I'm working on Marvel's Spider-Man in American comics.

Chapter 611 Summer Vacation Quietly Passes By
It was August 2013, the last month of the year, and Peter Parker wandered around New York, marveling at how peaceful everything seemed.

The biggest news recently comes from Ultimate Team, a group that has been silent for months since its formation was announced. In the last two days, they finally released some new information: Elijah Bradley, a 62-year-old black super soldier from the Vietnam War, will join Ultimate Team as the superhero "Patriot".

But that's not the most exciting part. The exciting part is that the Pentagon held a press conference to explain who this "Patriot" really was, revealing all the details of the brutal super-soldier human experiments conducted by the US government during the Vietnam War, in which only one out of 300 subjects survived, and that this person was subjected to various forms of persecution because he was black. They also publicly apologized to the victims.

If an apology is accompanied by a bow, the style would resemble that of Japan (the 11th district in Taiwan).

The White House was "quite proud" of this, proudly declaring that "the United States has the courage to admit its mistakes," and regarding this—

"Without a doubt, we all know that President Matthew Ellis has the courage to admit mistakes that weren't made by this administration," Jonah Jameson sarcastically remarked on the Manhattan megascreen. "He continues to portray himself as 'the fixer of America's mistakes,' but the question is, who will pay for the numerous errors made by this administration?"

"When Obadiah sold Stark Industries weapons to terrorists, were our intelligence agencies truly unaware? How did AIM, a military-industrial complex deeply involved with terrorist organizations and even Hydra, secure Pentagon contracts and become a supporter of the Avengers? And what about the investigation results of the Hudson River underwater human lab—which remains unresolved to this day…"

Jonah was unusually calm at this moment, even smiling: "In this situation, why doesn't President Ellis first admit his own mistakes and make amends? Perhaps he is doing so, but like the case of Elijah Bradley, we will not get the answer for another thirty or forty years."

"Not only that, the Ultimate Team has gotten rid of the Avengers in name, but its composition seems to be closer to the Avengers."

Jonah continued rambling on: "They now have a U.S. military version of Iron Man, a black Captain America, and they're even planning to talk to Ares, a former member of the Avengers, so they'll have a Greek god—what do they need next? Unleash Abomination as the Hulk? Oh, and don't forget, turning Bronsky into Abomination is also something this administration should be responsible for."

"I must say, Jonah has always had a sharp tongue, but why do you control your emotions so well when you're talking about other people?"

Peter glanced down at Jonah Jameson's nose, who was now on the Times Square screen, and muttered to himself. All traces of the battle with the horror film and the invasion by Doctor Octopus a few months prior had vanished. And most New Yorkers were completely unaware that this place had once been transformed into 2099.

"Anyway, everything was so peaceful that Gwen was so engrossed in playing Spider-Man that she almost forgot about the band and her summer internship—and honestly, I almost forgot about them too."

Perched on Jonah Jameson's nose, Peter took out his phone as he spoke. After gradually stabilizing, the NYPD was undergoing a new wave of layoffs and recruitment. Just as he had guessed, due to the severe shortage of manpower, George Stacy, who had only been promoted a few months earlier, was about to be promoted to the position of division chief.

Peter is a little unsettled by the current quiet in the world. It's as if everyone is stirring up trouble, yet no one is actually causing any. The Avengers clearly know a lot and are preparing and investigating many things, but all the conspiracies seem to have come to a halt and fallen silent.

What are the bad guys doing?
"Besides that, there's that hateful Spider-Man!"

Jonah's sudden roar nearly made Peter fall off the screen. He swung a web to the other side and looked at Jonah's furious outburst: "If it weren't for his negligence, the rocket wouldn't have been damaged, and therefore Namor wouldn't have issued a warning! Of course, we have reason to believe that Spider-Man forgot that there are people living underwater in our world, but this is an avoidable oversight!" "Not to mention how much taxpayer money it would cost to fire a futuristic warship and use a rocket as a target!"

After a long pause, Peter tried to say something, but ultimately gave up on the idea of ​​a screen-based verbal battle with Jonah Jameson. Just then, his phone rang. Peter looked at the caller ID with some surprise and then spoke up: "Um, hello, Mar-Vell? What can I do for you?"

"I need to talk to you, Spider-Man."

"You need to see the Avengers?"

"No, no, I need to talk to you... I heard you've been to many parallel universes?"

Faced with this last-minute message from S.W.O.R.D.'s special advisor, Peter asked uncertainly, "I have been to many parallel universes, and Reed Richards is actually exploring other parallel universes right now. Um, is S.W.O.R.D. in some trouble?"

"Uh? Oh, no, the Heavenly Sword Bureau isn't causing any trouble. I just want to..."

Hearing Mar-Vell's hesitation, Peter seemed to understand something: "You want to know what happened to Captain Marvel in other worlds?"

Mar-Vell on the other end couldn't help but laugh. That was indeed his plan. He had been busy with S.O.W.A.S. and wasn't familiar with Spider-Man, so he hadn't dared to contact him before. Now he finally did, and added a sentence.

"If you have any trustworthy friends, you can bring them to Sky Sword Bureau. We have some really interesting things to do here, like future technology and alien technology... I'm trying to make contact between Earth and the Kree Empire. If you'd like, you can bring your friends to come and take a look."

After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, Peter nodded matter-of-factly: "I'm all set. Um, how do we get there? Should we contact S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

“S.H.I.E.L.D. and S.W.O.R.D. are two separate departments. I'll give you an address; you can bring your people there when the time comes.” Mar-Vell finished speaking and added a thank you note: “Thank you, Spider-Man.”

There was nothing to thank him for, before Peter could even finish his sentence, Mar-Vell hung up. Peter shrugged and opened his contacts, only pausing briefly at Gwen's name before swiping away.

Forget it, it's not appropriate to write about doing social practice at the Heavenly Sword Bureau in my practice report.

(End of this chapter)