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Chapter 350 The Intern of the Daily Bugle

Chapter 350 The Intern of the Daily Bugle
"Watson!"

"Come right away!"

Interns, regardless of their position, are destined for a life of hard work, doing the most tiring tasks. But Mary Jane has an advantage.

She's a girl, so she won't be given any too strenuous work.

Moreover, Jonah Jameson really liked this clever girl and thought she had the potential to become an excellent reporter. He called Mary Jane over and introduced her to another of the Daily Bugle's top reporters: "This is Benjamin Ulrich, now the best investigative reporter in the entire Daily Bugle, second only to me when I was young."

“If you were as young as me, Jonah, you wouldn’t be a match for me either.”

Jonah couldn't help but burst into laughter, completely ignoring Yurik's joke, before turning to Watson: "From today onwards, you'll be Yurik's assistant. Yurik, you're investigating Daredevil's true identity, aren't you?"

“Yes, I’m curious about these masked vigilantes. Of course, I’m not interested in their real identities, but in the meaning behind their masks. Are they really trying to do good, or are they just looking for a way to vent their violent nature without getting arrested? I want to investigate that.” Benjamin laughed. “You can call me Ben, kid.”

Mary Jane smiled and commented on Benjamin's point: "A very... profound topic."

"This is also something we need to be wary of regarding masked vigilantes. It's not just because we can't hold the person behind the mask accountable, but more importantly, we don't know what kind of person is behind the mask."

Jonah reiterated the importance of the Daily Bugle's reporting on these masked vigilantes: "What if he's a violent maniac, and he's a masked vigilante just to justify his violence? What if one day he loses control and kills a criminal? This isn't the kind of killing that happens in a critical situation to protect other people's lives. It's just pure enjoyment, and then killing someone."

Mary Jane nodded and then followed Benjamin to his new desk. Benjamin was a lean, middle-aged man in his early fifties, wearing glasses. He walked to his desk and introduced Mary Jane to his colleagues: "That's my nephew Phil. He's a pretty good reporter. He just finished his internship a couple of years ago and officially joined the Daily Bugle."

Phil looked up and saw Mary Jane carrying her suitcase. He gave her a friendly smile and then continued working at his computer. Mary Jane looked at him with a hint of envy: "Both uncle and nephew are journalists. He must have been influenced by you to choose this profession."

"No, he just doesn't like the way Jonah reports on superheroes. He personally loves those colorful superheroes, so he wants to dedicate his time to reporting on their deeds in the Daily Bugle, the good kind."

As someone who experienced the terrifying era of the discovery of mutants in the 1970s and 80s, the era of mutant terrorist attacks and equal rights from the 1990s to 2005, and the "heroic era" that began with the Fantastic Four gaining superpowers in 2005 and the X-Men disbanding in 2006, Benjamin doesn't really understand the love that young people in their twenties and teens, including his nephew, have for superheroes.

Less than a decade ago, all superpowered individuals were considered mutants, evil beings seeking to replace humanity. Magneto's emergence instilled even greater fear, as if mutants could replace humans at any moment, and that Magneto would become the next Mustache, committing genocide against humanity.

Humanity went from fear to anger and hatred, and suddenly, everything seemed to change. Superheroes flocked to the scene, and the world learned that it wasn't just mutants who could gain special abilities; more and more non-mutants became superhumans.

As a result, it seems that the hatred of mutants in society as a whole has decreased all at once.

“At the opposite table is Ned Lids, a very good young man. He reports very diligently, but he doesn’t go to the front lines much. He mainly stays in the office writing articles. A couple of days ago, he went to investigate a restaurant where an explosion occurred, but he hasn’t found anything yet. Ned, have you found anything?” “As usual, Ben, nothing. Neither the police nor the scene have any clues.”

Ned was a somewhat shy young man, around thirty years old, who looked like a journalist who had been in the industry for a few years.

Mary Jane noticed the bandage on Ned's hand and asked curiously, "Is Mr. Liz injured?"

"Oh, I did some handicrafts at home and cut my hand."

Benjamin sipped his coffee, offering a concerned "Be careful," before continuing to drink. Mary Jane, having put her things away, asked, "So, Mr. Yurik, what's my next task...?"

"There's not much work."

Mary Jane: ? ? ?
“You’re a student, Watson. The focus should be on your studies. Jonah says you have a lot of potential, but that’s no excuse for you to waste it. The Daily Bugle needs at least an undergraduate degree to recruit. You have to finish college before you can get a formal offer from the Daily Bugle. So, for now, just read and learn more. Don’t take on too much work, and most importantly, don’t let it interfere with your studies.”

Mary Jane understood this, of course, but still felt a little discouraged. Fortunately, Benjamin didn't dwell on the matter. The veteran reporter clearly knew what was most important and wouldn't undermine Mary Jane's confidence too much: "However, I do have some things on my hands right now, Ned. Give Miss Watson a copy of the bombing case file; she can help you organize it a bit."

"Ok."

More than an hour later, Mary Jane finally finished setting up her desk. Although, as Benjamin said, as a high school student, she couldn't work full-time, she did feel something at the Daily Bugle that made her willing to give up what she thought was a perfect career as a television actress.

She opened the report and looked at the parts that Ned had marked in the materials. Ned was indeed a veteran reporter; he had already summarized all the key points quite concisely.

"It doesn't look like an accident or a terrorist attack; it's more like something that could be caused by superpowers?"

An explosion occurred inside a restaurant, but passersby said they did not hear a clear explosion, and the blast radius was very small, with only two or three customers killed, so even the police did not pay much attention to it.

But would there really be a bomb that makes such a small sound?
 Phil Ulrich is the third Green Goblin (the superhero Green Goblin) and the sixth Green Goblin (this is a supervillain), and Ned Liz is the third Green Goblin. They are indeed employees of the Daily Bugle.

  I don't know why the MCU made Ned Spider-Man's best friend, and a fat guy at that.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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