"Whoosh!"

Peter was quickly absorbed into the gap in space-time, and his body, eroded by the colored "mosaics", slammed forward in the channels constructed by the structure of neural networks and the deep indescribable existence of colors.

The body seems to have been eroded and destroyed, and it begins to produce abnormal shapes.

His body resembles a portrait on TV, and when the "mosaic" jumps on it, his body flickers.

It seems that when watching a videotape, the portrait caused by the damage of the tape has a momentary lag.

As it flickered, a strong feeling of discomfort invaded his nerves, and a sense of pain and weakness came upon him.

As a result of too much materialized dimensional fragments in his body, he suffered severe rejection effects.

Fortunately, the most powerful thing about the black light virus is its adaptability.

As he flew forward in the passage, he gradually adapted to the discomfort.

The passage moved at high speed, and countless colored dimensional mirrors whizzed in front of him.

The afterimage in the brief mirror passed before his eyes at great speed.

But he still captured the fleeting image.

Middle-aged Peter, who has a beer belly and looks a little like himself. Parker.

Black, white and gray are three monotonous, black-and-white TV images-like Shadow Spider-Man.

Spider-Man with a two-dimensional painting style with a pig's head.

The girl who pilots the mecha - Penny, the mecha spider girl. Parker

These Spider-Men with different painting styles all flash in the ephemeral mirror image.

"Boom!"

Spherical exits of dazzling colors spread out in front of him like black holes.

The moment he left the exit, there was a loud bang in the air, and the wind swept towards the city in an instant.

Peter's body appeared high in the air, falling downward in the wind.

Quickly adjusting his body and using his flying ability to stop in the air, Peter looked down.

The city below was in full view of him.

The familiar city of New York is a little different.

The dim light in the dark night fills the city with a sense of mystery.

"Bang!"

Peter's feet stomped on a lamppost on the side of the road and then jumped off it.

Pedestrians in the night were taken aback.

"That's Spider-Man?"

A citizen with better eyes saw Peter leave the figure in an instant, and asked his friend next to him in surprise.

"Black Spider-Man? Impossible, right?! ”

The two looked at each other, thinking that they might be dazzled.

Peter, who had left, the uniform that covered his body, slowly faded as he thought.

Using the black light virus to simulate a set of ordinary civilian clothes, he stood on the street and looked at New York City in front of him.

The bustling city still looks like a psychedelic color, but there are many differences in the subtleties.

The building in front of him was a place that felt both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

The building is the headquarters of the Clarion Daily, but the neon sign at the top is no longer "Clarion Daily" but "Clarion Media Group." ”

"Parallel universes?"

Groping his chin for his beard, he fell into deep thought.

After thinking for a moment, he checked his body.

Probably due to the erosion of the "mosaic", the symbiote in the body was destroyed and began to fall into a deep sleep.

He tried, but found that he couldn't wake the other up.

Shaking his head, Peter turned his back to the Clarion Media Group building and left the place.

Just passed by two white-collar dressed women.

After Peter left, the white beauty in the gray shirt and work pants turned her head to look at Peter's back.

"What's wrong? Betty. ”

A black woman in her twenties next to her asked Betty, who had stopped.

"I think I saw Peter."

Betty said with some confusion.

"Peter? Didn't we just speak to him on the phone before? ”

The black woman said to her, "You have to trust me, I'm not so blind that I don't recognize Peter." ”

"No, Gloriy, he's like Peter in his youth"

Before she finished speaking, she shook her head, "Forget it, maybe I'm dazzled." ”

Glori looked suspiciously in Betty's direction, but saw nothing.

She shrugged her shoulders, "Maybe you are dizzy because of your recent work, and you knew that I would not have chosen the profession of journalist in the first place, alas, it is really an extremely hard physical labor." ”

Growley complained to his friend.

Peter didn't know what the two girls complained about him, and at this time he was preparing to engage in some of the world's "Mane".

The way to make money is not a low-level way like robbing a bank or stealing someone else's money.

In his familiar way with the gangsters, it's easy to find a group of targets.

Raise your head and look at the sky above you and see that the sky is starting to rain,

As he thought, a shallow black film to keep out the rain formed on the surface of his clothes.

Gloomy streets, shrouded in sparse rain.

Peter walked down the street.

The floor tiles reflect the dim light, and the rain that collects together.

As soon as you step on it, the rain splashes on your shoes and disappears in an instant.

The most important thing now, in addition to making money, is to figure out the difference between this parallel world and your own world, and then find a way to go back.

Unbeknownst to him, Gwen had jumped into the gap in time and space after him.

As he pondered, he walked toward the out-of-the-way and minority-populated neighborhood.

Peter walked for a while and noticed several children sitting in front of the steps of a shop not far ahead.

It seems to be a street child, with tattered clothes and a plastic sheeting draped over his body, huddled together to shelter from the rain.

"Hey, sir!"

Seeing Peter approach, the first brown-haired boy stood up and approached him quickly.

"Sir, do you buy newspapers?"

The boy pulled out a newspaper from his bosom that was not wet and had a body temperature, "A newspaper only costs 40 cents to see the latest news." ”

Peter stopped and looked at the boy who was staring at him.

"I don't have change."

He didn't have any money with him now, and he didn't bother to snatch children's newspapers, so he directly rejected the other party.

"All right, sir."

The boy was a little disappointed, but then said, "Sir. I have a dedicated newsletter that I can provide to you free of charge. ”

"Oh?"

Peter came interested, "Tell me about it." ”

The brown-haired teenager coughed in his throat, "Mysterious earthquakes are frequent in the Brooklyn area; In the morning, Spider-Man rescues three trapped citizens from within the fire."

The red-haired girl added to Peter, "There's also a 50% discount at the recent 'Bubble Party' coffee shop. ”

Peter nodded at the free press briefing he had received.

Spider-Man and the mysterious earthquake?!

Spider-Man exists in this world, and it seems that the earthquake has something to do with his own passage through the passage.

Reaching out and stroking the red-haired girl's hair, Peter thanked him and walked forward.

But as soon as he walked near the exit of the alley, he was blocked by a few ill-intentioned guys.

A few strong men in baseball caps and fierce eyes stopped Peter.

The thugs, dressed in leather and wearing black skull turbans around their heads, seemed to target Peter and looked at him with malicious intent.

The lights of the street lamps next to them lengthened their figures, and a few children in the alley swallowed and foamed.

The thug in the lead, dressed in a crimson turtleneck, pointed to the black skeleton graffiti on the wall, "This is the territory of the Skeleton Gang, if you don't convince me of the reason, I'll let you know the fate of disobedience." ”

"Honestly."

Peter, who was already waiting for the target, was in a good mood, and he shrugged his shoulders, "I really don't know the rules here, maybe you can tell me, then I won't be able to delay dinner." ”

"Fack!"

The gang members took Peter's words as a provocation, and the leader stabbed Peter with a dagger in his hand.

With a flick of the wrist, the blade emerges from the parted hilt.

Looking at Peter standing in place, the thug who thought the other party was frightened showed a smug look.

But to his surprise, the gangster leader's wrist was grabbed by a powerful hand.

The other hand slammed into his face like lightning.

So fast that you can't see the trajectory of the punch at all.

The leader's head "buzzed", and the nosebleed "poof" spurted out.

The butterfly knife fell from his hand and stuck into the ground.

"Ahh

The leader let out an earth-shattering cry.

The rest of the thugs saw the boss being beaten, and after being stunned for a moment, they immediately rushed up with a shout.

Peter threw his fist casually.

When you fight with ordinary people, everything around you is slowed down.

The opponent's punches and kicks are as slow and sluggish as a movie slowing down.

This level of aggression can't even get him interested.

Facing another armed thug who came up, Peter easily pinched the dagger, and then grabbed the opponent's throat with his backhand.

"Ho!"

The strong man who was pinched by the neck made a painful sound from his mouth.

The upper half of his body did not move, and Peter's arm moved slightly, and he easily threw it against the wall.

With a thud, his back hit the wall, and he immediately passed out.

The teenagers and girls in the alley were completely stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.

One of the thugs who was knocked down in an instant stood up and staggered out.

As a result, Peter stretched out the black spider silk, wrapped around the opponent's back at once, pulled the opponent to the ground heavily, and smashed to the ground with a "bang", making a miserable scream.

The other guy who wanted to run away was entangled in the black spider silk that shot out, and was suddenly pulled and smashed into the trash can.

A few children standing in the alley behind them felt a flower in front of them, and the gang members were sent flying.

Or hit a wall, or hit the ground directly, or be hit by a fire hydrant.

In just a moment, all of them were knocked down.

The whole process has not even had much activity.

Dense raindrops fell on his body and down his clothes.

Looking at the mighty Peter, the red-haired girl cautiously asked her friends, "Is he Spider-Man?" ”

(End of chapter)