Nick Fury's visit had not changed Lin Hai and the others' daily lives in the slightest.
It was only after Peter learned that he had missed the chance to meet, talk with, and dine with someone on the level of the S.H.I.E.L.D. director that he could not help beating his chest in regret.
"Whoa! The director of S.H.I.E.L.D.? Some big shot who manages a ton of agents and knows countless secrets?" Peter's eyes went wide, his tone full of regret.
"What did he look like? Was he especially imposing? What did you talk about? Did he mention me? I mean... Spider-Man?"
Watching him scratch his head in agitation, Lin Hai found it somewhat amusing. "He looked pretty distinctive. Dark skin, black trench coat, black sunglasses, but only one eye. As for presence... well, he didn't look scary. We talked about this and that, and he even bought a few potted plants. As for Spider-Man..."
He deliberately paused. Only after seeing Peter perk up his ears did he drawl, "With an intelligence network that advanced, they already knew there was a spider in a red-and-blue bodysuit swinging around New York. Why would they need to specifically bring it up?"
Peter's shoulders immediately slumped. "True... Sigh, it just feels like such a shame. He was someone on the same level as Director Zheng Xian, after all."
Still, that little regret came and went quickly.
At heart, Peter was more curious about such high-ranking figures than interested in anything else. As he continued doing good deeds and fighting crime across New York, he soon put Nick Fury's visit out of mind.
New York's weather gradually turned colder. The leaves on both sides of the streets turned golden and deep red before rustling down in the growing chill wind, while the scent in the