America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

"Shuangxi, you rest first, Peter and I are going to his house."

"Cousin, you go ahead."

Li Qun and Peter went downstairs to the car. They were driving Gwen's small van today, which was filled with some wooden materials.

Peter also wanted to put a wooden dummy for practicing in his backyard, and Liqun helped Peter assemble the wooden dummy parts.

Peter also tested the defensiveness of his skin. Kitchen knives and table knives could only leave a white mark on his skin, while needles required force to pierce it. He did not become invulnerable.

Peter hadn't tested the gun on himself, but he felt he didn't need to; he should be wary of firearms and other heat weapons.

"Don't hit the wooden dummy at night, it will disturb the neighbors," Li Qun reminded Peter.

“Loose wood can indeed make a lot of noise,” Peter agreed.

On the day Uncle Ben had a day off, he took Peter to the furniture store and bought a new bed frame. Although it was still a wooden frame, it was much sturdier than the one he had slept on for over ten years, with metal fittings used at the joints. Now, Peter can move around a lot on the new bed frame without making a sound.

When they arrived at Peter's house, Peter and Li Qun moved the parts of the wooden dummy to the backyard. Peter watched as Li Qun assembled the wooden dummy like building blocks using only a hammer.

Li Qun tested the assembled wooden dummy and, finding no problems, had Peter try it out as well. The sound of the two hitting the dummy attracted Mary Jane from next door.

Mary Jane went to the backyard and talked to Peter and Li Qun through the wooden fence.

"Is that a stake?" Mary Jane asked curiously.

“This is a dummy, it’s called a wooden dummy, used for practicing kung fu,” Peter replied to Mary Jane.

"Peter, have you started learning kung fu from Li Qun yet?"

“I’ve been studying for a while now,” Li Qun said to Mary Jane.

"Can you perform it for me?"

Peter glanced at Li Qun; his father had just lectured them today not to show off their skills.

“Peter, show this to Mary Jane.”

Peter walked up to the wooden dummy and demonstrated to Mary Jane how to dismantle it.

Mary Jane laughed as she read it.

“That’s interesting,” Mary Jane said.

“It’s even more interesting with narration,” Li Qun said.

"Peter's move involves striking the area where a person's neck and jaw meet, which can instantly knock them unconscious. If the person doesn't faint, they will be stunned for a while."

"This exposes the opponent's weak spot under his armpit. Striking the side ribs can cause great pain and make the opponent back down."

"Who are you planning to fight?" Mary Jane asked.

“No, we don’t fight with people,” Peter said.

“Yes, we don’t fight.” Li Qun looked at Mary Jane.

“Mary Jane, take a good look at Peter. Doesn’t he seem a bit braver now?” Li Qun asked Mary Jane.

"It is indeed a bit different now."

Mary Jane supported herself on the wooden fence with her arms and leaned forward curiously to examine Peter Parker closely.

Chapter 146 America's Curvy Buttocks

Peter Parker held up his ripped jeans and examined them. How many pairs of pants had he torn since he became the "human spider"?

Almost every two days, the crotch of one pair of pants would be torn open.

The clothes he was wearing were fine; there weren't many pieces of his shirt that he had accidentally torn.

Peter went into the basement, lifted the dust cover from the sewing machine, and skillfully sat down to mend the tear in the crotch of his jeans.

Peter's tailoring skills have improved rapidly recently, and he feels that he can even design and make a whole set of clothes himself, making a dazzling debut as a fashion designer.

Spiders are masters of weaving, aren't they?!

After spending more than ten minutes sewing the pants, Peter covered the sewing machine with a dust cover and walked out of the basement.

Peter opened the wardrobe and carefully counted the pants inside.

Peter needs to buy some new pants.

Peter used the fabric cut from old pants to sew up the crotch of the jeans.

A pair of pants was repeatedly torn, and in the end, it could only be used to mend other pants.

Peter pondered a question: if he were to go to the mall to buy trousers, should he go alone, or should he go with Li Qun and Harry?

Peter thought about it seriously; he needed someone with him. He was still too introverted and didn't have the courage to deal with the shop assistants in the mall alone.

Peter thanked Norman Osborne once again in his heart, thanking Uncle Norman for giving them two months of "internship pay" so that he could still buy a few decent new trousers.

School is about to start, and Peter can't go to school wearing pants that are bound to rip at any moment.

Peter glanced at his wrist.

If only he could make the spider silk he shoots into sturdy and durable clothing material, he wouldn't have to worry about accidentally tearing his pants.

Maybe?

Peter shot his spider silk at the cup.

Peter tested it and found that his spider silk would decompose naturally after eight hours. To make clothes from his own spider silk, he first had to solve the problem of the natural decomposition of the spider silk.

……

"Liqun, you absolutely have to try this coat on, I'm begging you!"

Harry Osborne was carrying a coat rack with a black jacket embroidered with a coiled red oriental dragon.

"Alright, Harry, since you've begged me."

Li Qun reluctantly took the jacket from Harry's hand and put on the oversized black jacket embroidered with a red oriental dragon.

"So cool!!"

"Why don't you try putting on sunglasses again?"

Harry then took a pair of aviator sunglasses from the glasses rack next to him and put them on Li Qun.

Harry smiled and raised an eyebrow at Li Qun.

“That’s more like the brothers from Chinatown,” Harry said to Liqun.

“Harry, that’s a bit of a joke. I’m not involved in gangs.” Li Qun took off his aviator sunglasses and put them back on the glasses rack next to him.

“Don’t take off your jackets! We can each wear one, the three of us,” Harry said, stopping them.

Harry asked the accompanying waiter to bring over jackets embroidered with tigers and wolves. Harry had Peter put on the jacket embroidered with a tiger coming down the mountain, while Harry himself put on the jacket embroidered with a wolf.

Harry coordinated the three of them's outfits, and Peter and Liqun, along with Harry, put on sunglasses and posed in front of the mirror in the clothing store.

“We’ll all dress like this when school starts,” Harry said with a smile.

“A 12th-year student should act like a 12th-year student, you know? Peter, Lillian,” Harry emphasized.

"Should we apply for another club at school, so that after we graduate, the younger students in the club can carry on our spirit and culture?" Li Qun said jokingly.

“Great idea! What kind of club should we start?” Harry turned to look at Li Qun.

"A kung fu club? Let's spread kung fu culture together at school?" Peter said.

"That's absolutely right! Kung Fu, yes, that's kung fu!!"

“Liqun is the dragon, Peter is the little tiger, and I am the wolf! All members who join our kung fu club will use animal names as code names.” Harry wildly spread his ideas.

"The twelve zodiac animals? Dragon, tiger, and dog are all among them," Peter said.

“Dogs are nice, but I prefer wolves.” Harry raised an eyebrow.

“What animals are in the Chinese zodiac? I know we’re all rats,” Harry asked.

"Rat, Ox, Tiger, Rabbit, Dragon, Snake, Horse, Sheep, Monkey, Rooster, Dog, Pig," Li Qun quickly recited to Harry.

“Isn’t a club with only twelve people too few?” Peter said.

“I didn’t say we had to use the twelve zodiac animals,” Harry said to Peter.

Harry swiped his card cleanly and efficiently to pay for the three jackets, which looked like works of art. He still loved dressing up himself and his friends.

Harry and his two friends asked the sales assistant to cut off the tags from their jackets, and then walked out of the clothing store wearing the jackets. The three of them then turned around and rushed into the next clothing store.

"I'm just here to buy a few pairs of sturdy, durable pants," Peter reiterated his reason for going shopping with Harry and Liqun.

"I need to buy something loose-fitting, made of very stretchy material, and it has to look good, not something that makes me look like a freak," Harry said.

Harry and the shop assistant were helping Peter find his pants when Harry's thoughts started wandering, eventually landing on Bruce Banner and Hulk's pants.

Dr. Banner had a pair of magical pants. After he gave his body to the Hulk, the Hulk wore these magical pants and only his thighs were stretched, without the crotch being torn.

Peter came out of the changing room, put on his new pants, and carefully squatted down to stretch his legs and see if the pants would affect his leg strength.

If it affects his ability to exert force, his pants will definitely be torn.

“It’s alright,” Peter said.

“Peter, I have to say, you have a nice ass.”

“That’s probably why you tore your pants,” Harry said.

"Thanks……"

Peter awkwardly gripped the ground with his toes. The shop assistant serving them was a woman, who was curiously sizing up Peter's shapely buttocks.

"Not as good as Steve's," Li Qun said from the side.

Peter thought about it and realized it was true.

Peter's heart skipped a beat.

During the two weeks he mutated into a "humanoid spider," he forgot about his predecessor Steve Rogers, whose body had also undergone a mutation.

How is Steve Rogers doing now that he has lost his memory?

The words "With great power comes great responsibility" echoed in Peter's mind.

"What is this hat?"