Superman Spider-Man Appears

Chapter 6: Superman Spider-Man—Enter

It was still the same country road leading out to the suburbs.

The same vintage Chevrolet, and the same family of three inside.

But unlike before, this time they were driving back home to Queens, New York, from the farm.

At this moment, Peter's mood was completely different from when they'd set out.

"Cause it's hard for me to lose, In my life I've found only time will tell..."

His right hand rested on the car window, fingers lightly tapping along to the soothing music.

Sunlight streamed through the glass, falling across Peter's face, dusting him as if with a layer of gold powder.

Watching the scenery blur past outside, Peter's heart rippled with emotion.

Gradually, he narrowed his eyes, savoring the peace of the moment.

This time, Peter didn't mind how slow the old car was.

As long as there was sunlight, for Peter right now, it was paradise.

But every journey has to end sometime.

Who knew how long had passed—maybe a few hours.

When Peter opened his eyes again, the view outside had changed dramatically.

Towering skyscrapers began to emerge ahead.

Pedestrians and cars, once scarce, were now steadily increasing.

The chatter of people and the honking of cars mingled together.

Blending into a noisy clamor that made Peter recall the unforgettable experience from the day before.

"New York City, the most famous city in the Marvel Universe."

Feeling the bustling metropolis around him, Peter couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Soon enough, this place would become the most dangerous city in the Marvel Universe, with a wormhole opening in the sky to unleash countless Chitauri legions.

"Good thing that playboy hasn't been kidnapped yet. There's still enough time before the crisis hits for me to keep getting stronger."

"Besides, even if the crisis came right now, I'm already far stronger than Captain Even-Stevens. More than enough to protect myself and my family."

Peter, who had already awakened part of his Superman abilities, wasn't worried about the coming crisis.

Screech...

Just as Peter was zoning out, the sharp sound of tires scraping against asphalt rang clearly in his ears.

"Good, it's not a car accident."

Realizing it wasn't a crash, Peter abandoned the idea of exposing his powers to protect Uncle Ben and Aunt May.

Instead, he let the inertia of the sudden brake throw him forward, then asked with some alarm: "Uncle Ben, what's wrong?"

"Sorry, Peter, I didn't expect a crowd of people to suddenly rush out in front of us."

Uncle Ben hadn't expected that while driving smoothly, they'd run into a group of people protesting.

Before Peter could figure out what the protesters were about, a figure wearing a Spider-Man mask—face hidden—suddenly popped up by his window: "Hey, buddy."

Then, as if they were old friends, he invited Peter from the car: "Looks like you're still in middle school, same as me. Wanna join us and cheer for Spider-Man?"

"I'll pass, sorry."

Suppressing the urge to punch the guy flat, Peter politely declined.

"Alright then, here, take this. Hope you get the chance to be part of our Spider-Man Fan Mutual Aid Society someday."

Seeing Peter refuse, the guy didn't push it. Instead, he tossed a crumpled object through the window at Peter.

Then he kept marching with his mask on, chanting "Spider-Man is the hero of justice!" and inviting passersby to join them.

"Looks like we missed something big."

Carefully weaving the car through the crowd, Uncle Ben couldn't help but remark.

"Yeah, we missed something interesting."

Staring at the red Spider-Man mask in his hand, a smile tugged at Peter's lips.

That night, lying in bed, Peter

received another mission from the system after it refreshed.

[1: Show the world that you are a benevolent and loving Superman. Resolve a crime in progress, and shout "I am Superman" at the scene. Reward: 100 points, random awakening of one ability.]

2: With great power comes great recklessness...

...]

The mission options were almost identical to the previous times.

"It seems that if I keep choosing the third option, these missions won't refresh on their own."

After staying on the farm for a full week, Peter had been taking the third mission for nearly that entire time.

"Open my panel."

[Name: Peter Parker

Life Script: Superman

Character Template: Normal Superman

Character Abilities: Solar Energy Absorption (Eternal), Man of Steel (Awakened), Super Vision (Awakened), Super Hearing (Awakened), Super Strength (Inactive), Super Speed (Inactive),...

Character Weaknesses: None

Points: 0

Point Shop: Not Unlocked]

With ten times the efficiency of sunlight absorption, Peter had managed to awaken two of Superman's abilities in just a few days.

The first ability he awakened, Man of Steel, had already moved past its initial awakening stage.

At this point, his body still couldn't tank a nuke, but taking an RPG or a grenade was no problem at all.

His speed and physical endurance also far exceeded ordinary people.

However, the ability he most urgently wanted to awaken—flight, also known as the Bio-Electric Aura—still hadn't manifested.

"This isn't bad. Way faster than the Superman in the movies."

Peter was already satisfied. He still remembered how, in some old Superman TV series, the strongest version of Superman didn't awaken his flight ability until the very last season.

"Since I've got enough strength now, it's time to switch missions."

Truth be told, Peter was already itching to try out the other missions.

"But between one and two... which one do I pick?"

And yet, at this moment, Peter found himself hesitating.

"Screw it. I'll go with this one!"

Finally, Peter stopped deliberating and locked in the second option.

The reason he chose the second option was that he felt if he picked the first one, all future missions might develop along the Superman route.

He might be Superman, but he didn't have the real Superman's boundless mercy.

Nor did he feel like being anyone's babysitter.

"Still, going out this blatantly won't work. If I do, my house will probably be surrounded by tomorrow."

Since he was going out to stir up trouble, Peter naturally needed to hide his identity.

Just as he was thinking about how to conceal himself, his eyes landed on something he'd tossed carelessly onto the table when he came back earlier.

"Hmm, I choose you!"

He grabbed the Spider-Man Mask from the desk, then pulled out the Spider-Man Suit from the wardrobe—the one he'd almost forgotten about.

Then, from under the bed, he fished out two small devices he'd made after crossing over and strapped them onto his wrists.

"Not bad. A little tight, but it looks good."

Admiring his heroic figure in the mirror, Peter felt quite satisfied.

The next moment, he threw open the window and jumped down from the second floor without a second thought.

"Superman Spider-Man, reporting for duty!"