The talkative raven in the world of American comics

Chapter 164 Red Hood and Spider-Man

Okay friends, let's go over it again.

My name is Peter Parker. Three years ago, I was bitten by a radioactive spider.

This spider changed my life, giving me some extraordinary spider abilities.

And now, I'm the only Spider-Man in the world—just kidding.

Actually, my fiancée, my father-in-law, is also Spider-Man.

Yes, I know, it sounds really weird!

Why is everyone around me Spider-Man?

It's as if I'm the source of some kind of virus, turning everyone around me into Spider-Man.

But I have to tell you the truth.

This has absolutely nothing to do with me!

All of this started with one of my good friends.

It is a magical crow.

The hazy light of the setting sun gently spilled onto the surface of the Parker Industries building, adding a touch of warmth to this emerging technology company. People who had finished their day's work dispersed in small groups, preparing to welcome the nightlife that was about to begin.

An office located on the top floor of the company building.

The handsome young man took off his white work clothes, hung them on a hanger, and clapped his hands.

"Karen, is there anything I can do for you tonight?"

A melodious female electronic voice echoed in the office, but the response it gave made the young man curl his lip in disapproval.

"Ms. Gwen is currently assisting police in Queens with a robbery case."

Where is Uncle George?

"To resolve gang deals in Harlem."

"Harry?"

"He will hold his solo concert in Times Square, Manhattan."

Peter scratched his head at the AI's answer.

He asked, displeased, "Am I the only one who can't do anything tonight?"

"According to statistics, the company has 89 pending documents and 200 documents that require your signature."

"Stop! Open the 'Friendly Neighbor Spider-Man' mini-program for me. I refuse to believe there aren't people here who need my help!"

"A citizen claimed that he had lost his phone and needed Spider-Man's help."

"?"

Peter was silent for a moment, then suddenly sighed and said, "Give me his location, I'll go find his phone."

"No...buzz...I didn't ask...buzz...I'm sorry, Mr. Parker, someone has tampered with my network...I'm afraid I can't help you anymore..."

After a brief electrical hum, the company's AI system went completely silent.

"Who could tamper with your network? Karen? Karen???" Peter exclaimed.

The lights in the entire building went out in an instant, including the lights in Peter's office, which whirred and switched off.

The surroundings were inexplicably enveloped in a dim atmosphere.

Peter frowned, using his spider-senses to scan the surrounding area, trying to locate the "danger."

Unfortunately, his spider senses gave no warning, as if they hadn't activated at all.

The current situation is already quite bizarre.

But his spider senses didn't react at all.

Just pretend he didn't say it!

With a whoosh!

The sound of something being thrown cut through the air reached Peter's senses, and in the dim light, he could make out the appearance of the attacking object.

It's a dart.

Darts?

Peter held the dart between two fingers, and its shape resembled that of a bat.

"This is awesome! Why did I take this job?"

From the moment he caught the dart, Peter felt as if the spider senses were ringing like an alarm clock in the morning, ringing incessantly!

He quickly dropped the bat-shaped dart he was holding in his fingers, but the next second after it left his hand, a powerful electric current surged through his entire body!

The damage wasn't severe, but it caused all his hair to stand on end!

"Okay, I'm starting to have some doubts about Jameson's assessment of you. You and the Spider-Man he described are completely different people."

The voice came from somewhere, and in just a few words, it not only revealed his secret identity but also seemed to know him very well.

But I have no recollection of that sound at all.

"Jameson is a complete jerk, all he does is smear me, but that doesn't explain your sudden attack on me!"

Peter looked around but still couldn't find the source of the voice.

With a snap.

The office lights came back on.

There was a figure leaning against the doorway, looking very young, probably around my age, and handsome.

But Peter thought it didn't matter at all who this person was at that moment!

The important thing is the crow perched on that man's shoulder!

"Oz!?"

"Aha! Little Pi!!!"

The crow flapped its wings and came to Peter.

"Have you missed Lord Crow?!"

Without hesitation, Peter picked up the crow he hadn't seen in a long time, his face flushed with excitement.

"When did you... God, I never imagined I'd meet you like this... Your feathers have turned gray!?"

Peter was somewhat incoherent, and became quite excited after seeing Oz.

Since Oz left, he hadn't seen him for at least three years. A lot can happen in three years, and he would constantly think of the raven that had the deepest influence on him.

A crow that was lucky for him.

"I got back yesterday, but unfortunately, that big bad guy wouldn't let me see you. After seeing what that little bastard Jameson said about you, he's started to question who you are!"

Oz pointed at Jason behind him and snorted, "It's his problem!"

Seeing the heartwarming scene ahead, Jason felt a pang of jealousy, and then Oz inexplicably slammed a black pot on his head.

Jason rolled his eyes and said to Peter, "Don't listen to this dead bird's nonsense. He's the one who wants me to fight you. I didn't agree to it."

Everything he said was true.

After Oz brought him to this universe, he could clearly sense the difference between this city and Gotham.

In stark contrast to the dark and somber Gotham, New York is much brighter, even at night, with colors that are more vibrant than in Gotham.

Therefore, he became even more curious about this little guy he had never met before.

As for fighting this Spider-Man, this is what Oz said at the time.

"In a sense, you represent Batman. That means Batman vs. Spider-Man, you know what I mean? Go fight my little Peter, I promise he won't be angry!"

Look at this, is this something a human being could say?

Jason, of course, wouldn't agree, even when that man named Jameson appeared on a huge electronic screen, frantically recounting Spider-Man's crimes.

Peter pretended to pat Oz on the head, but it was more like a pat than a pat.

Having a complete stranger fight him is somewhat in line with Oz's cheeky style.

Peter then extended his hand with a smile and greeted the man.

"I guess you probably already know who I am, but I've decided it's better if I reintroduce myself."

"Hello, my name is Peter Parker, and I'm Spider-Man."

"Of course, you must be Oz's friend, so I unconditionally believe you have no intention of hitting me."

Jason simply shook hands with the young man.

At the same time, I gained a new understanding of Peter's character—a naive and kind-hearted fool.

The guy's hair was still standing on end, as if his little test had never happened.

If it were him, he definitely wouldn't let it go so easily; he would at least try to get back at them.

"Jason Todd... Oz's second contract partner," Jason said.

A second contractual party?

Peter blinked, then glanced at Oz. It turned out that the guy had been helping other people while he was gone.

"That's great, I need your help now," Peter said.

"What?" Jason asked, slightly puzzled.

Let's go help someone find their phone!

"?"

To make sure he hadn't misheard, Jason leaned forward slightly and put one hand next to his ear.

"Say it again?"

"Uh, let's go help someone find their phone!"

Before he could even utter a word of complaint, Oz slapped him on the head, climbed onto his shoulders, grabbed a few strands of hair, and howled, "Then what are we waiting for?! Lord Raven's energetic duo is about to join forces!!!"

Considering the third contract object that will be bound later.

Oz thought he couldn't motivate the guy on his own, so he sent out Little Bird and Little Spider.

Yes, it should work.

Joshua Kent is not actually a Spider-Man fan.

While he was fretting about losing his phone, a friend recommended this mini-program developed by Spider-Man himself.

The mini-program is called "Friendly Neighbor Spider-Man".

It's a mini-program that Spider-Man provides for citizens.

Whenever you encounter any difficult or challenging problems in your life, you can seek Spider-Man's help through this app.

After receiving the notification, Spider-Man will act like a truly friendly neighbor, helping you solve small problems in your life.

Joshua was unaware of this app at first.

He even thought it was just his friend talking nonsense.

What he meant was, as a superhero, doesn't Spider-Man have anything else to do?

How could I possibly waste my time on something so meaningless?

But the desire to find the lost phone ultimately overshadowed this thought.

After sending the request, he waited and waited, but Spider-Man never came.

Just when Joshua thought the procedure was nonsense.

Spider-Man has appeared.

He still showed up with his phone.

"Okay, Mr. Kent, I still need to confirm whether this phone is actually yours."

"no problem!"

In front of Spider-Man, Joshua unlocked his phone's screen lock password and then showed him a few selfies from his photo album.

"Look, this is my phone!"

"Great, congratulations on finding your phone."

Spider-Man flicked two fingers together in front of his brow, preparing to leave.

"Wait, Spider-Man!"

Spider-Man, who was at the window, turned to look at him and asked, puzzled, "Is there anything else?"

Joshua said "wait a moment," then found his wallet in the room, took out a twenty-dollar bill, and handed it to Spider-Man.

"Here you go, Spider-Man, as payment for finding my phone."

"Uh, this must be your first time using my mini-program, right?"

Spider-Man pushed him to stop, his tone slightly amused.

Joshua nodded, then asked doubtfully, "Yes, but I think it's already a lot of trouble for you to take the time to help me find my phone. This is just a simple way of repaying you, so please accept it."

Spider-Man smiled and waved his hand, refusing his offer.

"You'll understand the significance of my mini-program later."

Having said that, Spider-Man had already swung away from Joshua's apartment on his webs.

Joshua leaned against the balcony railing, watching Spider-Man depart, muttering to himself, "How did he manage to stay unaffected by Jameson's words???"

If Joshua saw Spider-Man with someone else a few minutes later, he would definitely take back his words.

A rooftop.

"Spider-Man is undoubtedly a cancer on this city! Look at his presence, he's added two more spider bugs to New York City! Their appearance was premeditated, I guarantee you! Citizens! In the days to come, the entire city will be overrun with those damned spiders!!!"

Spider-Man had just returned to the rooftop where Jason was after delivering the phone when he heard this annoying loud voice.

The person watching this video is Oz's second contractual partner, Jason Todd.

Upon witnessing this, Spider-Man's white compound eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered, "Did you really have to show me this? Not a single word this guy says is true... By the way, where's Oz?"

He said he was going to check if you had thrown away his Star of Africa.

Jason turned off the video, looked at the red and blue figure, and couldn't help but ask, "A superhero... I think you should be considered a superhero, but as a superhero, don't you have anything else to do? You're willing to help someone find their phone???"

Upon hearing this, the round, off-white spider's compound eyes blinked.

"Isn't this okay?" Spider-Man asked.

"Of course, I just think...aren't you a bit too idle?" Jason said.

Spider-Man smiled, then removed his mask, revealing a gentle, smiling face.

Jason felt an inexplicable sense of kinship.

This feeling of déjà vu is like facing a giant blue guy, completely the opposite of the Dark Knight in my house.

"I just feel that when I have the ability to help others, I have the responsibility to help them. It's not a choice, but a responsibility."

Jason gave him a thumbs up without saying a word.

Peter shrugged and continued, "My initial intention in designing this software was not only to let citizens know they have a friendly neighbor, but the deeper reason is also quite simple."

"For example?" Jason asked.

"For example, it can help them build a friendly atmosphere of mutual help and support. Sometimes I don't have time to help, but maybe others will see it and help each other just like I did," Peter said.

If the thumbs-up just now was an expression of speechlessness, then this thumbs-up is a heartfelt expression of...speechlessness towards him.

Speechless, yet somewhat impressed.

It wasn't that he looked down on the other person; rather, he genuinely admired him.

Staying kind sounds simple, but it's actually quite contrary to what we do.

If this were in Gotham, you'd greet someone with "Hello, have you had dinner yet?"

The other person's answer is a bullet, and then they ask you, "Hello, have you eaten? If not, eat one of my bullets!"

"No wonder Oz always praises you," Jason remarked.

Upon hearing this, Peter's eyes lit up considerably.

"How could its mouth say such a thing?"

No, I was just kidding.

Please!

After meeting this little guy, Jason's slight regret vanished completely.