Windmill Car and Fake Veteran

Tom and Jerry.

Chinese translated name: Tom and Jerry.

This world-famous, enduring animated show.

Because the cat in the show always ends up miserable, Quinn is a loyal viewer of this animation. In contrast, Bea strongly dislikes this animated show, often clamoring to scratch the faces of the director and scriptwriters.

Even though she often laughs while watching the animation.

So, although Kraft didn't have the conditions to watch this animation before, and later had the conditions but lacked interest, he still watched quite a few episodes with the family pet and Alice.

He had also seen the episode from his dream just now, and he even remembered its name: "Progress and Mechanization." Ah, and another one with the same worldview called "Controlling the Life of a Mouse."

The dream mainly showed the manufacturing process of the mechanical cat that wasn't broadcast in the animation.

However, that thing held no meaning for Kraft. Not only was it completely impractical, but the plot also went out of control in both episodes. Kraft would have to be out of his mind to make such a ridiculous thing.

In fact, long ago, Kraft had considered whether the world in his dreams was real, because too many magical worlds that only appeared in fantasy literature had appeared in his dreams. For this reason, he had specifically looked for many books on parallel worlds, dimensions, and the Three Thousand Worlds. But in the end, he realized that whether these worlds were real or not, they didn't seem to have much to do with him. Instead, he could gain a lot of benefits, so he stopped dwelling on it.

It was just that this time, he suddenly dreamed of a fantasy world he had encountered in the real world, and he was a little shocked...

Well, not just a little, but very shocked.

But after the shock...

It seemed like there was nothing to it. Eat when you should eat, sleep when you should sleep, play when you should play. His life was as usual, and Tom the cat on TV didn't jump into reality because of it.

"Brother, are you okay?"

This morning, Kraft, uncharacteristically, didn't rush to the laboratory. Instead, he went to the living room to watch Tom and Jerry. Alice, unable to suppress her worry, came over and asked softly.

"Huh? I'm fine," Kraft snapped back to reality, smiled at Alice, and said, "I just wanted to find some inspiration from the cartoon. Breakfast is ready, right?"

"Yes, today's breakfast is preserved egg and lean meat congee~"

"That's fantastic!"

Easily fooling Alice, Kraft didn't dwell too much on the dream from last night and resumed his daily routines.

Except for occasionally being dragged to the shelter by Alice to help out.

One day, as Kraft was tinkering in the laboratory as usual, Angela's alarm suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Priority target, Benjamin Parker is in critical condition. Location: near the Wegmans supermarket next to Queen's Boulevard."

"What's going on?!"

Kraft, who was tapping away in his miniature base, dropped his work and controlled an SCV to rush towards the helipad.

"Prepare a Banshee fighter jet for me!"

At this point, he didn't care about exposure or not. Saving lives was the priority. At worst, he'd just run away with Martin later.

As Angela prepared the Banshee fighter jet as instructed, she suggested, "After my calculations, using the solar-powered skateboard can also get you there in time. Moreover, I've made preliminary plans to minimize the risk of exposure."

Following that, Angela quickly laid out her plan.

Kraft hesitated, "Are you sure it will work?"

"Even if it fails, it's not unrecoverable. The outcome won't be much different from using the Banshee," Angela analyzed calmly.

Kraft thought about it and nodded, saying, "Do as you say."

After speaking, he quickly ran towards the outside of the miniature base.

Emerging from the base, Kraft, who had returned to his original size, took the helmet and backpack handed to him by the mechanical arm. Then, he stepped onto the solar-powered skateboard Angela had prepared for him, slammed the accelerator to the maximum, and sped towards Queen's Boulevard.

"I've hacked into all nearby cameras and recording devices to reconstruct the events..."

While marking the best route for Kraft inside his helmet, Angela reported on Uncle Ben's situation.

"You damn Peter Parker!"

After hearing Angela's report, Kraft couldn't help but curse loudly. If he was shortchanged, why didn't he just punch the guy and take it back! Using a robber to get revenge for you? What kind of messed-up logic is that?! A good-for-nothing is still a good-for-nothing even after getting powers!

Although he didn't know what was going on with Peter Parker, he could roughly guess from his performance in the underground boxing ring that he had encountered some fortuitous event, and his physical fitness had been enhanced. No wonder he had been acting so strange lately.

But this didn't stop Kraft from despising him. If it were any other time, he would have just mocked him. But because of his uselessness, Uncle Ben was in danger. Kraft wished he could stuff him into the Shatter the Cauldrons Treadmill and lock him up for a month.

Kraft's solar-powered skateboard could keep up with cars, but it didn't need to use the main roads. Plus, Angela's planned route often took shortcuts, so he quickly arrived near Queen's Boulevard.

It was also fortunate that he had been exercising during this period. Otherwise, with his previous physical condition, he might not have been able to follow Angela's planned route.

"Uncle Ben..."

Peter Parker, holding the dying Uncle Ben in his arms, sobbed uncontrollably, filled with regret and self-hatred. Watching Uncle Ben's breath grow weaker, Peter cried out in agitation.

"Uncle Ben! No! No! The ambulance is coming! Uncle Ben, hold on a little longer!"

However, Uncle Ben didn't regain any strength from Peter's cries. The hand resting on his shoulder slowly slid down.

"No—!!!"

"Get out of the way, you idiot!!!"

Just as Uncle Ben was about to breathe his last, Kraft's somewhat muffled roar echoed in Peter's ears, followed by the frantic alarm of his Spider-Sense.

Before Peter's mind could even react, his body moved on its own. He ducked sharply, and a skateboard whizzed past his hair from above, slamming hard into the wall of the shop opposite him.

At the same time, a figure wearing a safety helmet and a backpack slung over one shoulder tumbled to the ground not far from him. They rolled twice before quickly getting to their feet and rushing over to Peter Parker.

"Get out of the way! Uncle Ben can still be saved!"

Kraft yanked off his helmet with one hand and grabbed Peter Parker with the other, trying to pull him aside.

But the Peter Parker of today was no longer the same. The meager muscles Kraft had built up couldn't budge him. Fortunately, he heard Kraft's words clearly. Clinging to a sliver of hope, he quickly moved aside, clearing the space.

Kraft yanked the backpack off his back and pulled out a device that looked somewhat like an electric iron, placing it on Uncle Ben's chest, who had stopped breathing.

Goblin Pacemaker XL.

Not only was its success rate higher than the ordinary version, but it was also less prone to exploding. Moreover, the one in his hand had been optimized with other dream technology, further increasing the success rate while reducing the chance of explosion and its intensity.

Kraft pressed the switch, gripping the Goblin Pacemaker XL and pressing down firmly, then lifting.

A flash of blue electricity, and Benjamin Parker's heart, which had stopped, began beating again.

"Haa—huff—"

After an involuntary deep breath, Uncle Ben's eyes snapped open.

Kraft breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, it worked. Otherwise, he would have had to resort to other methods.

The title was a Sichuanese version of "Tom and Jerry," which I saw in "Daddy Day Care."

I'd also like to recommend that book, even though its performance is much better than my own failed attempt...

There's no quid pro quo, it's purely spontaneous. I don't even know the author.

Yesterday, I rewatched "Black Panther" and realized that it mentioned Wakanda didn't accept aid at the beginning of the film. I don't know if I skipped over it during a quick scan or accidentally overlooked it, but I definitely didn't see it...

This is so awkward...

There's a lot of plot influenced by Wakanda later on, and by the time you see it, you've basically accepted the setting. The most important thing is that I'm too lazy to change it, so I've just set it up so that in my book's timeline, they did accept it...

So frustrating