What's wrong with Superman's son wanting to be Superman?

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He felt that Gwen, as a remnant of the "old era" like himself, should not die even if she encountered some danger, and would more or less show some of the tough "veteran" qualities.

“Three days ago, we stopped a bank robbery. Those bastards weren’t very skilled and were in a panic when they drove away, almost hitting a child on the side of the road.”

"Gwen was teaching me how to be Spider-Man when she saw a child about to be hit by an out-of-control car, and she immediately put herself in front of the child to protect him."

"She is a true hero who saved a child from being hit by a car, but she herself suffered multiple fractures and has not yet been transferred out of the ICU."

Peter took a deep breath, his tone filled with respect for Gwen.

"Wait a minute, Gwen's physical abilities are enough to stop a subway car with her bare hands, how could she be seriously injured and on the verge of death after being hit by a car?" Ian's brows were furrowed like an eighteen-year-old boy.

He felt that this was neither logical nor scientific.

"This is what I find most incomprehensible. Doctor Strange said that her power was waning, which is why she wanted to train me to succeed her as the new Spider-Man."

Spider-Man, abandoning his previous carefree attitude, spoke in a serious tone.

"Power is dwindling?" Ian looked at the drone that had appeared above the alley with surprise. He knew that drones appearing in this place at this time of year would most likely come from Stark Industries.

After all, any normal drone enthusiast knows that if a drone leaves their sight, it will be shot back by others as if it were unclaimed property. In the modern city, you can also shoot down modern birds.

“Hey! New Tony! Can someone explain this to me?” Ian’s guess was right; a gold-red drone silently descended from above the alley.

It projects a holographic image onto the ground.

It was the new teacher, Tony.

He was dressed in a signature presidential campaign suit, and his character model looked like a skin that would sell for at least 2999, with every color scheme strongly suggestive of his campaign.

“You arrived a little late today,” the new teacher, Tony, first explained what he had observed before answering Ian’s perplexing question.

"Gwen's extraordinary DNA is degenerating, or to be more precise, those extraordinary substances in Gwen's body are being transferred out of thin air into the body of the second Spider-Man, Peter Parker." "Of course, Gwen's life can be saved. I have now transferred her to the Sanctum Sanctorum underground, where she is being treated by Dr. Helen Zhao's Cradle of Life device."

The new Tony teacher is as reliable as ever.

His words were packed with information.

This caused Ian's super brain to twitch slightly.

However, before the most intelligent person present could speak, Peter Parker, who thought his identity had only just been revealed, took off his mask and looked helpless.

"Wait, I want to keep my identity a little mysterious! It's amazing that a high school student can be a superhero." Behind the Spider-Man mask was a youthful face.

This is a face model destined by his ancestors to be the husband of a black woman and the son of Iron Man. Of course, the only consolation is that his black woman is a beautiful black woman.

“I’m still in middle school, and I became an evil god at the age of fifteen. I haven’t shown off at all, and you want to show off?” Ian was very contemptuous of Spider-Man’s vanity.

"..."

Spider-Man opened his mouth, but found himself speechless. If the information from the other superheroes was correct, the little boy in front of him really did seem to be some kind of evil god that only appeared in movies.

Seeing that Spider-Man remained silent, Ian scrutinized the man's face again. "Oh, by the way, didn't you know Superman has X-ray vision?"

"Superman can see what you look like under your mask anytime." Ian switched his identity information so smoothly that there wasn't a trace of incongruity.

Hear the words.

Spider-Man's expression instantly turned to one of surprise and uncertainty.

"Can this still happen?"

He instinctively tried to cover his sensitive areas, his expression filled with shock.

“That’s what Superman looks like. Don’t block me. You don’t have twelve arms like me,” Ian replied calmly. He didn’t actually have X-ray vision.

However, his original words were that Superman has it.

This will definitely take up one of today's quota for telling the truth.

"Where do you have twelve hands?" Spider-Man circled around, looking at Ian's back and buttocks, as if wondering if Ian had hidden the other ten hands inside his clothes.

at this time.

Spider-Man suddenly heard a chilling sound of bones grinding together. Then, eight dark red, metallic spider legs burst forth from Ian's back.

The ends of each spider leg were strangely twisted and deformed.

The ability to condense into a lifelike hand with all five fingers in the air is thanks to the [Senro Manifestations], which even allows Ian to mimic his own feet into a hand.

It's just a pity that the ground in the alley is dirty.

Ian was unwilling to take off his shoes to show Spider-Man his hands and feet. With his control, one of the large hands suddenly turned towards Spider-Man, its fingertips gently pinching Spider-Man's face.

The movements were as gentle as if stroking a cat.

but.

Spider-Man's actions triggered Peter's senses, making him feel like his head might be crushed at any moment.

"My God!" Peter Parker was startled by Ian's ruthless and taciturn demeanor, and subconsciously took a few steps back, bumping into the dirty trash can behind him.

Even a Jerry was so frightened by him that it quickly scurried into the sewer.

"You...you were bitten by the Spider-Man too?! And it must have been a really bad bite!" Spider-Man couldn't help but touch his back, feeling very fortunate that he hadn't suffered such a mutation.

"fart!"

Ian was very indignant.

The spider hand behind him simultaneously raised its middle finger.

"I'm the one who gets to bite the Spider Monster, the Spider Monster can't even bite me! Do you even know what an evil god is? You definitely didn't watch the live broadcast that day."

To prove his point, one of his hands behind his back suddenly transformed into a ferocious maw, snapping into a fire hydrant that hadn't bothered anyone by the roadside.

The noise was frightening.

However, no water came out of the fire hydrant, showing that the new Marvel's Smiths were quick to realize the situation. Ian then used his real hand to squeeze the fire hydrant back into place.

It may be a little crooked, but it will not affect its use at all.

"See that? The Spider Monster is just a roadside nuisance in front of me!"

Ian's indignant remarks made Spider-Man swallow hard. The young Spider-Man, watching Ian gradually retract his back, realized that Doctor Strange and the others might actually be telling the truth.

This little boy is a real evil god. Peter suddenly realized that he had just been only 0.01 millimeters away from death—those hands could have crushed his skull much more easily than crushing an egg.

"So, you can play four game consoles at the same time with these hands?" He stammered, changing the subject, leaving Ian, who was trying to mimic his hideous evil god "face," stunned.

"Is that even possible? I can play 5v5 against myself? I don't have to get so frustrated by bad teammates and god-like opponents anymore?" Ian clearly felt enlightened.

He felt that Spider-Man Peter Parker must have the brains of someone at least Harvard, and the only reason he hadn't thought of that was because he was a little boy whose talents were wasted on various great endeavors.

Harvard's image is just so-so.

Ian knew he had the resources to acquire Harvard.

"Um, looks like you really can play four game consoles at the same time..." Spider-Man said with some envy. He was doubting Ian's super brain, so Ian didn't want to talk to him.

“This is the time to care about Gwen, but all you’re thinking about is playing games. What a terrible Spider-Man.” Ian looked at the new Tony and expressed that he was still number one on the list of people who cared about Gwen—he was the only reliable friend who managed to catch Gwen before she broke her spine when she was about to fall from a height.

Even though Gwen ended up smashing herself into a pulp, Ian still proved how reliable he was.

“New Tony, can Gwen get out of bed now and listen to me brag a bit before crawling back into bed?” Ian had developed a habit of telling Gwen how awesome he had become.

Not seeing Gwen on this Marvel trip was a bit of a shock for the nostalgic Ian.

"I'm afraid not."

The new Tony teacher shook his head regretfully.

“Gwen remains in a coma. Since the Cradle of Life is only a half-finished project, her injuries have only been brought under control, and it will take some time before she can wake up.”

“In fact, Dr. Helen Zhao believes that the loss of extraordinary DNA is a more serious problem for Gwen.” The new teacher, Tony, looked at Ian.

"You should already know why her extraordinary DNA disappeared, right?" New Tony's smile faded, and his expression became one of certainty.

He may be becoming more and more anthropomorphic.

"The new Tony is still so good at reading people." Ian nodded without denying it; he had indeed roughly realized the reason for Gwen's problem.

"Human facial expressions and pupil reactions are easy to interpret, especially for someone like you who never hides their emotions. For an AI like me, it's an even simple task."

While answering questions, the new Tony teacher also took the opportunity to boast a bit.

Ian thought he was praising his own innocence.

"Um, I'd like to know the reason too."

Spider-Man then interjected, "Can someone explain this to me? I need to ease my guilt, because right now it looks like I'm stealing Gwen's power!"

His concerns are not without merit.

however.

That's certainly not the case.

“Relax, little Peter, no, big Peter. You’re several years older than me. I can’t let you get the chance to call me uncle and then take advantage of me…”

Ian patted the other man on the shoulder, displaying the caution befitting a wealthy person, having read several books on how to be rich, even though none of the authors were wealthy themselves.

"It has nothing to do with you. It's more like some kind of cosmic law at work, possibly related to some ancient thing that is reviving, so there's only one Spider-Man spot in a universe."

Ian's guess was not just wild speculation; he knew that Spider-Man's power did not actually come from genetic mutation, but rather from a way of establishing a connection with some mysterious entity.

That mysterious object was the spider totem.

It belongs to a mysterious and ancient supernatural concept in the Marvel Universe. It is not simply a religious belief or cultural symbol, but a spiritual power that transcends dimensions and species.

"What do you mean by 'one Spider-Man'? Can't it be 'one' or 'one person'?" Spider-Man was a little bothered by the quantifier Ian used and couldn't help but correct him.

"We're all the same, talking about spider totems."

Ian performed a series of inverted sentences before explaining the situation to Spider-Man and the new Tony. The spider totem belongs to a multidimensional cosmic consciousness network that identifies and activates individuals possessing the "spider gene," linking them to the entire "spider family's" mental network.

In some cases.

The Spider-Totem even allows Spider-Men from different universes to share abilities or consciousness. It is the bond between Spider-Men and the most resilient and indomitable spiritual force in the multiverse.

That's why.

In most cases, there will only be one Spider-Man chosen by the Spider-Totem in a universe. This is actually quite easy to understand; it's like Ian and Jordan playing games on the same home network. One of them will inevitably steal the other's bandwidth, so the best scenario would be to lock Jordan's computer and only let Ian play.

The same principle applies to spider totems.

"Is it because of the ancient existence?" The new Tony Stark was processing Ian's information and using it to calculate more details, while Spider-Man was somewhat confused and didn't quite understand.

He might not actually be that Harvard-like.