A photo immediately appeared on the big screen. It was a group photo of Peter and Franklin·Richards. The two had just walked out of Negative Zone. Little Franklin had a tired face but a bright smile, and put an arm on Peter's shoulder.
"Franklin?" Susan was stunned.
"Richards?" Reed also blinked.
"Hmm, your future son." Peter crossed the photo, and the next one was the legendary "Fantastic Five" group photo, "In the world I went to, everything passed a long time ago. Fantastic Four became Fantastic Five--Johnny, Ben, Reed, Franklin, and Johnny's Skrulls wife Lyja."
Susan took a breath. "That green-skinned woman is Johnny's wife?!"
"Yes." Peter nodded.
Reed searched around in the photo and asked doubtfully, "What about me? Why am I not in the photo?"
"There you are." Peter pointed to the gray robot in the corner of the photo, "You in the future have lost your physical body, but your brain is intact, so you transferred your consciousness into the mechanical body... Seriously, it's so cool."
In the next hour, Peter told them about his experiences in the other world. He concealed the fact that he became a disciple of Master Strange and fought against the Demon King, and only chose the easy and interesting things about adventuring side by side with Franklin and the others.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Peter said goodbye and left.
He asked Doc, the intelligent AI system installed in the modified car, to drive the car automatically from Avengers Tower. He changed back into casual clothes and Peter opened the door.
I thought there were only MJ and Aunt May at home, but as soon as I entered the door, I saw Uncle Ben, Aunt May and Richard all sitting in the living room, their faces full of uncontrollable worries.
"Hey, I'm sorry I'm late, something happened in the lab." Peter closed the door.
"Peter!" Richard rushed up to him immediately and gave him a suffocating hug, "Are you okay? Are you injured?!"
"I'm fine, dad." Peter hugged him, "It's really nothing."
Uncle Ben said with a smile on the side, "I told Richard that you must be fine, he must think you are in trouble. Peter, you kid is not causing trouble outside, right?"
Peter smiled, "It's not a big deal." He looked at Richard, whose expression softened but was still a little stiff, and said seriously, "Actually... I have something to say to you."
Aunt May looked at him worriedly. "What's wrong, kid?"
"Thank you." Peter put away his smile and looked at the relatives in front of him sincerely, "I know that since what happened to Felicia and Doctor Doom, I have become very bad... but thank you for never giving up on me."
Uncle Ben stood up and reached out to rub Peter's hair into a mess. "Silly boy, we are a family."
Aunt May looked at him carefully and asked tentatively, "Peter... You seem much happier?"
"Yeah." Peter smiled self-deprecatingly, "I finally no longer behave like an idiot."
"Watch your words." Richard subconsciously taught him.
Peter lowered his head and muttered, "Well, no wonder the future Peter·Parker also has this preaching tone..."
Uncle Ben asked curiously, "What happened? You look like a different person."
"Nothing, I just went out for a walk and figured out some things." As soon as Peter finished speaking, there was an earth-shattering gurgling sound in his stomach.
The living room was quiet for a second, and then Uncle Ben burst out laughing, "Okay! Find some food to plug this kid's mouth first, and listen to what he has been through during this time!"
The dinner that night was warm and lively. Peter was making up lies while looking at the family members sitting around the table, and felt a long-lost sense of solidity in his heart.
The "future family" in another world is great, but these are the people he must protect with his life.
Two days later.
The Christmas holiday has officially begun, and the festive atmosphere on the streets is getting stronger and stronger.
Peter, MJ and Liz are sitting in their favorite cafe, the sun is shining right by the window.
In the past two days, Peter has regained the rhythm of life. Avengers was relieved when they learned that he was safe and sound. Tony·Stark even greeted everyone Bragging, "I knew that kid wouldn't die that easily"; Reed always felt guilty. Peter warned him severely not to conduct dangerous experiments again, and Reed honestly agreed.
Interestingly, there is even a weird conspiracy theory on the Internet - saying that the real Spider-Man is actually dead, and the person who saved New York that day was actually Captain America wore the Spider battle suit to pretend to be one. The "iron-hard evidence" given by netizens turned out to be that Iron Man suit was too expensive and it was impossible for Spider-Man to afford the same technology.