In American comics, drawing cards reveals wave-particle duality

The sunlight shines into the corridor through the windows of Imperial University, bringing a touch of warmth to the upcoming weekend break.

But for Peter, who is open all day, it doesn’t matter whether he has a weekend off or not... this morning is even particularly painful.

Literally, the feet feel heavy and the body aches.

He walked into the school gate with tired steps, and every step made him grimace.

Although I had a fight with the Lizardmen yesterday, I barely escaped with my life.

But the price he paid was dull pain all over his body, and the three huge scratches kept him awake almost all night.

After working for a long time, I only took a blurry photo and the camera lens was smashed.

"It's all in vain in the end..."

Peter smiled bitterly and thought that this was probably the "benefit" of being a superhero.

Arriving at his locker, Peter looked around warily.

After making sure no one was paying attention, he quickly opened the cabinet door and pulled out the tattered red and blue battle suit from his backpack.

"Hey, little brother, why are you so sad so early in the morning?"

Peter almost jumped at the sudden greeting from his classmate. He hurriedly stuffed his battle suit into the locker and turned around to see his good friend Harry looking at him with amusement.

"Oh, hi... Harry, nothing much, just... a little sleep deprived."

Peter explained hesitantly, secretly glad that Harry didn't see the damaged suit.

Before, only the shoulder armor was slightly damaged, but now the entire back of the uniform has been torn apart by the lizardmen...

People made a battle suit for you with good intentions, but you destroyed it in just two days.

Peter thought he couldn't bring himself to do that.

But what he didn't know was that Jonathan's sensing ability, which was countless times more abnormal than his, had already discovered the damage to the suit.

Peter was too embarrassed to say it, and Jonathan didn't ask deliberately, but simply patted Peter on the shoulder.

But Peter's spider sense suddenly had a strange feeling... Why was Harry's aura particularly dangerous?

Peter didn't know what was going on, but for Harry, the second generation of a military-industrial enterprise, it seemed normal for him to do some dangerous things?

"But... Harry, why did you suddenly come to class today? You know, you've already taken a week off."

Peter wondered.

"I'm here right now... I heard your company came to see me yesterday. Is the uniform damaged?"

"Oh...it's okay, the battle suit is still fine."

"That's good. If you have any questions, remember to tell me."

Peter and Jonathan walked into the classroom together. The teacher was calling the roll at the podium.

"Parker?"

"arrive."

Sitting down, Peter answered absentmindedly, his eyes wandering in the sunlight outside the window.

His girlfriend Gwen went to the school social union meeting, and Harry sat in the last row again. Bored Peter could only stare blankly by himself.

“Thompson?”

Mr. Warren continued to call the names but received no response.

"Fleischer Thompson?"

He called out again, looking around.

Classroom

Fleischer, the disgusting school bully actually skipped class?

Peter raised an eyebrow, feeling a little confused, but he didn't think about it.

No one dares to provoke this guy now. Maybe he will run to some corner to bully the weak at this time?

A class passes quickly.

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Peter slowly packed up his books. Every movement caused the wounds on his body to hurt, and he couldn't help but grimace.

And at this moment, a sharp scream suddenly came from the end of the corridor.

Peter put the book down and hurried out of the classroom, only to see a group of students running towards him in panic.

"Monsters! There are monsters!"

Someone shouted, their voice filled with fear.

Hearing this, Peter's heart sank suddenly and his nerves tensed instantly.

He subconsciously glanced back at his locker, hesitating whether to get his battle suit.

Changing clothes in school, the possibility of being exposed is infinite...

Ten minutes ago.

Connors, transformed into a lizard man, crawled along the dark and damp sewer towards Peter's school.

His claws left deep scratches on the pipe wall, and a sharp hissing sound echoed in the narrow space.

"Peter Parker…your scent, is here!"

The lizard man finally arrived at the sewer directly below the school, and then a cruel light flashed in his eyes.

His tail swung violently, and the huge force directly broke through the top of the sewer.

The toilet in the school restroom suddenly shook violently, as if something terrible was about to break out of the ground.

The ground began to collapse before several students who were washing their hands could react.

Then a creepy roar came from the crack, and a huge claw covered with green scales suddenly stretched out and grasped the ground tightly.

Seeing this, some students in the toilet had already solved their needs on the spot, and the remaining students screamed in fear and ran out desperately.

"The smell of fear..."

The lizardman's huge body emerged from the destroyed ground, and his yellow, wild eyes scanned the surroundings.

A strong stench filled the air, making people sick. He opened his bloody mouth, revealing a row of sharp teeth, and let out a deafening roar.

"Little Peter, little Peter, where are you?"

Smiling evilly, Connors sniffed the lingering scent of Peter in the air and walked in the direction it was floating.

Time returns to the present.

Seeing the emergency, Peter said to Oscar winner Jonathan who was pretending to be "ignorant" and "confused" in the back row:

"Quick! Harry, evacuate the crowd! I'll go see what's going on!"

"Oh, well, go ahead."

Peter ignored Jonathan who was still eating his lollipop and rushed towards the toilet.

Turning the corner, Peter gasped at the sight before him. There was a big hole in the corridor floor, and a strong stench hit him in the face.

At the edge of the cave, a huge figure covered with green scales was destroying the surrounding buildings.

Damn...Why did this BYD follow me here?

With this size and the degree of recovery after being hit by the bomb, how the hell can we fight it?

Peter took a deep breath and turned to face the Lizard Man.

Now he didn't even have his battle suit on, and the wound on his back was still stinging.

But he had to hold the monster back to give the others time to escape.

How about...try mouth cannon first?

"Dr. Connors!"

Peter yelled.

"I know you're still there! Please wake up!"

The lizard man turned his head and locked his yellow needle eyes on Peter.

Hearing Peter's words, he gave an "innocent" smile.

For a moment, Peter seemed to see a glimmer of humanity.

"Peter Peter, I got your name tag..."

The lizard man casually threw the filthy name tag in his hand to the ground and stomped hard into the floor with his foot.

Then, the light was swallowed up by the wildness.

The lizard man roared and rushed towards Peter at an astonishing speed.

"Fuck... I can't win in a head-on fight. I have to find a way to put on my battle suit..."