Marvel's Spider-Man: Web of Fate

earth-199999!

"These are... the universe designations for different Spider-Man universes?" Peter exclaimed in realization. "So, the multiverse really does exist!"

"Could it be that what I have is actually a collection of singularities in a multiverse, recording countless parallel universe singularities in the multiverse?"

“And I can use these singularities to travel between two different parallel universes and possess the ‘me’ in the parallel universe.”

"Will I be able to physically travel through the singularity someday and meet in person with other versions of myself from parallel universes?"

Peter's mind was filled with countless thoughts, imagining a future day when he would sit and chat with Spider-Man Noir and The Amazing Spider-Man, and he couldn't help but find it very interesting.

His thoughts began to diverge.

He knew what the so-called multiverse was.

The multiverse can actually be viewed as an infinitely tall building, with each floor representing a parallel universe.

However, because the residents of each floor, that is, the residents of each parallel universe, make different choices when they move around on the floor, their decoration plans, lifestyles, and so on are different, resulting in different decorations on each floor.

The residents on the first floor like a Western country style, so the first floor is decorated in a Western country style.

The residents on the second floor prefer a Western classical style, so the second floor is decorated like a medieval castle.

The residents on the third floor liked the Chinese style, so the third floor was decorated in the Chinese style.

The residents on the thirteenth floor wanted to rent it out, so they converted it into individual 5-square-meter "luxury" cubicles.

Some residents may have turned into zombies, so the residents of that floor are zombies.

Some floors may be bought by non-human residents, and thus that floor becomes their home.

Multiverse, countless worlds, infinite possibilities!

The glowing spider web in his mind was the elevator connecting the different floors.

Those numbers are the "floor numbers" in the elevator.

Once you know the elevator and the floor number, you can go to the corresponding floor.

Most residents are unaware of or unable to use the elevator; only a small number are aware of its existence.

And he was one of those few!

Peter didn't believe that he was the only one in such a vast multiverse, like Scorpion Poop.

He may have had some luck and cleverness, but he doesn't consider himself the luckiest or smartest one.

Isn't Iron Man much smarter than him?

After being amazed by the existence of multiple universes and multiple realities, Peter brought his wandering thoughts back to the present.

He was curious about what he could gain from The Amazing Spider-Man this time.

Spider-sensory perception? It seems not.

Strength, speed, agility? It seems there isn't any.

Did we gain absolutely nothing?

Peter thought for a moment and realized that perhaps this gain, like the "reasoning, insight, and stealth" abilities of Spider-Man Noir, was an enhancement of "software" rather than an improvement of "hardware".

That's not bad either.

In terms of hardware, that is, physical fitness, Peter is already quite good.

He can catch a car kicked by Ant-Man with his bare hands!

Imagine the immense kinetic energy contained in a bus weighing seven to eight tons being smashed down on it; it's easy to imagine.

But he can catch it with his bare hands.

He felt that this was far from the limit of his power.

Peter was quite satisfied with this kind of power.

If he gets older, he'll have to be even more careful in his daily life, which he doesn't really like.

After getting everything ready, Peter checked the time and realized it was already seven o'clock.

Despite having worked all night, his body was full of energy.

While his consciousness traveled to the Earth-120703 universe to merge with The Amazing Spider-Man, his own body was actually in a dormant state.

Theoretically, his consciousness can remain conscious indefinitely—he only needs to enter another universe when his body here feels tired.

However, that's just theory.

Because if things continue like that, even if the body can handle it, the mind probably won't be able to.

Moreover, this time travel also made him realize a problem: when he enters other worlds and merges with other Spider-Men, he will inevitably receive some of their past experiences and be influenced by them.

If he doesn't use it in moderation, he might go crazy.

"Why don't we get up earlier and make breakfast for Aunt May?" Peter sat up.

He thought of Aunt Mei from the two worlds he had experienced, both of whom were childless and widowed in their later years, living very tragic lives.

Well, even her own Aunt May doesn't have a boyfriend.

That's pretty tragic.

Peter got out of bed, got dressed, washed up, and went to the kitchen.

It's called breakfast, but it's actually quite simple.

Take a few slices of toast from the refrigerator, heat two cups of milk, and then fry two eggs in a frying pan.

In just a few minutes, a steaming hot breakfast was served.

Just as Peter placed breakfast on the kitchen table, Aunt May finished washing up and walked into the kitchen.

She paused for a moment when she saw Peter busy with something, wearing a scarf.

"Hey, what's the wind blowing today?"

“Hey, is that how you talk about your own nephew? Shouldn’t you be saying something like, ‘Wow, this young man is so considerate today, he’s so handsome,’” Peter said, spreading butter on his toast with a knife.

"You look really handsome today!" Aunt May looked at Peter seriously, walked over and kissed him. "Hehe, our Peter has grown up. He can make me breakfast now. That's so nice!"

Peter blushed slightly, realizing that he had indeed paid too little attention to the people around him in the past.

Aunt May has been taking care of him all these years; she's his superhero.

After gaining superpowers, he thought about going out and doing good deeds, becoming a superhero for others, but he never thought about showing more care for Aunt May.

Aunt Mei picked up a slice of toast, spread some butter on it, added an egg and lettuce, and quickly ate it.

"Aunt May, is something wrong today?" Peter asked, somewhat puzzled. This didn't seem like Aunt May's usual demeanor; she was usually calm and unhurried.

Oh, except when Peter wakes up late and is almost late for school.

At that time, she wished she could whip him and drive him to school.

Aunt Mei, eating heartily, replied indistinctly while still chewing, "Today... charity cross-country run."

“Could you swallow your food before you speak?” Peter reminded him helplessly.

Gulu.

After swallowing what was in her mouth, Aunt Mei quickly said, "Today, the Public Rescue Center is holding a special charity event that combines sports and charity. The sports activities include whitewater rafting, four-wheel drive off-roading, bungee jumping, and more—it's so exciting!"

Peter: "The sponsor isn't Red Bull, is it?"

Chapter 28 Thinking of Building Parker Industries

"Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm" Aunt Mei's mouth was stuffed full of food again.

It was obvious that she was in a hurry.

But Peter really wanted to say, "Can you please not rush me? Let me rush first."

Peter reached out and straightened Aunt May's body, saying seriously, "Aunt May, those things are too dangerous. I don't want you to do such dangerous things."

“I’ve secured a sponsorship from Mr. Stark’s September Fund and I’m currently an intern at Stark Industries. Trust me, Aunt May, I can improve our lives!”

Hearing Peter's words, Aunt May turned to him with a serious expression—but her two chubby cheeks ruined the seriousness.

At this moment, she realized her mistake and quickly swallowed the food, but choked because she was too hasty.

Peter quickly handed her the milk.

Aunt Mei took the milk and gulped it down in several large mouthfuls.

“Peter, do you think I’m doing these things for ourselves? No, there are so many people in this world who need our help. And since I have the ability to help them, I should do it.” Aunt May finished speaking in one breath, then took a breath and concluded, “With great power comes great responsibility. Do what you think is right, Peter.”

Peter nodded solemnly, taking Aunt May's words to heart.

At the same time, his heart skipped a beat.

He wondered if Aunt May had discovered something when she suddenly brought this up.

no, I can not.

He was always very careful when he sneaked out, wasn't he?

Peter cautiously stole a glance at Aunt May.