Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 227 EVA Pilot and Colorblind Spider-Man

"Spiderman?"

Miles looked at the Spider-Man uniform that he bought from the store with the words "Non-refundable" written on it, and sighed slightly, his face full of disappointment.

"Maybe. I'm really not suitable to be Spider-Man."

Backyard storage room at night.

Miles took advantage of the night to step on the stairs upstairs.

A crescent moon hangs in the clear sky, and the air is fresh.

This is Miles' "secret base".

Although most of the place inside was full of debris, he still carved out a small space for himself inside.

Frustrated, Miles walked up to the box and looked at it.

On top of the box was a broken photo frame.

Picking up the shattered photo frame, he stared at the photos inside in a daze.

The photo was taken with his parents, him, and Uncle Aaron having dinner together on the rooftop.

At that time, in order to celebrate my father's commendation from the police station, my parents invited Uncle Aaron and many other people to have dinner on the rooftop.

In the photo, I am standing on the left side of Uncle Aaron, my father is standing on the right side of Uncle Aaron, and my mother is standing in front of the three of them.

The two fathers smiled and faced the camera.

At that time, I was carefree, with one hand behind my back and the other pinching my waist, with a happy smile on my face.

And Uncle Aaron put his arms around his shoulders, stared at the camera lens, and made a victory gesture.

He recalled a photo that made him feel a little dazed.

When is this photo taken?

Was it when I was just entering junior high school?

But why does it feel like so much time has passed?
Staring at the photo in the broken glass frame, Miles was lost in thought.

A few minutes later, putting the spider uniform aside, he took out his cell phone and called Uncle Aaron.

But the phone is still the same as before.

"Hey, I'm Aaron Davis. It's not convenient for me to answer the phone right now. If you have anything to do, you can leave me a message, that's all."

With a breath, Miles said to the phone: "Hey, dear Uncle Aaron, it's me, Miles."

He paused and continued: "I want to do one thing now, but I don't know if I can do it. I have always been the one who is confused and can't support anything. I have always been the one who disappoints me." people."

"I'm scared. I'm just tired of letting everyone down. You're the only one I can talk to. I want you to tell me, Uncle Aaron, can I do it?"

After hanging up the phone, he let out a sigh of relief.

When he was in a mess of thoughts, he suddenly heard footsteps outside.

Miles put down the frame and looked down.

It was found that father and mother walked into the storage room.

On the second floor, Miles, who saw the two people coming in, quickly hid, letting the night hide his figure.

"What do you want to look for? Jeff, and it's still so late, come here to look for something?"

Miles' mother asked Jeff.

"An inconspicuous object - a painting that Miles drew before. I didn't support him at that time, and put away almost all the things he drew for him."

Mother Miles nodded, "Yes, you guys have always had disagreements on this issue, but...why did you come over and dig up those things again?"

Jeff looked at the glove box in front of him, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I just want to make some changes."

"Miles has been emotionally out of order recently. He looks very depressed, maybe. He has encountered some difficulties in his life, and he is unwilling to tell us about his difficulties."

Jeff voiced his concerns.

"Why is Miles doing this?"

"I don't know, maybe because of Spider-Man, he can't get out of this sad thing."

Jeff voiced his guess, "It's not just him, honey, you know what Miles' teacher told me? She said Miles wrote an essay about what it's like to be People's paper, Miles said he wanted to be a superhero like Spider-Man."

He said in a low voice: "If it's about Spider-Man that makes him depressed, I hope I can help him. I know that there has been a lack of communication between us, but I don't want us to drift apart."

Miles, who was hiding in the shadows, froze in place when he heard his father's true thoughts.

Miles' mother, with a faint smile on her lips, said to her husband:

"Didn't you always worry about it before? You became a part of the guardian of this city, guarding this city like Spiderman, and you hope that Miles will also become a part of guarding this city, but as a policeman, Not Spider-Man, so... you don't like Spider-Man, deliberately saying that in front of Miles."

"You've been bothering about this, and that's why you're acting hostile to Spider-Man on purpose."

Jeff smiled wryly, "Actually, I don't hate Spider-Man, you know, I'm always bad at expressing my emotions, and I was strict with him precisely because I saw the bright spots in Miles."

"It's easy for people to drift away from each other, and I don't want Miles and I to end up like that, like Aaron and I did."

Miles' mother was also very touched, "So you want to return these confiscated paintings to Miles?"

"Well, I just hope that he can get out of the predicament again, and he can say a few words to me to untie his knot."

Miles hadn't spoken to him in days.

As Jeff spoke, he reached for the glove box next to him.

As soon as I reached out, I touched the frame where the glass shattered.

Picking up the photo frame and looking at the photos of the family inside, Jeff's expression became complicated.

Miles' mother saw her husband's expression and came over to gently hold his hand.

"One day, I mean one day, maybe Miles will know what a proud kid he is in your eyes, and maybe he'll be happy, and the distance between you will just disappear, Jeff, you just have to Don't hide your love for him."

Jeff put down the frame and held his wife's hand behind his back, "I know, life is like this, it's not always perfect, we always face various choices in life, no matter what choice Miles makes, I will be proud of him .”

"Whether he chooses painting or school, whether he chooses Spider-Man or ordinary people, I will always see his shining points and be proud of him."

Miles, who was hiding behind a storage box, was slightly moved when he heard the words about his father and mother.

Rubbing the Spiderman mask he bought with his hands, many mixed emotions surged in his heart.

So in the eyes of his father, is he such a person?

No disappointment, no anger, just love for yourself.

"I love you, Dad."

After a long time, after his parents left, Miles stood up and whispered to himself.

This time, he didn't need his father to force himself with the loudspeaker of the police car, he said these words from the bottom of his heart.

Putting on the spider mask in his hand, Miles jumped from the second floor.

"Whoosh!"

The spider silk shot out from his wrist, there was no need to deliberately control it, just wanting to use it, it shot out naturally.

Experience the action of galloping high in the sky, according to the skills taught by Peter B. Parker, the dexterous figure flicks across the air.

"Oh!"

Stepping on the ground with both feet, feeling the hard ground, watching the countless cars passing by him on the road, Miles closed his eyes.

"Whoosh!"

The silk carried his body over the top of a truck, and Miles jumped straight into the air, accelerating.

He likes this feeling.

The target location is the Fisk Building!

The underground space of the Fisk Building.

"Primary ignition procedure has been initiated."

Electromechanical sounds sounded in the space.

Jin looked angrily at Spider-Man (middle-aged Parker version) on the monitor, and said viciously; "Stop him from coming in."

"Mr. Mister! It seems... more than one Spider-Man!"

The employee's speech became stammered.

Jin Bing had already turned around, but when he heard the words, he turned around and stared at the screen in front of him in astonishment.

There is more than one Spider-Man on the screen, there are also black-and-white Spider-Man, Mecha Spider-Man, and a pig-like guy in a spider uniform, appearing in Jin Bin's sight.

"What the hell is this?"

Seeing so many Spider-Man all at once, Jin Bing ran over [-] alpacas in his mind.

what is this? !

Doctor Octopus once told himself that when Spider-Man crashed into the space-time tunnel, the genetic sequence led to a match to a similar existence in the corresponding dimension, so many Spider-Mans in parallel time and space were pulled into this world.

It may even be the most powerful Spider-Man in many parallel worlds.

When he thought of Peter's ravages to him before, he hated him so much.

Not only the Spider-Man you know, but also other...weird Spider-Man?

"Sir, what should we do, send someone to intercept them? They are about to invade the base."

The subordinate asked him in a hurried tone.

"Stop them. No! Wait!"

Jin Bing suddenly had an idea in his heart.

The original command was suddenly changed.

"Let them in."

Although he was beaten up by Peter, his desire to make trouble has not died.

Since the opponent is a powerful Spider-Man, can Spider-Man in other parallel worlds rival him?

If a Spider-Man is not his opponent, can he block the joint attack of four Spider-Man?

A sneer appeared on the golden and bruised face.

He doesn't want to fight against Spider-Man himself, but he can use these Spider-Man in parallel time and space.

the other side.

Penny's mecha has broken through the defense system of the underground base.

Penny, who was chewing BNB, was inside the mecha, her hands were operating on the keyboard as fast as lightning.

On the virtual screen in front of me, there are complex numbers and codes that dance.

But Penny's hands kept moving, and she quickly untied one firewall after another.

"Successful!"

Penny, who spit out a bubble, let out a breath, and said to everyone energetically.

Penny is a Japanese-American mixed race. Although she is only 14 years old, as an "EVA" driver, she can easily master electronic information and programming.

"OK, let's go then!"

The middle-aged Parker gave an order, and everyone headed towards the underground base.

"Can I ask you a question?"

B Parker, who was dangling with spider silk in the air, suddenly asked Shadow Spider-Man.

"Of course, about what?"

"Can you see what the main color of the spider uniform I'm wearing now is?"

The middle-aged B Parker suspected that the black-and-white movie-style Spider-Man in front of him was colorblind.

So the boring question was asked.

"Of course, is it purple?"

The middle-aged Parker was silent for a second, "No, it's not."

"Is that pink?"

"No! Not pink either."

"Damn!"

It seemed that he was furious because of his continuous guessing mistakes, and Shadow Spider-Man cursed secretly.

"Honestly, I kind of miss the coffee in this world, we should have a few more cups of coffee before we come back to work."

Spider Pigman complained to the few people next to him.

He likes this kind of coffee from this world, which is not as bad as the coffee from his own world.

"Are we going to attack directly like this?"

Seeing that no one responded to his topic about coffee, Spider-Ham said to the others: "Maybe we can do a bit of camouflage. Didn't you say that 'Black Spider-Man' is extremely difficult to deal with?"

"I don't think the other party will be as difficult to deal with as this decadent otaku said."

Shadow Spider-Man doesn't believe that Peter's strength will be much better than his own.

(End of this chapter)