I became a weirdo in Marvel

Chapter 189 Moving (Daily 1000010000, th Day )

Parker stood in the middle of the bedroom, his eyes wandering around, as if saying his final farewell to this little world where he had lived for many years.

Everything in the room carries his memories: the desk in the corner covered with superhero posters, the framed photos of him, Uncle Ben and Aunt May on the bedside table, and the withered cactus by the window, which was once a plant he had carefully cared for.

Parker took a deep breath, as if trying to draw all these memories into his lungs and remember them forever.

He walked to the closet, opened the door, and saw the clothes inside were neatly hung on hangers.

Parker began to take out the clothes one by one, folded them carefully, and stuffed them into the suitcase.

He moved slowly, as if each piece of clothing represented a memory and he was reluctant to pack them in a hurry.

Suddenly, his hand stopped on a red and blue hoodie, which was his favorite piece of clothing in high school and had accompanied him through countless years of youth.

He gently stroked the fabric of the clothes, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, and finally put it at the bottom of the suitcase.

Parker turned and looked at the bookshelf, which was filled with various books, from science fiction to physics theory, all of which reflected his interests and hobbies.

He walked over, took down a few of his favorite books from the bookshelf, gently blew away the dust on them, and carefully put them into his backpack.

These books are not only his source of knowledge, but also his spiritual sustenance when he is lonely.

He knew that these books would continue to accompany him and give him strength in the days to come.

The room suddenly became quiet. Parker stood in the middle of the now empty room, feeling an indescribable emotion welling up in his heart.

He sighed, put on his backpack, picked up his suitcase, and walked out of the bedroom. Every step he took seemed to be on the thin ice of memory, and he was afraid that he would fall into the whirlpool of memories if he was not careful.

Outside the door, Uncle Ben was waiting. When he saw Parker come out, a warm smile appeared on his face.

"Have you packed your things? You can take the things you need first, and then slowly take the rest later."

"Well, I don't bring much." Parker showed the luggage in his hand, with a subtle smile on his face.

He knew that this departure meant a new beginning, but it also meant a farewell to the past.

"Okay, let's go downstairs." Uncle Ben patted Parker on the shoulder, helped him carry the suitcase, and went downstairs with him.

Hearing the footsteps, Aunt May, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up, walked over, and gave Parker a big hug.

Her embrace was warm and firm, as if to convey all her love and care to Parker.

"Peter, when you move in and live alone, remember to take good care of yourself, don't stay up late, eat more breakfast, don't be in a hurry, and remember to change your clothes more often." Aunt May nagging for a long time, straightening Parker's collar, her eyes full of concern and reluctance.

Her voice was gentle but firm, and every word was like a thin thread, tightly wrapped around Parker's heart.

Her fingers gently stroked Parker's collar, as if conveying all her love to him in this way.

Feeling the warmth of those hands, Parker was deeply moved. He smiled and nodded, with tears in his eyes.

He knew that every word of advice from Aunt Mei was a reflection of her deep love for him.

As the separation was imminent, he had thousands of words in his heart, but at this moment he could only respond with a few simple words.

"I will, Aunt May, I will take good care of myself, and you guys should take care of yourself too." Parker's voice was a little choked, but he tried to remain calm, not wanting to worry Aunt May.

Aunt May let go of Parker and looked at him, her eyes full of love and reluctance, as well as endless expectations and blessings, as if telling Parker that no matter where he went, this home would always be his harbor.

"Remember to come back and visit us often. There will always be a room for you at home." Aunt May's voice trembled slightly, but she still tried to keep smiling. She didn't want Parker to see her tears.

Parker nodded, gave Aunt May a long look, and turned toward the door.

He knew that this moment of separation was only temporary, and that he would return to this home and be with them in the future with more growth and achievements.

Uncle Ben hugged Aunt May gently and followed her out. He was going to drive Parker to his newly rented house.

Aunt May stood at the door, watching them leave, tears in her eyes.

The two threw their luggage in the trunk of the car, got in, and waved goodbye to Aunt May who was standing outside the house.

The car started and slowly drove away from the house.

Parker kept looking at Aunt May until she was out of sight, then he turned his head and closed his eyes.

He felt the bitterness and reluctance in his heart, but he knew that all this was for the pursuit of his dream.

"Your grandmother looked at me the same way when I was going to Philadelphia to go to college." Uncle Ben's voice broke the silence in the car, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

Parker opened his eyes and looked at Uncle Ben, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He knew that Uncle Ben and Aunt May's love and support for him were endless, just like Grandma's expectations for Uncle Ben.

"At that time, I was just like you, with my heart full of longing and anxiety for the future."

Uncle Ben continued, his eyes gleaming with memories: "But I know that no matter where I go, my family will always be my strongest support. Peter, remember to come back often." Parker nodded heavily.

Cars are driving slowly on the city streets. There are more and more cars around and the floors are getting higher and higher.

They entered the city center, of course the house Parker rented was not here, they were just passing by.

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion not far away. The gentleness on Uncle Ben's face quickly disappeared and became solemn. He stopped the car on the side of the road and said to Parker, who looked nervous: "Peter, wait here for me to come back. Don't walk around. I will be back soon."

Parker naturally knew what Uncle Ben was going to do, and nodded seriously, "Be careful, Uncle Ben."

"Well, don't worry."

Uncle Ben smiled slightly and ran into the alley without looking back.

Parker hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not get out of the car. Although he was already a mysterious person, his strength was at most slightly stronger than that of an ordinary person, and he could not defeat someone who was armed.

So, instead of following him and disturbing Uncle Ben, he might as well just stay in the car.

Parker sighed helplessly, "Alas, how long do I have to wait before I can help with this book?"

Uncle Ben ran into the alley quickly, his steps hurried. There was no one around, only a few stray cats foraging for food near the trash can.

He no longer hesitated and quickly took off his coat, revealing the Spider-Man suit that was clinging to his skin. The suit flashed blue in the dim light.

Uncle Ben took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing. Then a blue figure grabbed the spider silk like an arrow, flew up, and quickly swung towards the direction where the explosion had just been heard.

In less than a minute, Uncle Ben arrived at the bank, which was quite large. The door of the bank was half open, and the sound of gunshots and screams came from inside, which was frightening.

He sighed inwardly, "Another bank robbery? This is the fourth one this week, right? Can't they just be self-sufficient?"

Uncle Ben shook his head and quickly ran into the bank. As soon as he entered the door, the spider sense exploded in his mind like an electric shock.

He was startled and quickly twisted his body into a strange arc, just avoiding the attack of a mechanical tentacle.

The tentacle had a cold metallic luster and almost brushed against the corner of his clothes.

Uncle Ben didn't stand there. He quickly shot spider silk towards the ceiling, pulled it hard, and his body flew into the air, avoiding the attack of another mechanical tentacle again.

He nimbly lay on the ceiling, his hands firmly glued to it, looking down at the situation below. The scene in front of him made his heart tighten - the one attacking him was a strange guy with four mechanical tentacles behind him.

The man was short and fat, wearing a gray lab coat, and looked a little sloppy.

His face looked gentle, but he was wearing a pair of sunglasses that covered his eyes, and his hair was messy, as if he hadn't washed it for a few days. The four mechanical tentacles were like the claws of a devil, waving ruthlessly, and the surrounding counters and walls were full of signs of destruction.

At his feet were piled many bags full of gold, sparkling with a fascinating light.

"Doctor Octopus!" Uncle Ben recognized the man and his heart sank.

This scientist was once a genius, but because of a failed experiment, he became insane and seemed to be controlled by the tentacles behind him, becoming a dangerous criminal.

Uncle Ben knew him because of Doctor Octopus's failed experiment, which was conducted with the funding of the Oscorp Group. He also heard Norman express regret for Doctor Octopus many times.

"Spider-Man"

Doctor Octopus' heart became solemn. It was obvious that he also knew the well-known superhero in front of him. His mechanical tentacles waved more frantically.

"Don't bother me, I just want to get some money!"

"No, you're committing a crime. Put the money down."

Uncle Ben quickly shot out several spider silks in an attempt to restrict Doctor Octopus's movements.

However, the four mechanical tentacles were as flexible as living things and cut the spider silk easily.

"Dare to hinder me? Then I'll kill you first!" Doctor Octopus sneered, and his mechanical tentacles suddenly pounced on Uncle Ben.

Uncle Ben moved quickly on the ceiling, dodging the tentacle attacks.

Every time the tentacles swung past, they brought up a gust of wind that seemed to tear the air apart.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a group of trapped employees and customers in the corner of the bank. They were shivering, with fear and helplessness in their eyes.

He knew that he had to get rid of Doctor Octopus as soon as possible in order to rescue these innocent people.

"I can't put it off any longer."

Uncle Ben secretly made up his mind and moved quickly on the ceiling, looking for the best opportunity to attack.

Although Doctor Octopus's mechanical tentacles are flexible, they also have their limitations. As long as you find the flaw, you can kill him with one strike.

(End of this chapter)