The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Strange swallowed and looked into Schiller's gray eyes. He really didn't have the guts to say no. After all, anyone who wasn't stupid could see that Schiller was no ordinary person at all.

Strange was dragged into the car, but he still said: "I want to tell you first, I am a doctor, not God. If your friend is already dead, then no matter how you threaten me, I can't do anything to him." resurrection."

Schiller drove with an expressionless expression. He said: "We are all doctors. I know this better than you. I will come to you because I am sure you can save him."

Strange breathed a sigh of relief, but still frowned and said harshly: "You are just a psychologist. Regarding neurosurgery, you'd better not draw such arbitrary conclusions."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a ball pen pressed against his forehead again. Schiller's hands were driving, and the ball pen was floating quietly. Strange was doing it to his mouth. He made a gesture of zipping up, indicating that he would never speak again.

On the other side, Little Spider stood at the door of the operating room with huge guilt and self-blame. He didn't even want to put a fly in.

But Matt's ex-girlfriend Erica also sneaked into the door of the operating room.

Erica didn't come to kill Matt. On the contrary, she knew the gang's plan earlier than Peter. He had been looking for a chance to tell Matt, but Matt left too hastily. After the accident, Erica Just came here.

Her feelings for Matt are very complicated. They were classmates and lovers, but they broke up due to some irreconcilable conflicts. This time Erica accepted Kingpin's commission to assassinate Matt, but she was merciless at all times. She wanted to really kill Matt, but in the end she didn't watch him, and Matt was plotted by others. How could she not be anxious?

Erica comes from a well-off family and has not seen the world. She knows that Matt is seriously injured and is in a very critical situation. Without the help of some mysterious power, it may be impossible to save him. She must take action, maybe Only the power of the "beast" can keep Matt alive.

Erica used the ninja's escape technique and walked to the door of the operating room. The high school student-like figure in front of the door was not taken seriously by her at all. After a few days of observation, she knew that Peter was just a guy with some fighting skills. As a high school student who doesn't know how, Erica plans to go in directly bypassing him.

Coincidentally, Peter has spider powers, the most important of which is the spider sense. He is highly nervous at this time, and the spider sense is several times more sensitive than before. As soon as Erica approaches, Peter turns his head and dies. Staring at the air in the corner, he felt someone was there. He waved his fist and hit Erica.

Erica knew that Peter's strength was different from ordinary people, so she didn't dare to take this attack forcefully, but Peter's movements were really full of loopholes. He had not received professional training. When punching, his upper body leaned too far forward, and his lower body and legs were not separated. , without steadying her center of gravity, Erica's arm directly wrapped around Peter's wrist and pulled him forward. Peter's center of gravity was instantly unstable and he fell forward.

Erica stumbled and Peter was knocked down by her. Perhaps it was his mental anxiety that inspired Peter to use his powers. He jumped up the moment he landed and grabbed hold of Ellie with his arms. Stuck in the lower back.

Erica herself was very anxious, and both of them were very angry, but Erica was a female killer trained by the Hand after all. As soon as Peter hugged her, her other hand holding the dagger hit back hard. Swing it away.

The short knife with the air blade cut from Peter's shoulder to the bottom of his last rib, almost cutting off half of his body.

In an instant, an overwhelming pain engulfed Peter, which almost aroused his full potential. When he exerted force, Erica was thrown away and fell to the other end of the corridor, unable to get up for a long time.

Peter also fell down. He felt that he was almost dying of pain. The short knife not only cut open half of his back, but the air blade also cut into his lungs. Now when he breathed, the blood flowed smoothly. Coming up in the trachea.

This was the first time Peter felt such pain, the huge pain of tearing his entire back muscles, almost making him faint.

He was just a high school student, and the biggest pain he had experienced in his life was just a few punches he received a few days ago. Compared with the wounds he had now, it was a world of difference.

His entire back was almost penetrated, and his lungs were also injured, which made his breath smell like blood. Every time he took in a breath, he was accompanied by tremendous pain. Peter's tears welled up physiologically and were squeezed out of his throat. A groan of pain.

He suddenly realized that heroes can get hurt and bleed.

And when the hero is injured, it will hurt like hell, it won't get better at all, and it won't be spared because of his special abilities.

His self-healing ability made him feel better in a few breaths. He looked dimly into the operating room from the corner of his eye. Through the frosted glass, he could see Daredevil lying there.

Daredevil tilted his head and opened his eyes. He was still conscious but unable to move.

Peter knew that without Daredevil's ability to heal, he was going to die.

He is just a blind man who knows martial arts. Now his entire spine is broken. He must be in pain, more painful than him, but he can't make any sound.

Peter felt horrified and desperate, feeling sour and angry that a hero's life was so fragile. More importantly, he was overwhelmed by huge guilt and self-blame.

An ordinary person without superpowers fought against an underground boxing ring and saved him. However, when he heard the criminals plotting, he felt that it had nothing to do with him and left, causing his friend, a true hero, to suffer such a huge blow. Painful, even close to death.

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Matt is the real hero and he is not.

This intense emotion made his spider sense buzz. In an instant, Peter's spider ability was amplified to the maximum. The intense emotion surged in his heart, and in his eyes, the whole world changed. A look.

Erica instantly activated her escape technique and hid herself, but Peter's eyes were red and he focused on her position in an instant.

The boy opposite who was clumsy just now disappeared almost instantly. Then, a huge force pushed Erica into the wall. She spit out a mouthful of blood, used her last strength to use her escape technique to leave, and returned to the hospital. Schiller saw Peter sitting blankly under a wall that was on the verge of being broken, his eyes red.

Strange entered the operating room. At this time, it was completely dark, and Schiller stood opposite Spider-Man.

"Peter. I really didn't expect that our meeting would be under such circumstances." Schiller said.

Peter's reaction was a little slow now. He didn't understand what Schiller meant. Schiller knelt down and looked into Peter's eyes. He said, "I'm sorry, I wasn't with you for that physical examination. As you can see, I'm no longer here." The hospital is working.”

Peter regained some of his consciousness and said, "It's you, you're the doctor."

Apparently he remembered the doctor he had been chatting with online.

"Yes, it's me," Schiller said.

Peter lowered his head silently and said, "I should disappoint you. I'm not as good as I showed when I was chatting with you. I did a lot of wrong things and almost killed my friends."

"I think you've figured something out," Schiller said.

"Yes, yes..." Peter said in a hoarse voice: "I understand the biggest truth, that is, being injured really hurts."

"It hurts so much, but he still has to do it." Peter whispered, "He is a hero, but I am not. Maybe I will never be a hero..."

Schiller's voice was still very calm, and Peter could not hear a trace of blame in his tone. He just said calmly: "Perhaps you have understood that no one who has the ability in this world will save other people. Then no one will come to save you."

"Maybe you think your current life is not good, but even this bad life was built for you by some people who are willing to give."

"Even those beggars' lives can only be had after Daredevil cleans up the gangsters on that street."

"Peter. Maybe I shouldn't say this, but now I'm afraid I'm the only one who can do it for you," Schiller said.

“With great power comes great responsibility.”

Spider-Man closed his eyes in silence.

In the darkest hour of the morning, Strange took off his gloves and walked out of the operating room and said, "Congratulations, the operation was successful. There is an 80% chance that his nerves will be fully recovered."

After Peter heard this, he finally let out a loud roar, as if he wanted to vent all the emotions accumulated in his chest. He jumped directly from the window, climbed along the wall of the building, and quickly climbed to rooftops, and then began to fly across the rooftops of New York City.

At this time, he saw the golden-red mecha again, spinning around him as if it was trying to lead him somewhere. Peter followed the mecha, and they jumped all the way to the New York Television Tower.

The two stood at the top of the New York Television Tower.

Peter desperately wanted to roar, but he couldn't make a sound, all the emotions were bottled up in his chest, and he was going crazy.

Stark's visor rose, and Peter saw his face, and said with some surprise: "You are Stark! Iron Man is Stark!"

"This is not surprising, kid. Besides the masters of the Stark Group, who else can develop such a mecha?" Stark said.

"But the news said you were kidnapped and taken to Afghanistan."

"Yes, but do you want to know how I escaped?"

Peter looked at him and Stark said, "I built an energy core and installed it here." Stark pointed to his chest.

"There is still an Ark reactor here."

"In a cave in Afghanistan, I cut my chest open and inserted a metal foreign object into it. My own blood soaked my pants."

Just imagining that scene, Peter felt a dull pain in his chest. He said, "That must be uncomfortable, right?"

"Of course, it hurts," Stark said pretending to be relaxed, but Peter could hear that his tone was trembling, and he seemed unwilling to recall that day.

"You have to cut open your chest with a dull bone knife, and then sew wires into your flesh."

Peter felt chills running down his spine.

He really didn't expect that Stark, who always appeared as a playboy in the news, this rich man who seemed to live an extremely comfortable and carefree life, had also experienced such a painful past, and he had also shed a lot of blood. I have experienced pain that is almost unbearable for ordinary people.

"Although I always like to call myself a genius, I am very sober. I know that if I am hit by a bullet, I will definitely bleed a lot. If there are shrapnel that shatters my heart, then I will definitely die. If I If I lose a leg, I can’t walk either.”

"But I have done a lot of risky jobs like this. Am I looking for excitement?" Stark said.

"I am the richest person in the world, and I have power that most people in the world don't have. I don't have the slightest need to wear my expensive mecha and save those who can't even afford me a month's salary. Ordinary people with a screw in their body, let alone take such a big risk."

Spider-Man closed his eyes and after a moment of silence, he said: "...With great power comes great responsibility, right?"

Stark didn't answer, he just pointed to his heart.

And Peter already understood what he meant, and he thought he had already given him the answer in his heart.

Facing the rising sun in New York City, Peter and Stark stood at the top of the TV tower, watching the golden light cut through the clouds and coating all the buildings in New York with brilliant gold.

From today on, Peter Parker, Spider-Man, understands a truth——

The so-called heroes are also mortals. They will feel pain, injury, bleeding, loneliness, and confusion. The only difference between them and ordinary people on earth is that they have a sense of responsibility that ordinary people do not have, and a great determination to implement justice until death.

No one in this world is born with the ability to withstand such severe pain. As they move forward in the darkness, they condense the bones and blood engraved with pain into strong armor on their bodies, and wait until dawn, then use these hard bones to save the world.

Spider-Man stood up from the iron frame of the TV tower for the first time. He had not yet put on Spider-Man's tights, and was not yet that tall and strong, but his soul stood up and became upright, and the raging emotions in his chest The emotion became a force that spread from his wounds throughout his body.

Facing the first ray of rising sun, he thought, it's dawn——

It's time to save the world.