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Chapter 339 Spider-Man in the DC Universe

Du Mu originally intended to trace the historical trajectory of DC and intervene in a few suitable and important crises.

It turned out that this thing was completely incomprehensible.

Just when Du Mu thought he had sorted out the storyline, he would find that the universe had been rebooted.

Everything was scrapped and rebuilt, the character relationships were reshuffled, and even the timeline was different.

He patiently continued reading, but before long, the entire universe restarted again.

If this is the situation in comics, the situation in film and television can only be described as disastrous.

He has seen no fewer than seven or eight versions of Batman and Superman alone, and each version has a different appearance, personality, and even art style.

Aside from the ever-present Kent Farm and Crime Alley segments, the rest of the plot developments are largely similar.

Superman's power level fluctuates wildly. Sometimes he can carry a planet and fly without flinching, while other times he is nearly suffocated when his mouth is covered by an enemy. His power level is similar to a weather forecast, characterized by its unpredictability.

Du Mu knew that this restart mode would not stop.

Because in his time, there was also a new DC work called "Superman: The Prequel," and even someone like him who wasn't very familiar with superhero series knew the character of Superman.

There's no way around it; a brand new Superman movie is released every few years, so it's hard not to know about it.

But that's where the problem lies.

Faced with this self-overlapping timeline, you simply cannot determine which major event will occur in the current timeline, making it completely useless for reference.

Du Mu decisively gave up: "Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. Before that, let's focus on becoming a superhero."

After all, one of the requirements for the dungeon mission is that he must become a superhero.

Du Mu felt no pressure about this.

Being a superhero is his forte.

He doesn't need to do anything; just standing there, his aura of righteous indignation is enough to terrify criminals.

Moreover, his triple-digit justice score is not fake.

With this in mind, Du Mu decided to rehearse in advance.

He cleared his throat and let out a hearty laugh befitting a superhero.

"Hehehehehe!"

At that very moment, Selena happened to walk to his door.

Despite her love of money, she couldn't resist the heartache and decided to reclaim some of her spoils. She didn't expect to get them all back, but at least she could keep a few as souvenirs, since they were treasures she had worked so hard to steal.

Before his fingers even touched the door, a terrifying laugh squeezed out from the crack in the door.

Selena's hand froze in mid-air, and without saying a word, she turned and left.

She valued her life more than money.

Under the cover of darkness and high winds, it was the time when the hardworking criminals clocked in for work.

Although a strange bat-like creature might randomly spawn in the city after nightfall, there are always some stubborn people who think they're lucky.

After all, Gotham is so big and has so many criminals, it's impossible for Batman to specifically target them.

Coincidentally, the other criminals thought the same thing.

So Gotham's nights are still incredibly lively.

In a dimly lit alley in the East District, three men, clearly distinguished by their skin color, were counting the wallets they had just acquired.

A middle-aged white-collar worker lay sprawled on the ground, his face covered in blood, looking utterly miserable.

This guy was unlucky. He worked like a slave at the company all day, and only started heading home late at night, when he was robbed by these people.

Although the citizens of Gotham know that going out at night is dangerous, middle-aged people don't really have any choice. All kinds of debts and the living expenses of their families are all on their shoulders.

Between the brink of certain death and danger, he preferred to take the risk.

Unfortunately, he lost his gamble today; all his cash was stolen, including his newly received paycheck.

After the three robbers finished counting the money, one of them, holding the thin wad of bills, looked at them with disdain: "Is this all? Have you been slacking off at the company all month?"

Middle-aged white-collar worker:

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Robbing people is one thing, but to add personal attacks is quite another.

Another, slightly stronger robber looked him up and down a few times, then suddenly gave a mysterious smile.

"Since there's no money, then we can only offer other forms of compensation."

The middle-aged white-collar worker's face turned pale instantly.

How unlucky he is, to be robbed of both money and virtue.

The group of friends nearby started making a ruckus, some whistling, some laughing strangely, and the alley was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Just as a passionate philosophical drama was about to unfold, a wisp of white spider silk suddenly fell from the sky and stuck to the head of the burly robber.

Before anyone could see clearly, the spider silk suddenly pulled upwards, and the person instantly disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only a half-scream that abruptly stopped.

The robbers: Σ（°\A{°）

The remaining robbers immediately felt their hair stand on end and looked up in unison.

In the darkness above, a dark figure stood high above them, looking down at them. With its back to the moonlight, its face was completely obscured.

The way they appeared, their positioning, the sheer presence they exuded.

One of the robbers said in a trembling voice, "Could this be the legendary bat...?"

"That's right!"

The dark figure leaped down, landing smoothly with a classic superhero-style three-point landing.

"I'm your friendly neighbor, Spider-Man!"

The robbers:

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No, who the hell are you?!

At this moment, Du Mu is dressed in a red and blue Spider-Man suit, transforming into Spider-Man to fight criminals.

Since becoming a superhero requires a strong first impression, it directly determines how people categorize the character.

Once people label you as a supervillain, no matter how many good deeds you do afterward, you'll still just be a redeemed supervillain, not a genuine superhero.

Conversely, if you are recognized as a superhero, even if you later fall from grace, you are still a corrupted superhero.

Although Du Mu was very confident in his image, believing that anyone with eyes could see that he was a righteous and awe-inspiring superhero.

But it's better to be safe than sorry.

What if the citizens of Gotham are all blind and mistake him for a supervillain?

For this reason, Du Mu chose a more efficient solution: to directly play the role of the superhero that everyone is most familiar with.

And this superhero needs no introduction.

Of course, it's Marvel's most popular superhero, Spider-Man!

As Marvel's most conscientious superhero, even if Spider-Man turns to the dark side, at most he'll just demand the pay he's rightfully owed.

Therefore, Spider-Man is extremely popular with the general public. In many people's minds, the name Spider-Man is synonymous with justice, and knowing that he is a good person just by mentioning his name is enough to tell them.

Unlike Wade, Deadpool's name alone tells you he's a total goofball.

However, the robbers present did not read comics and had no idea what Spider-Man was.

Upon discovering that the other person was not Batman, their hearts instantly settled, their expressions shifting from fear back to ferocity as they viciously drew their pistols.

"If you're not Batman, then die!"

Whoosh!Whoosh!

Two strands of spider silk shot out almost simultaneously, precisely sticking to the guns in their hands.

A tremendous force came from the gun, and the two pistols flew out of my hands, spinning as they were thrown to the ground some distance away.

Du Mu chuckled and said, "Shooting less guns is bad for your health."

Seeing that the pistol was gone, the two robbers quickly pulled out knives and brandished them at Du Mu, trying to scare him.

Du Mu shrank back slightly, feigning panic: "Oh, is that a knife? I'm most afraid of knives, quickly put it away, it's too scary."

The two robbers, their eyes gleaming with malice, grabbed their knives and charged at Spider-Man.

Just as they were halfway there, four metal spider claws suddenly extended from behind Du Mu, their sharp tips gleaming coldly under the lights, aimed at the two men's heads.

Glug!

The two robbers swallowed hard, promptly dropped their knives, and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."

Looking at their terrified expressions, Du Mu felt it was time to show off the broad chest muscles... no, the broad chest of a superhero.

So he gently reassured him, "Don't be afraid. I have a firm principle of not killing and will never take anyone's life, because I am..."

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As they were speaking, a dark-skinned robber quietly emerged from the shadows, appearing behind Du Mu and aiming his gun at his back.

He was the fourth robber. He had been keeping watch outside the alley and only sneaked in when he heard the commotion. He happened to find Du Mu with his back to him.

Relying on his innate talent for stealth, he approached silently, preparing to launch a sneak attack on Du Mu.

The middle-aged white-collar worker and the two robbers all witnessed this scene. The two robbers were secretly delighted, but on the surface, they pretended that nothing had happened.

The middle-aged office worker gritted his teeth and shouted, "Watch out behind you!"

puff!

A metal spider claw suddenly changed direction and pierced through the robber's chest in an instant.

The robber slid slowly down the wall, dying with his eyes wide open.

Du Mu seemed oblivious, continuing in his unchanging tone, "Because I'm Spider-Man, and your friendly neighbor. Not killing is my bottom line!"

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Middle-aged white-collar workers:

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Do you dare turn around and say it again to that corpse?

"We'll give you all the money, please, don't kill us."

The two robbers immediately knelt on the ground, took out the banknotes they had stolen from the middle-aged white-collar worker, and handed them to Du Mu, begging him to show leniency.

Du Mu was quite helpless: "I'm a superhero, not some devil. What kind of behavior is this? Get up, I promise I won't kill you."

Hearing this, the two robbers misunderstood even more.

They saw Du Mu as a Gotham specialty, the kind of pervert who enjoys toying with his prey. The thought of what would happen to those prey toyed with by such a pervert terrified them.

Seeing this, Du Mu looked disgusted and sprayed out two spider webs to bind the two men together face to face, hoping to strengthen their brotherly bond.

After finishing his business, he turned to look at the middle-aged white-collar worker huddled in the corner.

"No, don't kill me."

The middle-aged white-collar worker trembled with fear when he saw Du Mu looking over.

Du Mu assumed the other man was just traumatized by the robbers, so he casually tossed the wad of banknotes back to him, saying, "Don't worry, I've taken care of all the robbers. Everything's fine now."

The middle-aged white-collar worker hurriedly caught the stack of wages he had lost and found, still somewhat dazed.

He stared blankly at Du Mu for several seconds, his lips moved a few times, and finally he mustered up the courage to speak.

"You...are you really Spider-Man?"

Du Mu nodded and said matter-of-factly, "Of course, I'm your friendly neighbor, the superhero Spider-Man."

The middle-aged white-collar worker, clearly familiar with Spider-Man, hesitated and asked, "But isn't Spider-Man a comic book character?"

"That's not the case anymore."

Du Mu put his hands on his hips, striking a superhero pose: "From this day forward, Spider-Man is Gotham City's superhero!"

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The middle-aged white-collar worker was somewhat bewildered.

Sure enough, after spending a long time in Gotham, you can see all sorts of things, even comic book characters have appeared.

The middle-aged white-collar worker may have experienced a brain lapse due to excessive fright.

Pointing to the corpse on the ground, he asked, almost as if possessed, "Spider-Man doesn't kill people, right?"

Du Mu earnestly corrected him: "Don't talk nonsense. I am Spider-Man. I would never kill someone. He was just asleep."

Middle-aged white-collar workers:

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In the days that followed, Du Mu would transform into Spider-Man every night, roaming the streets and alleys of Gotham City, fighting criminals everywhere.

Gradually, the name Spider-Man began to spread throughout Gotham City.

At first, there were only a few scattered ghost stories.

It is said that a guy in a red and blue uniform often appears at night and shoots some kind of strange white viscous substance at the criminals.

At first, nobody took it seriously; everyone thought Batman had just changed his style.

This is normal for Batman, because he's Batman, and nothing he does seems strange.

But soon, more and more witnesses came forward, and finally someone noticed that something was wrong.

Wearing a red and blue uniform, able to climb walls, shoot spider webs, and talk a lot of nonsense...

This isn't Batman, it's Spider-Man!

Upon hearing the news, those familiar with Marvel, like the middle-aged office worker, had the same reaction: they were completely dumbfounded.

What the heck? Spider-Man has appeared in Gotham?

Why don't you say you found SpongeBob and Patrick in the sewer?

The rumors, however, did not subside; instead, they intensified.

More and more people are claiming to have seen the red and blue figure with their own eyes and are certain that it is Spider-Man from the comics.

On one even more outrageous occasion, Spider-Man swung across a shopping street in broad daylight on his webs.

In front of hundreds of passersby, he used spider silk to catch a purse snatcher and hoisted him into the air, waving and greeting the passersby in a friendly manner, making no attempt to conceal his actions.

This completely confirms the rumors.

A new superhero has emerged in Gotham!

The entire city of Gotham was instantly in an uproar.

Anyone who has seen Marvel movies basically knows who Spider-Man is.

The problem is, Spider-Man is a comic book character, a completely fictional character. How could he possibly appear in reality?

Some have questioned whether this Spider-Man is actually a fanatical fan deliberately impersonating someone based on the comic book character.

But this conclusion was immediately met with a barrage of criticism.

He is exceptionally skilled, able to scale walls and swing on a swing using a spider web.

You're telling me this is cosplay?

It's like Bruce Wayne putting on Iron Man armor.

Even if his name isn't Tony Stark, he's a billionaire. Even if he says he's Iron Man, who can argue with that?

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