America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

"Look."

Wade reached into the curtains and pulled out the bullets that had lodged in his body.

Li Qun glanced at Wade in surprise; he hadn't even noticed when Wade had taken the warheads.

“Now, I am another son of God, and I have two older brothers.”

Peter nodded.

Peter cannot say he was an unbeliever, but he was a believer in science, which was beyond Peter's worldview.

Peter, bitten by a genetically modified spider, gained spider-like superpowers and could explain the changes in his body using genetic science; Wade, shot and near death, was brought back to life – such a miracle could only be a divine intervention.

Chapter 205 The Tailor

"Okay, this was a prank."

"what?"

“I told you, it was a prank! My friend and I teamed up to scare you two,” Wade said.

"Why are you doing this?"

Peter Parker, whose worldview had been shattered, returned to normal after a single sentence from Wade.

Peter's eyes widened as he wondered if Wade's words were also a joke.

“You’ve already come up with enough plans today. Wade, I don’t believe this accident was a prank you and your friends planned in advance,” Peter said.

"So, do you choose to believe that I am the 'resurrected' version?" Wade asked Peter.

“Liqun, is this a prank?” Peter asked Liqun for help.

“Liqun promised me he wouldn’t help explain,” Wade told Peter.

"Okay, I confess. I'm actually a bad guy. After you eliminated me from the competition, I started plotting a scam against you to cheat you out of your prize money."

"I knew you would win. I knew you could do it when I could knock myself out with your head."

“This newly fabricated lie has too many holes, Wade,” Peter said seriously to Wade after thinking for a moment.

Peter had never thought so hard when solving math and physics problems as he had tonight. He tried to recall every scene and detail he had witnessed that night, everything of it real, without any fake movie props.

"Don't worry about what I'm saying!" Wade's voice suddenly became louder.

"Do you really want me to be shot and fall to the ground in your arms, saying to you, 'With great power comes great responsibility'?" Wade looked into Peter's eyes.

"Then I died, and you, like Bruce Wayne in Crime Alley, were consumed by the fire of revenge, vowing in your heart to change the darkness of New York."

"Wade, are you alright?" Li Qun couldn't help but ask.

"Wade, how did you know that?" Peter glanced at Li Qun's face again. This sentence was a secret shared by him, Li Qun, and Gwen; only they had read Uncle Ben's secret notes together.

“I just said what came to mind; Li Qun didn’t say anything to me about you,” Wade told Peter.

Peter stopped asking questions and just watched silently.

Wade also fell silent, looking up at the church ceiling and the paintings on it.

"Would you like to get something to eat?" Li Qun asked the two of them.

"What do you want to eat?" Wade turned around instantly; he was actually quite hungry.

"We'll eat whatever's available," Li Qun said.

The three of them walked out of the church and silently headed towards the bustling street, where there were fast food restaurants that stayed open until two or three in the morning.

Halfway there, Wade turned and walked in the other direction of the street. In this area around the chapel, the street was eerily quiet; an invisible order existed in this place.

Wade walked into a tailor shop, rang the bell on the counter, and called the tailor over.

Good evening, gentlemen.

The tailor shop owner was a black man in a suit and leather shoes, wearing tortoiseshell glasses. His skin was darker than chocolate, and he had a gentlemanly air about him.

“I need a new outfit,” Wade said to the tailor.

“I can see that, Wade,” the tailor said to Wade.

"Consider it a favor I owe you. Get me some clothes. I need to get something to eat now, or someone will call the police if I'm dressed like this," Wade said.

“I don’t offer credit, you know my rules,” the tailor said.

“Look at the cloth I’m wearing.”

Wade pulled down the curtain he was wrapped in and slipped it through the iron-barred window. The tailor, expressionless, picked up a corner of the curtain and examined it closely.

"Where did you get this?" the tailor asked, adjusting his glasses.

"Could you change your clothes?" Wade asked with a stern face.

"Yes." The tailor nodded and came out from behind the counter.

"Although I remember your measurements, I still need to measure you again."

The tailor's measuring tape was hanging on the black tailor's shoulder. When measuring Wade's body size, the tailor's every movement was extremely elegant. Peter and Li Qun, who were watching, felt as if they were watching a highly artistic performance.

"Hold on."

The tailor went into the inner room of the tailor shop and soon came out carrying a suit.

Wade glanced at the tag on his suit, saw the fabric composition percentage, and smiled at the tailor.

"Have you considered making styles other than suits?" Wade asked.

"We support customization." The tailor maintained his smile.

"But you need money?" Wade laughed.

The tailor nodded.

"Wade, the locker room is over there."

The tailor pointed to the door on the left, and Wade carried his suit into the dressing room.

While Wade was getting dressed, the black tailor's gaze lingered on Peter and Li Qun, his eyes filled with intense curiosity and questions.

“Sir, is there anything you wish to ask?” Peter couldn’t help but ask the tailor.

"Did you just come from the church?" the tailor asked with a smile.

“Yes.” Peter nodded slightly.

"Why are you with Wade so late?"

“We’re hungry, let’s go get something to eat,” Peter replied.

“If you want to get something to eat, I recommend the Continental Hotel over there. The hotel restaurant is open 24 hours a day,” the tailor said.

When Wade came out of the locker room, he frowned and looked at the tailor after hearing what the tailor said.

"Hey!"

“I was just recommending a good restaurant to them,” the tailor calmly explained to Wade.

“They’re just two ordinary high school students,” Wade said earnestly to the tailor.

"Is he really just a high school student?"

"I'll be a college student next year."

The tailor stared at Wade.

“When you’re with them, I don’t think they’re just ordinary high school students,” the tailor said.

"Is this how you usually talk?" Li Qun didn't know how many times he had lost his temper tonight.

“Ordinary, special.” Li Qun raised his hands and gestured.

"We are ordinary people; Wade is a special person with an unknown past."

“We all live in the same world,” Li Qun said.

Yes, we live in the same world.

"but……"

"The world is also divided into day and night."

"We are in the darkness, while it is daytime on the other side of the earth." The tailor calmly raised his hand and made a gesture, explaining the basic geography to Liqun.

"Look at me, am I handsome?" Wade interrupted Li Qun and the tailor, trying to change the subject.

"Very handsome, looks like a big capitalist," Li Qun said, glancing at Wade in his suit and tie.

Chapter 206 French Fries with Mayonnaise

Having decent clothes to wear, Wade didn't want to continue talking to the tailor and led Li Qun and Peter out of the tailor shop.

After Wade led Li Qun and Peter two hundred meters away, he spoke loudly to them.

"Let's go there. We can ask for a private room to get something to eat."

Wade pointed to the entrance of an underground bar.

Just looking at the bar entrance gave off an air of importance. Two security guards, dressed in black suits as smartly as Wade, stood at the entrance, wearing sunglasses even at night, like two statues.

"Can you see their faces clearly?" Wade turned to Li Qun and Peter and smiled, because the two security guards at the bar entrance were both African American.

Peter and Li Qun dared not respond to Wade, as any reaction would be an offense to the two black security guards.

"Can we go in?" Peter asked anxiously.

“I’ll use facial recognition to get you in,” Wade said to Peter.

Wade raised his hand and gestured for them to follow, leading Li Qun and Peter to the entrance of the underground bar.

Wade tilted his head, gesturing with the back of his head that Peter and Li Qun were with him, and that the three of them were going inside.

The two black security guards, whose muscles looked like they were about to burst out of their black suits, exchanged glances and made way for Wade to lead Li Qun and Peter into the underground bar.

Do you know why I was able to bring you in?

"It's because of my clothes."