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

Unlike Peter's previous school days, on the first day of the new semester, they didn't need to rush to catch up on holiday homework.

And none of the teachers checked on the first day of the holiday to see if their studies had been neglected.

Instead, they asked them if anything interesting or worth sharing happened during their holiday.

The day passed quickly as students shared their holiday stories.

Peter, however, did not participate enthusiastically in the pleasant discussion between teachers and students like the other students.

In class, he kept basking in the reward he had just received.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a super vision gift package; he not only gained extremely powerful thermal vision.

They also gained special abilities related to their eyes, including X-ray vision, farsightedness, and magnification of details.

The thermal vision ability is too dazzling and too powerful to be tested in a classroom.

Otherwise, we might accidentally turn this beautiful classroom into a press conference for our countrymen.

Perspective and distance vision, however, can be easily tested.

Just as he had just seen, X-ray vision can see through objects, walls, houses, and everything else, and even through human skin and flesh, allowing one to see human bones and organs.

Farsightedness allows him to see everything in his field of vision, no matter how far away the target is.

As for magnifying objects in his eyes, that is also a special ability. Just like turning his eyes into adjustable microscopes, he can even see the tiny pores on human skin.

However, this would cause him to lose sexual interest in many beautiful women he originally liked.

So after a brief trial, he stopped using the ability.

In short, he gained a lot this time, and Superman's special abilities did not disappoint him in the slightest.

And this day flew by as he continued to experiment with super vision.

Soon, after 3 p.m., the teacher announced that school was over.

Of all the students, those who joined clubs went to club activities, while those like Peter, who did not join any clubs, went home early.

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Late at night, most of the lights in the working-class neighborhood had already been turned off.

After all, as ordinary people, they cannot enjoy the luxurious lifestyle of the rich, where they don't have to get up early for work the next day and can indulge in nightlife.

If you don't want to be killed by the special rules of this free country, you need to work constantly to support your family.

Peter's family was no exception. Uncle Ben and Aunt May both had their own jobs and had to get up early to go to work, so they had gone to bed not long ago.

However, Peter, who was in the next room, was tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep no matter what he did.

"It seems today's achievements have made me too excited, and I'm having trouble sleeping!"

Indeed, Peter was having trouble sleeping because of today's great success.

He suddenly sat up in bed, his gaze irresistibly drawn to the window. The night sky outside was dazzling, with stars twinkling and shooting stars occasionally streaking across the sky, a beautiful and wondrous sight.

"Since I can't sleep, I'll go for a walk!"

Peter jumped out of bed, opened the closet, and prepared to put on his clothes, but his eyes suddenly caught sight of the black spider suit that had been prepared beforehand.

"Getting a sneak peek at Spider-Man's nightlife sounds pretty good!"

Peter had a sudden inspiration, so he put down his ordinary clothes and reached for the specially made Spider-Man suit.

Soon after, Peter had put on the spider suit.

His jet-black battle suit seemed to allow him to blend better into the night.

The patterns depicted on it give it a more textured look.

He looked out the window; he was no longer the little boy who was too short to reach the windowsill a few years ago.

With a light leap, he vaulted onto the windowsill, then crouched on it, gently opened the window, put on the black Spider-Man mask, and suddenly jumped out of the window.

Although the two-story building is not very tall, it is still a few meters above the ground.

At this moment, Peter felt that this height was not much different from having none at all.

He leaped down lightly, landing without even bending his legs to dissipate the force, and without making a sound.

The next moment, he leaped up with a little force, soaring dozens of meters into the air before slowly descending.

After landing again, they passed countless flat houses and arrived at the highway leading to the city.

"Now, there's no need to hold back!"

On the highway late at night, there were few vehicles and pedestrians passing by, so Peter no longer needed to restrain his strength to avoid making a loud noise, as he had done before.

The next moment, he leaped into the air and rushed towards the brightly lit downtown of New York City at an extremely fast speed.

……

The city center of New York is brightly lit at night.

For the wealthy with countless riches, the wonderful nightlife is just beginning.

Especially those iconic buildings in downtown New York City, their bright lights like lighthouses, guided Peter as he ran through the night, ensuring he didn't lose his way.

Of course, Stark Tower was not yet connected to the clean energy Ark reactor power supply system at this time.

According to rough estimates, the electricity consumed by Stark Tower's lights each night is enough to power an entire neighborhood for a whole month.

Peter was unaware of these things and didn't care much about them.

However, once he arrived at Stark Tower, he realized that, putting aside Tony Stark's aesthetic sense, the building was indeed incredibly magnificent and splendid.

Peter stood unprotected on the edge of the building's top, dressed in a jet-black Spider-Man suit, completely blending into the night.

He looked down at the pedestrians, who seemed as tiny as ants.

Of course, this was without Peter using his super vision; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to hide the fact that the blonde woman who had just passed by was wearing a red thong.

At this moment, he seemed to have truly transformed into Spider-Man, fighting against evil criminals.

"It's a pity it's a bit quiet today!"

Peter scanned the street below the building but did not find any robbery or crime that required his intervention.

"Isn't New York supposed to be as safe as Gotham? Why is it so quiet today?"

"Or is it because it's located in the city center, where the security is better?"

Peter pondered this, his gaze involuntarily drifting towards the area outside the city center.

"Just as I expected, crime rates have skyrocketed outside the city center!"

Peter, with his super vision, can clearly see everything tens of kilometers away.

Even in a hotel building some distance away, he saw a pair of veteran players making a recruitment animation, forgetting to close the curtains.

However, what is even more prevalent are the ongoing criminal incidents.

For example, a young Black man is showing off his unique racial talent to a white older woman, his mouth movements as fluent as a famous West Coast rap.

The white woman, quite tactfully, took out her wallet and tipped the energetic young black man in person.

It seemed that the few dozen dollars she had just pulled out weren't enough to show the old lady's appreciation for him; she even gave the young black man her entire wallet before leaving, completely satisfied.

However, all of this requires ignoring the butterfly knife that the black rapper was constantly waving in his hand, and the Truth bulging in his pants pocket.

Unfortunately, Peter had only awakened super vision at this point, but not super hearing, so he couldn't tell whether the black guy's rap was professional enough.

Just as Peter was about to go over and see if this black man's rap talent was better than Liang Ge's comrade-in-arms.

On a distant coastal dock, a fierce fight caught his attention.

A figure dressed in dark red battle armor and wearing a mask, with only his chin visible, was fighting alone against more than a dozen agile Japanese ninjas wielding samurai swords.

Their punches were brutal and realistic, and their fight was as exciting and intense as a scene from a martial arts movie, which made Peter's heart race.

Because he couldn't do that, since if he threw a full-force punch at the enemy, they would instantly escape using Blood Escape.

"Having nothing better to do, I thought I'd go check out the excitement!"

Peter smiled, then suddenly pushed off with his legs, propelling himself into the air and heading towards the dock where the fierce battle was taking place.

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