boyutpedia Chapter 11: Is it a bird? Is it an airplane? Is it Spider-Man?
Chapter 11: Is it a bird? Is it an airplane? Is it Spider-Man?
"When did you get a crow as a pet?"
On the table.
Seeing the black crows intelligently devouring their dinner, Aunt May couldn't help but ask Peter a question.
Peter didn't know how to explain it to Aunt May, since he himself only vaguely understood that Oz had said it was bound to him by a contract.
Peter thought for a moment, then casually explained, "It's probably fate; it came to me, and I don't really dislike it..."
Aunt May nodded and continued watching Oz devour the meat patty she had made, then, on a whim, stroked its soft fur.
Seeing this, Peter couldn't help but say, "I thought you would hate it... especially at this time of day..."
Oz gave Peter a speechless look.
Peter ignored him.
"Why would I hate it?" Aunt May retorted. "That bird is very intelligent..."
"Like a crow drinking water?" Peter muttered, taking a sip of milk.
"That's right."
Oz, listening nearby, rolled his eyes and said in a voice only Peter could hear:
"As expected, the elders have a keen eye, unlike some people who come with stereotypes from the start. By the way, this meat pie is really hard to eat."
"You're already being kind by giving you food!"
Dinner ended quickly, partly because Peter had been needing a lot of energy lately.
Aunt May took the dishes to the kitchen to wash them. Peter wanted to help, but Aunt May dismissed him with a simple "go study."
Peter naturally wouldn't review his lessons, since he had already mastered the knowledge points, and besides, the events of today had left him with mixed feelings.
inside the room.
Peter sat cross-legged on the floor, with a ridiculous wrestler's headgear in front of him.
Oz lay lazily on Peter's bed, and seeing the boy deep in thought, he spoke:
"Is he withdrawn again?"
"no."
Peter shook his head, his voice calm, not as if he were being swayed by emotions.
"I was actually quite nervous when they asked me who I was today."
"How so?"
Peter recalled the scene and said, "To be honest, it wasn't just nervousness, it was also fear."
"When I was rescuing that mother and daughter, I was very worried that I would make a mistake and cause us to fail to be rescued."
"Maybe I was too impulsive, or maybe I didn't think things through. I think I could have done better."
Throughout the ordeal, Peter's gaze remained fixed on the wrestler's headgear, as if the headgear was still on his head, making him feel somewhat sullen.
"But you took that step," Oz said.
Peter half-jokingly said, "A small step for me, but a giant leap for me?"
Oz got up, wiggled his crow's butt, and adjusted to a more comfortable sitting position. This kid's bed is too hard, how can he sleep on it?
"So, I guess you've figured it out?" Oz asked.
"Perhaps."
Peter said, "Actually, Uncle Ben put it very simply. He wanted me to be a good person and do more good deeds within my capabilities."
"Before I was bitten by the spider, I was just an ordinary Peter Parker."
"But today," Peter paused, "I felt their eyes on me, a feeling I've never experienced before!"
"Are you enjoying it?"
"Enjoy? No, no, no..." Peter rejected the idea, saying, "The way these people look at me makes me nervous."
"Because I have such extraordinary abilities, if I set off in the wrong direction, it will be an absolute disaster."
Oz raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised but in line with his understanding of Spider-Man.
Before becoming Spider-Man, having only spider abilities is not enough to be worthy of the title; one also needs a great deal of ideological awareness.
Before I was killed by a dump truck, I often saw posts about what I would do if I had superpowers.
The comments were all the same:
Day 1, Superman.
The next day, Homelander.
On the third day, I did not eat beef.
Oz: Go steal someone else's fries.
Netizen: You got superpowers just to steal other people's fries?
Oz: So what?
......
Without a strong mind, one cannot control powerful abilities. Even though Spider-Man's abilities are insignificant compared to other extraordinary abilities, this is precisely why Spider-Man is so popular.
Peter continued, "Uncle Ben is absolutely right, absolutely right."
"If I have this ability but fail to act on it, then the bad things that happen afterward will be my responsibility."
Oz clapped his hands: "Congratulations on understanding the principle that with great power comes great responsibility."
Peter laughed after hearing this and repeated what he had said earlier.
"Perhaps."
Oz, abandoning his usual joking manner, looked at Peter with a rather serious expression.
"I have to tell you, Peter, once you've chosen this path, there's no turning back."
"This path is destined to be difficult, because you know how heavy the responsibility these words carry. Everything you do afterward, your friends, your family, and everything around you will be closely related to you."
Are you really willing to embark on this path?
Peter asked, "Is this some kind of job entrance test?"
"It depends on your understanding."
Peter shrugged helplessly. "Before I rescued that mother and daughter today, you said something like 'it doesn't matter' to provoke me. I was indeed very angry at the time, but I still did it."
"I think so, and perhaps today's performance is enough to prove my attitude."
"You're quite proud of yourself," Oz said.
"Of course not with pride." Peter raised his head and looked out the window.
The soft moonlight shone on the boy's tender face, revealing his unique youthful vigor.
"This is not a matter of willingness, but a matter of responsibility."
"You're asking me if I have the responsibility to take these responsibilities?"
The answer is yes.
A smile appeared on Peter's face as he looked at the large black raven sitting on his bedsheet.
"And I remember you once said that you would help me become a better Spider-Man."
"So you say this road is difficult, but I think I'm not the only one walking this road."
Oz found it so cheesy that he got goosebumps all over the bed.
Did I say that?
"I definitely said that."
Tonight's heart-to-heart conversation left Peter in a good mood, as if the challenging and unknown road ahead was no longer difficult, and he was full of confidence.
He sat down at the computer desk with great interest, picked up a pen and paper, and began to sketch a design for a spider costume.
"I really need to change my face mask. Wearing it for even a short while today made me feel incredibly stuffy... it's made of elastic fibers..."
"And spider web projectiles..."
"..."
Peter's energetic silhouette was reflected in his scarlet pupils.
Oz looked down at his wings.
Another feather fell.
"Damn it."
......
Stacks of brand-new newspapers slid off the printing press, their headlines featuring controversial topics designed to entice readers to buy them.
The cover is located at the very center of the newspaper.
It was a masked man wearing a red and blue tight-fitting uniform with a spider symbol on his chest.
He appeared in the sky above the city carrying a terrified criminal, his other hand still holding a thin spider web.
The newspaper reported it as follows:
"Who is this weirdo who calls himself Spider-Man? Is he a threat or the Joker? Does New York City need such a masked hero?"