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"It's nothing. This is what I should do." Bant said, "You can leave these things to me in the future. I am free every day."

"I really want to, but you went out too early this morning." Uncle Ben laughed with red eyes, patted Bant's shoulder with his heavy palm, and said, "Okay, you take Mei back first, I'll wait for Peter."

"It's so late, go in and wait." Bant put his arm around Uncle Ben and tried to pull him into the room.

Ben stretched out his other hand and held Bant down. His tone was gentle, but his eyes were firm: "No, no, I'll wait for him here."

With Bant's current strength, he could pull Uncle Ben into the house with just one little finger, but when he grabbed Uncle Ben's arm, it was like pulling a heavy mountain.

He knew that Uncle Ben stayed here because he wanted to have a serious talk with Peter. He also knew that during this conversation, Peter, who had just gained power and whose mind was full of his parents, would get angry and hurt Uncle Ben and Aunt May.

Moreover, it was because of this quarrel that Peter slammed the door and walked out, and Uncle Ben was shot by the robbers in order to find Peter. Although Bant had dealt with Dennis in advance, he still couldn't rest assured when it really came to this moment.

Without Dennis, there might be Sandman…

He wanted to stop the conversation and resolve the crisis in advance by killing Dennis.

But it's not as simple as killing a person.

Finally, he could only nod and walk into the house with Aunt Mei.

Compared to Bant, Mei looked more worried, and she obviously realized what was going to happen next.

"It's okay." Bant whispered in her ear to comfort her, "I think we should go to the kitchen and prepare something to eat. I think the two of them might get hungry after a while of arguing."

Aunt May was amused by him: "No, neither you nor Peter will quarrel with us, never."

She said this with great confidence, but walked towards the kitchen very honestly.

Bant looked at her thin back and nodded seriously: "You are right, Aunt Mei, we won't. If Peter dares to do this, I will let him know how powerful I am!"

"Don't fight." Mei said as she opened the refrigerator, "What would you like to eat tonight?"

"How about something simple?" Bant sat down at the dining table. "Fried chicken or pork chops? I'm so hungry now that I could eat a whole pig!"

Bant was definitely not joking.

Because of the Omnitrix, he gained spider powers like Peter, but this superpower was not complete at the beginning, but continued to increase over time. Obviously, Bant's superpowers are still growing rapidly.

The changes this growth brings to his body far exceed the changes during his entire puberty, which will inevitably lead to him needing to eat a lot to replenish energy until his spider abilities stabilize.

On the contrary, repeatedly transforming into an alien hero did not consume too much of his physical strength.

This aspect consumes the energy of the Omnitrix itself.

Just at this moment, there was a sound outside the door.

Peter is back.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 13 The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility

Peter sprinted all the way in a hurry and was out of breath when he arrived at the door of his house.

He was in a good mood because in the Osborn Group, he helped Connors crack the genetic lock that had puzzled him for a long time based on the formula left by his parents, and successfully cured a little white mouse with a broken leg through the model.

Once Connors successfully proves that his experimental results can be used on humans, then this result may be able to save countless lives!

But when he left the Osborne Group and saw the sky had darkened, Peter suddenly panicked.

He remembered that at noon Bant repeatedly reminded him not to forget to pick up Aunt May, but he and Connors were so engrossed in their studies that they completely forgot the time.

It was so late, he couldn't guarantee whether Aunt Mei was still waiting for him.

But he still rushed to Aunt May's workplace, but by that time, Bant had already left with Aunt May. So Peter, who was full of worry, didn't even have time to catch his breath and immediately rushed all the way home.

He saw Uncle Ben standing at the door from a distance.

Ben's serious expression made Peter very uneasy. Worrying about being taught a lesson was only secondary. More importantly, Peter didn't know whether Aunt May had returned home safely. New York was not safe at night. If something happened to Aunt May because of his negligence, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

"Uncle Ben, where's Aunt May!" He shouted to Uncle Ben before he stopped.

The whole journey was so frantic that even with Peter's enhanced physical strength, he was exhausted. He put his hands on his waist, his throat seemed to be smoking, his body was half bent, and he could hardly speak.

But his expression was full of worry and fear.

Seeing him like this, Ben, who had originally wanted to criticize him harshly, suddenly softened his heart.

"Ben picked her up," Ben said. "He lied for you and said you asked him to go."

Peter was relieved to hear that Aunt May was fine, but he was also very surprised and guilty. You know, it was Bant who reminded him at noon not to forget to pick up Aunt May, but not only did he forget, but it was Bant who helped him fulfill his promise.

"I'm so sorry..." Peter was so sad that he couldn't speak. He didn't even dare to look Uncle Ben in the eye.

Fortunately, perhaps at this moment Peter did not forget the matter completely like in the original movie. His worries and guilt were seen by Uncle Ben, which made Uncle Ben not so angry with him.

"Everyone is careless sometimes, Peter." He said gently, thinking about his words and trying not to make the child too sad. "You are very much like your father. I think this is very good, very good!"

This statement was made completely from the heart.

Although Peter's father and he are brothers, they are completely different. Compared to Peter, who is ordinary, Peter's father is much better. Ben also hopes that Peter can become an outstanding scientist like his father.

"But your dad always believed that with great power comes great responsibility." Ben walked over to Peter and hugged him, which gave Peter a little warmth and comfort.

"You have grown up, although Mei and I are not your real parents..."

"What, no!" Peter's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He quickly raised his head and wanted to say something, but Ben motioned for him to listen.

"It's nothing, Peter. It's the truth," Ben said seriously.

"Mei and I have no objection to you or Xiaoban exploring your parents' affairs. This is your right and we have no right to stop you. But remember, even though we are not your parents, we love you just as much.

"I don't expect you to take on too much responsibility for this family, but I hope you won't make Mei sad, okay?" Ben said, "Do you know what might have happened if Xiaoban hadn't gone to pick Mei up today?"

"I..." Peter opened his mouth, but no words came out.

On the way home, he couldn't help thinking about the worst outcome, that he might lose Aunt Mei.

Ben reached out and squeezed his shoulder, saying, "You're not the only one who thinks so. Mei didn't wait for you, she would be more worried than you!"

"Yeah." Peter didn't know what to do except nodding.

The feeling of guilt overwhelmed him, diluting the joy that Peter had felt during this period of time due to his super powers.

Ben didn't want to see him feeling so guilty, so he comforted him, "Fortunately, you are all fine now, that's enough. Just remember, don't do this in the future, okay? Remember, with great power comes great responsibility."

Peter nodded with red eyes.

At this time, the door of the house opened.

Bant held the pork chop in one hand and took a big bite. The fat from the pork chop spilled out. He leaned against the door frame and said, "How long are you two going to stand at the door?"

Peter and Ben looked at him at the same time.

Ben narrowed his eyes, patted Peter on the back, and said loudly, "You must be starving, kid. Go back and eat!"

Then he whispered in Peter's ear, "Ben has already lied for you once about what happened today, so just do as he says, okay? Don't let Mei worry."

"Okay!" Peter nodded vigorously!

night.

Peter and Bant had a hearty meal and the two of them squeezed into Bant's room.

"Uh..." Peter burped, "I never thought I could eat so much."

"Apparently our superpowers also require us to consume more calories. If we continue to eat at this rate, I think Uncle Ben will soon be eaten out of money by me." Bant said while lying on the bed.

He had thought that there would be an argument tonight, but he didn't expect Uncle Ben to resolve everything in a peaceful way.

But another problem arises - money!

If it weren't for Bant and Peter, Uncle Ben and Aunt May would have lived a pretty good life, but with two more children in the family, the expenses suddenly increased a lot, and now they have become such big eaters that they almost emptied the refrigerator in one night.

"We have to find some money."

Peter nodded seriously, "With great power comes great responsibility. Now that we have superpowers, it's time to take responsibility for this family." He thought for a moment, "How about we go fight in a black boxing match? I'm sure no one can beat us, and we can make a lot of money!"

"No, never fight!" Bant was frightened when he heard his suggestion.

He had managed to prevent a web-based incident with great difficulty, but who knows what would happen if Spider-Man went to fight in an underground boxing match?

At this time, Peter's thoughts jumped to another place. He thought about it and said, "Maybe we should use our super powers to do something."

He moved a chair and slid to Bant's bedside, and said seriously: "Like Uncle Ben said, the two of us have obtained super powers. This is not only a gift, but more importantly, it is also our responsibility.

“We have an obligation to use it to make this world a better place!”

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Chapter 14: Someone said he didn't want to be Spider-Man, but secretly designed a whole set of suits

"We have an obligation to use our superpowers to make this world a better place."

Peter walked to Bant's bed and looked at him seriously:

“Because with great power comes great responsibility.”

"So?" Bant pushed the pillow up a little, leaned on it, and looked at Peter with a different gaze. Peter felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by him, and subconsciously twisted his body. He realized that Bant seemed to disagree with what he said.

"So we can become a hero, like Iron Man." Peter said excitedly, gesticulating. Then, he pinched his chin and fantasized, "We can choose a suitable code name, such as...

"…Human Spider or Spider Duo, what do you think?"

"If you want to be a superhero, go by yourself. Don't take me with you. I can only wish you success." Bant turned over. He was indeed a little disdainful of this, but he didn't intend to dissuade Peter. In any case, Peter has the right to choose his own life and the right to be who he wants to be.

And, while Bant has no intention of being a hero, there's no need for him to be cynical about someone who would.

Peter's idea was good, but Bant just didn't have that kind of passion.

"Wish me success? Aren't you going to join me?" Peter asked in surprise. He couldn't understand why Bant didn't care about being a hero at all.

"Of course not," Bant said. "What good would it do me to be a hero?"

He looked at Peter seriously, shook his head and said, "There is no benefit, only trouble."

"But being a hero is so cool, just like Iron Man. Do you know how many people like him? Do you know how many people are crazy about him?" Peter said excitedly, "As long as we can become a hero, there will be many people who like us and admire us..."

He thought that if he became a hero, he could be someone else, shiny and bright and famous, instead of being nothing like he was now, just a nobody, just Peter Parker.

"Forget it, Peter." Bant didn't want to hit him, but seeing Peter's innocence, he said coldly, "Even so, they only like and admire Spider-Man, not Peter Parker."

He didn't mind Peter becoming a superhero at all, but if Peter started out with this idea in mind, it would only hurt him when he realized the huge contrast between reality and reality.

"But Spider-Man is Peter Parker." Peter didn't quite understand what Bant meant, but he accepted the name "Spider-Man" anyway.

Hearing this, Bant sat up from the bed and his eyes became serious.

"No, Spider-Man can't be Peter Parker!"

Bant stared at Peter with a look that made Peter feel biologically, or even food-chain, oppression, as if Bant was not his cousin but his murderous natural enemy.

But he still didn't understand.

"Do you think you can be like Tony Stark, standing in front of hundreds of reporters and loudly announcing to the world, 'I am Iron Man'?" Bant imitated Stark's cocky tone.

"why not?"

"Come on, Tony Stark dares to admit his identity because he is Tony Stark. He has the Stark Group as his backing. Even without the armor, no crime can hurt him or his family. But what about you? What do you have?"

"Have you ever thought about what would happen if you took off your mask and told everyone that Spider-Man is Peter Parker?" Bant stood up and reached out to push Peter away from the bed. Peter's body seemed almost weightless in his hands.

In fact, Peter was completely stunned, Bant's words echoing in his mind and the horrible and bloody scene unfolding before his eyes.

"Uncle Ben and Aunt May will be in danger. What do you think those criminals who were defeated by you will do when they know they can't deal with you and hate you to the core?"

"They will target Uncle Ben and Aunt May..." Peter's face turned pale and his voice became stammering when he thought of this.

"I'm glad you're not crazy," Bant said.

In fact, he knew that Peter would not ignore this point. This kid was just dazzled by the beautiful illusion.

He just wanted to remind Peter that in countless universes, there have been cases where Spider-Man's identity was exposed, resulting in injuries or even deaths to his loved ones Mary Jane and Aunt May.

Spider-Man is always struggling in pain and desolation. Every time his life seems to be changing for the better, fate plays a cruel joke on him.

"Okay," Peter nodded vigorously. He understood that Bant was right, but his mind was not changed.

Maybe Spider-Man cannot be Peter Parker, but what cannot be changed is that Peter Parker is Spider-Man.

He could keep his identity a secret, but anyone cheering for Spider-Man was actually cheering for him.