family history of mental illness

Chapter 14 The first psychosis

Everything happened very quickly.

It was only a few seconds from when Peter fell from the sky to when he shot out the spider web in desperation.

The spider web was firmly stuck to the roof of the building, but the huge falling force caused his body to form an arc, and with a "bang", he slammed into the wall hard and stopped.

"...Are you okay?" Brant walked over and pulled Peter out of the wall.

Peter didn't respond at first, and then his chest heaved violently. After a while, maybe a long time, he suddenly coughed a few times and found his voice.

"I think, maybe it's not good." Peter's voice was hoarse, and he coughed a sentence into fragments, "My rib... cough, it may be broken, cough cough, I hope it didn't pierce my lung..." He tried After letting go of the spider web, the severe pain spread from the fingertips to the heart: "Oh, my God, my hand is also broken..."

Brant frowned: "I'll call an ambulance for you."

"No, no, no!" Peter refused eagerly, causing him to cough again: "I can't be seen by others, I can't go to the hospital like this."

Brandt insisted: "You need treatment now."

Peter: "I'm just, ahem, the ability is not working again, and it's been messing with me lately, so... so don't worry, as soon as it comes back, I mean, as soon as it returns to normal, my body will be fine immediately, No need to see a doctor at all."

Brant: "It? Your abilities? Superpowers?"

Peter: "Can you say that too?"

Brandt: "Then when will your super powers recover?"

Peter's eyes wandered: "Ahem, cough, I don't know."

Brant looked at him and sighed: "Okay, you should talk less."

Peter is very poor, Peter is helpless.Peter was in front of his good neighbor in New York, but he couldn't dodge when chasing a modified car, and was hammered into the wall by the opponent's spray device.

He shoots through a hot dog shop, an old newsstand, and a wall before barely coming to a stop.

Then something terrible happened.

His abilities failed, he couldn't feel the strength in his body, and he became fragile again. Even his high myopia returned, and his vision became blurred.The broken wall behind him turned into an intact thrift store at some point, and the streets, shops, and even the seasons became completely different from a few seconds ago!

Peter was in a panic, and he thought of the most terrible possibility.

With his last hope, he called Stark, called May, and even called his best friend...all of them were empty numbers.

He asked for directions against the strange eyes of passers-by, only to learn that he bumped into the strange Miami with a "light bump" from New York.

His guess came true.

He broke through the barriers of time and space, without magical magic, without a time machine, he crossed inexplicably!

It took Peter a whole week to accept this fact. He bought a whole set of old clothes with a small amount of money and rented a cheap small hotel that didn't require documents.

After a hungry meal, he ate a full meal, and then walked out of the door after his ability to be inactive at all times stabilized.

Don't think about school for now, and the identity issue also needs to be resolved. He must first find a job to support his life.

However, it was a long way to find a job, and unfortunately he hit a wall at the first attempt. On the way back, he even witnessed a crime, so he temporarily changed his combat uniform and fought with the criminal.

Unexpectedly, his ability suddenly failed, and his physical fitness returned to the level of ordinary people. He couldn't bear the impact and stretching, and was seriously injured all at once.

Unlucky and wronged, Peter didn't want to talk.

Brant frowned and said disapprovingly: "You need treatment now. If you are afraid of revealing your identity, I can send you to the Chris Lounge first. It is the bar you applied for before. It is safe there. There are also certain emergency medical facilities. When the time comes, you will change your clothes and go to the hospital, so you will naturally not be discovered.

What do you think, Peter Parker? "

"!!!"

Peter was shocked: "How do you know me? Well..." He suddenly stopped, and then said slowly: "I mean, who is Peter Parker? I don't know him."

Can the denial be any more false?Brant sighed, "You are very different from that day. You are a little more lively and confident, but I have to say that your voice is so recognizable Peter, I will not mistake it." He said: "This It's the best way so far, isn't it?"

Peter didn't speak.

Brant urged, "Peter?"

"Wait a minute." Peter said, "My abilities seem to be back?"

Brandt stood up: "Are you sure?"

Peter also slowly got up: "The bones of the hand are still a little sore, but the ribs are back in place... Thank God, the eyesight is back. God knows how painful it was to not be able to see clearly just now."

He jumped in place, no problem at all.

Brant marvels: "Your resilience is amazing."

Peter regained his eyesight, only to realize that there was someone missing here, "Where is that girl? The one lying in the garbage dump just now, wearing glasses, a white shirt and yellow skirt, and a ponytail."

Peter was sure that the girl was lying here before, but now she is missing.

Brandt explained, "She's not in a coma, she's already left. Now, if you're sure you've recovered, I'll call the police."

Peter stood at attention, "I'm fine."

Brant called the police. While waiting, Peter decided to change his suit first, then pretend nothing happened and go back to work. It would be better.

After all, this is not his original world. There are no endless superheroes, no Avengers, and no Mr. Stark.

With a certain awe, Peter confirmed to Brant, "You'll keep it a secret, won't you, sir?"

"Brant Morgan, you can call me Brant."

Peter: "Okay Brant, you're not going to tell anyone, or the police, who I am?"

Brandt said innocently: "I just heard a strange noise and came over to take a look, and then I saw a guy wrapped in a cocoon. I don't know what happened here."

Peter laughed, "Perfect!"

Brant continued to talk nonsense with his eyes open, "I saw a card on this guy's body saying kidnapper, so I knew he was a criminal, so I called the police."

Peter almost cheered for his brain hole: "You are so smart, this idea is great! Let me find the cards..." He went to the garbage dump to rummage, and tore off a waste paper box: "Yes, then Get your pen down... have you got your pen, Brant?"

Brant shook his head.

"I actually brought a pen, but that was in my schoolbag, and I hid it in the front when I was catching criminals." Peter sighed: "I'll go and look for it, I hope the third backpack this month is still alive. "

Ever since he became a good neighbor Spider-Man, he lost dozens of backpacks and clothes. On second thought, no matter how much he lost, Mei didn't bother him anymore, and Peter couldn't help being a little depressed.

Brant didn't give him too much time to be sad: "Is this the backpack you're talking about? The one behind the trash bin tens of meters ahead?"

"That's it! How did you find it?" He dug out a marker pen, which he bought for May in the original world, and it came in handy now.He took off the cap of his pen, wrote a long paragraph on the paper box, looked at it for a long time, and then nodded in satisfaction: "It's done."

[A meeting gift to the Miami police - a kidnapper who bullies girls, from Spider-Man. 】

It's very Spider-Man.

Peter pressed his chest, and the tights came loose. He took them off in twos and stuffed them into the backpack, then pulled out the T-shirt and shorts from the backpack, and changed them neatly. The whole process did not take more than ten minutes. In seconds, it can be seen that there is a lot of experience, and practice makes perfect.

This is really... No matter how expensive something is, it can be worn like a street stall.Brant looked at him with a strange look, which made Peter feel hairy all over. He couldn't help but say, "You, what are you looking at me for?"

Brant said slowly: "Probably because you feel that your change of clothes is very down-to-earth... right?" After a while, he added honestly: "Of course, there is also a little, a little bit of disillusionment."

Peter silently lowered his head silently, his face flushed with embarrassment.

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Xiaochong—the only magical existence in history who can wear hundreds of millions of battle suits into street stalls_(:з)∠)_

ps. The scumbag author's work has exceeded a thousand!It's really not easy.It is even more impossible to add more updates, only red envelopes can be given out, for chapters 13,14 and [-], as of the end of this list, red envelopes will be given out for comments.The frog started posting this Thursday morning, I hope that at that time, Tsukuru will not fall back, it will be embarrassing_(:з」∠)_

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