America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

"very good!"

"Robbie, call me if anything comes up."

Jameson and Ben left the newspaper office and drove straight to the hospital.

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"very nice."

Harry watched as Li Qun brought the large roasted turkey from the oven to the table, and took a deep sniff of its aroma.

"He said he had an important interview and would arrive a little late."

Aunt May looked at the text message on her phone and told Peter the news.

"It's alright, Aunt Mei."

"Harry, don't steal any food," Li Qun teased Harry.

“I’m watching him,” Gwen said.

The doorbell rang, and Peter opened the door to find his two elderly fathers, Norman and Walter, standing in front of the apartment. The two were very unhappy to see each other on Thanksgiving Day.

“I’ll stay for a bit and then I’ll leave,” Walter White said.

"Wow, what a sumptuous Thanksgiving feast!" Norman exclaimed.

"There are many of us, so we just hope everyone can have enough to eat."

Li Qun went back to the kitchen to serve the dishes.

With almost everyone present, Thanksgiving dinner could begin. As everyone took their seats, after the traditional religious prayers, Aunt May distributed turkey to everyone.

"...That's how it is, I managed to escape those kidnappers." Harry recounted his near-kidnapping experience, laughing heartily.

“Aren’t you worried?” Walter asked Norman.

“You should worry about yourself, lest you get kidnapped,” Norman said to Walter.

"The kidnappers hadn't given up yet, but I ran and shouted Spider-Man, and they ran away."

"Spider-Man came up to me and asked if I needed a ride home. I said yes."

"Then Spider-Man took me back to the apartment."

Aunt May laughed. Of all the people present, only Mary Jane, Norman, and Walter didn't know that Peter was Spider-Man.

“Harry, what kind of person do you think Spider-Man is? White, Black, or Mexican?” Mary Jane asked with great interest.

“His accent is the same as that of an average white young man; he sounds like one of our peers,” Harry said, smiling as he observed Mary Jane and Peter’s reactions.

"Did you help post the video Spider-Man posted this morning? The account belongs to the forum administrator. Do you know Spider-Man?" Mary Jane asked.

"Of course we are friends."

Chapter 409 Demons and Monsters, Leave Quickly!

"Do you think our trip will be fruitful?" Wade asked Leopold.

"We have already made progress."

Leopold and Wade rented a car and were in Romania, Europe, on their way to Transylvania.

Transylvania is geographically very remote, surrounded by snow-capped mountains, primeval forests and canyons, making transportation extremely inconvenient.

Although tourism is the mainstay of Transylvania's economy, and the country boasts beautiful natural scenery and preserves many centuries-old European folk customs, it doesn't attract many tourists.

“It seems like we’re the only ones on this road,” Wade said.

"Put your feet down, or they'll fold up in a car accident," Leopold kindly reminded Wade.

“You know I’m immortal.” Wade chuckled, continuing to study the Transylvania tourist map.

In the heart of Transylvania, there is only one medium-sized town called Valleius.

Upon seeing the name, Leopold was certain that the town had been his family's fiefdom hundreds of years ago, directly ruled by his family.

According to the tourist brochure, there is an ancient castle near the town of Valerius, which is the ancestral castle of Leopold's family and has now been developed into a tourist attraction.

"Do you have to pay for admission when you go back to your home?" Wade asked, seemingly looking for trouble.

"Hundreds of years have passed. That was just my ancestors' home, not my current home."

Leopold slammed on the brakes and brought the car to a slow stop.

A fallen tree blocked their way in the middle of the road.

"Did you know? In horror movies, an accident happens the moment we get out of the car and approach that tree."

Wade lowered his foot from in front of the windshield. When Leopold slammed on the brakes, he hadn't smashed the windshield and flown out, nor had he folded up.

“Be careful, you drive, I’ll go down and move the tree,” Leopold said.

Leopold opened the car door and got out, while Wade moved to the driver's seat.

Wade took out his phone and checked it; the phone was in the deep mountains and forests, and there wasn't a single bar of signal.

Leopold grabbed the tree trunk and used his strength to easily move the tree to the side of the road.

There are wolves.

Leopold stood by the roadside, sniffed the air, and accurately distinguished the scents of humans from those of wild animals.

Leopold wore a brown aviator leather jacket, while Wade wore a black leather jacket. Their lapel leather jackets were lined with lambskin, so they wouldn't be cold even at minus twenty degrees Celsius.

“Looks like someone doesn’t want outsiders driving in,” Leopold said to Wade as he got back into the car.

"How heavy is that tree? Generally speaking, if you tie the trunk with ropes, you can tow it with a car," Wade said.

“We need to get to town before dark,” Leopold urged.

"The road conditions are terrible. How many years has it been since the road was repaired? It's full of potholes." Wade complained as he started the car, glancing at the dashboard. The fuel tank was three-quarters full.

Wade sped up, ignoring the bumps, and drove into the town of Valerius in the evening, where he stayed at the only hotel in town.

"The roof was covered with torches. What kind of folk custom is this? The owner also reminded us not to go out if we heard any noise at night."

"Did you see the shotgun the owner had on the shelf behind the bar? I bet he fired it just the day before yesterday."

In the hotel room, Wade told Leopold about his discovery.

Wade asked the hotel owner to book a twin room, refusing to stay separately from Leopold.

"Dinner was terrible too," Wade complained again.

“I guess the strange traditions in this town must have originated from dealing with dark creatures.” Leopold stood by the window, looking at the ancient town.

"Dr. Banner told me that my ancestors came to the New World to escape the endless waves of vampires. The vampires wanted to rescue Dracula, the king of vampires, and my ancestors were always fighting."

“We should be worried about one thing: there might be living vampires in this place.”

Wade opened his suitcase and took out the combat suit, steel sword, silver sword, and other equipment that Dr. Banner had given him from a magic pocket.

“The moon here is very big.” Leopold looked out the window at the moon in the sky, its light illuminating the outside.

I'm going out for a walk.

Wade put on the Deadpool mask and jumped out of the window in front of Leopold.

“I need to get a good night’s sleep,” Leopold told Wade.

Standing on the rooftop, Wade noticed that only the streetlights were on in the entire town. The townspeople went to bed very early, turning off the lights and going to sleep as soon as it got dark after dinner.

"Don't they watch TV?"

Wade walked cautiously down the street. He took out his phone and checked it; there was only one bar of signal in the town.

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"Hi, I'm Dr. Banner. Please leave a message after the beep... beep!"

"Hello, Dr. Banner, Leo and I have arrived in Valerius, Transylvania. I'm making an international call to you from the cemetery; this is the only place with a decent cell phone signal."

"The cemetery in town is really old and very large, and there are gravediggers watching over it."

“It really feels like we’ve gone back hundreds of years. Apart from the streetlights, there’s nothing modern here.”

“I am about to set off to explore Leopold’s ancestral castle, which I have a feeling will be a very dangerous place.”

End of voicemail message.

In the basement of the New York Sanctuary, Bruce Banner is "fighting" with the vengeful spirits of Native Americans.

The vengeful spirits of the Indians are attacking Bruce Banner with a frenzy, far more intense than in previous years.

Time passed, and the day dragged on into the night.

"Demons and monsters, get out of here!"

"Demons and monsters, get out of here!!"

Bruce Banner danced a sealing ritual, driving away and sealing away the vengeful spirits of the Native Americans once again.

Banner stopped, sweating profusely; the annual work was finally over.

Banner returned to the living room, lay down on the sofa, and turned on the TV; he needed to rest.

After switching between several TV channels, Banner saw the fundraising video that Peter and his team had filmed that morning on the news.

The New York news media acted swiftly, uncovering every detail of the fundraising event and turning it into a special news program.

"Dr. Strange, how confident are you about this series of surgeries for Beth?"

"I performed a similar surgery on a boy two years ago. The surgery was very successful, and the recovery was excellent. I believe this time will be the same."

"Stop asking me questions. I've answered enough today."

Thank you, Dr. Strange.

Dr. Banner sat up from the sofa to watch, and he could tell that Strange, who was being interviewed on TV, seemed a little irritable.

Today is Thanksgiving, and Dr. Strange originally planned to spend the holiday with his girlfriend, but his plans have been disrupted by a constant stream of reporters coming to the hospital for interviews.