Play Around, Don't Take It Seriously

Iron Man's face was a mask of black lines. "That's not what I meant."

Peter waved. "Hi, everyone."

Iron Man: Alright, alright, so that's how we're playing it?

The intent to kill someone's eyes can't be hidden.

Right now, Iron Man wanted to kill Peter.

Peter pretended not to see.

He wasn't an idiot.

Combining his previous meeting with Iron Man and the scene of the two teams meeting just now, he had basically figured out the current situation.

This was no longer just about the Sokovia Accords.

Now it was: Captain America's side wanted to do something, but Iron Man's side didn't believe they were going to do it, or rather, didn't care. They just wanted to take them back first, but Captain America's side felt the matter was urgent and had to be done first.

This was why the two sides had a conflict.

To put it bluntly, this was a civil war.

My own people fighting my own people.

Anyone who took it seriously would end up pleasing neither side and being unwelcome by anyone.

So he decided to relax and just show his face.

Besides, he wasn't wrong.

Although he really liked Iron Man, he was actually a fan of Captain America too.

Because Captain America's videos were often shown at school. For example, during gym class, they'd show videos of Captain America encouraging physical exercise; if he got detention for misbehaving at school, they'd show videos of Captain America giving earnest lectures. Captain America was everywhere in life.

In a sense, he had become a spiritual pillar for many people.

Especially for many young people like Peter.

This was also easy to understand.

Since the new century, superpowered individuals had emerged one after another, and all sorts of incidents had occurred frequently.

First, there were the Hulk and Abomination, who fought each other in streets and squares, even engaging in firefights with the army, causing great panic among the public.

Then, Thor descended and, in his battle with the Destroyer, destroyed an entire town.

Next, Loki arrived with the Chitauri army in New York. In a major battle, nuclear weapons were even used, many streets were destroyed, and countless people lost their lives.

After that, there was also Ultron's causing the fall of Sokovia.

All of this had been constantly stimulating the nerves of ordinary citizens.

Every incident told them: this world is not safe!

So they needed a spiritual pillar.

And the Avengers alone were not enough for this spiritual pillar.

Iron Man was too distant for ordinary people, War Machine was military personnel and not suitable for public appearances, and Black Widow and Hawkeye didn't have enough abilities.

After comprehensive consideration, Captain America, the former combat hero, became their choice.

He had a positive image, a historical background, an official background, and was without dependents, making him easy to control. The benefits of promoting Captain America were numerous.

In short, compared to their "old friends," he, the "newcomer" and "kid," was just an outsider.

Peter decided to treat this as a trial.

Since neither side would go for the kill, it was a good opportunity to spar with these superheroes and see how strong he was now.

While Peter was contemplating this in his mind, Iron Man and Captain America started arguing again.

It was clear that Iron Man was very angry.

He accused, "Are you an idiot? Dragging Clint into this? And taking Wanda from where she was perfectly fine? I've been trying so hard... trying not to let you tear the Alliance apart!"

However, facing Iron Man's accusation, Captain America merely said lightly, "The moment you signed the Accords, the Alliance was already torn apart."

Captain America's stubbornness made Iron Man very angry, but he knew that anger wouldn't solve the problem now.

He could only take a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, and said, "Enough! Hand over Barnes, and now, come back with us! Otherwise, special forces will be here to deal with you! They won't show you any mercy."

As he spoke, his tone softened again.

"Please..."

Iron Man still didn't want their years of friendship to end like this.

He had known Captain America for eight years. Eight years ago, they participated in the Battle of New York against the Chitauri invasion together, a life-and-death bond.

They had also interacted frequently in the following years.

He didn't have many true friends, and Captain America was one of them. He really didn't want to lose a friend.

Nor did he want this friend to go down the wrong path.

At this moment, Falcon's small twin-wing reconnaissance aircraft found their true target for this trip – the Quinjet.

The Falcon immediately relayed this intelligence to Captain America.

A slight smile touched Captain America's lips. He was speaking to Iron Man partly to try and persuade him, but also to buy time.

Now that Iron Man couldn't be persuaded and the Quinjet had been located, there was no need to delay any further!

Captain America raised his hands, bound by Peter's web fluid, above his head.

Whoosh—

An arrow shot from a distance.

It was Hawkeye!

The arrow precisely pierced the space between Captain America's hands. The immense kinetic energy combined with the sharp arrowhead immediately severed the web fluid.

Captain America was free!

Just then.

Peter's brow furrowed slightly. A strange sensation suddenly washed over him!

Where is it?

"It's the shield!"

Peter ducked sharply and came face-to-face with a human-sized creature the size of an ant, standing on the shield.

Ant-Man, who was "Wha-what," was bewildered. He hadn't expected Peter's senses to be so sharp; he'd been discovered the moment he arrived.

Actually, he didn't know that even Peter had only just realized his senses had become sharper.

Perhaps this was another benefit he'd gained from Shadow Spider-Man.

Before, his Spider-Sense was unreliable nine out of ten times; now, it was unreliable seven out of ten times.

Well, that was significant progress.

The Spider-Sense here wasn't the one that triggered during life-threatening danger, but rather for these "non-dangerous situations."

"Hey, are you with Captain too?" Peter even had the leisure to greet Ant-Man.

"I-I'm a dirty thing! Brat!" Ant-Man's eyes darted around. He gripped the edge of the shield with one hand and grew larger.

Peter was indeed startled by this move.

This was the first time he'd seen someone who could grow and shrink.

"Th-this, this is a dirty thing? What kind of ghost are you?" Peter gripped the shield tightly with one hand, while with the other, he grabbed Ant-Man's foot as it kicked towards him.

And so, Ant-Man was left in an awkward position: one hand still braced on the shield, one foot held by Peter, his back facing downwards, half of him hanging in the air.

Captain America: .

Iron Man:

Are you two sure you're not here to be funny?

"Ahem, this was an accident, kid, no, Pajama Baby, could you let me down?"

Peter's hand tightened slightly, and he said with a forced smile, "My name is Spider-Man, not Pajama Baby."

"Alright, alright, Spider-Man," Ant-Man flailed his hands wildly in the air. "Mr. Spider-Man, could you please let me down? This is really embarrassing."

"Okay, I'll let you down then," Peter tossed Ant-Man away.