Mystery Makes Me Strong

Detroit City.

Motor City, Iron Embroidery Belt, Twilight City.

It used to have many titles, but now people call it "Abandoned Land".

Abandoned land has been deserted, dilapidated houses, roads full of pits, crooked street lamps, messy graffiti on the walls...

Somewhere in the alley.

"Hand over the money!" Two dark men blocked a young white man passing by.

He looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his eyes were a little dull.

"You are so strong, why don't you work hard and rob others?" the young white man wondered.

"Working? Are you a fool, how tiring!" A dark man patted the young man's face with a malicious smile.

"Haha, you want to educate me? My dad never said this to me, do you know why?" Another dark man laughed.

The young man shook his head.

"Because I've never met my dad," the dark man laughed wildly and aimed his pistol at the young man's head, "Why, do you want to be my dad now? It's very simple, Dad, give me money!"

The chaotic logic and the dirty smell are unbearable.

"Hopeless guy, if it wasn't for the setting, I really wanted to punch your head." The young man lowered his head and muttered.

Before he finished speaking, a layer of mist formed over him.

The next moment, a man with a red coat, a pointed head and a face like a spider appeared.

"Ah, monster!" The two dark men turned around and ran away.

They who are on the street know best what they can't mess with.

Two cobwebs stuck to them and hung them from the street lamp.

"Sober me up, and then go to the construction site to find a job moving bricks!"

The young man's voice sounded.

Then he stretched out his web and glided away.

He didn't know that behind him, a big cat stared at the back of his departure.

…………

"It seems that superheroes have really appeared." Wen Rensheng said to his family.

"According to the setting of the film and comics, they should be a good camp and appear to protect civilians. Then why did Xiaohuan's colossus system fail? Xiaohuan is the role of the protector. Is there any conflict between the two sides?" Zhao Han was confused.

"Of course there will be conflicts, because while Xiao Huan shelters those people, he is also strictly restraining them. They both want shelter and do not want to be controlled." Wen Rensheng shook his head.

He has memories of two generations, and his understanding of the McCanns is not comparable to others.

And Xiao Huan's behavior was condoned by him, he just wanted to let the McCanns rot in a lot of entertainment.

"Understood, they just want to prostitute for nothing." Wang Wenwen said with disdain.

"Then what should I do?" Xiao Huan muttered.

"Shrink your territory first."

"Why shrink, you are so strong, are you still afraid of them?" Xiao Huan said unconvinced.

"It's not a question of fear. Today I'm going to teach you another lesson. Do you know why the McCanns put a circle of rotten small countries around, instead of making progress together with them?"

"I'm too lazy to do it."

"That's just one reason, and there's a very important one—one knows happiness only by comparison."

Everyone nodded silently.

What Wen Rensheng said was right.

The previous colossus system covered a very large area, so large that it could cover the entire Northern Continent.

After all these years, they seem to have forgotten the danger and evil, and are by their side.

…………

Somewhere underground research base.

"Parker, you almost lost control again today."

In a room full of instruments, a researcher was looking at the instrument and said to the young man who had just taught the dark man a lesson.

"I've got myself under control, you know? My first choice is to blow their heads!" Parker said fiercely.

"Then you have failed. It seems that the most difficult level for the characters in the comics to reproduce in reality is to copy the character, not to reproduce the deeds." The researcher shook his head.

"Yes, I've also felt this recently, and I found that I don't agree with that naive boy's idea. I want to be like other aliens, with super powers, first make a lot of money, then buy a luxury car, and then Go for a ride with a few top models and celebrities, sleep..." Parker said, the corners of his mouth drooling unsatisfactorily.

"Haha, this is the most real and human-like choice, and the Spider-Man in the movie is completely concocted to meet the needs of the market and the audience." The researcher spread his hands and smiled helplessly.

A somewhat old voice sounded:

"Boy, if you still have this idea, then we can only change to a Spider-Man actor."

The two immediately turned their heads and saw an old white man with messy hair walking over.

This person is impressively Dr. Stein, who has been silent for a long time.

Parker waved his hand quickly and said, "Oh, I'm just joking, Doctor. In fact, I know very well that with great power comes great responsibility. Many supernatural beings do not accept this concept, so the world is so bad, I will let them understand this."

"I hope you can really think this way. I don't want to use consciousness infusion, because that way will affect the collection of beliefs, and beliefs require a pure and natural personality." Dr. Stein nodded.

"Doctor, recent research results show that with the recovery of superheroes, the original colossus system is collapsing, and those priests cannot exert their power in many places." The researcher went on to report.

"Very well, we need a place where people can choose their own destiny, instead of giving it to some colossus, who only know how to eat, drink, and have fun every day! There is no future in such a life." Dr. Stein's voice became louder.

The crowd nodded.

That's why they follow each other, because each other is really for the good of the whole of McCann.

Whether it was the previous intubation, or the robot program, and now the superhero revival, the other party has been seeking the way to make McCann great again.

Although it looks like it's still a long way off.

Another intelligence officer said: "By the way, Doctor, Eagle Fort is copying our approach. They have concocted other superheroes, and even some villains."

"It doesn't matter, we are also copycats from the Western Continent, as long as we do better." Dr. Stein said indifferently.

"Well, we are preparing to plan a character-building operation. In the story, after Spider-Man gets super powers, he changes from a simple money-making behavior to a heroic behavior model." The researcher then took out a drawing board and said.

There is a detailed plan on the drawing board, with character relationships and event context...

"Oh, so, are you going to arrange an uncle for me, and let him die at the hands of the gangster I let go?" Parker looked at the plan on the drawing board.

"It's like this, you will feel very guilty because of your uncle's death, and you will embark on the road to save the world from now on~www.readwn.com~ The researcher nodded.

Parker was puzzled: "But isn't it very strange? For a teenager, his uncle was killed by gangsters. Isn't the first thing he has to complain about is the local security problem? Why blame himself?"

"If he didn't have superpowers, his uncle was beaten to death by gangsters, and he would complain like you said. The reality is that he could stop it, but he didn't, so he blamed himself." The researcher explained.

"But this is very wrong. Even if he has superpowers, how much can a person change? At most, he can visit a small area a day. The best thing he should do is to use his superpowers to urge those MPs to make them do it. If there is a change, we can’t not arrange enough patrols because the poor areas can’t pay taxes.” Parker said seriously.

The researcher said helplessly: "Uh, you are right. You are too mature, you should take the initiative to lower your IQ.

"Lower, understand? Most citizens don't think you are so deep. If you want their faith, you have to lower your IQ to the same level as theirs, so that you can resonate with them."