Mason and Zakon open their magic suitcases and let the team choose from the various pieces of equipment they can use.

This time it was the real battle, so Mason took out all the potions and all the expensive engineering artifacts he had made during this time.

There's even a couple of clockwork squirrels filled with high-explosive that look delicate but have an unfinished world zoom.

Selena was talking to the two barrels in Barbara, located in the Osborne Tower, instructing them to watch the movements of the cleaners and report them in time, not to rush to the top of their lungs as soon as their brains were hot.

As for Mason, he didn't have much to clean up.

This guy always carries the best things with him.

He would be sitting on a rotten log on the beach with a penguin umbrella, and in front of him, the old spider Peter Parker was crouching, smoking cigarettes one by one, looking very melancholy and complicated.

Like Team K, he was visibly caught off guard by what the Green Goblin had said earlier.

It's still in the process of psychological reconstruction.

Mason put down the binoculars in his hand and stopped looking at the nearly fifty strange-looking flying machines that had been assembled on the sea, and the terrifying thing that was as huge as a floating island behind the sky, slowly rising into the air.

That's supposed to be the cleaner war mothership that the Green Goblin said, just by looking at the size, you know that it's definitely not easy to mess with.

It's a legion!

Just the momentum of the dispatch has proved this, like a black tide that floods the world, without mercy, without emotion, everything turns to ashes everywhere it goes.

"Are you okay?"

Mason estimated how much Osborne's city defense weapon system could take, and then pulled out a bottle of refreshment and poured it into his mouth and asked.

"Did you call me?"

Peter looked up and spat out the smoke ring.

"I don't call you a ghost!"

Mason pursed his lips and patted the rotten wood beside him to signal the old spider to come and sit down, Peter came over with a cigarette in his mouth, and when he approached, Mason made a forbidden gesture, he said:

"I'm seventeen, I'm a minor, and Spider-Man shouldn't smoke this, I'm ruining your lofty impression in my heart."

"Pretentious."

Peter complained, dropped the cigarette butt and sat down next to Mason.

After a few seconds, he said:

"What do you think Norman said?"

"Maybe it's true, but it's also possible that they're just lying to me."

Mason removed the Sorting Hat, which had been humming in his head in a good mood and exploding, and he said:

"But to be honest, I don't care if it's true or not. I took a job before, it was a murderous job, and the target was these cleaners, so this time it can be regarded as a grass and rabbit hunting.

I wouldn't be happy if you asked me to cooperate with the cleaners, so I know it's hard and want to nibble on my teeth, so don't worry about us.

It's you.

If what the old Green Goblin said is true, then Peter, you have wasted your time in the past few years, and you have indeed failed the little opportunity your companions have won for your world.

With your skills, if you had joined the Stars with Black Widow and them, you might have mixed up with A-class personnel by now.

Although it is really not interesting to be a puppet leader in a subordinate organization that is willing to be a hound. ”

"I don't think he's telling the truth."

The old spider rubbed his face and said:

"But I hope in my heart he's telling the truth.

I hope we haven't been shamefully betrayed, and I hope it's all planned in advance so that I can have hope in my former companions.

Oh, my God.

You can't imagine the despair of being left alone against the hordes of the Stars and the Cleaners, and I saw Thomson shattered in his arm and with the biobomb and those bastards killed

I'll never forget. ”

"Forget it, don't think about those unhappy things."

Mason reached out and patted the bearded old spider, took out a set of unopened razors from his bag and threw them at him, pointed to his chin, and said:

"It's going to be a war in a while, and this time there are no friends you trust to accompany you, but I think if you're going to be on the battlefield as a superhero, you should at least maintain a decent look.

Tell me about your spider senses.

You say it's because you're old that it disappears, and to be honest, I'm not convinced, this beastly instinct doesn't disappear so easily once it's acquired.

So, what happened that day so badly that your spider senses degraded? ”

"Me"

The old spider clenched his fists, apparently touched by a terrible memory, and under Mason's gaze, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and whispered as he unsealed the razor:

"I forgot it myself, and it's not quite right to say that, I should have abandoned it. You know I was badly wounded in that battle, and it was Mary Jane and Harry Osborne who dragged me back from the rubble.

Mary Jane doesn't tell you the whole truth.

They weren't supposed to go!

The building was crumbling, but I could have brought out all the people who had gone to save me, but the feeling that it could be fatal at any moment irritated my brain.

It was howling for me to get out of that place immediately, like a living instinct.

I chose to follow the instinct of escape when I should have planned my actions rationally, and I took Mary Jane and Harry with me, but the rest of the people.

I wanted to go back and save them, but I didn't make it, I was injured.

Even Harry in the end.

Call. ”

He let out a long breath, bowed his head and said:

"I became a coward that day, and Spider-Man died that day, and all that survived was a coward named Peter Parker.

I hate myself, Mason.

I hated myself for not dying with the captain and them in that battle, and I bought my life at the cost of losing my friend, leaving Jane and Jane to live in pain for the rest of our lives.

As I began to hate myself, my spider senses waned day by day, until one night three months later, when I was drunk.

I've lost it forever, yay!

What are you doing! ”

The old spider, immersed in the memory, did not notice Mason's small movements, and when he reacted to the sting, the needle in Mason's hand had already pierced his wrist.

As the young man pressed the switch, a tube of blood was collected by him.

Ignoring Old Peter's glare, Mason threw a tube of liquid with only one-third of the liquid left into another syringe and threw it at him, saying:

"If you're lucky, I can give you back what you lost today, but it's only 30 minutes, and you have to make the most of every second. Friendly reminder, this thing hurts.

And there will be a very serious rejection reaction afterwards.

As for thy blood, it shall be a reward. ”

Mason flicked the tube of Spider-Man's blood in front of him and said:

"I'm going to take it back and study it, maybe I can help you bring back the spider senses. Oh, by the way, do you have Wolverine here? X-Men?

Mutants or Inhumans or something? ”

"Nope."

Spider-Man looked at the syringe in his hand and said:

"I've heard outsiders who go to the Vault to recruit people say that there are Spider-Men like me in many other parallel worlds.

I've heard the name Wolverine before.

They say that in many worlds, Wolverine and I are good buddies, and sometimes it's fun to listen to their stories, and when I get drunk, I fantasize about having a friend like that.

Is your life really going to be that exciting? Mason.

Wandering around in colorful parallel worlds as they boast? ”

"It's better than you think, Peter, sometimes it's too exciting to be 'scary.'"

Mason stretched his face and said:

"I've only been in this organization for a month, and I've killed as many people as I am, and their corpses are stacked on top of each other to crush me to death three times.

And just a week ago, I carried out a murder at their headquarters.

Just because my hat tells me those people deserve to die.

See, just saying that makes me feel like I've become a psychopath, take a break, they're coming. ”

Mason stood up, put Spider-Man's blood away and moved his shoulders again, turned to the old spider who had begun to shave, and said:

"Also, do you know what the best thing about being Spider-Man in the apocalypse is?"

"What's good about this?"

The old spider looked up at Mason and said:

"Why didn't I find out?"

"You have to learn to look at things from a different perspective, Peter, it's just that you're in a bad state of mind."

Mason pouted and said:

"In this world, in this situation, you don't have to worry about not being able to earn money to support your family after becoming Spider-Man, and the problems that once plagued your life and Mary Jane are gone.

You don't have to take on a mortgage and car loan, you don't have to worry about Aunt Mei's treatment money, and you don't have to think about where your daughter's next can of milk powder will come from.

You don't have to take pictures of yourself for Jameson's grumpy old man like a pervert for a little money.

Didn't you see the light in your daughter's eyes before?

Do you know what that kid needs most right now?

She doesn't need a wealthy dad, Peter, she wants her dad to be the hero who saves the world again. Whew, children's ideas are so simple.

Children never lie.

So this battle isn't for us or for your dead friends. ”

The captain of Team K walked over to his companion and said without looking back:

"You've lost your world, and you adults who have always been immersed in the grief of the past are hopeless, but the children are still there.

At least take back your daughter's future, right?

You don't want her to live in such a wasteland, do you? Isn't that your responsibility as a father? ”

"Shh

After Mason had gone away, old Peter scoffed and said:

"A seventeen-year-old guy talks older than I do, and the way these young guys pretend to be deep is disgusting!"

"Yes, I sometimes think Mason is pretending. But you have to admit that his makes a lot of sense and is very hot-blooded, right? ”

A voice sounded next to the old spider, causing Spider-Man to nod his head in disbelief, and he was about to echo a few words before reacting violently.

Turn your head to look.

Mason's black Panama hat on rotten wood was recessed with a blurred human face whining at him.

This strange scene made Peter freeze in place for several seconds.

Then he patted his cheek and said:

"Hehe, just now he said that he listened to a hat and murdered a few people, I really thought he was joking. Sure enough, terrible facts are often told in a tongue-in-cheek way.

Dry!

The lives of these star-hunting dogs are really colorful. ”

——

"Yard, it's really painful to have such a willful captain on the stall! Why are you going to war all of a sudden? ”

Captain Jack whined with his pipe in the sewers of the half-collapsed Vault, and next to him was the unhappy little old man Jameson.

Not far away, all the people of the entire Vault gathered.

When the earthquake struck just now, these people were summoned by Mary Jane and rushed into a safer underground cavern to escape.

Mary Jane was still organizing people to go into the ruins and search for those who hadn't escaped.

"Negotiations are deadlocked! It's just at this time. ”

Jack spat out a smoke ring and said to the mayor of the shelter next to him, who was full of expletives and complained about the world:

"I said, those lizardmen want your underground city to give them, there's no need to hold on to this place, we need reinforcements now.

There's a war over there!

If I don't bring someone in time, my new boss and my girlfriend and my old flame will be doomed. ”

"You know!"

Jameson, who was full of swearing, scolded:

"The Vault is the only safe place in the vicinity!

Although the virus in the outside world has long since disappeared, the water source is still poisonous, and without the water purification equipment in the shelter, we will die of thirst without a full plan!

What do you think those lizards are sheltering for?

They want that too. ”

As he spoke, the grumpy former newspaper boss stared at the lizardmen of several tribes gathered not far away with a hateful gaze, and spat at the ground fiercely, saying:

"They can drink sewage to get by, but who doesn't want to reminisce about the good old days? They've been stealing our synthetic bread and filtered water before, and they're really thieves!

Besides, I don't care about negotiations between you cunning outsiders and lizardmen!

You're going to pull them into helping that big liar!

Bah!

You think I'm going to help you?

Don't!

I've been with Spider-Man for the rest of my life! Do you know? I've been fucking him since over a decade ago, that bastard lied to me, he lied to the whole city!

If my newspaper were still around, I'd make sure those editors write a few spicy articles scolding Spider-Man for inaction!

TMD！

The shelters have collapsed, and he can't come out to save people!

War, war, fart!

There's only so little left in all of New York, didn't he swear to protect us? He wants to look back and see what he's protecting! ”

Captain Jack, who was thinking about how to quickly fool the people of the underground to help in the war, had no time to listen to the cynical little old man next to him.

But he didn't listen.

However, Jack tasted it when he listened to it.

He glanced at the irascible Mayor Jameson beside him with a strange look in his eyes, rolled his eyes again, and said:

"I've heard Mary Jane say that you've been Spider-Man's sworn enemy since his debut in New York City, and I've heard that the trouble you alone caused him is worth the entire Evil Six."

"That's it."

Jameson snorted triumphantly, and the bald old man said triumphantly with a cigar in his mouth:

"When it comes to getting Spider-Man in trouble, who in all of New York City can compare to me? Those second- and third-tier villains also shamelessly claim that they are Spider-Man's old enemies.

Phew!

I Jameson didn't speak, and they also have the face to say that they are Spider-Man's nemesis?

I'll tell you, outsider.

Although the time to fight with Spider-Man is only about ten years, which is too short compared to my magnificent and nothing-than-achieving life, those ten years are really the best time I have ever had.

It's really cool for me to write articles every day to scold that liar, and everyone is many years younger.

That's it

How so? ”

Jameson scratched his bare scalp and said with a frown:

"It's like it was meant to be! Without Spider-Man, Jameson would have been the owner of a half-dead, third-rate newspaper in New York, but with Spider-Man, my Horn Daily would have been able to rise to the top.

Hey, if he hadn't been a liar and tricked me into giving him a salary for more than ten years, I might have been able to become friends with him. ”

"Understood! I know how it feels. ”

Jack blinked, he felt he had found a way to break the game, and said to Jameson:

"I have a friend named Hector, he's a total scum bastard, he almost killed me seven times, and I return the color every time, you know what I mean?

Obviously, I want to kill each other.

But every time you are in trouble, you are the first to think of asking him for help.

This is the relationship between friend and foe.

You see, the happiest time of your life was when you fought Spider-Man, and that's what you said, Lord Jameson Sr. ”

The captain pursed his lips and said faintly:

"Then I think you must have been very lonely in the past few years since Spider-Man retired, right? Look at you, you've grown old like this all of a sudden, and you shouldn't be so decrepit at your age.

You know, a person's value in the eyes of others is often compared by his enemies.

Without Spider-Man, you're just an ordinary survivor in a post-apocalyptic world, but if Spider-Man reappears in the wasteland, you.

And your Clarion Daily, right?

Or even form a small group dedicated to fighting against Spider-Man, you see, can a warrior without a rival still be called a warrior? So now it's the most important thing to think about helping Spider-Man, not me!

It's probably you.

If Peter Parker unfortunately dies tonight.

Think about it.

How boring it would be if you didn't have that annoying liar in your life. ”

Jameson froze in place.

The grumpy little old man felt that Captain Jack was not quite right.

But he couldn't say anything wrong.

Thinking about what Jack said, Jameson was shocked, he found that if Peter Parker was really dead, the biggest reason that had supported him to hold on until now in the apocalypse would be gone!

He's going to expose that liar and make him spurned!

If the liar is dead, what's the point of asking for the truth?

"!"

The old man shook his cane angrily and scolded:

"Peter Parker, that despicable liar! He must live and honestly walk to the judgment seat and repay the wages I have paid him all these years!

Right!

That's it!

You!

Outsiders!

You look like a smart fellow, surely you have some idea of convincing those untrustworthy damn lizardmen, come, talk to me, and see if I can help? ”

(End of chapter)