Cthulhu

How many versions of Spider-Man are there?

After all, 18 years have passed, and Al's memory has long been blurred.

Coupled with the differences brought about by time travel, Al vaguely remembered two places where the spider that bit Peter might appear.

One is Columbia University. This mutant spider was cultivated in a biology laboratory at the university.

The second is Osborne Enterprises in New York, one of the top ten large companies in the United States. The main research and business direction of Osborne Enterprises is biotechnology.

There are possibilities in both places.

Al remembered that class monitor Delia had said that this week's practical class seemed to involve a visit to Osborne Enterprises. This was undoubtedly an opportunity.

I don’t know if this accident will affect the rest of the trip.

But another place, Columbia University, must also be explored, and spiders may also appear there.

If the spider doesn't appear in either of these places, it's going to be troublesome.

Seeing that Al was thinking about something, Peter did not interrupt and quietly ordered another chicken steak and French fries, eating them in silence.

"belch"

Peter's loud burp woke up Al who was thinking.

"I'm full, Al, thank you for inviting me to eat again." Peter said shyly.

Al looked at Peter who was talking to himself with a black line, and at the table where there were obviously a lot more things.

"Did I say I wanted to treat you? Let's aa for this meal. Do you understand aa payment?"

The shy Peter suddenly spread his hands and looked like I have no money.

shameless

Al wanted to speak up and leave Peter here washing dishes.

But he still settled the bill with a dark face. "I'm broke, I'm broke...

Friendship's boat said it turned over.

You have to compensate me”

Peter rolled his eyes and spread his hands, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Al's face turned sharply, he chuckled, and put his arms around Peter.

"Come on, come with me to talk to the principal."

After that, he walked out of the restaurant with a smile.

Al quickly took Peter to Midtown High School, which was surrounded by construction.

It is surrounded by blue building walls.

Large trucks carrying building materials came and went.

From time to time, several investigators dressed in black appeared.

Al walked around the construction area and came to the teaching building which was still intact.

The principal's office is on the fifth floor, and Principal Keen is leisurely drinking coffee in the office.

From time to time I glance at the hot construction site outside the window and laugh.

Don’t doubt it, if something goes wrong in the school, the principal is just laughing.

Although the school was hit, no students were injured.

The point is, no students were injured.

When the reporter was reporting, he mentioned a little bit about his usual activities of organizing students to perform evacuation performances.

Although it has nothing to do with it, the public loves this kind of thing.

The old principal often organized students to take refuge and perform performances, and no students were injured or injured in campus accidents.

Thinking of the headlines in tomorrow's New York Times, Keane's lips unconsciously smiled again.

There are also large amounts of funding available for reconstruction of damaged buildings.

You don’t have to spend a penny on your own, but you can also make a lot of money.

Of course it's not corruption and lack of funding, that's courting death.

School construction requires engineering teams, various building materials, and construction workers need food.

The selection of engineering teams, selection of construction material suppliers, temporary restaurants for workers to eat...

Just a little bit here can make Keane smile.

Sometimes, he feels that he is not qualified to be a principal at all. He should be a businessman and build CBD.

Maybe he's the next Stark.

Keen took a leisurely sip of coffee.

that's nice

The secretary suddenly ran in in a panic.

"Why are you panicking? Slow down, slow down. Your high heels are going to destroy my floor." Principal Keane said with some displeasure.

"Principal, something happened, something happened."

"Teacher Conrad led a group to visit the New York Museum today. The student Barzel suddenly went crazy and was taken away by the police."

The secretary said quickly.

Conrad is the name of Al's fat teacher.

Keen's expression was a little dumbfounded. Something that happened to a student was what every school feared most.

The media are like talking sharks, they bite you when they encounter this kind of thing.

Take two plausible photos and start making up stories based on the pictures.

But... the point is, there are still people who like to hear this story.

"What is the specific situation?" Keen calmed down and asked quickly.

The blond secretary immediately relayed what Mr. Conrad said exactly.

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Two figures pushed open the door and entered, it was Al and Peter.

The principal knew Al, and it was a privilege given by the principal that Al didn't have to go to class. In exchange, Al had to get the best score in the state.

In order to enhance the school's reputation, the school will have better sources of students and higher tuition fees.

"It's Al. I have something to do now. Can you discuss your matter later?" Keen reminded Al that he had something to do and asked him to go out.

Al, who had not yet spoken, was stunned for a moment, looking at the sweaty blond secretary and the somewhat panicked principal Keen.

First, I made some malicious speculations and cursed this guy who wanted to eat young grass like an old cow.

He said, "Is it about Bazel? Peter and I were at the scene."

Keen's eyes suddenly lit up, "Come on, come on, sit down quickly and tell me what happened."

Peter Ayer told me the story more completely. Keen took a breath and asked clearly: "It was him who suddenly went crazy. Is he right?"

If it were the student's own fault, the school would still have some troubles, but it would undoubtedly be much less severe than if Bazel was caused by the school's arrangements.

Al curled his lips in disdain. Keane's intention was obvious and he was going to push the blame again.

After listening to Al's narration, Keen obviously relaxed and said to Al with a smile: "Al, you came to me, what's the matter?"

Al wanted a letter of recommendation, and he and Peter were going to Columbia to find out.

However, visits to such important places as university laboratories are generally prohibited.

And if you get a recommendation letter from the principal, you can easily sneak into these places as a gifted student.

"Principal, can you give me a letter of recommendation from Columbia University? I am very interested in their university and would like to go and find out more about it for my future studies."

Keen solved the problem and was obviously in a good mood, and he readily issued a letter of introduction to Peter.

With the principal's letter of introduction in hand, the two of them quickly left the school, got in the car, and headed to Columbia University.

In the car, Peter was a little confused, "Al, why did you take me with you when you went to Columbia University? I'm not planning to take the Columbia University exam."

Sitting in the car, Al kept his head down and using his mobile phone, collecting various public information from Columbia University. He raised his head after hearing this and said, "Of course that's an excuse."

After taking a look at the other people on the bus, Al didn't say much and motioned for Peter to just follow him.

He continued to look down at his phone.

There are limited things that can be searched on the Internet. The directors and locations of Columbia University's biological laboratories can be found, but there is no explanation of the detailed research topics.

The two soon arrived at the gate of Columbia University.

Two ancient Greek-style sculptures stand on both sides of the door, making the simple door suddenly full of mystery.

The two of them didn't stop, took the letter of introduction, and went straight to the office of the head of the biology department.

Fan Lunding, the head of the biology department, is a fat middle-aged man who is easy to talk to.

After reading Al's letter of introduction, he quickly assigned one of his students as a guide to lead Al and Peter to visit the entire biology department building.

The little sister, Pearly, has two small dimples and a very sweet smile, "Al, Peter. This is our laboratory, you can visit it."

"The atmosphere in our research group is very good. If you come here, it is really a good choice."

The two men, El Peter, who had impure intentions, walked in one after another.

Al whispered to Peter: "Peter, do you feel anything special?"

Peter looked puzzled.

It was okay for him to be dragged here for no reason, just think of it as accompanying Al to inspect the school.

But ask yourself how you feel, isn’t it you who is coming?

It’s so mysterious that you haven’t told me yet, but now you’re asking me how I feel.

Peter raised his head and glanced at Pearly in front of him, and whispered: "I feel... I drank a little too much water when I was eating just now, and I want to go to the toilet."

Al:...

Who asked you this feeling?

What Al wants to know is if Peter feels like he's been bitten by a spider.

After walking around for two times, until the two of them said goodbye to Pearly, neither of them found anything special.

Not to mention the experimental projects related to spiders, even in the laboratory, not a single spider was seen.

How come there are spiders in a clean and tidy laboratory?

In the end, Al returned without success, but Peter obviously gained a lot and became very interested in Columbia University.

Under Peter's reluctant eyes, Al dragged Peter onto the return bus.

At this time, it was outside the peak period and it was not a weekend, so there were very few people on the bus.

Two people sitting alone in the back

Peter asked in a low voice, impatiently: "Al, what are you looking for related to that kind of monster?"

Al glanced at Peter sideways and said, "Do you want to have the same abilities as me? Or even stronger than me and can fight better."

Sure enough, Peter's eyes showed interest.

"I'm just looking for that thing that can give you superpowers. With that thing, you're not very good at fighting.

New York will become your playground.Let you play everywhere like a swing. "

Peter looked excited, imagining New York as a playground.

"Al, you can't fly now, so just give me your super power first. It's so kind of you." Peter was somewhat moved.

Al waved his hand boredly and said arrogantly: "I mainly want to collect experimental data. When I finish analyzing it, I will make a more perfect one myself."

Peter nodded, indicating that collecting data and so on was all on him, "Where should we go next?"

"Osborne Enterprises"