He's Spider-Man in Marvel, but he insists I'm Superman.

Peter was now alone in his single bedroom.

This also made his already impatient desire to verify whether he could get the mission reward after completing the task rise up uncontrollably.

"However, we still need to test it out before starting the task..."

Peter didn't rush to do that somewhat bizarre task; instead, he went to the window and looked at the sunlight streaming through the glass onto the windowsill.

Although it was nearly evening and the sun was gradually setting in the west, its rays were less intense, but it was still a true sun.

"An eight-year-old's body is really causing some problems..."

Upon reaching the window, Peter was quite dismayed to discover that, at only eight years old, his slender frame prevented him from reaching the windowsill.

He could only turn around and slowly move the wooden chair in front of the desk over, huffing and puffing, and place it on the floor in front of the window with a "thud".

"Power! I desperately need a powerful Power right now!"

Even just moving a solid wood chair left the very thin Peter breathless, and at that moment, a strong desire for strength welled up within him.

He struggled to climb onto the chair, his small body slowly rising to his feet. He reached out and opened the window, facing the setting sun's soft glow. He slowly opened his arms, as if embracing the sun.

One second... five seconds... thirty seconds...

Three full minutes passed, and Peter only felt that his skin, exposed to the sun, was slightly warm, but he did not experience any unusual sensations in his body.

"Okay, this broken system is definitely acting crazy."

Peter closed the window again and jumped off the chair with a look of utter frustration.

His recent attempt confirmed that the system's promise of gifting initial Kryptonian bloodline had somehow ended up being sent to some player as a "gift pack."

Anyway, it didn't reach him. The only gift he received, a joystick, is still unusable because he's too young.

"Looks like I can only pray that the reward will be issued normally once the mission is completed!"

Peter's gaze slowly moved downwards, landing on the wooden floor that Aunt May had wiped spotlessly clean...

"This is so embarrassing!"

For a good while, Peter still couldn't completely overcome that peculiar psychological barrier in his heart.

If he were really only eight years old, that would be one thing, but right now, he has the soul of an adult.

Let him lose all his dignity and crawl slowly on the ground like a baby who can't walk yet, even if doing so might give him the "pawo" he so desperately craves.

but……

"Damn it, it's just crawling around a few times. It's much more normal than the second option of breastfeeding. Cheers!"

Peter knew that for the sake of the potential power he could gain, even if it meant allowing some people to drink breast milk every day like the people of his homeland, few would refuse.

What's more, it's just crawling around on the ground a few times without caring about appearances.

Having completely removed the last psychological barrier, Peter no longer hesitated.

He lay sprawled on the wooden floor, completely disregarding his image.

Peter's shadow seemed to be reflected on the smooth, waxed, and polished floor.

"Aunt Mei, why did you clean the floor so thoroughly...?"

While inwardly "complaining" about Aunt Mei making the floor so spotless, he completely abandoned any semblance of shame and slowly began to crawl on the floor.

One lap... two laps...

Well, once that last mental barrier was completely removed, Peter felt less ashamed.

He even felt he was climbing a little too slowly. If he wasn't afraid of making too much noise and being heard by Aunt Mei and Uncle Ben downstairs, he probably would have rushed to complete this special task as fast as he could!

Five meters... eight meters... nine meters...

After crawling around his small bedroom several times, just before reaching the required crawling distance, Peter seemed to unintentionally think, "Won't some time-traveling genius see me in this shameful state in the future?"

The moment this thought arose, Peter couldn't help but think of that figure sitting on the throne, with endless branches of time flowing through his body, being thoroughly sorted and perfected...

"If anyone ever dares to bring this up to my face in the future, I'll punch them so hard they won't recognize their own mother!"

Peter was thinking this to himself when he suddenly heard a system notification in his mind.

[Congratulations, player! You have completed the current stage task 2: Crawling 10 meters and have successfully received the reward...]

The instant the system notification sounded, Peter felt a strange, warm energy suddenly flow into his body, slowly spreading to his limbs and bones, completely merging into his flesh and blood.

"Power, is this the power I've been longing for?"

At that moment, Peter lay prone on the floor, his arms, which had been a little sore and numb, suddenly exerted force.

In an instant, his entire body leaped off the ground and stood up straight.

This movement is not very difficult for people who exercise regularly.

But for Peter, who is only eight years old and extremely thin, this was something that he would never have been able to do before.

Now, having merely completed an ordinary task, his body is filled with "powerful" strength.

"System, how about we talk about not limiting me to one task per day? I've been thinking, it's just breast milk, it's not like I can't..."

Having gained the power, Peter had long forgotten the shame he had struggled to overcome even after half a day of mental preparation.

At this moment, he felt that drinking some breast milk was not a big deal, and he could recall the wonderful times of his childhood. It tasted good and he loved drinking it!

Unfortunately, the system did not respond to Peter's suggestion.

After opening the system panel, he found that the phased tasks on the panel had been marked as completed. Even if he climbed another hundred meters or drank breast milk until he vomited, he would not be able to get the task rewards again.

"What a stingy system. Looks like I'll have to wait until after midnight tonight for the missions to refresh."

Peter cursed the system for being stingy in his heart, and was preparing to experience firsthand just how much his strength would increase after completing the mission.

dong dong dong...

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door: "Peter, come out and get something to eat. Your Aunt May has prepared your favorite sandwiches and cheeseburgers..."

"Okay, Uncle Ben, I'm coming!"

Peter heard Uncle Ben's voice and answered without hesitation.

He then abandoned his plan to experience how much power he had gained, walked to the door, opened it, and saw Uncle Ben standing outside with a big smile on his face.

"Peter, you seem to be in pretty good shape?"

Uncle Ben, with his keen eyesight, immediately noticed Peter's barely concealed excitement and improved condition compared to when he returned from the adoption agency. He couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It's nothing, Uncle Ben. I'm probably just too hungry, and I got so excited when I heard there was something delicious to eat..."

Peter wasn't lying. Perhaps because of the sudden surge in power, he was genuinely feeling very hungry, and he couldn't hide his excitement at the mention of food.

"Okay, let's go downstairs and have some delicious food!"

Uncle Ben affectionately patted Peter's head, then led him slowly downstairs.

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