I became a weirdo in Marvel

In the room, Parker and Jessica talked about their recent situations, with smiles on their faces.

The sunlight from outside the window slanted in, casting a layer of warm golden glow on the entire room, as if time had stopped at this moment.

".Remember that fat boy named Ned? He seemed to have been admitted to MIT. And Flash Thompson, who always bullied you, was also admitted to college. The school seems to be the State University of New York." Jessica's voice was filled with a hint of nostalgia and emotion.

When Parker heard this, his eyes flashed.

He was of course familiar with the State University of New York. In the dream world, he spent four years of college there.

His friendship and rivalry with Thompson during those years left a deep mark in his memory.

Now that he found out that Thompson had also been admitted to the State University of New York according to the trajectory of the dream world, Parker felt relieved and nervous.

If he also went to college there, he would probably meet a lot of familiar people.

Parker coughed to hide his excitement and said with a smile: "Jessica, aren't you busy being a superhero every day? How do you still have time to find out these things?"

Jessica smiled, with a sly look in her eyes: "Because I'm not like you, I don't even join the class group."

Parker was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Ah? When did the class have a group?"

The two looked at each other and looked at each other.

Soon, Jessica curled up the corners of her mouth and couldn't help laughing: "I thought you didn't want to add it, but it turns out you were forgotten? Sorry, sorry, I should have thought of this earlier."

Parker shook his head and laughed. He didn't care about such things now.

The waves in his heart had long since subsided. He knew that he had walked out of the shadow of the past and embraced a new life.

"Okay, now that you've laughed enough, let's go. I still have to continue working." Parker stood up and patted Jessica's shoulder.

Jessica blinked and asked mischievously, "Aren't you going to add it?"

Parker hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Let's add it."

He took out his cell phone and joined the class group, and instantly many people showed up.

He took a look, didn't care, and put away his phone.

Those familiar names and avatars seemed to bring him back to the past in an instant, but he knew that he was no longer that ignorant boy.

"Oh, by the way, it seems that Thompson will also come to participate in the screening of experimenters. Remember to take good care of him then." Jessica suddenly remembered something and patted Parker's shoulder gently.

After that, Jessica waved her hand and left the room. She also had to get busy.

Parker looked at her leaving back, feeling a mixture of emotions.

"Thompson" Parker whispered the name with a smile on his face.

Parker also left the room and continued his work - even though he was now a Sequence Eight Mysterious Person, he still had to work.

There were too many people coming to participate in the selection, so Parker was assigned to help and was responsible for instructing others how to fill out the forms.

The sun was shining brightly and the hall was a little hot. Beads of sweat were sliding down Parker's forehead, but he still took the trouble to explain how to fill out the form over and over again.

Whenever someone expressed gratitude, he always smiled warmly, as if the tedious work did not make him tired.

After a while, a familiar figure appeared in front of Parker - who else could it be but Thompson?
Thompson was dressed casually with a big smile on his face.

The two smiled at each other and clasped their hands tightly.

At that moment, it seemed as if all the tiredness disappeared, leaving only joy and warmth in my heart.

"How come you're not surprised at all?" Thompson said curiously.

Parker smiled slightly and said, "I heard from Jessica that you were coming over. I didn't expect it to be true."

"Ha, because I'm a fan of Spider-Man. I heard that there was a chance to meet Spider-Man this time, so I came here." Thompson laughed heartily, his eyes full of admiration and expectation for the hero.

Parker smiled. If he had known that he liked Spider-Man so much, he would have asked Uncle Ben to see him and give him an autographed photo.

"How's your work going?" Thompson asked with concern.

"Not bad." Parker replied lightly.

"That's fine." Thompson nodded.

"I've been admitted to a state university. What about you? Have you given up studying? How about going to a state university with me?"

Thompson suddenly changed the subject, his eyes full of expectation and hope.

He hopes to spend his college years with Parker and continue their friendship and adventures.

Parker took a deep breath, and there was a hint of hesitation and struggle in his eyes.

He was indeed tempted, but still shook his head.

He knew that he was no longer the young man who could pursue his dreams as he pleased.

During those years in the dream, he not only found what he desired, but also learned the importance of making choices.

Now he has to work and get promoted, and if he also studies, he will be too busy. So Parker refused, saying that he had to support his family.

Thompson looked at Parker with mixed emotions.

He was pleased with Parker's maturity, but also felt sorry for him losing the opportunity to pursue his dream.

He knew that Parker's choice was not easy, but he also understood that this was the price of growing up.

"I understand."

Thompson patted Parker's shoulder gently, with a firm look in his eyes: "But no matter what choice you make, I will support you."

"Thank you, Thompson," Parker said softly, with gratitude in his eyes.

"You're welcome. We are good friends, aren't we?" Thompson said with a laugh, extending his hand and shaking it tightly with Parker.

"Okay, fill out the form and go line up over there."

"Okay, see you later!"

Parker watched Thompson leave, breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to work.

As time passed and night fell, the lights in the lobby of Osborne Building began to seem lonely.

There were fewer people in the hall, and occasionally one could hear whispers and footsteps. It was extremely quiet.

Thompson completed his physical examination and was told to go home and wait for news.

He was a little tired, but still maintained a polite smile and made an appointment with Parker to have dinner together next time.

The two men shook hands and Thompson left Osborne Building.

Parker watched his back disappear at the door, feeling an inexplicable sense of emotion in his heart.

When there was finally no one in front of him, Parker stood up, stretched, and felt that every muscle in his body was screaming with fatigue.

Just as he was about to pack up and leave, his expression suddenly changed and he looked towards the door.

Two blinding lights suddenly appeared there, making it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.

It was a black luxury car with a cold metallic luster on its body. It directly smashed the glass door at the entrance, making a loud noise and fragments flying everywhere.

The car rushed in without slowing down and stopped in the middle of the hall. Many women in the hall screamed, and the scene suddenly fell into chaos.

Parker's premonition of danger did not disappear, but became stronger. He stared at the slowly opening car door and held his breath.

The moment the car door opened, a cold breath blew in, and four people got out.

The first man was covered with green scales and had a long tail waving behind him, like a giant lizard walking upright. His eyes revealed ferocity and cruelty, as if he was ready to tear apart everything in front of him at any time.

The second person was wearing a white coat and had four mechanical tentacles extending from his back. These tentacles swayed flexibly as if they had their own life. He had a cold smile on his face and his eyes flashed with wisdom and madness.

The third person looked ordinary, but a silver-gray shadow flashed in his eyes from time to time. This shadow made people feel an indescribable fear, as if he could turn into another terrible existence at any time.

The last person gave Parker the strongest sense of oppression. He was tall and straight, with cold and sharp eyes. He wore a white suit like a dress, and his every move revealed an unparalleled domineering aura.

"Dr. Lizard? Dr. Octopus?"

Parker's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Having watched the news, he knew that these two were super villains who had fought with Uncle Ben, so the other two must be equally powerful.

He was not mistaken, these people were Jin Bing and his friends.

After selecting a more pleasing host for the riot, they rushed here.

There was no so-called plan. Jin Bing just needed them to make a big fuss, lure all the enemies here, and kill them all.

"Then let's start now." Jin Bing said in a deep voice, his voice was low and powerful, like an order.

"Hmph." Riot snorted coldly, a bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes.

He was the first to rush out. The moment he took a step, silver-grey mucus quickly covered his entire body, turning him into a terrifying monster nearly three meters tall. He let out a low roar, rushed straight to the wall, and climbed up along the wall.

He sensed the presence of Venom and two other symbiotes, right in this building!

The hall was filled with shrill screams again, and people ran in all directions, trying to escape from these horrible monsters.

Parker's heart was beating wildly. He knew he had to do something, so he quickly looked around, looking for anything he could use.

At this moment, Dr. Lizard also moved. His tail swept across and smashed a large pillar next to him. His eyes were full of violence and he rushed directly towards the crowd.

Doctor Octopus looked upwards, and the mechanical tentacles behind him danced wildly, carrying him to the upper floors. He was going to the laboratory to find the rare elements he needed.

Only Jin Bing just pulled over a chair and sat down, seeming to have no intention of taking action.

Seeing such a chaotic scene, Parker took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He knew that his current strength was not enough to deal with these guys, and he needed to come up with another way. (End of this chapter)