[Comprehensive] The system wants me to breastfeed all over the world

Peter Parker put the contents of the shopping cart on the cash register, and after the cashier had scanned the codes of each item, he glanced at the bill, counted enough change from his wallet, and settled the bill.

Detergent, hand sanitizer, eggs, cereal... Peter silently ticked off the shopping list in his mind one by one. The large paper bag full of them almost blocked his sight. Arms tightened a little, and it was difficult to look past the shopping bags to identify the road.

Originally, there were not so many things on the list given by Aunt Mei, but the supermarket rolled paper was being discounted, and he bought a big pack without hesitation as a thrifty housekeeper, and the family would not need to buy paper for the next month.

Speaking of saving money, Peter suddenly realized that his camera lens was scratched and should have been replaced a long time ago, and many miscellaneous parts also needed to be purchased a new batch.Having some money-burning hobbies is enough to trouble a poor student for a long time, even if his precious video camera is second-hand from a flea market, and an old one in the corner of his room seems to be from the last The desktop computer from Century Travel was also picked up from the garbage dump by him and assembled by himself.

Anyway, money is everywhere, isn't it?

He was so poor recently that he almost ate dirt on the ground. No, Peter has always been poor and ate dirt. The difference is only the priority of eating dirt.

Maybe........he should find another part-time job?

Peter thought in distress, being a good student and a superhero has already kept him busy.

It can be even more difficult to find time in this situation, not to mention that superhero is a profession with irregular hours.It's not that Peter has never worked part-time jobs with fixed time and stable income, but he was fired by his boss after he often skipped various shifts to save the world during his part-time job.

The main income of Peter's private coffers is still from selling photos of Spider-Man. It would be great if he could have a job that pays quickly and doesn't have too strict requirements on time.

New York should really pay them a handsome salary for these superheroes who uphold justice and protect peace.No no no, this is still a joke, New York's good neighbor Spiderman saves the world without asking for anything in return.Peter pulled back his divergent thinking,

"Hey..." Peter's sigh seemed to be tainted with poverty.

Peter cast his eyes on the ground of the street, and he was still having a headache about finding a part-time job.At this moment there was a commotion in the crowd behind him.

The man in the hood hugged the women's handbag in his arms, buried his head and ran desperately towards the crowded place, regardless of how many people he bumped into along the way.

Relying on his keen spider sense, Peter dodged sideways before the man bumped into him, and the shopping bag survived.

Obviously, this is a robbery incident.

The righteous Peter Parker wanted to catch up subconsciously, but the two huge shopping bags in his hands prevented him from moving.Fortunately, there was a newsstand next to Peter at the moment.

"Hey, please keep it for me." The young man's voice drew back the boss who was attracted by the commotion of the crowd, but when he turned around, he saw two shopping paper bags and a schoolbag on the magazine stand.

Newsstand owner: ? ? ?

He looked around but couldn't find the owner of this pile of things.

It was getting late and he was planning to close the stall, and now there was another troublesome thing.

The newsstand owner just started to complain, but the exclamation of the people in front of the street caught his heart that loves to watch the excitement again.

"Oh my god, look, it's Spider-Man!" Someone exclaimed, instantly making the red figure the focal point.

The extremely sticky spider web entangled the robber's ankles, and he fell heavily on the ground due to inertia, "Man, with all due respect, Cinderella at twelve o'clock can't run as fast as you." A joking Voices rang above his head.

Spider-Man's light-hearted tone doesn't sound like he's fighting criminals at all, but more like the small talk of a walk in the garden.

The man twisted his body, stretched his hand into his arms, and was about to draw out his gun for the final resistance. The man's movements naturally couldn't escape seeing Peter, and he waved his hands exaggeratedly, "No, no, don't do this, this dangerous It’s better not to take out the toys.”

The man took out the gun and aimed it at Spider-Man's wrist when he was firmly nailed to the ground by the spider silk. Peter kicked the hand/gun away neatly, and calmly picked up the handbag from the man's arms, "I wish you to do it tonight. Nice dream, um... at the police station, of course."

Peter returned the handbag to the woman who was robbed, "I hope this little episode didn't ruin this beautiful evening."

The lady took the handbag and thanked her with a blushing face.

Peter bent down, and the gentleman said: "A good neighbor in New York is always at your service." After speaking, he shot a spider's thread to a high place, and disappeared after turning into an alley.

The unreserved praise of Spider-Man from the people on the street reached Peter's ears. No one doesn't like to be praised. Peter Parker was so flattered in his heart that he swung away towards home in two or three strokes.

No, he seems to have forgotten something......

The owner of the newsstand was still stretching his head to see the commotion caused by the appearance of Spider-Man. In the blind spot of his sight, under the cover of night, a strand of spider silk took away the two shopping bags and schoolbags that were pressed on the magazine. The second spider thread appeared again, and a copy of the New York Daily was missing from the newsstand, and there were still a few coins left, which happened to be the money for a newspaper.

The boss who noticed the sound of coins turned his head, the pile of things in the magazine was gone, replaced by a few coins.The owner of the newsstand put away the coins and murmured in bewilderment, "What the hell."

Only half a street away from home, Peter held the shopping bag in his arms to prevent things from spilling out, and an afterimage flickered at the edge of his vision as he was still wandering in the air.

"Buzzing..." This is the sound of insect wings vibrating at high speed.

Peter felt as if he had bumped into something, like a bird.Before Peter could react, the tough spider silk broke without warning. In order to stabilize his figure, Peter quickly shot another strand of spider silk towards the wall. When his body stopped falling, Peter quickly fixed the shopping bag with the spider silk.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the buzzing sound sounded again, and the spider silk broke again.Peter shoots the web again, and the web continues to break!Peter's line of sight finally caught this "little bird" that was moving so fast that it was only an afterimage. It was this strange-looking "bird" that pecked off his spider web—as if revenge Peter for bumping into it.

Fortunately, the height from the ground was not too high at this time, and Spider-Man finally landed on the ground in a not-so-elegant posture.

Peter landed in a deserted alley, and the animal that caused him to land in this situation hovered in front of Peter's line of sight, and only afterimages could be seen with the fluttering of its small wings.I don't know if it's Peter's illusion, but he sees a very humane sarcasm in its bright black eyes.

Peter flung a cobweb into its face and was easily dodged. After that, no matter how fast Peter shot, none of them hit.After avoiding all the spider threads, it hovered in place again, staring at Peter Parker with its small dark eyes.

If Peter still didn't feel the deep irony, he must be blind.

Peter Parker: What the hell is this! ! !

The office of the top-level president of Osborn Enterprises.

Harry Osborn was reviewing the document, but his hands were trembling more and more recently so that he could no longer ignore it, and the name on the signature of the document was drawn out of the scope of the paper with the last stroke.Harry became angry for no reason, and slammed the expensive pen on the desk, splashing ink on the document.

Behind him was the huge glass floor-to-ceiling windows. He turned the chair 180 degrees, and the bustling night scene of New York was reflected in his eyes, but Harry's eyes were completely devoid of brilliance.

He frowned subconsciously, with an unconcealable look of fatigue between his brows, propping his arms on the armrest of the office chair, and gently rubbing his forehead.

It's been a week, and he hasn't heard from the girl at all. It's not like he hasn't asked Peter for help during this period, but Peter replied that he would come to him as long as she pulled away recently.

How long do we have to wait... Will I stop looking for him...

Harry's mouth curled into a straight line.

"Hey, Harry, remember me?" the girl's lilting voice sounded after Harry Os himself.

Harry paused slightly with his fingers pressing his forehead. He was sure that not only his office, but even this floor had no one but himself, and it was impossible to enter without a pass card.

After seeing clearly the figure of the girl in the glass, Harry turned around incredulously. He squinted his eyes and uncontrollably landed on the girl's gleaming colorful hair.

His mind went blank for a few seconds, Harry looked at Luo Fang's iconic mask, and asked uncertainly, "... mask angel?"

It's been a long time since I've heard this title, Luo Fang nodded reluctantly, wanting to struggle a bit more in terms of titles, "I think titles like Universal Nurse sound better."

It's really her!

Harry stood up excitedly, "I've been waiting for you."

Luo Fang quickly waved her hand, "Hey, sit down, President." She scratched her head embarrassingly, and continued: "I've had a little problem here these days, and I'm really sorry that it took so long to come to you."

Faced with Luo Fang's sincere apology, Harry said he didn't care too much (in fact, he cared to death), Luo Fang walked around the desk, "Then I started the treatment?"

Harry nodded, straightened his back, and sat upright like a primary school student who strictly obeyed the teacher's requirements, "Do you need me to do anything?"

Luo Fang was amused by Harry's serious expression, "Just give me your hand, you don't need to be so nervous, and you don't need to prick the needle."

The still serious president nodded, rolled up his sleeves and put his arms on the table.

Infected by his nervousness, Luo Fang couldn't help correcting his expression, imitating the old Chinese doctor's posture and putting his hand on Harry's pulse.In fact, it's the same wherever she puts her hands, as long as she can touch them, but Luo Fang thinks it's better to look professional in such a serious atmosphere.

Under such close contact, Harry secretly glanced at Luo Fang's eyes that seemed to be shining, and then he was stuck in these colorful eyes and couldn't get out. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Harry would never believe in human beings Eyes can show so many colors.What's more, the colors in these eyes are constantly colliding and merging, and the bits and pieces in them seem to be contained in the entire universe.Harry clearly remembered that the eyes in his impression were definitely not this color.

The same is true of her hair, which was originally a flame-like red, but even now that it has become colorful, it still gives people a feeling of being as dazzling as it should be.

Could it be that she went to dye her hair during this period of time?

It also comes with a pair of eye contact lenses.

#Say good first milk me, but you secretly dyed your head#

Under the influence of Mary Sue's halo, the CEO's brain circuit began to become more and more strange.This halo must be broken to bring people's brain circuits into this way!

But having said that, this hair color is really beautiful!

"Huh? You're not the first to say that, thank you." Harry noticed that he didn't know when he had spoken his heart.

Luo Fang was not much moved by the president's compliment, probably because everyone she met would confess her hair... Hey, what's the matter with this sudden heart fatigue.

Seeing that Luo Fang withdrew his hand, Harry asked uncertainly, "Is this the end?" It only took a few seconds.

Luo Fang nodded, "It's over. You're healthy now, and you'll have no problem living to be 80 years old." Not only that, the genetic disease in Osborne's family is now over, and his descendants will no longer suffer from genetic diseases.

If...if his father could tell him about the family's genetic disease earlier, instead of telling him before he died, would his father also have such an ending... .

[The map has been scanned, and the area with abnormal energy fluctuations has been marked, please host the animal as soon as possible before causing panic. 】

The map of New York was presented in front of Luo, and several large and small light spots were scattered on the top of the map.

Seeing that Harry fell into silence, maybe he was recalling something, Luo Fang didn’t want to disturb her, she clicked on the spot on the map that was closest to her, and teleported away. She also had a bunch of strange animals, etc. Let her subdue (seduce).

It wasn't until Harry Osborn pulled his thoughts out of his memories that he realized that Luo Fang had left. Facing the huge office, Harry tapped his fingers on the table, and Luo Fang's colorful hair brought him The shock gave him a sudden impulse.

An irresistible urge.

He...... also wants to get a perm......

The author has something to say:

The president has been played badly hahahahahahaha (this is all the fault of Mary Su's halo)

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