I became a weirdo in Marvel

Chapter 197 Desire (Daily 700010000, th Day )

Outside the gate of Columbia University, Parker found his classmates at a glance. The sun shone on his face, and the warm feeling made him happy.

Those familiar faces flashed before his eyes like a vivid painting. For some reason, he felt a lot of joy in his heart, as if he was meeting them again after a long separation.

Parker took a deep breath and walked over quickly. A bright smile spread across his face. He greeted the students enthusiastically in a skilled tone: "Hey, hello. Thompson, long time no see."

He patted "Lightning" Thompson's shoulder affectionately, his eyes full of sincere friendliness.

Thompson and his buddies looked at Parker blankly, apparently caught off guard by his attitude.

Parker didn't stay long, just said hello and left.

Thompson stared at Parker's back, frowning slightly, and whispered to his buddies around him: "What's wrong with that guy? Why isn't he afraid of us?"

A tall classmate nearby shrugged and sneered, "Maybe you didn't teach him a lesson enough, Lightning."

Thompson's eyes turned cold, he clenched his fists, and said viciously: "Humph, I'll give him a lesson later!"

Parker seemed unaware of the hostility behind him. He continued to greet the classmates around him while walking in front of Jessica.

He stretched out his palm, smiled and said to Jessica: "Hey, Jessica, it seems like we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Jessica widened her eyes, looked at Parker in surprise, pointed at herself and said, "Are you talking to me?"

Parker smiled with a strange expression: "Well, what else, is there a second Jessica here?"

Jessica was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said with a hint of doubt: "Of course not. It's just that we don't seem to have talked much, right?"

Parker patted his head and said in annoyance, "I'm sorry, I confused reality with dreams again. In the dream, we were good friends and were learning martial arts under the guidance of Li - Oh, do you know Li, a security guard in our school?"

Jessica shook her head: "I don't know."

Parker shrugged, still smiling brightly: "Well, that's okay, we can be friends from now on."

Jessica was silent for a moment, then looked at Parker carefully and said, "You seem different from the Peter Parker I know. He is an introverted and shy person."

Parker's smile became gentle: "Yeah, but people always have to grow up, don't they?"

Jessica nodded, feeling a little curious about this new Parker.

She didn't say anything more, but she began to look forward to further contact with him.

After gathering, they went to the laboratory together.

Everyone in the team had excitement and anticipation on their faces, especially Parker.

The door of the laboratory slowly opened, and familiar scenes came into view, as if scenes from a movie were playing in his mind.

The high-tech equipment, flashing instrument lights, and busy scientists all shocked and excited him.

"It's a pity that Uncle Ben is busy and can't come with me for the tour." Parker thought silently, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

He remembered that in his dream, it was here that Uncle Ben was bitten by one of the lost spiders and became Spider-Man.

The plots in the dream were so real that he sometimes wondered if it was really a dream.

Parker looked at the colorful spiders trapped in the cages, shook his head and laughed, "How can this be true?"

However, a glimmer of doubt continued to grow in my heart.

What if it's true?

Parker's heart began to beat rapidly, as if an unknown force was calling him.

He walked up to a cage and carefully observed the spiders inside through the glass. The spiders had different colors and patterns and were very beautiful.

Each spider is like a work of art, carrying an air of mystery and danger.

Many people took cameras to take pictures of the spiders inside, including Parker.

Parker took the camera that Uncle Ben gave him and observed the spider while taking pictures seriously.

Suddenly, he noticed that one of the incubators that was supposed to contain the spider was now empty.

Parker took a deep breath and knew a spider had escaped.

For some reason, he felt a sense of desire in his heart.

But what exactly is he longing for?
Parker's expression became confused, and he didn't notice at all that a small red and blue spider slowly fell from the ceiling, with an almost transparent filament extending from its body to the ceiling.

After a while, the little spider happened to land on Parker's arm and bit him hard.

In an instant, Parker felt a stinging pain, and the spider's venom quickly seeped into his blood.

Parker's body began to tremble violently, as if a powerful force awakened within him, and his body temperature slowly rose, as if he had a fever.

He felt dizzy and immediately asked the teacher in charge for leave to go home.

The teacher in charge agreed when he saw how pale he looked.

After returning home in a daze, Parker went straight back to the bedroom without even saying hello to Aunt May, lay on the bed, and fainted.

While drowsy, Parker had a strange dream.

He dreamed of himself moving freely among tall buildings, feeling the wind whistling past his ears, as if he were a real spider wandering in the steel jungle of the city.

When Parker woke up again, he found that his body seemed to have undergone some strange changes.

He felt his senses become unusually sharp and his muscles filled with strength.

Every nerve seemed to be reconnected, and the perception of everything around became extremely clear.

He could hear the car engines downstairs, see every leaf dancing outside the window, and even smell the delicious aroma of Aunt May cooking in the kitchen.

"Is this really coming true?" Parker stood up, feeling the power in his body, his heart filled with excitement and excitement.

He actually became Spider-Man!
From that day on, Parker's life changed forever.

He learned how to climb walls and run on rooftops in the city, using spider silk to travel between tall buildings.

He found that he could easily jump several meters high, stick his web to any object, and even sense impending danger.

Parker began to use his powers to protect the innocent and fight crime.

Whenever night falls, he puts on his homemade Spider-Man suit and becomes the guardian of the city.

He shuttled back and forth between high-rise buildings, rescuing trapped citizens and preventing looting and violence.

Gradually, Spider-Man's name spread in the city, and people began to admire this mysterious hero.

Parker is still an ordinary student in school, but at night, he becomes a hero in the hearts of countless people.

However, Parker also understands that being Spider-Man means not only power and glory, but also responsibility and sacrifice. He must hide his identity and not let people around him know the truth.

He must always be vigilant and face all kinds of dangers and challenges.

Despite this, Parker still has no regrets.

He knew that his power was to protect innocent people and to make this city a better place.

Whenever he saw the smiles on people's faces and heard their gratitude, his heart was filled with satisfaction and pride.

Even so, fate was not kind to him at all.

Uncle Ben died at the hands of a gangster.

Parker could save everyone except his own family. He watched Uncle Ben take his last breath in his arms.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, everything around lost its color and sound, only Uncle Ben's last words before his death kept echoing in Parker's mind - "With great power, comes great responsibility."

Parker's heart was broken, and tears blurred his vision. He cried out in his heart countless times: "But, I already understand the meaning of this sentence! Why must Uncle Ben sacrifice himself?!"

That night, Parker cried his heart out.

Tears soaked his clothes and also soaked his soul.

Every tear was like a sharp blade, cutting his heart.

Parker knew that from now on, his life would never be the same again.

Not long after, Parker graduated.

He was admitted to the State University of New York and started a new life.

There, he met the approachable Harry Osborn. Harry was a sunny and cheerful kid from a wealthy family. He always had an uninhibited smile on his face, as if nothing in the world could bother him.

Parker also met the smart and clever Gwen Stacy, a beautiful girl with bright eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

And there was the stunningly beautiful Mary Jane, with her flaming red hair and enchanting smile that always made Parker's heart race.

However, bad luck did not leave him.

Parker's first love, Gwen Stacy, is thrown from a building by his nemesis, the Green Goblin.

At that moment, Parker's heart seemed to be torn apart. He tried his best to save her, but in the end he was unable to rescue her. Gwen died in his arms.

Parker held her body tightly, tears dripping down her face.

He felt extremely angry and helpless, and his heart was filled with hatred for the Green Goblin.

The angry Parker challenged the Green Goblin for a decisive battle. Although he killed the Green Goblin in the end, he became enemies with his good friend Harry because the Green Goblin's real identity was Harry's father Norman Osborn.

Harry couldn't accept his father's death, and he couldn't accept that Parker was the murderer of his father.

The friendship between the two was broken from then on, and Harry's eyes were filled with hatred and pain.

After graduating from college, Parker gave up his favorite research job and chose to become a reporter because he didn't have much time to be a superhero.

He knew that he had the responsibility to protect the city and could no longer pursue his dreams like ordinary people.

Because of this, Parker parted ways with his second girlfriend Mary Jane.

Mary Jane had been the light in Parker's heart, and her smile had made him feel incredibly warm.

However, Parker's sense of responsibility and his identity as a superhero drove them further and further apart.

Mary Jane couldn't understand Parker's choice and finally chose to leave him.

What's even more cruel is that in the same year, Aunt May also left him forever.

Parker became alone again, his heart filled with loss and pain.

Now, he is forty years old.

In the narrow rented house, Parker stood in front of a mottled mirror. The man in the mirror had a weathered face, and the years had mercilessly carved deep marks on his face.

Every wrinkle seemed to tell of his past pain and struggle.

There was a hint of fatigue and helplessness in Parker's eyes. His once unshakable belief now seemed to be crumbling under the weight of time.

He is tired.

Parker took a deep breath, trying to calm his heart.

At this moment, he in the mirror suddenly became twenty years younger, as if he had returned to his energetic high school days.

At that time, Parker's eyes were full of hope and dreams, as if the world was a vast world in front of him.

"Do you regret it? Parker, do you regret becoming Spider-Man?" the young Parker asked in the mirror with a hint of provocation in his voice.

Faced with his own questioning, middle-aged Parker felt a complex emotion in his heart.

He nodded, then shook his head, his voice low and hoarse: "I regret it, but what I regret is not becoming Spider-Man, but not being able to become stronger!"

His voice was filled with pain and regret, as if every word was tearing his heart apart. "If I could have stronger power, I could save Uncle Ben, I could save Gwen, and even Mary wouldn't leave me! Why, why can't I have the hope of becoming stronger like in my dreams!"

Parker became more and more agitated, and the anger in his chest seemed to devour him.

He roared hysterically, as if he wanted to vent all the pain that had been suppressed in his heart for decades.

At this moment, his heart was filled with endless regret and unwillingness.

At this moment, his chest suddenly became extremely hot, as if something was burning.

Parker looked down and found that a spider web pattern was slowly emerging on his chest. The pattern seemed to be alive and dancing on his skin.

Parker was stunned. He reached out to touch the pattern on his chest and felt a strange power coming from the pattern.

The corners of his mouth gradually curled up, and then he laughed crazily: "Hahahaha, so that's it, so that's it! My dream is reality, this is my dream! No, this is my test!"

As he laughed, everything around him shattered like glass, along with the image of himself in the mirror.

Parker's eyes lit up and he found himself standing in front of a familiar old laboratory table with many strangely shaped materials placed on it.

It was very similar to the scene when he took his first test.

He knew that he had passed the test.

Parker did not regard the preparation of medicine as a test. He is no longer the same person as before.

(End of this chapter)