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Chapter 101 Spider-Man: Civil War (Please Subscribe)

After the mission appeared, Mark lowered his head and chose to log off.

His life has been very disciplined lately, and he hasn't been indulging in games all the time.

After all, he has a life besides games.

Yes, and work.

Early the next morning.

Mark then received some explosive news.

"What?"

He stared at Carter, his eyes wide. "You're saying Spider-Man killed Spider-Man?"

Kette nodded, "Yes."

She handed the PDA to Mark.

Mark glanced at the news report and frowned.

Carter, who was standing nearby, said, "Just last night, Spider-Man's body was cut in half. It was another Spider-Man who did it."

Mark quickly took out his phone.

"Hey Peter, it's me. How are you?"

"I?"

Peter sipped his coffee and glanced at the news.

"I'm fine, how about you?" he asked.

Mark shook his head. "What could be wrong with me?"

"I'm fine too."

At the same time, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

They confirmed to each other that the other was still alive.

Mark hung up the phone quickly.

Ophelia walked into the office.

"Sir, they're here again."

"Who?"

"That black-haired, one-eyed bald guy."

"Let them in."

As soon as Mark finished speaking, Nick Fury burst into the office.

He does everything himself when it comes to Spider-Man.

He confirmed that Mark showed no abnormalities and then handed the documents to Mark.

"There's something terrible that I need your help with."

Do you think I'd help you?

Mark said this, but took the documents from his hands.

He glanced at the contents and his expression turned somewhat off.

"You've already found thirteen Spider-Men?" he asked, looking at Nick Fury.

"That's right."

Nick Fury nodded solemnly. "There's likely to be more Spider-Men coming, which is a disaster for New York."

Mark did not refute it.

He knew that was indeed the case.

When an ordinary person gains superpowers, no one can be sure what they will do with them.

Maybe it's doing bad things, maybe it's becoming a hero.

But in most cases, he would become a supervillain.

With that in mind, Mark placed the documents on the table.

"But I'm just a privately owned for-profit company. What can I do to help you?" he asked.

Nick Fury stared into Mark's eyes. "Use the pretext of recruiting members of the Seven to lure those Spider-Men to your company."

"Then you can wipe them all out, right?" Carter suddenly said.

Nick Fury didn't look at Carter.

He looked at Mark. "You said Spider-Man is your friend, and you'd definitely help him, right?"

Mark seemed thoughtful.

"Okay, I understand. I know what to do next, but don't get your hopes up too high."

Mark let out a sigh of relief. "If the whole of New York were filled with Spider-Men, even Superman wouldn't be able to handle it."

"What is Superman?" Carter seemed to have grasped the key information.

Based on Mark's tone, Superman seems to be even more powerful than Spider-Man.

Mark replied, "It's nothing, just a metaphor."

Carter simply did not believe this claim.

She thought she should look for records about Superman.

Nick Fury also seemed to have anticipated the worst-case scenario.

"If all the citizens of New York City turned into Spider-Man, then..."

""

Nick Fury's expression changed halfway through his sentence.

He subconsciously scratched his wrist.

"Pfft~"

The next moment, white spider silk shot out from his wrist, about to pounce on Mark's face.

Mark reacted quickly, tilting his head slightly to avoid the spider silk, his eyes turning strange.

Nick Fury looked shocked. "No, how could I..."

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He stared incredulously at the incredibly prominent gland on his wrist. "I've become... Spider-Man too?"

He was both surprised and delighted, clearly not expecting this outcome.

"So, Commander, do you still want to carry out the plan targeting Spider-Man?"

As Mark spoke, he raised his hand to show his normal wrist.

"After all, you're Spider-Man now, and I'm not," he said.

Nick Fury snapped out of his reverie. "I might need to think about it."

Mark couldn't help but criticize this answer.

Who would arrest themselves?

Shortly after, Nick Fury left, needing to carefully consider what to do next.

Mark got up and went to the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the bustling city.

Compared to the impending crisis, the previous clashes between the Green Goblin and the Lizardmen were merely minor skirmishes.

Never mind, Spider-Man will hold the sky up if it falls.

Mark didn't want to worry about it.

He believed Peter would handle it.

Thinking it over, he sat back down in his chair.

"Agent, are there another batch of interviewees today?" he asked Carter.

Carter was surprised by Mark's relaxed reaction.

Aren't you worried?

"What am I worried about?"

Mark shrugged. "Don't waste time. Let them in. I still need to play games after work!"

Upon hearing this, Carter became wary.

This guy seems to have a plan.

We need to be even more careful from now on.

She made up her mind, then walked out of the office and called in the first interviewee of the day.

"Mark, I'm Spider-Man."

Little Fatty Ned proudly raised his head and put his hands on his hips.

mark:"

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What you think about comes true.

He rubbed his forehead and said, "Hey kid, show us your superpowers!"

"no problem."

Ned turned and aimed at Mark.

Mark had a bad feeling.

"Wait, what do you want to do?"

"I am demonstrating my abilities."

"Are you showing off your superpowers?"

Mark roared, "You're insulting the holy knights!"

The moment he finished speaking, Ned exerted force, and a yellow spider silk shot out from that spot.

"OMG Fuck!"

Mark dodged the spider web and slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"You bastard! Get out! Now!"

Ned turned around, his face full of anxiety, and said, "Why? I'm Spider-Man now, why won't you let me join the Seven?"

"Get out of here or I'm going to beat you up!"

"Wait, I'm leaving..."

""

Ned slunk away, and Mark sat back down in his chair, still shaken.

"Ophelia, give me a massage, I was just scared."

"Yes, sir."

Ophelia smiled and gently stroked Mark's shoulder with her fingers.

"Next?" she asked, leaning down.

Mark nodded. "Mm."

The second interviewee walked into the office.

"Mark, I'm Spider-Man!" Jenny said with a smug look on his face.

Mark suddenly sat up in surprise.

"Again?"

He looked at the other man warily. "Where do your spider silk come from?" he asked.

From the wrist.

Jenny shows off his spider hair glands.

Mark wiped non-existent cold sweat from his forehead.

"Alright, let's demonstrate."

"puff!"

Sticky spider silk shot out, sticking to the wall like a lump of mud.

Mark's face immediately darkened.

"Where's your spider silk?" he asked through gritted teeth.

Jenny scratched his head awkwardly, "Sorry, I have diarrhea today..."

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"What does this have to do with diarrhea?!"

Mark pointed to the door. "Get out, next one."

No, Ophelia, tell Carter, all the Spider-Men, get out!

He felt he could no longer interview Spider-Man.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to look Peter in the eye.

Furious, Mark leaned back in his chair, looking utterly dejected.

Why are you so angry?

do not know.

I'm so angry!

Mark, growing angrier the more he thought about it, got up again.

"Tell Carter I'm off today, she can figure it out herself."

With that, he turned around, activated his Dragon Wings, and leaped out of the window.

He needs to clear his head.

Streets in Queens.

Mark changed into casual clothes and strolled around the street.

"Whoosh~"

Spider silk swept overhead, and a guy wearing a cheap spider suit arrogantly flew over his head.

They also used spider silk to steal a passerby's designer handbag.

"OMG, you damn bug, give me back my bag!"

The furious woman started yelling.

Mark found the insults incredibly offensive.

So he picked up a brick from the roadside.

"Bang!"

The brick flew out, and Spider-Man, who was swinging in mid-air, screamed and fell to the ground.

"Oh no, my legs!!"

Spider-Man, who had broken his leg, clutched his leg and howled in pain.

Compared to the real Spider-Man, these imposters are utterly inferior.

The woman immediately rushed forward and snatched her bag back.

"Fuck it!"

The woman gave the other man the middle finger and, as if venting her anger, kicked Spider-Man's third leg.

"No!!"

Spider-Man screamed in agony once more.

Mark stepped forward and removed the guy's hood.

Yes, it really is a black guy.

He stopped the woman from hitting him and squatted down to ask the black man a question.

"How did you become Spider-Man?"

"No, it hurts, it hurts so much..."

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"You can't understand human language, go to hell."

Mark cursed and kicked the woman, then let her continue beating him.

Mark then encountered Spider-Man several more times.

Spider-Man transforms into a kind neighbor, tirelessly helping the weak.

There are also Spider-Men who become supervillains, using their superpowers to bully the weak and fear the strong.

Mark's head was getting increasingly painful.

Because he knew that if things continued to develop this way, those seemingly helpful Spider-Men would soon become Homelander.

In that case, who would still care about the Seven Holy Lights?

How can he accept GG's reply?

How can the company go public now?!

"No!"

Mark returned to his office and made a decision against his conscience.

"Call Harry and Gwen, let's start taking down Spider-Man!"

Mark gave the order.

Carter froze on the spot.

"What did you say? Attack... Spider-Man?"

Her eyes looked strange.

She never imagined that these words would come out of Spider-Man's mouth.

This is so strange.

She was about to say something when a commotion broke out outside the door.

Mark opened the door and saw squirrels shooting through the spider silk as they darted past him.

They chased Doreen around, having a great time.

mark:"!!!!"

"Doreen!!!"

"Boss, I'm here."

Doreen slammed on the brakes and stopped in front of Mark, her face beaming with excitement.

"Boss, my partner has turned into Spider-Man."

"I saw it."

Mark took a deep breath and silently closed his eyes.

Even animals can become Spider-Man.

The world has finally gone mad.

"Starting today, no swinging is allowed here."

"Okay, boss."

Doreen hurriedly chased after the squirrel.

half a month later.

Holy Light Continent.

[Mirror clones defeated: 99]

A notification appeared before his eyes. Mark threw down the corpse of the Magic Mirror clone and collapsed under the tree.

After these days of hard work, we are finally close to completing the task.

Spider-Man is everywhere in the Marvel universe, and Mark is powerless to stop it.

He could only channel his grief and anger into motivation, immersing himself in the game every night, hunting down the mirror clones with Bruce.

"Mark, here you go."

Mary Jane swung down on the spiderweb and handed the towel to Mark.

He gestured for him to wipe the bloodstains from his hands.

Yes, she also possessed Spider-Man's superpowers.

But compared to Bruce's power, the superpowers she gained were too weak.

Aside from being able to shoot spider silk, her physique and strength did not increase much; she was only barely able to withstand the pulling force of gravity during the swinging process.

Most counterfeit goods are like this.

That's why only the real Spider-Man can easily defeat these imposters.

Mary Jane glanced at the imposter who had been knocked unconscious by Mark's punch not far away and shook her head.

This incident taught her a lesson: even if you have superpowers, you shouldn't be reckless.

Using superpowers to do bad things will get you punished by Spider-Man.

Spider-Man from Hell's Kitchen, in particular, is truly outrageous.

As for some low-key imposters, as long as they don't do anything bad, the real Spider-Man usually turns a blind eye.

So Mary Jane was very curious about how the so-called magic mirror clones could be distinguished.

Unfortunately, Mark wouldn't give her an answer.

"Bruce, we only need one more Mirror Image clone."

After resting, Mark got up and looked at the city walls in the distance.

In the Kingdom of Ike, it's time to see the real Magic Mirror.

He lifted his foot and walked towards the Kingdom of Ike.

The counterfeiters around them all kept their distance.

During this time, Mark had become a well-known Spider-Man killer.

These imposters gradually realized just how big the gap was between them and the real Spider-Man.

But there were also some rather confident individuals among them.

Their abilities are far greater than those of ordinary counterfeiters.

They secretly yearn to be the real Spider-Man.

They yearn to replace the real Spider-Man and become the king of Spider-Men.

So soon, a creature covered in spikes flew over on spider silk and blocked Mark's way.

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