Chapter 192 Is There No Spider-Man in the Parallel World?
Feeling the different smell of air in the air, Peter instantly opened his cape behind him and slid down.
The environment in front of him was a dim night, and the air exuded a different smell from what he usually felt.
"Bang!"
Peter's feet landed on the ground and looked around.
This seemed to be an interstate highway. The rusty sign on the side of the road next to it read "40". It looked like Interstate 40.
Peter looked around and found no trace of Gwen.
He took out his mobile phone and found that the electronic products he brought with him could still be used, but there was no signal.
He glanced at the positioning bracelet worn on his wrist. The positioning system on the screen was damaged, and the messy numbers formed the words "51412".
Didn't Reed, the naughty kid, say that he could return to the original world within a second?
Did this guy mess it up?
And Gwen was separated from him.
"Shit!"
He cursed secretly and put the phone with no signal in his pocket.
The most urgent task now is to find Gwen.
The two of them entered the time-space tunnel from the "bubble" together, and Gwen must have entered this unknown world as well.
It is estimated that when the two entered the world, they landed in different places.
Looking at the desolate places around him, Peter frowned.
Maybe it was because the heavy rain had just stopped, and the highway like a jade belt was shining.
The air was filled with a moist smell of asphalt, which easily reminded people of earthworms crawling on wet gravel roads.
A car "whooshed" past him, and Peter could only see the dazzling headlights slowly approaching, and then the neon-like taillights gradually moving away.
Just as he lowered his head and pondered, a strong white light shone over him.
Peter raised his head, it was the headlights of the car, and behind the strong light was a huge roaring black shadow.
The hydraulic brakes made a continuous hissing sound, it was the front of an 18-wheel truck without a trailer.
As Peter watched, the truck slowly slid to the side of the road and stopped, and the gravel was crushed by the huge tires, making a "crunching" sound.
In the strong light, Peter quickly saw the outline of the driver in front of the light.
The white male driver was very strong and looked like the monster Shrek.
"Shrek" stuck his head out of the car and asked Peter: "Do you want a ride?"
His voice was buzzing like a bell, even suppressing the sound of the idling engine.
Peter glanced at the other party and shrugged his shoulders, "Of course."
He knew nothing about this world and needed a local to ask about the situation.
Of course, if the other party had bad intentions, he didn't mind sending him on his way.
Peter didn't speak after getting in the car.
The highway seemed to have no end, and it was dark outside the car window. Only the headlights in front shot out a long beam of light, dividing the night in two.
The pine trees and signposts on the side of the road appeared from the darkness, and then quickly flashed into the darkness behind the car.
The truck driver who looked like "Shrek the Monster" was a big guy.
His hands felt like sandbags, his shoulders were as strong as a bull, and his chest was like a stone pier.
The cab of the truck was also clean and tidy, even ridiculously clean, without even a speck of dust.
"Where are you going?"
After examining Peter, Shrek asked him.
"Anywhere," Peter replied, "Let's go to the nearest city."
"The nearest city?"
Shrek looked at Peter and said, "That's Lakeport. You're still a student, you look very young."
"Yes."
Peter replied casually.
Lakeport is in the northeast of New York, very close, it seems that he has traveled to the vicinity of New York City.
If this is a parallel world, will there be another Peter Parker in New York?
Is the Peter Parker in this world Spider-Man?
If he is, has he been killed by the Heirs?
Looking at the scenery flashing quickly outside the window, Peter began to think.
"My name is Wright." Shrek suddenly spoke, forcing his thinking to come to an end.
"Peter, Peter Parker."
Peter replied to him.
After taking a look at the decoration inside the car, he took the initiative to say to the driver: "Your truck is nice."
"Thank you, I always clean the interior of the car."
Wright looked like a model driver, sitting upright.
"The past two weeks have been so tiring. I just made a trip to Cincinnati and now I have to go to Charlotte for another trip."
Then he closed his mouth and took a deep breath, "So the truck hasn't been cleaned recently. I thought you would dislike it."
The driver who looks like Shrek, his personality is inversely proportional to his size.
"Yes, truck drivers are all very hard-working."
Peter chatted with him casually.
"I'm fine. After this trip, I still have a few days before I go out again. I rarely rest. I'm usually running around non-stop, but... I plan to take a few days off this time."
Wright looked at Peter, "Are you a backpacker? It's not safe to stay in a place like this alone at night."
"I live in New York, and my wallet was stolen when I was traveling, so I'm like this."
Peter didn't finish the next sentence, but Wright already understood what he meant.
"That's really bad."
Wright sighed, and soon he said: "I was thinking, if you go to New York, I can send you... it's not far from here, just an hour's drive south."
Facing the enthusiastic opponent, Peter did not refuse, "Thank you, I will pay you when we arrive in New York."
"No, I'm fine anyway."
Perhaps thinking that Peter had misunderstood that he had some agenda, he quickly explained: "I originally planned to go to New York, and it was just a way to go."
Peter nodded and asked the other party: "Is there a newspaper?"
He wanted to see how this parallel world was different from his own.
"Oh, yes, there's a newspaper in the backseat. I'll get it to you right away."
Wright slowed the truck, then took out the newspaper and handed it to Peter.
Peter briefly flipped through the newspaper and found that it was full of current political news and current events happening around the world.
It seems that this world is not much different from my own world.
There are also mutants and superheroes.
But he didn't find any news about Spider-Man on it.
Peter closed the newspaper and asked Wright: "Mr. Wright, do you know Spider-Man?"
"Spider-Man?"
Upon hearing the name, Wright paused.
"Who is this?"
Seeing the confused look on the other side, Peter knew that he had never heard of Spider-Man.
It is estimated that Spider-Man in this world has not been born yet, or Spider-Man does not exist at all.
Peter fell into silence, and Wright took the initiative to speak: "My son is about your age, and he also likes to travel."
"Will he drive a car with you?"
Peter asked him.
"He is dead because of an accident."
Hearing what the other party said, Peter apologized to him, "Sorry."
"No, the matter has long since passed."
Wright's expression was very calm, "People will always grow old, sick, and die. I won't feel sad about it now. At least he always has happy memories, which is already worth it. Many people can live to old age, and most people can live to sixty." After many years, I start to suffer from diseases, such as cancer, stroke, heart disease, sometimes diabetes, or pneumonia. In short, it is endless. "
"Tragedy is inevitable, but in this country the tragedy is often not how a person dies but how he lives."
Peter nodded, "Yeah."
He did not comment on what Uncle Shrek said.
The car continued to drive forward in the dark night, through a forest.
Raindrops began to fall from the sky.
Just as Wright was concentrating on driving the car, suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of the car.
Then there was a loud "bang"!
The car seemed to hit something and was stunned.
Frightened, Wright quickly stepped on the brakes.
Thinking he had hit someone, he quickly walked to the car.
It turns out that the person he hit was not a human, but an elk.
He breathed a sigh of relief and was about to squat down and take a look when he looked up and saw Peter getting off the car at some point and standing in front of him.