Conjecture of the Glowing Spider Web

Additionally, there was another one, representing the number of his own world.

Earth-199999!

"This is... the universe number for a different Spider-Man universe?" Peter suddenly understood. "So, the multiverse really exists!"

"Is it possible that what's on me is actually a collection of multiversal singularities, recording countless parallel universe singularities within the multiverse."

"And through these singularities, I can shuttle my consciousness between two different parallel universes, possessing the 'me' in the parallel universe."

"Then, one day in the future, can I physically travel through the singularities and personally meet with my counterparts from other parallel universes?"

Countless thoughts popped into Peter's mind. He imagined a future where he and Shadow Spider-Man and Amazing Spider-Man were sitting together, chatting and laughing, and found it incredibly amusing.

His thoughts also began to wander.

He knew what the concept of the multiverse was.

The multiverse could be seen as an infinitely tall building, with each floor representing a parallel universe.

However, due to the different choices made by the residents of each floor, meaning the inhabitants of each parallel universe, and their differing renovation plans and lifestyles, each floor had a different decoration.

The residents on the first floor liked a Western pastoral style, so the first floor was decorated in a Western pastoral style.

The residents on the second floor liked a Western classical style, so the second floor was decorated like a medieval castle.

The residents on the third floor liked a Chinese style, so the third floor became decorated in a Chinese style.

The residents on the thirteenth floor wanted to rent out their space, so they converted it into "luxury" 5-square-meter compartments.

Some residents might have become zombies, so the inhabitants of that floor were zombies.

Some floors might have been bought by non-human residents, turning that floor into a home for non-human inhabitants.

The multiverse, countless worlds, infinite possibilities!

And the glowing spider web in his mind was the elevator connecting the different floors.

Those numbers were the "floor numbers" in the elevator.

As long as one could control the elevator and knew the floor number, they could go to the corresponding floor.

Most residents didn't know about or couldn't use this elevator; only a select few knew of its existence.

And he was one of that select few!

Peter didn't believe that in such a vast multiverse, he was the only one like a scorpion's droppings.

He might have some small luck and cleverness, but he didn't think he was the luckiest or the smartest.

Wasn't Iron Man much smarter than him?

After recovering from his surprise at the existence of multiple realities in the multiverse, Peter reined in his wandering thoughts.

He was curious about what he would gain from Amazing Spider-Man this time.

Spider-Sense? It seemed not.

Strength, speed, agility? It seemed not either.

No gain at all?

Peter thought about it. Perhaps, like Shadow Spider-Man's "reasoning, insight, and stealth" abilities, this gain was an "software" enhancement, rather than a "hardware" upgrade.

That was also good.

Actually, in terms of hardware, meaning physical fitness, Peter was already quite good.

He could catch a car kicked by Ant-Man with his bare hands!

A bus weighing seven to eight tons, being thrown at him, the kinetic energy contained within it was immense, as one could imagine.

But he could catch it with his bare hands.

And he felt that this was far from the peak of his strength.

With such strength, Peter was already quite satisfied.

If it were any greater, he would have to be even more careful in his daily life, which he didn't particularly like.

After organizing everything, Peter checked the time and realized it was already seven o'clock.

Although he had been busy all night, his body was full of energy.

When his consciousness traveled to the Earth-120703 universe to merge with Amazing Spider-Man, his own body was actually in a dormant state.

In theory, his consciousness could remain awake at all times—he just needed to enter another universe when his body here felt tired.

But that was just theory.

Because if he continued like that, even if his body could handle it, his consciousness probably couldn't.

Moreover, this journey also made him realize a problem: when he entered other worlds and merged with other Spider-Men, he would inevitably receive some of their past experiences and be influenced by them.

If he didn't use it in moderation, he might even go mad.

"Why don't I get up early and make Aunt May breakfast?" Peter rolled over and sat up.

He thought of Aunt May in the two worlds he had experienced. Both were childless and widowed in their old age, which was quite tragic.

Well, my own Aunt May doesn't even have a boyfriend.

That's pretty sad.

Peter climbed out of bed, got dressed, washed up, and then went to the kitchen.

It was called breakfast, but it was actually quite simple.

He took a few slices of toast from the refrigerator, heated up two cups of milk, and then turned on the frying pan to fry two eggs.

In a few minutes, a steaming hot breakfast was served.

As Peter placed the breakfast on the kitchen table, Aunt May had just finished washing up and walked into the kitchen.

Seeing Peter, who was busy and wearing a scarf, she was stunned for a moment.

"Well, what's blowing in the wind today?"

"Hey, hey, is that how you talk about your own nephew? Shouldn't you say something like, 'Wow, this young man is so considerate today, he's absolutely dashing'?" Peter said, holding a butter knife and spreading butter on the toast as he complained.

"He is indeed dashing today!" Aunt May took a serious look at Peter, walked over, and kissed him. "Hehe, my Peter has grown up and can make breakfast for me now, that's wonderful!"

Peter blushed a little. He really hadn't paid enough attention to the people around him in the past.

Aunt May had been taking care of him all these years; she was his superhero.

But after gaining superpowers, he had only thought about going out to fight for justice and be a superhero for others, never thinking about giving Aunt May more care.

Aunt May picked up a slice of toast, spread butter on it, sandwiched it with an egg and lettuce, and quickly started eating.

"Aunt May, do you have something to do today?" Peter asked, a little confused. This didn't seem like Aunt May's usual state; she was usually unhurried.

Oh, except for those times when Peter woke up late and was almost late for school.

Back then, she wished she could whip him with a belt from behind to hurry him to school.

Aunt May ate heartily, and upon hearing him, she replied vaguely while chewing, "Today... charity cross-country..."

"Can you swallow your food before you speak?" Peter reminded her helplessly.

Gulp.

After swallowing the food in her mouth, Aunt May quickly said, "The Public Assistance Center is holding a special charity event today, combining sports and charity. The sports include jet skiing, off-road racing, bungee jumping, and more. It's so exciting!"

Peter: "...The sponsor isn't Red Bull, is it?"