[Comprehensive British and American] The best neighbor

He took out the key, greeted Aunt Mei in the kitchen, and returned to his room. The crooked ceramic bottle on the bedside table in the room was still there quietly. He suddenly remembered that it seemed like a month ago, Zemo In the bedroom right across from him, tell him - if he straightened the neck of the ceramic bottle, he might still use that bottle to hold his Halloween candy.

He walked to the window unconsciously, looking at the opposite bedroom window, the curtains blocked his view from the inside, although he didn't care - he knew that in the room except for the furniture that was not even carefully covered with white cloth Nothing at all.

What if Zemo was really just a normal guy who moved in next to Peter Parker's house?he thinks.Will things get better or worse?

He couldn't imagine.

Just as he was about to end this futile daydream and turn back to open his schoolbag, a strange sound sounded from the corner of the room, and his spider alarm immediately screamed——he immediately pointed at the corner where the sound came out, and got ready. took a defensive posture.

A blue object was looming, Peter opened his eyes wide, and almost thought it was his own hallucination - the blue box gradually became clearer, and finally, with the sound of an over-speeding exhaust fan or engine At the end, that thing appeared in front of him in its original form, and it was a——

Blue police box?

"Are you kidding me?" Peter didn't dare to answer, and he didn't know who he was talking to.

The door was then opened, and a tall, thin man rushed out, staring at Peter excitedly——

"How did you survive?"

His expression was too excited, as if Peter was looking for the treasure of his life, Peter was a little frightened by the pure excitement, and he took a small step back calmly.

"I don't understand what you're talking about..."

"You can't survive!" the man rambled excitedly, walking up and down in Peter's small room, and almost stepped onto Peter's bed, he kept saying: "Impossible, it is impossible that anyone from that war escaped from the middle, I have confirmed that everyone is dead, except me, I am the last—" He stopped suddenly.

Peter looked at him suspiciously, and then glanced at the blue police box—how did that police box appear out of thin air?Is that some alien technology?What happened to the war that person just said?Everyone is dead?

"Why did I only hear two heartbeats?" The tall and thin man asked suddenly.

Peter frowned: "Isn't this normal?"

"No, no, no, this is not normal at all." He took out a stethoscope from somewhere, and was about to press it on Peter, but Peter stepped back immediately to stop him—"What do you want to do?" Peter asked. "Who are you? How did you get here?"

"Hey, kid, that's not the big deal. Now I need to hear your heartbeat, just listen to it. You know, to make sure how many hearts you have or something—"

"I only have one heart." Peter affirmed, "I went to the hospital for a physical examination. Okay, now let me ask you, who are you?"

"Me?" said the tall, lanky man in a striped suit, "I'm the doctor."

"Doctor?" Peter was even more puzzled. He couldn't see any malice in the person in front of him, so he wasn't too vigilant—"Which doctor? What aspect?"

The doctor sat on the table: "It's a doctor, a doctor in any aspect, whatever you think, just call me a doctor."

"So now it's time for me to ask you a question," said the doctor, twisting the small device in his hand slightly, Peter couldn't see what it was, "Who are you?"

"Peter," said Peter, "Peter Parker. Where are you from?"

"The Kassala galaxy is 800 million light-years away, the juice there is quite delicious, if you can ignore the seeds that jump and scream from time to time." The doctor spread his hands. "Did you carry a pocket watch with you when you were little?" He stared at Peter closely.

"No," Peter said, "I bought a plastic pocket watch toy when I was a child, but I don't know where I lost it. Why did that pavilion appear in my room out of nowhere."

"This is a technical problem related to the dimensions of time and space. If I explain it to you, your human brain will not be able to understand it anyway, so let's skip this problem-what happened to your friends? Is it? The two hearts are particularly smart, the kind that can be reborn after death." The doctor stared at his face tightly, looking very nervous.

The sudden constriction of Peter's pupils did not escape his eyes, and he immediately rushed to Peter's side—"Who is he? Where is he now? How old does he look? Does he look healthy?—"

"Who are you!" Peter's voice stern.

"I am the Doctor, the only, the first and the last Doctor, the last in the universe—well, this may be a bit inappropriate now—the Time Lord!" The doctor's previous sentence was very deterrent, but when the Time Lord This paragraph suddenly became a little joyful.Although this did not relax Peter in the slightest.

"Why are you looking for the born again?" Peter asked.

"Because I'm looking for my compatriots, and my compatriots, yes, they just happen to die and be reborn." The doctor said.

"Rebirth after death?" Peter's voice was full of disbelief.

"Oh yes, I know it's unbelievable." The doctor waved his hand, as if he didn't know how to describe the situation. Finally, he took a deep breath, walked to the door of the blue pavilion, opened the door, "Go in and have a look," he said.

"No." Peter refused without thinking.

"Well, I won't lock you up in a small blue pavilion just like this—then you can take a look at the door, it's far away, it doesn't matter at all," the doctor said.

Only then did Peter cautiously walk to a place farther away from the entrance of the blue pavilion. He looked in through the entrance, thinking that he would see a shallow and narrow pavilion, but he held his breath for an instant.

"Oh my God......"

"That's right! That's the sentence!" The doctor said excitedly. Although he had been very excited since he appeared, he seemed a little more excited now, "Say it!"

Peter opened his mouth, confused by his sudden excitement, and finally said what he wanted to say: "The inside is bigger than the outside."

"Yes! That's it!" The doctor clapped his hands heavily, "Now you believe me, I am an alien, looking for my kind, how old is the earth now? Your technology, and even the universe will be many years in the future It is absolutely impossible for the advanced technology to reach the point where space can be folded—this has always been the time lord’s patent, I can’t be some malicious liar—so, where is he?"

Peter recovered from the shock.

"Why are you looking for him?" he asked.

"So he is a man, and he is very important to you." The doctor suddenly fell silent. Peter looked at him, and the man who was very excited just now seemed to be sucked out of his vitality at that moment. "I," he paused, as if his mind was wandering, his tone suddenly became a bit erratic, "I just want to know if he's okay, maybe I just want to see him with my own eyes."

"You said you were the last time lord," Peter guessed, "or, once, were the time lords your race?"

"Yes," he came back from his fugue, "I am the Lord of Time, and your friend is almost the same, so is it."