't think of any reason why Spider-Man would go to Gotham.

……

"Well, I'm actually here to compete in the American Academic Decathlon."

On the other end of the phone, Little Spider, who was originally thinking of tipping off the news, was misled by her, and subconsciously removed "high school students" from the "National High School Students Decathlon", without even noticing.

Sylvia: "...huh? In Gotham?"

She must have heard the name correctly?

Isn't the plot of "Decathlon" directly related to the part of "Spider-Man saving his classmates in the tower"?

But think about it, the Chitauri energy crystal nucleus that might explode has been eaten by her, uh, absorbed, it is also a good thing that this high-risk plot is dropped by the butterfly.

Little Spider can't stage another Wayn Tower rescue, can he?

...Bah, bah, don't set the flag, bah!

Peter automatically thought that Thea felt that Gotham was more dangerous, so he was so surprised, and quickly explained:

"Originally, the preliminaries and semi-finals were not held in Gotham, but the biggest sponsor of the finals was the Lex Group. That Mr. Lex Luthor didn't know why he insisted on setting the finals here... "

Just now, Sylvia comforted herself to be calm: "..."

Suddenly, I want to know, this super villain, Mr. Luthor...

Is it Lai Tutu's version or Juanxi's version_(:зゝ∠)_

After coming to New York, there were too many things. She paid attention to superheroes, but forgot to check the information of supervillains.

Peter didn't notice the strange silence of the little friend, and he said happily in the middle of the conversation:

"Mr. Luthor is such a generous and good man. We were supposed to come here by school bus, but last night the Penguin blew up the cross-sea bridge so the school bus couldn't get over—oh, by the way, the cross-sea bridge was funded by the Lex Group—and then Mr. Luthor directly paid for our air tickets and hotel accommodations!...uh."

After he finished speaking, the boy realized that it would be better not to explain if he explained, the more he said, the more dangerous he would be.

Sylvia: "..."

The matter of Penguin blowing up the bridge is another story.

It turned out that Lex Luthor funded the connection between Metropolis and Gotham?

It's okay, this wave of showmanship is very good, if Luthor didn't want to make trouble, she would live broadcast and write the bald version of Xiao Huangwen!

……

Sylvia called Quicksilver to ask for a leave from Professor Hanke.

She asked on the other end of the phone: "... I can't tell on the phone, is there anyone around you now? If there is no one, I will come to you first."

#One second broke the flag of "Don't go to Gotham and Metropolis in this life"#

Peter said "no no no no no" while locking the door and getting ready to pick someone up.

The familiar warm golden color flashed past, and in the next second, the girl with long black curly hair and shawl was standing firmly on the large Nordic-style carpet in the suite.

The little spider who habitually made a ready gesture for receiving people: "...cough." He retracted his arm pretending to be natural and pretending that nothing happened.

"Hey Peter... what the hell!"

Sylvia, who opened her eyes to say hello, was suddenly frightened and uttered a sentence in Chinese.

Peter, who can understand this frequently occurring Chinese word, asked, "Why... what's wrong?"

He followed the girl's gaze, and on the coffee table beside the bed, the note pad with "Wayne Hotel" printed in cursive font was particularly conspicuous.

Recalling Bruce Wayne's eyes as if he saw a ghost in the middle of the night after hearing the "bilibili" beep...

Even though he knew it shouldn't be, Peter couldn't help but smile: "Pfft——"

Sylvia Dead Fisheye: "..."

She really didn't know whether it was "she didn't dare to die and came to the Wayne Hotel after Bruce Wayne saw her cut of super-bat meat" had more slots, or "Lex Luthor paid for Spider-Man to stay at the hotel." Batman's Hotel" has more slots.

The brown-haired boy was still there, "hahahahahaha", Sylvia, who was laughed at, grabbed the pillow on the sofa and flew over with a "swoosh".

What power can a pillow have?

In particular, apart from being more sensitive to five senses, Sylvia has no bonuses such as strength enhancement.

But just such a pillow that flew past slowly, Peter didn't even dodge it. After being hit in the face, he took the time to cooperate with "Ah~~~" and was directly smashed on the bed. Silence Half a ring, and then suddenly continued the explosive "ha ha ha ha ha ha hiccup".

It can be said that it is the essence of drama.

Peter's voice has a very youthful soda sound, and his laughter sounds like countless popping candies bouncing in his ears, scratching people from eardrum to auricle.

Sylvia didn't take back the gesture of throwing the pillow, but was suddenly caught by the laughter.

She looked at the boy on the bed uncontrollably, under the fluffy brown curly hair, the pair of brown eyes narrowed with a smile, the parts that leaked the color shone, and his face was full of vigor.

The girl's movements were fixed in place, looking at Peter's appearance...

Suddenly, she felt that there was something that she had been ignoring and buried in a small clean cave, and finally saw the light leaking from the leak, unwilling to be lonely, she quietly stretched out a tentacle.

It tickled her heart slightly.

……

Iron Man, Professor X, Black Widow, Captain America...

Of all the superheroes Sylvia has known, Peter is the one she is most familiar with.

First of all, he was a "little fan" she met before she came to New York, and he was always molested in the private message column of station b; secondly, the two of them were about the same age and had the most conversations; thirdly, the little spider had a very easy-going personality. After all, he has only become a superhero not long ago, and he has been an ordinary student before, so there is no pressure to be a little friend.

The two complained together, caught bad guys together, called Tony Dad (...), flew around New York together, and solved messy annoying things together...

Although Professor Tie Can'er, Captain Widow and even Fei Jiu (?) are very reliable, Sylvia still has an attitude of "sorry to bother them" most of the time.

Although I really, really like it very much, but I am afraid that my abruptness will trouble them.

——After all, there are so many important things for heroes, and so many crises hidden behind them, she always feels that her troubles are too small to handle.

Even if she knows, if she speaks out, they will definitely take it seriously and help her find a solution...

She also still feels that it would be better if the heroes could have it easier, and if she could do more without bothering them... even better.

— But she can't do it.

Little spiders are different.

It's not that Spider-Man doesn't have important things without crises, but...

She felt that she could help him too, he helped her solve her troubles, and she could help solve his.

Although they are not that mature, they are not that experienced, they all stumble and make mistakes...

But they know where to go.

Over time, except when Peter was wearing a spider suit...

Sylvia almost forgot that he was also the one she had secretly poked in her heart and cherished it most. She watched every frame of the movie and wished to edit every fighting action into a high-burning video. Everyone's hero.

#I’m so sorry, my spider#

Although a little guilty, and although she couldn't tell the reason, Sylvia still felt...she preferred this state.

They can be close, just like New Yorkers are close with "good neighbor" Spider-Man.

——he was something she could reach out and touch...

light bulb :)

……

"Bulb" was tired of laughing.

He noticed that his little friend was standing by the bed and looking at him like this, his cheeks seemed to be flushed with anger, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat.

#He's afraid that the ridicule is too much and Xi Ya is angry#

Feeling a bit carried away, the little spider quickly lowered his head: "Thea, I was wrong!"

Sylvia, who hadn't cleared her thoughts for a long time and was suddenly awakened by his words: "..." What?

Peter: "..." So not angry?

Peter decisively dragged the sofa over for her to sit on, and changed the subject by the way: "What did you say on the phone that you couldn't tell?"

"Oh yes, it's about Lex Luthor, he's actually a super villain...but I actually admire him."

——Lex Luthor almost fights against the gods with his own strength, and his motives are difficult to judge simply by "right or wrong";

——Scientists can always see some futures that ordinary people can't see, so it's hard to say whether he is good or bad.

"But, leaving aside his original intention for the time being, Luthor really has always wanted to kill all superpowers, especially Superman... Be careful in Gotham, Peter."

While talking, Sylvia took out her mobile phone and started to Google "Lex Luthor" information, and checked the distribution of villains in Gotham by the way.

She was actually a little confused in her heart, and she deliberately avoided meeting Peter's gaze.

However, the brown-haired boy whose face was stunned by the big news (drama) did not notice this detail, and he was still immersed in the subversion of the three views of "the super-kind entrepreneur he thought was a super-villain" .

"The Harley Quinn is being held? Is the Suicide Squad also there?"

Sylvia casually clicked on the Gotham News and saw news about clowns. Yesterday, the popularity of Penguin blowing up the cross-sea bridge was still there, but the search volume for the name "Joker" was still high even if he didn't come out to make trouble top of the list.

"...Oh, fortunately, the clown is not Heath Ledger's version." After seeing the prison photo of the clown girl whose hair was dyed red and blue, she decisively searched for the clown's photo to confirm her guess.

It's not that Jared Leto's version of the clown isn't scary, but the original Ugly Lord... is simply Sylvia's childhood shadow.

A stylish clown in a suit and leather shoes met a clown with mottled makeup and messy green hair...

It's okay to have weak legs just by looking at it.

She really, really doesn't want to meet the Joker at all.

……

"Zi La... Zi La..."

Suddenly, the TV in the bedroom turned on automatically, and the original good TV screen was replaced by flickering snowflakes.

After the strange distortion of light and shadow, the face of a man with a pale face, fluorescent green hair combed back meticulously, and silver teeth flashing with an exaggerated smile suddenly occupied the entire rectangular screen.

"Ah...Gotham..."

A strange tone came from the loudspeaker.

The same voice came from countless places in Gotham, in the streets and alleys, in the homes of the citizens, in the shop windows, and on the LED display screens in the squares.

"Long time, long time, no see..."

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