Second Crossing

As the car neared Queens, Iron Man pulled Peter aside to film an "alibi" video together.

Well, it was mainly to placate Aunt May.

Peter thought about it and agreed, so he filmed one.

Afterward, Iron Man told Peter that Happy would be his exclusive contact.

If they needed Peter to mobilize, someone would contact him.

As they were getting out of the car, Iron Man noticed Peter's distraction and, guessing what he was thinking, cautioned him, "Remember, don't do what I would do, and don't do what I wouldn't do."

Peter looked confused. "Then what should I do?"

"No, no, between those two areas, there's a gray zone, and that's your operational range," Iron Man said, not wanting to dampen Peter's enthusiasm.

Peter pondered, "Oh~"

Did he just get official clearance to act?

From now on, when he operated on the streets, he wouldn't be an unpaid vigilante, but a reserve Avenger!

As for how big this gray zone was?

Heh, didn't Iron Man himself say he wasn't sure?

Hehehe.

Peter dreamed of a bright future.

Iron Man suddenly turned to the side.

Peter thought he was going to get a hug before leaving, but Iron Man just opened the car door for him. "I wasn't going to hug you; we're not that close yet."

Peter: .

When Peter got home, Aunt May hadn't returned from work yet.

So he lay on his bed, continuing to tinker with the web-shooter.

Actually, if it weren't almost dinnertime, he definitely would have gone out to test it instead of debugging it at home.

He had to admit, the new web-shooter's functionality was incredibly powerful and captivating!

Peter could already imagine how strong he would become once he mastered all the web-shooting combinations in the web-shooter and thoroughly studied the technology in the suit!

Click!

Just as Peter was excitedly studying the web-shooter, the room door suddenly opened, and Aunt May walked in.

Peter was startled, his mind racing for a split second, and he quickly lowered his right hand wearing the web-shooter, pretending to cover his eyes with his left.

"Peter, you..." Aunt May walked in, intending to say he was back, but seeing Peter's actions, she quickly changed her words, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just got into a fight," Peter told a lie that wasn't entirely a lie; he had indeed fought, and more than once.

"Who, who hit you?"

"Certain guys."

"What 'certain guys'? What are their names?"

"Uh, Steve, Scott, Sam, something like that, I'm not really sure."

"Steve? Steve from 12C? The one with the buck teeth? I did hear he's quite a troublemaker. Are Scott and Sam his bad buddies?" Aunt May turned to get a towel from the kitchen and wet it with some water.

"No, no, no, it's not," Peter was startled. He hadn't expected Aunt May to actually find someone to fit the description. He quickly added a patch, "You don't know him. He, he lives in Brooklyn. Yes, Brooklyn."

Aunt May walked back and handed Peter the towel. "I hope you hit him back."

Peter took the towel and quickly covered his wound before Aunt May could get a good look.

"Of course! I hit him back several times, really. It's just that his friends were really, really big."

Aunt May patted Peter's head. Seeing his nervous expression, she gave up on checking the wound. "What do you want for dinner, my little tough guy?"

"I want Salito!" Salito is an Italian dish, similar to fried rice, and one of Aunt May's specialties.

"I'll go see if we have enough ingredients in the fridge," Aunt May turned and left the room.

"Close the door for me."

Bang.

After dinner, Peter continued to tinker with the web-shooter in his room.

It wasn't until around ten o'clock that he found an opportunity to put on his suit and sneak out, intending to fight crime and, of course, test his new suit.

However, for some reason, Queens was peaceful that night.

Peter patrolled for a few hours but encountered nothing.

Well, nothing happening was actually a good thing.

But for someone who was eagerly looking forward to experimenting with his "new toy," it wasn't exactly a great start.

Seeing that there was nothing to do as midnight approached, Peter returned home, took off his suit, and lay on his bed.

"Right, let's check out that web."

Peter closed his eyes.

Huh?

Beside the light representing Shadow Spider-Man, which had already dimmed, another glowing point appeared.

Peter's heart leaped with joy.

This meant he could travel to another Spider-Man's world again, experience his life, and gain some of his abilities!

He decided to act immediately.

Peter checked the time: 1:13. He just needed to return before 7 o'clock.

This meant he had about 6 hours of "otherworldly experience time."

Silently noting this, Peter closed his eyes and slowly extended the glowing web fluid in his consciousness towards the glowing point.

Snap!

As the glowing web fluid connected with the glowing point, Peter, as expected, "fell asleep."

But he woke up very quickly!

—

When he came to his senses again, he found himself crouching on the edge of a building. He was wearing a green hoodie and jeans, with a backpack slung over his shoulder.

"Uh, what kind of outfit is this? Like a friendly neighborhood big brother?" Peter quipped.

Memory fragments flooded his mind at the opportune moment.

As expected, the body he was currently inhabiting was also named Peter Parker. Perhaps all Spider-Men were named Peter Parker?

Or perhaps all Peter Parkers became Spider-Men?

But why was that?

Peter felt that if he experienced more worlds, he might find the answer.

He continued to receive the memories.

The Peter Parker of this world was similar to him. He hadn't had his spider abilities for too long, but like him, he had also made his own web-shooters and web fluid.

However, this Peter was one year older than him, currently 17 years old.

He had a girlfriend named Gwen Stacy.

That evening, Gwen had invited Peter to her house. After dinner, during the meal, Gwen's father, Captain George Stacy, mentioned Spider-Man and called him a social menace.

Peter was provoked and couldn't help but argue a few points in defense of Spider-Man.

As a result, the entire pleasant family gathering was ruined.

However, it wasn't without its gains.

Faced with his girlfriend Gwen's questioning, Peter chose to reveal his true identity to eliminate the misunderstanding between them.

At the same time, a remark from Captain Stacy during the meal enlightened Peter.

"That guy wears a mask, like a desperado, and the criminals he catches all look like they were stamped from the same mold, as if he's seeking personal revenge!"