Chapter 23: Heroes Are Also Ordinary People (Part 2)
Strange swallowed his saliva and looked at Schiller's gray eyes. He really didn't have the courage to say no. After all, anyone who was not stupid could see that Schiller was not an ordinary person.
Strange was dragged into the car, but he still said: "I want to tell you first that I am a doctor, not God. If your friend is dead, no matter how much you threaten me, I can't revive him."
Schiller drove with a blank expression. He said: "We are both doctors. I know this better than you. I came to you because I am sure you can save him."
Strange breathed a sigh of relief, but still frowned and said stubbornly: "You are just a psychologist. You'd better not make such arbitrary conclusions about neurosurgery."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a ballpoint pen against his forehead again. Schiller's hands were driving, and the ballpoint pen was floating quietly. Strange made a zipper gesture to his mouth, indicating that he would never speak again.
On the other side, Spider-Man stood at the door of the operating room in great guilt and self-blame. He didn't even want to let a fly in.
But Matt's ex-girlfriend Erica also sneaked to the door of the operating room.
Erica didn't come to kill Matt. On the contrary, she knew the plan of the gang earlier than Peter. He had been looking for a chance to tell Matt, but Matt left too quickly, and Erica came after the accident.
Her feelings for Matt were very complicated. They were classmates and lovers, but they broke up because of some irreconcilable contradictions. Erica accepted Kingpin's commission to assassinate Matt this time, but she showed mercy everywhere and didn't really want to kill Matt. But in the end, she didn't keep an eye on him, and Matt was plotted against by others. How could she not be anxious?
Erica came from a wealthy family and had seen the world. She knew that Matt was seriously injured and in a critical condition. Without the help of some mysterious power, he might not be able to be saved. She had to take action. Perhaps only the power of the "beast" could keep Matt alive.
Erica used the ninja escape technique and walked to the door of the operating room. She didn't take the high school student in front of the door seriously. After a few days of observation, she knew that Peter was just a high school student who didn't know any fighting skills. Erica planned to bypass him and go in.
Coincidentally, Peter had the ability of a spider, the most important of which was spider sense. He was highly nervous at this time, and his spider sense was several times more sensitive than before. As soon as Erica approached, Peter turned his head and stared at the air in the corner. He felt someone was there, and he swung his fist and hit Erica.
Erica knew that Peter's strength was extraordinary, so she didn't dare to take this move head-on. However, Peter's movements were full of loopholes. He had not received professional training. When he punched, his upper body leaned too much forward, and his lower body and legs were not separated. He did not stabilize his center of gravity. Erica's arm directly wrapped around Peter's wrist and pulled him forward. Peter's center of gravity was unstable in an instant and he fell forward.
Erica tripped and Peter was knocked down by her, but perhaps the mental anxiety stimulated Peter's use of supernatural powers. He bounced up the moment he landed and grabbed Erica's lower back with his arms.
Erica was also very anxious. Both of them were very angry, but Erica was a female killer trained by the Hand after all. As soon as Peter hugged her, she swung back fiercely with the other hand holding the dagger.
The dagger 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 irresistible pain engulfed Peter, which almost stimulated all his potential. As soon as he exerted force, Erica was thrown out and fell to the other end of the corridor, and could not get up for a long time.
Peter also fell down. He felt that he was almost dying of pain. The dagger not only cut half of his back, but also cut into his lungs. Now, every time he breathed, blood rushed up along the trachea.
It was the first time that Peter felt such pain. The huge pain of the torn muscles of his entire back almost made him faint.
He was just a high school student. The greatest pain he had experienced in his life was just a few punches a few days ago. Compared with the current wound, it was a world of difference.
His entire back was almost penetrated, and his lungs were also injured, which made his breath smell bloody. Every time he inhaled, he was accompanied by great pain. Peter's tears flowed physiologically, and a painful groan squeezed out of his throat.
He suddenly realized that heroes would also be injured and bleed.
And when a hero is injured, it will hurt like hell, and he will not get better at all, and he will not be spared because of his special abilities.
His self-healing ability made him feel better in a few breaths. He looked into the operating room with a hazy eye. Through the frosted glass, he could see Daredevil lying there.
Daredevil tilted his head and opened his eyes. He was still conscious, but he couldn't move.
Peter knew that if Daredevil didn't have the ability to heal himself, he would die soon.
He was just a blind man who knew martial arts. Now his entire spine was broken. He must be in pain, more painful than him, but he couldn't make any sound.
Peter felt terrified and desperate, and felt bitter and angry for the fragile life of a hero. 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 bit 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 couldn't 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 and climbed quickly along the wall of the building. 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 open my chest and inserted a metal foreign object. 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's back felt cold.
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 daybreak to 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.