In a neighborhood apartment in Queens District, New York, a teenager dressed in a hoodie and wrapped up tightly climbed out through the window.
Then, as if sensing something, he looked up and saw a black silhouette streak across the distant sky, accompanied by faint sonic booms.
It looked like a person.
"Aunt May was right. There really are more and more weirdos in this world."
After muttering to himself, Peter Parker pulled down his hood, completely covering his face. He shot out a web and vanished around a city street corner with a leap.
High in the sky, Ganfal, who was accelerating through the air, stirred as he received a communication request from S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Mr. Ganfal, please state your current location and condition."
Agent Hill's voice came through the communications channel.
"Current location: above Queens District, New York City. I am moving toward S.H.I.E.L.D.'s temporary operations command center."
Ganfal answered calmly. "Altitude: 2,100 meters. Flight speed: 1,230 kilometers per hour. Estimated arrival time: seventeen minutes and forty-seven seconds."
"On behalf of S.H.I.E.L.D., thank you for your assistance. Also, according to Mr. Miles, you should be equipped with an optical invisibility module, correct?"
"Yes."
Ganfal gave an affirmative answer.
His bionic body had fused with the Spectrum Prism and already possessed various optical superpowers. To him, "optical invisibility" was basically the same as changing clothes.
"Then we recommend that you activate it immediately."
Agent Hill spoke somewhat helplessly. "You are currently flying over Queens District, New York, at 1,200 kilometers per hour. You may attract the attention of a large number of civilians, surveillance cameras, social media users, air traffic control radar, NYPD aviation units, and at least three online accounts obsessed with filming strange phenomena in the sky. Normally, we do not encourage people with flight capabilities to