Lin Feng's Gift: Healing Aunt May

"Peter!" Lin Feng called out.

"Hm? What is it, Mr. Lin Feng? Aren't you going back?" Spider-Man responded in confusion.

Spider-Man no longer called him Mr. Superman. Calling him Mr. Lin Feng felt more familiar, just like Mr. Stark.

Lin Feng shook his head. "Of course I'm going back."

"Then is there something you need my help with right now?" Spider-Man scratched his head.

In fact, he was not as dejected as Lin Feng had imagined.

Before vanishing, both Mr. Starks had looked at him.

Lin Feng had not noticed, but Spider-Man knew those looks had been full of farewell and affirmation.

Farewells between men were simple, unlike the one with Little Morgan.

And the appearance of the two Mr. Starks had been like a shot in the arm, recharging Spider-Man, who had been exhausted from maintaining order in New York.

For quite some time to come, Spider-Man would probably be full of motivation again.

"There's nothing I need your help with." Lin Feng smiled and shook his head.

It seemed Spider-Man had not been affected too deeply emotionally, which reassured him.

"Come on, let's take a walk. I'll be heading back soon too!" Lin Feng invited.

Spider-Man gladly accepted.

The two strolled through the night.

Because there were so few people, this place was quieter and more desolate than Lin Feng's Marvel Universe.

Lin Feng did not know why he wanted to take a walk. Perhaps it was also his way of saying goodbye to this Zombie Universe.

Unless something unusual happened in the future, he would not be coming here again.

Lin Feng had read quite a few zombie novels and had once imagined being transported to a Zombie World, wielding superpowers and slaughtering zombies.

But he had started at the peak. Zombies could no longer interest Lin