Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 92 Does this game also have hidden professions?
  "You seem to be in good spirits?"

A new Mexican-style restaurant recently opened in Queens, New York City, and Terry and Peter happened to develop the habit of visiting restaurants during this time, so naturally they would not miss this new restaurant, which is said to have a good reputation.

Peter looked at Terry, who looked different from before, but he couldn't help but recall the secret identities of the two who met frequently at night.

In order to get rid of this strange feeling, Peter's talkativeness increased many times, for fear that Terry would notice something.

Now Peter doesn't even dare to look at Terry too much, because he always feels that Terry seems to know something.

"Well... after all, people cannot always live in a high-pressure environment. Moderate relaxation is very necessary. One of the things I am best at now is to quickly find ways to relax when I feel stressed."

Terry looked at the menu. Although the two of them had already finished ordering, Terry felt that he should prepare for the next time he came here to try other dishes - if he felt good after eating today.

"High pressure environment?"

Peter laughed awkwardly: "Are you referring to the proficiency test held by Mr. Goldman today?"

Terry's eyes popped out of the menu and gave Peter a strange look.

This lowered Peter's wariness towards Terry to the extreme, or even to none at all.

Then a large group of inexplicable ninja killers came out and besieged them.

Peter was stunned and couldn't believe that he had made such a mistake and didn't think about it until now.

Why didn't I react at all? !

"Why are you looking like this...wait, don't you remember that you revealed to me last night that you are Spider-Man?"

"I mean those ninja killers last night, since they can track Iron Fist, maybe they can also find the address of our real identity."

Yes, Terry and I are classmates at school every day. They hang out in whatever classes they take and activities they do.

A series of unexpected situations repeatedly hit his face, so Peter finally lost his mind at a certain moment, completely forgetting the difference between the two people's identities during the day and night.

Chatting during the day and shopping at night, because of Terry's shameless character, the two of them would spend at least sixteen hours together out of twenty-four hours a day.

Then under the influence of a bottle of magical potion that Terry took out from nowhere, the dragon immediately came to life.

Then last night, he was suddenly attacked by a rocket. He was so distraught that he thought Terry had fallen down the stairs and suffered an accident. When he saw that Terry was fine, he fell into ecstasy.

‘You also drank a bottle of green stuff at school, what kind of potion was that? ’

Peter's pupils flashed twice quickly, and he struggled to mobilize his rigid thinking to start recalling.

Terry paused for a moment, looking at Peter whose facial expression was completely frozen, and suddenly had a strange guess.

"No, no, no, wait, no, no!"

Finally, he discovered the major mistake he had made.

When night came, the two of them put on their gear and walked around the streets of New York City all night long.

Iron Fist was seriously injured due to the explosion of the rocket, and his condition was extremely critical at that time.

Now that it had been exposed, Peter quickly adjusted his mentality after being stunned, and quickly realized a fact that frightened him even more.

Holy shit!

Terry, who was in the armor at the time, had no reaction to Peter's mistake and took up the topic so naturally that Peter, who had been so dizzy all night because of those ninja killers, didn't even realize the problem.

"You have known for a long time that I am...Spider-Man?!"

Although there was no one in the restaurant at this time, Peter still subconsciously lowered the word Spider-Man in his voice.

Terry nodded matter-of-factly, and added a final word with a calm face: "The evening I came out of the police station, I already knew you were Spider-Man, Peter."

"How is that possible?!" "Superpowers, Peter, have you forgotten that I have superpowers too?"

Terry raised his head slightly, looked at the empty restaurants around him, then closed the menu in his hand and held it with his left hand.

He deliberately slowed down the process.

Under Peter's extraordinary dynamic vision, the menu turned into a colorful mosaic, and then disappeared from Terry's palm.

After a few seconds, Terry pointed casually, and the menu appeared on the table again.

Although it was not the first time to watch this process, Peter was stunned for a while by such a clear and intuitive experience of such an extremely unscientific scene.

After a while, Peter suddenly shook his head: "But what does this have to do with you identifying my secret identity?"

"I can turn objects around me into some kind of pixel game props, Peter."

Terry explained slowly: "What's special is that some functional items will be labeled with specific game prop names after they are converted."

"From my special perspective, every time I have physical contact with you, your wrist always clearly reminds me that there are two things called spider silk launchers."

Terry looked at Peter with a strange "I know everything" smile.

"After you rescued me from the kidnapper's gun that day, you only had time to change your clothes and then ran to the door of the police station to wait and see me, right?"

Peter subconsciously pulled his sleeves with both hands alternately, trying his best to cover his wrists, and then his cheeks quickly turned red.

He suddenly remembered that in the past few nights, he had always pointed at Terry next to him like a senior in the industry.

And at those times, Terry's gaze hidden in the gap in his helmet looked at his pretending to be mature, and it might have been funny.

"Oh my God!"

Peter covered his old face, which was almost parallel to the ground, wishing he could choke to death on the table later while eating.

It wasn't until the dishes ordered by the two were brought to the table that Peter raised his head, trying to find Terry's weakness and counterattack.

"No matter what happens in the future, such as us meeting more companions with secret identities, etc... you are not allowed to tell anyone about what happened during this period!"

Peter suddenly thought of the proficiency test for a while, and his eyes lit up.

"If we make a deal, I, I can consider helping you get the grades you want in the exam!"

Terry had mentioned this matter to Peter before, intentionally or unintentionally. Although it was in an insinuating way, Peter refused.

He thought this was Terry's excuse, because he heard Terry mention it more than once that Uncle Martin actually cared about Terry's academic performance.

"Well, although I don't think there's anything to talk about during this period, you seem to think you can control me."

Terry narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

"Why do you think I'm so energetic now?
  Test scores?

That's not something I have to worry about anymore, Peter. I've gained enough knowledge now to last until college. "

Yes, Terry finally fully absorbed the first batch of knowledge and experience packages shared by Hei.

And now, he has indeed realized the true weight of the saying that knowledge is power.

In Terry's production column now, there are hundreds more structural and engineering creations using metal ingots as the main material than before.

With the flexible combination of these items, Terry can even transform into a sixth profession in that pixel game that is specifically designed to skip classes.

(Skipping: that is, using existing mechanisms or bugs in various games to develop a new boss strategy plan)

engineer!
  (End of this chapter)