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

Early morning, the Daily Bugle building.

Many employees who came to work early in the morning appeared somewhat listless.

The real reason for this phenomenon is the disappearance of Super Spider-Man in New York City for nearly ten days.

At this moment, in the boss's office.

"Super Spider-Man, a New York hero? No, he's just a loser with no professional ethics who only dares to hide behind a mask!"

"Boss, isn't this title a bit too much...?"

The voluptuous and sexy secretary took the front-page headline from her boss, glanced at it, and couldn't help but frown, reminding her boss.

At the same time, looking at the bearded boss in front of him, he thought to himself, "Aren't you afraid that they'll see this headline and come knocking on your door, hanging it outside the Daily Bugle building like a kite?"

"Hmph, what do you know? This guy has absolutely no professional ethics. He disappeared for so many days without any reason, causing our newspaper sales to plummet..."

The boss slammed his hand on the table, his face full of anger.

But the anger on his face quickly vanished. He picked up a cigar from the ashtray on the table, took a satisfying puff, and said, "He's definitely afraid of our media offensive. What we need to do now is press our advantage!"

"Boss, I have to remind you, our competitors' newspaper sales are now several times higher than ours!"

The secretary looked at her overconfident boss with a hint of helplessness and couldn't help but offer a reminder.

"What? Our sales have gotten this bad? It's all Super Spider-Man's fault, he's such a useless guy!"

Seeing her boss's somewhat shameless behavior, the secretary helplessly suggested, "How about we do what other media outlets do and write about Spider-Woman, who's currently all the rage? At least that could salvage our newspaper's sales!"

"No, absolutely not!"

"That Spider-Woman is just a low-quality imitator. We're not like those opportunistic media outlets that write about whoever's popular; we have our own principles!"

The mustachioed boss firmly refused, saying he had his own principles and would rather his newspaper go bankrupt than promote a low-quality imitator.

"But, boss..."

"Alright, that's enough. Go quickly and print today's newspaper with this headline!"

The boss didn't give the secretary a chance to offer any further suggestions and simply waved his hand, saying...

At the same time, he picked up the phone on the table: "Hello, madam, how are you doing home alone?"

"Don't worry, I'll definitely be home on time tonight..."

"Why!"

After being sweet-talked by her boss and his wife, the secretary quickly left, but couldn't help but sigh after closing the door.

"If this continues, I'm afraid I'll have to start preparing to change jobs sooner rather than later."

"Super Spider-Man, where are you? Why haven't you shown up yet...?"

……

Meanwhile, the super Spider-Man the secretary mentioned was in Tony's underground laboratory.

"Peter, move a little to the right."

"No, that's too much. Move it slightly to the left!"

"OK, perfect, let's start securing it!"

At this moment, in the basement of the villa, Peter was flying in the air, holding a huge silver-white metal plate in his hand.

Facing the outer wall of the laboratory, I made some simple adjustments following Tony's instructions from below.

Then, after receiving Tony's affirmative reply, Peter's eyes shone with a brilliant red light, which shot onto the gaps in the silver-white metal plates on the wall.

Meanwhile, in the system control and observation room, Banner and Dr. Otto were making final adjustments to the first particle collision experiment that was about to begin that evening.

"Every time I see Mr. Parker unleash such powerful abilities, I can't help but feel incredibly shocked. Such a being is simply like a god descended to earth!"

At that moment, looking through the glass at Peter floating in the air, his eyes radiating destructive heat, they couldn't help but marvel at his appearance.

"Yeah, I finally understand why Hulk didn't dare to force his way out in front of him."

Dr. Banner said this while operating the computer and performing a final check on the system.

Hulk is like an unruly child with immense power; anything that angers him will ignite his fury, making him want to smash it to pieces.

It wasn't until he met Peter that Hulk finally found his nemesis.

At this moment, standing beside Peter, no matter what happens, she has absolutely no intention of leaving.

"I never imagined that my unique illness, which couldn't be cured by doctors and scientists, would be successfully cured by him!"

Banner smiled with relief. Before, he had been hiding himself and carefully controlling his emotions to prevent Hulk from causing chaos.

But now, as long as Peter is there, he doesn't need to do that at all.

"I wonder what kind of spectacle the first particle collision experiment tonight will be like!"

At this moment, the two couldn't help but feel excited and curious about the first particle collision experiment tonight.

……

Time is passing quickly.

In the blink of an eye, night has fallen from the dawn.

The dazzling sun had completely disappeared below the horizon, and the entire city of New York was shrouded in darkness.

However, as one of the most bustling cities in the United States, downtown New York City becomes even more vibrant at night than during the day.

Amidst the towering buildings, colorful neon lights illuminated each one, completely lighting up the night sky of New York City.

The dazzling lights and extravagant lifestyle perfectly capture the essence of New York City at night.

In the heart of bustling New York City, however, there is one building that stands out from the crowd.

Not a single neon light shone on the building's walls; the entire massive building was shrouded in darkness.

The Osborne Technology Building was originally one of the most famous buildings in downtown New York City, even comparable to the Stark Tower.

Unfortunately, with the recent news that Osborn Technologies was conducting some kind of evil experiment, the entire company was instantly engulfed in a storm of public opinion.

This not only caused Osborne Industries' stock price to plummet, but also caused countless shareholders to wail and cry.

At this time, the entire Osborn Technologies was under police inspection, and the FBI even intervened in the investigation, ordering it to cease operations and cooperate with the investigation until the results were available.

At that moment, atop the pitch-black building, an unnoticed figure sat on the edge of the building's highest floor without any protective gear.

Looking down at the crowds below, which looked as tiny as ants, and the vehicles coming and going.

"New York City seems unusually quiet tonight!"

Gwen wore a Spider-Man suit that she had sewn herself, with the lower half in black and the upper half and hood in a more conspicuous white.

Between the arms, there are special red spiderweb-like stripes.

At this moment, she was no longer the little girl who was extremely worried because she had been bitten by a mutated creature.

Now, she is a household name in New York City as the superhero Spider-Woman.

"Super Spider-Man, where have you been? Why haven't you appeared in New York City since your last appearance in Brazil?!"

Gwen became Spider-Woman largely because of the super Spider-Man who saved her from despair that day.

After gaining powerful abilities, her first thought was to follow in the footsteps of the other person and become a superhero who protects New York City.

"I originally wanted to follow in your footsteps, become a new superhero, and protect this city alongside you, but I never expected..."

Gwen felt a deep sense of regret; if given the chance, she wanted to fight alongside Spider-Man to protect the city.

Click!

Suddenly, a dazzling bolt of lightning flashed across the quiet New York City sky.

Moreover, it is not the usual silvery-white, but a rare reddish-yellow.

The flashing lightning seemed to tear a huge hole in the sky above New York City, and strange scenes appeared in the narrow spacetime rift.

"What... what exactly is going on?"

Gwen stared at the sky, which had been suddenly torn apart by lightning, her eyes filled with solemnity.

Meanwhile, in the New York Police Department morgue.

A bolt of lightning seemed to break through the limitations of space, suddenly appearing above the corpse of a young black man who had already died, and crashing down on him.

Electricity crackled around the young Black man's body, and his fingers seemed to twitch suddenly.

……