Finished cleaning up the mess left by Sinister Six.
Peter landed on a roof facing the street. As soon as he took a breath, the voice of the suit artificial intelligence Sassy sounded in his ears, "Spider-Man, your father called, do you want to pick it up?"
"... take it." Peter sighed.
As soon as the call was connected, Richard·Parker's anxious and angry voice immediately exploded from the communicator. "Peter?! Are you okay? Are you injured?!"
"I'm fine, dad." Peter pinched his eyebrows, "This isn't the first time I've dealt with this group of Joker, and it probably won't be the last."
"It's okay, I'm almost scared to death!" Richard breathed a sigh of relief, then his tone suddenly changed, and he rushed to the door with anger, "What are you thinking in your head?! Do you not want to die?!"
"I had to do something then."
"I thought you had given up on the ridiculous idea of being Spider-Man! Peter, your life finally got back on track! Why did you run back to die?!"
Peter's face darkened. "Because someone is getting hurt. Do you want me to just watch and do nothing?!"
"Yes! At least that way I don't have to go to the morgue to get my son's body!"
"Then it seems that this is the biggest difference between us." Peter said coldly, "I will not run away from trouble, I will only face it. As long as I can change the status quo, I will never stand idly by."
"Peter, you can't do this, I will never allow it!"
"You can't stop me." Peter interrupted him neatly, "I am Spider-Man. Richard. If you dare to do unnecessary things without authorization, I will never forgive you in this life. Let's talk about it when we go home."
Hanging up the communication, Peter leaned on the fence on the roof, looking at the streets below that were gradually returning to order.
"How annoying," he muttered under his breath.
The burnt smell in the air has not dissipated, but the faces of the pedestrians below have lost the overwhelming despair just now. They all seemed to know the fact in an instant - Spider-Man is back.
Ding.
The cell phone rang.
"Sir, there is a message from Ms. Mary Jane Watson." Sassy joked, "She said you owe her fifty yuan."
Peter couldn't help laughing, "Tell her to charge it to my account first."
He put on his mask, jumped into the night, and flew straight towards Baxter Building.
When they landed on the balcony, the TV in the living room was playing the news about the battle just now. Liz and Johnny were sitting side by side on the big sofa, Susan was sitting on the single sofa, and Reed was standing aside blankly, everyone was staring at the screen.
"Peter!"
Liz was the first to notice Peter walking in. She jumped up suddenly, threw herself into Peter's arms and hugged him tightly, with a bright smile on her face, "I knew you couldn't really retire!"
Peter took off the mask, which quickly shrank into the form of a portable card. He laughed dryly, "Yes, yes, I already owe MJ fifty yuan."
Liz let go of his hand, the smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and his eyebrows stood up. "Now! Please explain it to me! Is all your brain filled with mud?! Go and challenge six perverts by yourself?! Why don't you call me Avengers?! You can't just call anyone, you have to stand alone?!"
"Ahem, it's my turn to come to the rescue." Johnny, with quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed Liz's arm and pulled him back.
"Let me go! He is a lunatic! He almost died there!" Liz cursed and was dragged towards the room by Johnny.
Johnny turned back and winked at Peter, grinning. "It's nice to see you back, brother. I mean, the real you."
"I'm happy too."
Peter walked towards the sofa. Susan had closed the book in his hand and stared at him calmly with a pair of blue eyes.
Peter sat next to her, feeling the warmth coming from her body, and finally relaxed and slumped. "You think I'm stupid too?"
"You can ask me and Johnny to help, Peter." Susan said in a low voice.
"I know... but there are some things that I have to settle on my own."
"You will die!" Susan's tone suddenly became sharp and she stared at him.
"Don't worry, it's not like you don't know that I'm super hard to kill..."
"I don't care what kind of self-healing ability you have!" Susan stared at him fiercely, even gritting his teeth, "If those guys cut your neck off, see if you can survive!"
Peter lost his temper after being scolded and honestly admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry."
"Is that all it takes to say sorry?"
"Okay, Foundation, I've covered all the clothes for the next week."
"We have a fully automatic washing machine!"
"Then someone has to throw the clothes in and take them out to dry."
Susan rolled his eyes at him. "One month."
"Deal." Peter took advantage of the situation and put his arm on the back of the sofa, leaning forward with a smile, "Looks like today is not too bad."
"The Internet has exploded." Susan raised his lips slightly, "Everyone is celebrating your return. As long as they see the Spider logo, everyone feels at ease. Who would have thought that a Spider can bring so much courage to this city?"
"I already knew it." Peter raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Otherwise, why do you think I spray-painted the Spider pattern on the jacket of my battle suit?"
"Don't come here, it's obviously because you were bitten by Spider back then." Susan interrupted him with a smile.
At this time, Reed, who had been standing next to him, finally coughed.
Peter turned his head, his expression calmed down a bit. "That equipment... was it destroyed?"
Reed bowed his head heavily. "Destroyed. I have dismantled all the core components, and completely cleared all data and backups in the server. No one will ever use it again."
"It's best like this." Peter patted his legs and stood up.
Susan reached out and held the back of his hand, with a trace of concern in his eyes. "Peter... What exactly did you encounter after passing through that portal?"
Peter looked at the two of them and suddenly showed an extremely bright smile. This smile stunned both Reed and Susan - after all, in the past period of time, there was almost no smile on Peter's face.
"I encountered some... super interesting things." Peter took out his mobile phone.
This mobile phone followed him through countless crises, from the territory of Earth-982 to Mephisto, and then all the way back to this world.
"Sassy, cast these photos on the TV."