Chapter 516
"Bite!"
"Combat detected. Reward dropped: Super Jump (Spider-Man)"
"Bite!"
"Combat detected. Reward dropped: Super Defense (Spider-Man)"
"Bite!"
"Combat detected. Reward dropped: Spider-Sense (Spider-Man)"
"..."
After avenging his Uncle Ben, Peter Parker lived in constant regret, hating himself for standing by and not acting sooner.
In his regret, he remembered something his Uncle Ben had once told him, "With great power comes great responsibility."
He kept these words in mind and decided to dedicate himself to the fight against evil.
From then on, wherever there was crime in the city, Spider-Man would descend from the sky to help the police bring the criminals to justice.
As a result, Su Quan would occasionally receive rewards dropped from Watching Battle.
In just a few days, without ever meeting or fighting Spider-Man, his abilities had been almost completely depleted.
"He's not human. My brother saw him spitting out spider webs at Lincoln Center."
"I think he's a person, a man, or maybe a woman."
"He flicked his hand and spat out silk, and then he crawled on it."
"When I saw his spider web logo, I knew Spider-Man had appeared."
"He will protect us, protect the citizens."
"He's either crazy or a freak."
"He stinks, and I don't like him!"
Television programs and newspapers are filled with interviews and reports about Spider-Man.
Some people like him and think he is a hero who helps citizens and fights criminals.
Some people dislike him, thinking he's Joker wears a hood and a tight-fitting suit to attract attention.
In short, Spider-Man became a hit.
"Honey, I'm home."
When Betty Brant came home from work, she put her arms around Su Quan's neck from behind, glanced at the newspaper in his hand, and complained, "It's Spider-Man again. I'm going crazy with him."
"What's wrong?"
"My boss wants exclusive photos of Spider-Man, but the newspaper reporters can't get any, so he keeps yelling at them."
Betty Brant sighed and said expectantly, "Maki someone takes a picture of him soon. I'm so tired of hearing the boss swear."
Su Quan raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, "If you could take a picture of Spider-Man, would your boss pay you?"
"Spider-Man? He's always floating around and appearing out of nowhere, not so easy to photograph. But if I can get a good shot, I'll probably pay," Betty Brant said.
Su Quan laughed, "Want to make this money?"
Betty Brant paused, then asked doubtfully, "Of course I want to! You... you can let me take a picture of him?"
"Um."
"No way? You... you know him, you know who he is?"
Despite the complaints, Betty Brant was just as curious about the identity behind Spider-Man's mask.
"Go get the camera, I'll take you to take pictures of Spider-Man."
"Good."
Without a word, Betty Brant excitedly went to find the camera.
Twenty minutes later, the two stopped their car in front of an apartment near the railway line.
"Spider-Man lives here?"
Betty Brant glanced outside, somewhat incredulous that Spider-Man, who roamed the city, would live in such a filthy and chaotic place.
"Most superheroes are poorer than ordinary people because they simply don't have the time or energy to manage their 'ordinary' lives."
"Wait for me in the car. I'll tell him and then we'll go to another location to film."
After finishing his speech, Su Quan got out of the car and walked into the apartment building next door.
Incidentally, Peter Parker has graduated and moved out of Aunt Mei's house. He now lives in a rented room in an apartment, where he shares the bathroom with the landlord's family.
As he climbed the old, dilapidated stairs to the second floor, Su Quan had an idea. He unlocked the door, pushed it open, and went inside.
Peter Parker immediately stood up in the room, frowning and looking warily at the strange man who had entered without permission.
"Who are you? This is my room. How... how did you get in?"
"Bang!"
His only response was closing the door himself.
Peter Parker was startled and felt a vague unease, sensing that the other party was up to no good.
"Peter Parker gained extraordinary abilities after being bitten by a mutated spider."
"Having learned the lesson that with With great power comes great responsibility after his uncle's death, he began fighting crime as Spider-Man, and has recently become a rising superhero..."
Am I right?
Oh no, Barbie Q is gone.
Peter Parker never expected that the other party would know that he was Spider-Man, and that they knew so much about his past and even his mental journey.
"How do you know all this?" Peter Parker asked, somewhat flustered.
"If I want to know, I'll find out." Su Quan replied calmly, raising his hand and beckoning with his finger. "Don't say I won't give you a chance. Beat me, and I'll turn around and leave without revealing your identity."
"What if...what if we don't win?" Peter Parker asked.
"Even if you don't win, you'll be available whenever I call from now on." Su Quan said with a smile, "Don't worry, I just need you to take a few pictures of Spider-Man for my girlfriend, I won't reveal your identity."
Peter Parker was starting to realize something. So, you suddenly barged into my house and exposed my identity just so your girlfriend could take pictures of you Spider-Man?
"Um, may I ask what the photos are for?"
"My girlfriend works at the Daily Bugle, so your photos are quite valuable."
I understand.
They're trying to sell my photos for money!
Peter Parker was amazed; he never imagined there was such a way to make money.
If you can make money just by taking a few pictures of Spider-Man, what if I took pictures of myself and sold them?
Peter Parker asked somewhat awkwardly, "Um... sir, could I know how much a photograph can sell for? Well, since it's my photograph, I mean, could I take it myself and sell it to the Daily Bugle?"
"As you can see, I'm short of money, and my dream is to become a photographer. I'm a very good photographer. Would you like to see some of my previous work?"
Peter Parker, fearing that Su Quan wouldn't believe him, turned around to grab his camera to prove he wasn't lying.
"..."
Su Quan rolled his eyes speechlessly and grabbed him from a distance.
Wow!
Peter Parker felt as if an invisible hand had grabbed him. He let out a panicked scream, his feet left the ground, and his body floated to a stop in front of Su Quan.
"Beat me, and you can sell the photos as you please! Otherwise, only my girlfriend can sell your photos, understand?"
Peter Parker muttered sullenly, "Why? Why can you sell my photos, but I can't? I'm Spider-Man!"
"Why should I? Just because I know you're Spider-Man, is that reason enough?" Su Quan snorted.
"That's enough..." Peter Parker said dejectedly.
His identity is his Achilles' heel.
If people knew that Peter Parker was Spider-Man, the criminals he fought, and those who had ill intentions towards him, might seek revenge against him, or even against his family and friends.
This is something he absolutely will not allow to happen!
But... Peter Parker was very unwilling to let go of the easiest and most suitable way to make money.
He's really poor!
"If, I mean if, I cooperate with you to take photos, could you give me a share of the money after you sell them? Like half? Uh, a third? A fifth? If that's not possible, a tenth would be fine too."
Peter Parker stared intently at Su Quan, his expression one of utter humility!
What if I disagree?
"Uh, if you don't agree, I'll ask again tomorrow?" Peter Parker said tentatively.
"..."