[Comprehensive British and American] When station B dominates superheroes

"Hey Sylvia, don't you really think about joining us [Purple Sweet Potato Cult]?"

At lunch time, Sylvia, who bought a new textbook from the Bookstore with a bitter face, was stopped by a classmate of the same major, Isa.

The triple-digit US dollar price of the original textbook gave the girl a burst of crit, but now the word "Purple Sweet Potato Teaching" gave her a new crit combo, which made her even maintain the "faceless face" that she had always maintained very well. "Expression" also showed cracks.

"No, there's no need, Isa." Sylvia held the textbook, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "You know, I don't have any beliefs, and I don't plan to have one more."

Isa is one of the members of the Purple Sweet Potato Church. Ever since she met Sylvia in a certain public elective class, she has worked very hard and enthusiastically to recruit her into the school. The reason is "I don't know why I always feel that you look familiar." , which made Sylvia frightened because her vest fell off.

"Oh..." The brown-haired and blue-eyed female classmate Isa let out a dramatic wail, but she quickly recovered and took out another gaudy promotional paper.

"Then [Lightning Super Hero Reserves], let me know? Although the superhero in Dianbo Niang's prophecy looks like a man, maybe we women may become him too! Every weekend there is a big lightning pursuit operation, and the membership fee is very low , the next superhero may be you!"

Sylvia: "..."

Sylvia said weakly: "What is the radio girl..."

Wouldn't it be what she thought?The second scale is about to explode, okay?You have also transitioned from the previous European and American Secondary School to the Japanese Secondary School. Is it really good for you to choose your code name as you like?

Isa snapped her fingers and enthusiastically affirmed Sylvia's guess.

——Successfully make up the knife.

"It's dangerous to find Lightning!" Sylvia said earnestly, and she couldn't imagine that the Gotham mirror image would bring such a wonderful consequence.

"And it's definitely not just because of the lightning that makes such a hero, if you are simply hit by lightning, even if you survive by luck, it will at most give you an extra lightning tattoo without any other effect!!!"

"Oh my god! You're right!" The female classmate suddenly looked stunned.

Sylvia, who didn't think she could convince her at all: succeeded? ? ?

However, it does not.

Yisha only firmly grasped another important point: "You are right, it is definitely not only because of the lightning factor that makes such a hero! We have to carefully observe the video recording of the radio girl to find some other details , the success rate will be even greater when combined! Don’t worry, we won’t start directly until we find the secret formula!”

Sylvia: "..."

Sylvia: "...as long as you are happy."

Anyway, you can't find that recipe...

The reason why Barry Allen became the Flash is only because the Lightning and the Speed ​​Force chose him, not because he matched the Speed ​​Force _(:зゝ∠)_

……

"Our exclusive live broadcast, Spider-Man appeared on the Staten Island Ferry, fighting criminals in front of more than a dozen FBI agents..."

After finally waiting for Isa to give up enrolling her in the church and to leave, Sylvia was stopped by the TV at the front desk before leaving the Bookstore.

The word "Spiderman" came to her ears, and Sylvia turned around abruptly, looking straight at the TV screen—fortunately, there were many students who moved similarly to her, so her reaction was not too abrupt.

The cashier who was checking out, the students who were waiting to be checked out, and the students who were still queuing up outside the blue line holding textbooks all turned their eyes to the big screen.

At this moment, no one is urging the cashier to check out, and everyone moves very neatly, staring at the blue and red figure closely.

The camera has been following the young Chaoying in the center of the screen, so the whole picture quality is a little shaken, but this does not prevent everyone from seeing what he did and hearing what he said.

The hero in tights moved neatly, and the spider silk shot out stuck the heads of one or two criminals, and then pulled them backwards to make them bump into each other, and they all fainted.

"Are you all right? I'm sorry I tried too hard!" The little spider who finished this action smiled and apologized, and the lively soda sound was a bit distorted due to the relay of the mask and recording equipment.

Another man attacked Spider-Man with a weird purple weapon from behind him, but Spider-Man seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and he backhanded a spider ball without even looking.

"Hey! Hey! Sneaking is not a good habit! Brother!"

The exploding white spider web stuck the man and the weapon in his hand to the wall, and the weapon made a tooth-piercing muffled sound.

Another big stubbled man holding a gun had a hideous face, and the gun in his hand fired several bullets.

The smell of gunpowder seemed to diffuse through the screen, but the unavoidable Spider-Man standing in the middle of the two rows of parking spaces leaped lightly and landed directly on the ceiling of the lower parking lot.

"You can't hit it, you can't hit it~"

The bullet exploded on the floor and moved up with his position. He bounced again, directly throwing the big man who fired the gun to the ground.

The sharp difference in body shape between the two did not mean the same difference in strength. The muscular man was quickly knocked down and knocked out. All the students watching the live broadcast cheered and applauded.

"Yo Ho! Spider-Man!"

"Spider-Man, I love you!"

……

Everyone is very excited and very confident in "New York City Neighbor" Spider-Man.

Except for Sylvia, who suddenly had a strange expression after hearing the location of "Staten Island Ferry".

—Of course not that she has no confidence in Peter, but because she knows that the "Staten Island Ferry Deal" is not such an easy event.

Do you want to go there?

Sylvia held the textbook, and subconsciously put her knuckles between her front teeth and bit them slowly.

Since coming to this world, she hasn't really interfered with superhero affairs much, except for tragedies that would cause too much, irreparable damage (such as the civil war that would cripple Colonel Rhodes).

——For example, tell Peter the identity of Vulture, tell Black Panther about Wakanda's internal crisis, tell Clark or Bruce about the cause of Superman's death, tell the master that Robin is not dead... etc. (in a coma The Gotham mirror image caused by the following does not count).

On the one hand, it is because the butterfly effect is difficult to predict...

On the other hand, because this is their life.

——Every difficulty that can be overcome is an experience, and every possible opponent is a temper.

It's not that she can tell them what to do if she knows their possible life trajectory, that's not kind, that's too conceited.

Even if there are mistakes in some things, those mistakes are also an opportunity for superheroes to transform.

It's like: anyone can tell the truth, but the real truth can only be understood if you have experienced it yourself and experienced pain.

What's more, Sylvia never felt that she was qualified to judge whether a "mistake" was a "mistake".

Is it wrong for Iron Man to create Ultron?

Is Batman wrong to fear Superman?

Was the Winter Soldier's trial wrong?

Is it wrong for Spider-Man to "do too much" in order to prove himself?

There are no standard answers to these, and life is not a question of judgment. How can there be so many clear True or False?

Her values ​​are only her values, not theirs.

……

Sylvia, who was biting her knuckles, let go of the tips of her teeth.

She was still holding the book, as if she was just a student who had just bought textbooks, was attracted by the TV news, and simply admired Spider-Man—and didn't plan to rush to the scene at the last second.

The little spider on the live news has subdued all the criminals, and the girl can recognize one of the men with a black scorpion tattoo on his neck as the villain "Scorpion".

Some people who were still staying on the edge of the pier and stopped by the FBI cordoned off cheered in unison.

In the lounge on the fourth and fifth floors above the ferry parking lot, passengers who knew what happened also poked their heads out from the upper windows, and shouted "Thank you! Spiderman!" no matter whether they could see clearly below.

On the street closer to the one-way street, "Thriller" and his accomplice woke up faintly in a van with the door removed, only to find themselves surrounded by a group of FBI with guns and handcuffs.

It seems like the perfect finale of a criminal investigation drama - the villain is captured without a fight, and the hero shines brightly.

But it didn't end there.

Behind the FBI vehicles on the one-way street, a number of vehicles were held up—among them a dusty delivery truck.

The truck driver, whose face was mostly covered by the hood, got out of the car and went to the trunk with a cold face. After a while, the fierce wind wheel scratched the cover of the trunk.

The sharp and hard metal wings are as flexible as two legs, "climbing" out of the trunk, and the big wind wheel at the turning point of the wing bone drags this weird "vulture" into the air.

"What the hell is this?!"

The driver at the back of the transport truck opened his mouth wide in surprise, and subconsciously wanted to reverse the car, but was blocked on the road, so he had to abandon the car in a panic and flee.

Vulture ignored them.

Against the alarmed FBI's warnings and guns, he held a Chitauri gun that was obviously much more sophisticated than those traded weapons, and he shot a gun on the wrist that was clasped by Jing Ji.

"Oh!"

……

"Oh!"

Horror flicked his liberated wrist, and directly knocked down the surrounding FBIs with his concussion glove.

"Get out of here quickly." The vulture, who flew past him and threw off the bullets of the FBI behind him, scolded in a deep voice, "We'll settle the score when we go back."

About why the vultures are here...

As the boss, his subordinates came out to do private work behind his back, of course he had a way to know.

Vulture came here to teach Thriller a lesson. He didn't expect the FBI and Spider-Man to disrupt the situation, which made him suffer for many years.

Now Vulture's heart is wishing to shoot the horror directly, but he still has to save him.

——He didn't want to kill people during the live broadcast, but he might confess to him if he was caught. Vulture didn't want to go to jail and hurt his wife and daughter at all.

Knowing that his boss had scruples, Ji Ji let out a smile, dragged his subordinates, grabbed the car next to him, and walked away.

The camera firmly rebroadcasted this scene, and both Sylvia and Bucky, who was already hiding in the dark, frowned.

——Under the watchful eyes of the TV station, Bucky is not easy to come forward, and he is not from the flying department.

—and Sylvia had no idea that Bucky was there.

"What???"

Peter, who had already got together with the criminal gang and rushed out of the ferry to meet Barnes, was dumbfounded.

"What the hell is this big bird?!"

When the vulture passed by and he was about to fly away, the little spider subconsciously threw two spider threads and grabbed the opponent's wings.

"This isn't fun, kid." The vulture, wearing the weird goggles, gave him a sharkic grin, then slit the web with a criss-cross of flexible metal feathers.

But Peter was stunned by his words. With his five senses, he could naturally distinguish the other party's voice - Liz's father.

friend's father = metal bird = criminal

Although he had predicted it earlier, facing this equation made him stupid for a moment.

Because of the mask, the Winged Man on the opposite side couldn't see his expression, and he didn't know that Spider-Man was his daughter's classmate.

During the short period of time when Peter was in a daze, the vulture keenly grasped his loophole, blasted Peter aside with a blow of purple light beam, flapped his wings and swung away.

……

The flaws are not concealed.

Although letting go of a winged monster, Spider-Man still managed to capture seven underground gangsters.

People still think he's doing a great job, and that he's just not able to fly if he doesn't catch the vulture, and only Sylvia and Bucky notice Peter's hesitation—even if it's only for a few seconds.

"What happened to you just now?"

Unlike Sylvia who was far away at school, Bucky, who met Spider-Man in a certain alley, asked questions directly.

"I..." Peter, who took off his hood, had a tangled expression.

The brown hair drooped messily on the teenager's forehead, making him look a little downcast—even though he had just successfully subdued a group of criminals.

Bucky: "You know him?"

It has to be said that although it has become a mouthful (?), Mr. Barnes's intuition is still very sharp.

Out of trust in the World War II hero, Peter nodded, revealed the identity of the other party, and then explained:

"I could hold him back just now, but I thought, I can't... I can't just be direct... Do you know what I mean, Mr. Barnes?"

Peter Parker looked distressed, and brown eyes stared at him as if asking for advice. Bucky felt that this young Avengers reserve was a bit like a puppy.

"He's my friend's dad and there were reporters around and I had the location of their lair so it wasn't necessary to catch him right now, we all know who Liz's dad is and if you catch him his face would show Then..."

The brown-haired boy's face was flushed red because of his rapid speaking, he looked a little frustrated and a little regretful - but not so regretful, the messy emotions made his expression particularly complicated.

"It's okay." Bucky patted Peter's head with a blunt movement, and the metal palm patted Peter's head with a "bang bang bang" sound, "It's normal to have hesitation, you performed very well today, Steve kept saying You have a bright future."

Peter suddenly looked "Really?" "For example?"

Mr. Dong, who was not good at words, had no choice but to squeeze out a practical compliment: "For example, the movement of pulling your wings today was very neat."

A falcon who is far away in an unknown wilderness carrying out the mission of encircling and suppressing the remnants of Hydra: suddenly his wings become cold :)