Bang!
Peter jolted awake from his dream as his Spider-Sense buzzed furiously!
His immense strength launched him more than two meters off the ground, sending him straight into the ceiling of the enclosed space! Instinctively, he clung to it!
The homeless people around him stared blankly at Peter stuck to the top of the train—they had been about to press a liquor bottle against the forehead of this homeless man sleeping naked on the train, intending to teach him a lesson.
But to their surprise, the man had shot up to the ceiling in an instant!
That ability... looked exactly like the Spider-Man who had been causing such a stir lately!
"Spider-Man..." the homeless man muttered. "It's Spider-Man! Take a picture, quick!"
As they spoke, they pulled out their phones to photograph Peter!
Peter could naturally tell that these people resembled the homeless people from before, but were there even homeless people anymore? Maybe the Kree Empire still had them, but these people were obviously Earthlings, weren't they?
And why were they taking pictures of Spider-Man? His story seemed to exist only in tales meant for children...
And this place—was this a train? But hadn't such narrow trains been phased out long ago? And it was so filthy, so smelly...
The train slowly began to decelerate, and the homeless people took out their phones. Peter frowned and left before they could press the shutter.
After leaving the train, he found that it was apparently late at night. There were not many people in the subway station, but every one of them turned to look at him.
Peter followed their gazes and looked himself over. The moment he did, he wished he could crawl beneath the tracks—he had nothing on but a pair of underwear!
Realizing this, Peter sped away with