The Martial God of the Marvel World

Chapter 439: Shouldn’t all aliens look like ETs?

"boom!"

Another building collapsed in the explosion, falling onto the road and blocking the large number of police cars pursuing behind on the other side of the long street.

Vehicles that were speeding and unable to brake in time crashed heavily into the walls of the buildings, deformed violently, and quickly leaked oil and exploded.

A large number of people were wailing and screaming in the explosion, causing passers-by to flee in panic, and it was too late to avoid it. But this did not stop the pursuers, but more sirens rushed in this direction.

The reporters from those TV stations, like hyenas smelling rotten meat, drove towards this side without caring about their lives. Some wealthy and powerful TV stations even flew helicopters directly above the area and remotely broadcast the news in real time with high-definition cameras.

On the contrary, the military tanks arrived slower and there is still no trace of them. However, the armed helicopters arrived first and circled repeatedly in the sky, searching for any trace of the enemy.

The loss of a large number of police officers slowed the police down, but it also aroused their solidarity. Wearing thick bulletproof vests and hiding behind the bulletproof doors of modified vehicles, they surrounded the area tightly and advanced step by step, determined to leave the vicious aliens nowhere to escape.

Within the encirclement, the crowd ran around like frightened deer.

Even the people of New York, who have experienced many gun battles, know that this is definitely not an ordinary gang fighting for territory, but at least a terrorist-level gang when faced with the tanks, armored vehicles, and armed helicopters that are fully armed and deployed to encircle and suppress the gang.

Seeing that the area below your feet is about to become a war zone, even a fool would know to escape quickly.

So, those who had cars drove, and those who didn't ran, and they all moved towards the place where there were many police cars, wanting to get away from there as soon as possible.

Peter Parker ran forward along the alley like a headless fly. The intense physical exercise made his heart feel like it was going to jump out of his chest. His legs were becoming heavier and heavier, as if they were filled with lead. But he didn't dare to stop, for fear of being hit by a bomb or a bullet.

He felt that a sentence he had just learned from his new teacher was very suitable for the current situation, which was "A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall."

Although he was carrying some high-tech items prepared by his new teacher, which could save his life in various critical situations, the new teacher also made it clear that if these things were seen by outsiders while being used, although his life could be saved, there would inevitably be subsequent troubles, and in the end it might not even be better than dying early.

Peter is a good boy and listens to his teacher very much. Unless it is a life-and-death situation, he will never waste those life-saving cards here.

Peter staggered around the alley, but he couldn't run anymore, so he stopped and slowly walked forward, holding on to the wall.

The sound of sirens was clearly audible. Obviously after crossing this street, the police car should be visible not far away.

Just hold on a little longer, and you'll be safe once you're out of the encirclement.

Peter secretly encouraged himself, then cheered himself up and quickened his pace a little.

After going around the alley, Peter suddenly found that on the road ahead, there was a wounded little animal lying on the ground. It was covered in dust and dirt, and its left forearm was injured. Blood was all over the ground and stuck to the dust on its body, forming a thick layer of blood scab.

Peter was a kind-hearted man. When he saw this stray animal, he felt a little soft-hearted. He hesitated and wondered whether he should rescue it.

But the situation is urgent now and I can’t even save myself, so there is no time to bandage it.

Peter hesitated for a moment, took two tentative steps towards the little animal, and then found that the little animal was very human-like. It did not show any resistance, but looked at him with a pair of clear, transparent and cute big eyes, which were full of pity and pleading.

Peter softened his heart and walked to its side. He dumped out the books in his bag and put the little animal in. He was afraid that the little animal would not be able to breathe in the bag, so he left a wide gap when he zipped it. Then, he put the bag on his back, picked up the books from the ground, and walked towards the siren.

However, what Peter did not notice was that as he moved forward, a furry claw stretched out from the backpack, hooked the zipper, and quietly pulled it to one side, completely sealing the entire backpack silently.

After turning a few more corners, Peter successfully walked out of the steel jungle and saw a team of police officers standing ready on the avenue ahead.

A roadblock had been set up in front of the convoy. Soldiers armed with live ammunition hid behind the roadblock, keeping a close eye on the crowd coming along this road.

Under the threat of various large-caliber weapons, all people who wanted to flee had to line up and have their documents checked in order, and only those who passed the checkpoint were allowed to pass.

On the ground in front of the checkpoint, several bodies that had been beaten into sieves proved to everyone what the consequences would be if they ignored the rules and tried to break through the checkpoint at will.

Forced into a corner, everyone could only curse and threaten to complain, sue, and protest, but their bodies remained obediently lined up here.

On the wide avenue, there is a procession of vehicles, and on the auxiliary roads on both sides, there is a procession of pedestrians.

Peter obediently chose an auxiliary road and started to queue up, following the main group and moving forward step by step.

At this point, it is basically safe. Normal people would not directly attack the heavily guarded checkpoint.

Peter relaxed, breathing heavily, and letting his heart, which had not been exercised for a long time, rest.

He looked around and was surprised to find that the policeman in charge of checking this area was someone he recognized: George Stacy, the father of his classmate Gwen Stacy.

As the perennial runner-up in the class, Peter must have met Director Stacy before. Although they were not very familiar with each other, at least it was no problem for him to open a small back door.

"Hey, Uncle Stacy, I'm Peter, Peter Parker, Gwen's classmate, do you remember me?"

Peter jumped among the crowd, waving his arms and shouting loudly.

George, who was carefully scanning the crowd, looked up when he heard the voice and saw Peter jumping around like a monkey in a circus. He couldn't help laughing and waved for him to come over.

"Why are you here? Did you skip class?"

Peter quickly got out of the jealous gazes of the people around him, crossed the crowd from the side, and got to the front of the team, explaining nervously:
"No, of course I didn't skip class. I asked for leave to come here to buy some things. I need some special parts for the science and craft class next week..."

"Okay, no need to explain to me. I don't mean to blame you." George smiled and patted Peter's shoulder, and took him through the checkpoint. "Okay, go home quickly. Maybe your uncle and aunt are waiting anxiously."

"Thank you, Uncle Stacy." After expressing his gratitude to George, Peter said goodbye to him, found a bus and returned home.

Although Uncle Ben and Aunt May knew that there was a riot in the city, they didn't know he was there at the time, so they were not very worried. It was not until Peter took the little animal out of his schoolbag and told them what had happened that they became frightened.

Free America, gun battles every day.

In a place like New York, you could be shot and killed by a stray bullet on the street at any time, so if you want to live longer, the safest way is to stay away from dangerous places.

Don't go to backward and chaotic neighborhoods, stay away when you hear gunshots, carry enough change with you, and never do anything heroic...

These are the experiences of adults, but when educating their children, they often want their children to be kind, honest, upright, and simple... This is very contradictory!

After repeatedly confirming that Peter was not hurt, the kind Aunt May took the little animal to take a bath, then took out disinfectant and bandages, and carefully disinfected and bandaged the wounds on its body.

Although this little animal did not suffer serious fatal injuries such as broken bones, it was seriously injured, especially the massive blood loss. Although it was not fatal, it looked listless and had no energy.

After feeding the small animals anti-inflammatory drugs and replenishing them with food and salt water, Aunt May folded a small nest out of a cardboard box in Peter's single room and covered it with a cotton mat, thus completing a dedicated animal room.

Aunt Mei looked at the little nest she had built by hand and was very satisfied. She gently kissed the little cutie on the forehead and then put it into the nest.

Who with a soft heart wouldn’t love a furry little animal?

"Don't worry, Peter. Wild animals are very strong. We just need to give them time and patience, and they will recover."

After comforting Peter for a few words, Aunt May left, giving Peter back his free space.

After watching Aunt May leave, Peter checked the time, got up hastily, quietly locked the door, then took out his laptop, placed it on the table, turned it on, connected to the Internet, opened some hidden software, and sent a connection request.

After a moment, the remote video was connected and a man's head appeared on the laptop.

As soon as the video was connected, Peter hurriedly apologized.

"Sorry, teacher, something happened today, so I'm a little late."

"It's okay, I'm glad you're okay. Let's talk today...what's that behind you?" In the video, the man's face suddenly froze, and he pointed behind Peter.

Peter looked back and saw the furry little animal sleeping soundly in its new home.

"This is the little raccoon I picked up today, teacher. It was injured, and I felt sorry for it, so I brought it back."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Tony Stark on the other side of the screen with a livid face. He covered his face with his hands and rubbed them hard with a mad expression.

"Damn it!"

"Peter, the reason I came here specifically to teach you is to help you reshape your worldview. I don't want you to end up like you did in the past, where you finally managed to break free from the shackles of fate, only to end up killing yourself because of your own personality problems."

"I remember emphasizing to you many times that you should be careful and cautious in everything you do and not to cause trouble!"

"Uh... Teacher, I don't quite understand a lot of what you said, what destiny, my past and so on..." Peter scratched his head, not knowing what the teacher was referring to.

"Besides, I didn't do anything extra today. I ran out as soon as the gunshots rang out. I didn't do anything!"

Peter felt very wronged, he didn't do anything wrong!

"Ah!" Tony sighed and pointed behind Peter, "The little raccoon behind you is called Rocket, and he's an alien. Today, SHIELD almost turned the entire city upside down just to catch him!"

"Huh?" Peter's eyes almost fell out of their sockets. He turned around abruptly and looked at the cute creature sleeping soundly in the nest. He couldn't understand how such a little guy could cause such a big trouble.

Aren't all aliens supposed to look like ETs?

How can it be so cute?
"He is alone, without any suitable alien weapons or equipment. Otherwise, he could turn the entire city upside down. Without the power of the Avengers, S.H.I.E.L.D. would not be able to catch him!"

After listening to Tony's explanation, Peter turned around, grabbed the phone and was about to dial.

"Wait! What are you doing?" Tony quickly stopped him from doing anything stupid again.

"Of course we should call the police!" Peter said as a matter of course, "Such a terrifying alien has caused so much damage in the city, of course we should let that SHIELD come and capture him and bring him to justice!"

"Haha... bring him to justice?" Tony sneered, "You think too much!"

Tony did not immediately explain what he said, but instead asked, "Peter, have you finished reading the list of books I gave you before?"

"Oh, I read part of it, but the philosophy part is too obscure and it seems difficult for me to understand." Peter hesitated and asked hesitantly: "Teacher, I am more interested in science. Is it really necessary for me to study philosophy?"

"Of course it is necessary!" Tony answered firmly.

“Philosophy is the study of wisdom. Studying philosophy can help people see through phenomena and get to the essence. It is a subject that is very helpful for you to establish a correct worldview.”

"If you look closely, you will find that philosophy is a required course for almost all children of wealthy families, followed by law. As for economics and technology, it all depends on one's interests."

"You have little experience in society now, so you may not be able to fully understand the profound content of philosophy, but if you read the list of books I gave you and understand it roughly, you will not say that SHIELD will bring aliens to justice."

"What a huge value a non-human alien represents!"

"Who would be willing to kill him?"

"Isn't that a waste of natural resources?"

"Even those Nazi scientists were able to make amends for their crimes and thrive in SHIELD. What about a living alien with technology far superior to that of Earth?"

"All men are created equal. This is for ordinary people to hear."

“The more privileged people are, the more they like to say that all people are equal, because they are indeed very equal and no one can be above them.”

"But in fact, there has never been equality between people!"

"Human life is valuable. Ten thousand ordinary lives are not as valuable as one living alien!"

"Do you still think that after you call the police, the aliens behind you will be brought to justice and avenge those victims?"

(End of this chapter)