In front of Superman, you have no choice but to give yourself to a little girl.

At that moment, a black man in a suit approached Wayne; he was the current president of the state university.

"Mr. Scott, you must have seen the emergency news broadcast just now, right?"

The Black headmaster sat down somewhat awkwardly on Wayne's other side. "Well, it's like this, I have a friend who works at the Daily Bugle, and he'd like to interview you about Galactus. If you have time, I was thinking perhaps I could arrange for you two to meet?"

Galactus is clearly not from Earth, and the only people who would likely know about him are those who frequently travel in space. Among Earth's heroes, only Thor and Superman fit this description, but according to information released by the Avengers, Thor is not currently on Earth, so the only one reporters can think of is Superman.

As for why they didn't all flock over—because it wouldn't make a difference; it wouldn't be enough to keep Superman.

The reporters had tried to ambush Wayne at the state university before, but Wayne simply vanished. With the current technology available to humanity, there's nothing they can do if Superman doesn't want to be discovered.

After a while, the reporters resigned themselves to their fate and honestly tried to schedule a time with Wayne to ask him a few questions.

Wayne met the black principal's gaze, smiled apologetically, and said, "I'm sorry, Principal, I don't know much about Galactus either."

"All right."

The Black principal shrugged helplessly. If the other person didn't want to, there was nothing he could do. He couldn't very well push Wayne to the edge just for his friend's sake, could he? He was hoping to recruit more students next year by leveraging Superman's reputation.

After the Black principal had walked away, Gwen curiously leaned closer and whispered, "Why didn't you tell them?"

"What's the point of saying it?"

"There's nothing they can do. Just waiting to die will only breed more crime. Even if you tell them not to worry and that we'll take care of things, you can't convince everyone unless you throw the corpse of the Galactus in front of them right now."

"Otherwise, even if we tell them, it won't do any good except make them more afraid."

Gwen nodded thoughtfully as she listened to Wayne's words.

……

As the evening sun sets, it falls on the Hudson River, shattering into golden fragments that resemble leaping goldfish.

Unlike Spider-Gwen from Universe 65, Gwen's home in this universe is in Manhattan, and in a pretty good location—Wayne sits on the roof of their house, quietly watching the various ships coming and going on the Hudson River in the distance.

However, not long after, a white figure leaped high from below, gracefully performed a somersault in mid-air, and landed lightly next to Wayne—it was a graceful figure wearing a Spider-Man suit that was predominantly black and white with pink accents, seemingly inspired by ballet costumes.

"Hey, Mr. Superman, what are you doing here?"

Hearing Gwen's deliberately calm voice, Wayne turned to look at her. "Nice clothes, Gwen."

Gwen incredulously pulled off her hood and hood, "How did you recognize me?"

Is it difficult?

Gwen pursed her lips, a wave of frustration washing over her. "..."

"Okay, I can see through things. You're pretty good at disguising yourself."

After Wayne comforted her, Gwen reacted even more strongly, covering her chest with her hands, her face flushed, staring at Wayne with a reproachful and annoyed expression.

Although she's not particularly annoying, things should still be done in order. At the very least, I should confess to her first, right?

"I only looked at her face."

Wayne said he wasn't that tasteless.

Gwen breathed a sigh of relief but was also a little disappointed—did Wayne have no feelings for her?

Gwen glanced at him, who was caught in a dilemma, and Wayne couldn't help but purse his lips. This is troublesome.

Fortunately, Gwen didn't dwell on it for long and quickly regained her composure. She stood next to Wayne and spun around twice confidently. "How was it?"

"What, how is it?"

"Didn't you see that? My superpower! Now I can help you too. We can fight crime together, deal with enemies together, patrol New York together... Aren't you surprised at all?"

"I noticed the changes in your genes before, but they were stable and benign, so I didn't pay much attention to them."

"..."

Gwen pouted resentfully. What a spoilsport! She was really looking forward to Wayne's surprised expression.

Wayne glanced at Gwen discreetly, then deliberately spoke, "But I'm quite curious how you acquired your abilities. You weren't bitten by a mutated spider, were you?"

"A mutated spider?"

Gwen paused for a moment, "No, when I went on a trip before, I bought a wooden spider totem as a souvenir. When I got back, I had a dream about a big spider crawling on a spider web, and when I woke up the next day, I had superpowers."

"A spider totem?"

Wayne suddenly remembered that Marvel had indeed mentioned that every spider superhuman's power came from the spider totem, and that there were other ways to gain spider powers besides being bitten by a mutated spider. Spider-Man 2099, for example, simply modified his own genes.

Besides, there seems to be another spider totem related to the web of fate woven by the spider goddess Ness?

However, after thinking it over carefully, Wayne realized that these things posed no threat to Gwen, so he stopped paying them much attention.

There is another family that specializes in hunting spider totems and we should keep an eye on them; we should find an opportunity to wipe them all out.

"Wayne, let's go on patrol."

Gwen walked back and forth on the outer wall with great interest. "After all, my dad is so busy every day, there must be a lot of criminals even in Manhattan, the heart of New York."

Although Wayne wasn't particularly keen on going, Gwen seemed to sense his thoughts, blinking her big eyes and giving him a pitiful look. Wayne remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded in agreement, using his bio-force field to twist his casual clothes into a battle suit.

In fact, if Wayne wanted to, he could eliminate all the criminals in the world in a single moment, but seeing Gwen's excitement, he didn't say it to spoil the mood.

……

The two explored most of Manhattan in one night, encountering numerous crimes, but they were all minor incidents like robberies, which Gwen was left to practice on.

Although sometimes some enemies will simply surrender when they see Superman nearby.

However, this did not dampen Gwen's spirits; patrolling with Wayne and experiencing being a superhero for the first time still made her very happy.

Inside a supermarket, a masked robber pointed a gun at the cashier and demanded that she hand over all her money.

The cashier, who had her hands raised, was staring behind him—this strange behavior sent a chill down the robber's spine. He turned around and saw… “Hey.”