Marvel's genius inventor? I'll make a wish-granting dragon with my own hands.

The second Spider-Man stood there, stunned.

He looked at the little boy in front of him who called himself Peter and assumed it was just a coincidence of names.

After all, the other person doesn't look like him.

And yet, I still have the mood to marvel at how small the world truly is, and how strange fate can be.

It's amazing to run into someone with the same name.

But soon, the second Spider-Man was dumbfounded, "What? You also have an Uncle Ben?"

"What? You also have an Aunt Mei?"

"What? You were also an orphan when you were young?"

"Do you have a crush on a girl named Gwen?"

Eight-year-old Peter looked at the excited second-generation Spider-Man in front of him, a question mark slowly forming on his face.

I completely fail to understand the other person's excitement.

The second Spider-Man took a deep breath, appearing calm, but his voice trembled slightly. "Can I go with you to meet them? They must be incredibly kind people to have raised such a brave and kind child like you!"

Little Peter grinned from ear to ear.

It can be said that it is highly recognized.

But she quickly hesitated, "On my way here, I saw many people looking for you."

The second-generation Spider-Man has been fighting crime in the city lately, taking down many criminals and significantly boosting the police's performance, making them look incredibly incompetent.

He became a thorn in the side of many people.

Therefore, as soon as the other party appears outside, a constant stream of troubles will arise.

But the second-generation Spider-Man didn't seem to care. Instead, he put his suit back on, donned his mask, and uttered mysterious words, "Hey, buddy, have you ever flown?"

Peter's eyes lit up instantly.

Followed by.

He was then held in Spider-Man's arms, using the few remaining strands of web to leap and dart between skyscrapers, swaying in the wind under the moonlight. It was the ultimate thrill, the ultimate exhilaration, and his adrenaline was constantly rising!

Even though his home was right next door.

But I just can't get in.

The little guy was excitedly calling out, his voice not loud, but a suppressed joy.

The most obvious physical manifestations.

He was trembling incessantly.

"hey-hey!"

The second-generation Spider-Man chuckled, and after completely exhausting his webs, he took Peter Parker back to the other party's house, sneaking inside silently thanks to his sharp skills.

Uncle Ben and Aunt May were cooking.

Busy in the kitchen.

Seeing Spider-Man suddenly appear in the living room, holding Peter Parker in his arms, she screamed in surprise, thinking it was a local resident, or rather, a robber.

Aunt Mei dropped the plate from her hand.

They were scared off.

The second-generation Spider-Man caught it with incredible speed, making it seem effortless given his superhuman reflexes.

To his surprise, he saw that Little Peter had the same reaction as him, only not as quickly.

"Could it be?"

"This is a natural superpower!"

"Is he really me?"

The second Spider-Man pondered this in his heart.

His gaze fell on Ben and Aunt May, his eyes filled with a mixture of relief and melancholy.

Thankfully, the Uncle Ben and Aunt Mei standing before him were not the ones he remembered; they were strangers to him.

What's frustrating is that I wish I could meet someone who looks exactly like my Uncle Ben!

Uncle Ben, who had treated him like his own son since childhood and had always taught him, died at the hands of the supermarket robbers he had let go because of a momentary lapse in judgment.

Immense guilt and remorse.

It will always remain in his heart.

It caused him unbearable pain.

Peter shook off the second Spider-Man's hand, jumped down excitedly, and happily introduced him to Ben and Aunt May, "This is my new friend! He's a great hero who saved over thirty people, a superhero! Spider-Man!"

He proudly showed off.

The second-generation Spider-Man nodded in agreement and, unusually, removed his mask, revealing his youthful face to the two of them.

This immediately caused Uncle Ben and Aunt Mei to exclaim in surprise.

"My God! You're still just a child."

"You must have suffered a lot, right?"

Uncle Ben and Aunt May looked at each other with heartache, because they saw the tattered Spider-Man suit on the second Spider-Man, and the wound that was hastily bandaged and was oozing blood.

It's obvious that something happened.

Spider-Man was somewhat dazed. He was facing various criminals alone, and the death of his girlfriend Gwen had made him forget that he had just graduated from high school.

She's only 18 years old.

He was just a child.

He always saw himself as a superhero, making himself strong and brave to protect the weak, and never showed his vulnerable side to others. But when Uncle Ben and Aunt May showed him concern, he couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat.

There's a kind of inexplicable vulnerability.

Uncle Ben pulled him into a tight embrace, and tears welled up in the eyes of the second Spider-Man. He held him tightly, offering a belated apology from the bottom of his heart, "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

Humans are just strange like that.

No matter how strong, powerful, or domineering you may appear on the outside.

When you encounter certain people.

However, it appears to be very fragile.

The second-generation Spider-Man was having dinner with Spider-Man's family; he hadn't experienced such a relaxed and joyful time in a long time.

He slept with the little spider.

Squeezing into the other person's bed, he tells them his legendary stories of fighting criminals.

He also learned a lot.

The little spider in this world is not exactly the same as me. The other one does not have a biological scientist father, nor does it have the decay rate formula. The other one has innate superpowers.

He's a born Spider-Man!

After putting the other person to sleep, the second-generation Spider-Man pondered the strange encounter that day. Soon, as if sensing something, he silently climbed out of the window and went up to the roof of a tall building.

And under the moonlight.

Russell stood there, his gaze sweeping over the wary second-generation Spider-Man he had drawn in, looking both surprised and enlightened.

He always said that!

How could an 8-year-old Spider-Man possibly do so many things?

Turns out, a Garfield had snuck in!

"Where's your battle suit?"

"I've staked it on the new world!"

"..."

Russell's expression was strange. If it were an ordinary person, they really wouldn't understand what he was saying. He also didn't expect the other party to be so coincidental. Perhaps it was the innate connection of spider genes that brought the second and third generations together.

I'm afraid the other party wouldn't have expected this either.

Ten years from now, he will not only reunite with the three Spider-Men, but he will also encounter another Spider-Man. Oh no, in terms of strength and level, he should be called the Spider-Demon!

Russell said calmly, "You don't belong to this time and space. You came to this time and space because of an accident I had, so you need to go back to your original world."

Because the second Spider-Man is a good guy.

Therefore, Russell did not deceive the other party.

Instead, he told the truth: "When I was acquiring a certain treasure, I accidentally created a time-space leak, which will lead to some unexpected visitors, and you are one of them. This is good news for me."

The second Spider-Man wasn't so easily convinced. After all, in his view, what kind of treasure could trigger time travel? It was simply too absurd!

Then he witnessed an unscientific scene: Russell stretched out his palm, and a green gem appeared in his palm.

The gemstone emitted a green light.

The injuries he sustained in his battle with the three super soldiers miraculously healed completely in the blink of an eye, as if time had reversed!

He touched his stomach and waist in disbelief.

There really isn't any injury left!

He was shocked: "What is this?"

"The power to manipulate time."

The second Spider-Man's mind exploded. He finally understood why he had come to this timeline. He remembered his various confessions and prayers to God before he traveled through time, hoping that he would have the opportunity to reverse time and save Gwen.

He stared excitedly at the Time Stone in Russell's hand, his voice trembling with tension, almost stuttering, "You know what... I saw my beloved fall from a high building... and I have the keenest vision; I could clearly see her die... I need it so much!"

What do you need the Time Stone for?

"Turning back time?"

"Yes!"

"And then look at the details of your girlfriend's fall to her death in even closer inspection?"

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Spider-Man 2: Hmm?