Before we knew it, today is the third day that Peter and others have been attending this joint academic exchange meeting, and Mr. Stark still hasn't shown up. However, everyone who attended the meeting has benefited greatly.
High school students like Peter who came for fun also roughly understood which fields will be popular research directions in the future. The road ahead, which was originally shrouded in clouds and fog, became clear after the rain, and it seemed that the scenery ahead could be seen clearly.
For them at this stage, being able to enjoy themselves in a five-star hotel is a bit too much for them to want to leave.
In addition to attending academic exchanges as before and preparing for the academic decathlon knowledge quiz competition, today is also Liz's birthday.
After learning about this situation, the hotel offered great help. Not only did they get all the props they needed to decorate the room, they also made cakes for free, which surprised everyone!
Of course, Dio did all this deliberately in order to keep Spider-Man here and prevent him from running away and causing trouble and adding variables.
After more than a day of investigation, Dio had some idea about the identity of the other Ghost Rider, but he was not completely sure.
If it turns out that it is really that person, then it can only be said that Robbie was fooled, from beginning to end!
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As night fell, Peter and the others all gathered in Liz's room to celebrate his birthday.
The room was beautifully decorated and filled with exquisite food and drinks.
Even Lightning got a turntable from somewhere and acted as a DJ, making the atmosphere really lively!
Almost everyone's face was filled with youthful and happy smiles, except for Peter, who was sitting alone in the corner with a worried look on his face.
Through the news, he already knew that the devil had started to attack more people.
So for the whole day, he kept thinking, if he had not stayed in the hotel last night, but had worn the spider suit made by Mr. Stark and fought the devil 300 times, would the result be different? Would those innocent people who died survive
Peter, who always carries all the pressure on himself, has been depressed until now.
At this time, the sun had set again and night had fallen. According to his understanding of the demon, night was the time when he would start to go out. Perhaps someone was burned into a charred corpse somewhere.
How can I integrate into the current cheerful atmosphere if I keep thinking about these things
"Peter? Why are you sitting here alone? Everyone is playing over there." After having a friendly conversation with every classmate, Liz finally found Peter hiding in the corner.
"Happy birthday, Liz, this is a present for you." Peter forced a smile.
Liz took the gift and opened it. She said in surprise, "Wow, what a cute little spider. Did you make this yourself?"
Inside the box, there was a silly, furry spider doll.
If it was a realistic spider model, she might be scared, but a particularly cartoony plush toy was just cute.
Peter nodded, and seeing Liz so happy, he finally smiled a little more.
Don't be fooled by his usual nerdy image, in fact, he is not only a chatterbox, but also a hands-on expert. When he first became Spider-Man, he was responsible for all the equipment and props, including that extremely ugly spider suit.
"Thank you, Peter. This is the best gift I have ever received." Liz looked at Peter very sincerely and said, maybe this gift is not the most expensive, or even not worth much, but it represents a person's heart, and it also adds to the favorability. Otherwise, even if someone she hates gives her a diamond necklace, she would not like it, let alone accept it.
"I'm glad you like it. I was afraid you might hate spiders."
"No, how could that be? You know, Spider-Man is my favorite among the Avengers."
"Really?"
"certainly."
Although Peter's emotional intelligence is not very high, he also knows that there is no need to emphasize that Spider-Man is not yet a member of the Avengers. Anyway, other people don't know the difference.
Then he heard Liz look at him and say, "Don't you like this kind of activity? I see you're always in a bad mood."
"Of course I like it! I just... just..." Peter lowered his head as he spoke.
"Just what, Peter? As a friend, if you are willing to share your troubles with me, I think I will also be happy to provide you with some reference suggestions."
Looking at Liz who seemed to be worried about him, Peter took a deep breath and said, "If there is a very important thing in front of you, if you don't do it, many innocent people will be hurt, but if you do it, it will bring a lot of trouble to the people around you, and even disrupt the rhythm of your originally planned life. What will you choose?"
Liz was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "If it were me, I would probably be more selfish. I would value the people around me more than strangers. I don't have such great abilities, nor do I have such great ambitions."
"What if you have this ability?"
"Then I think I will give it a try. After all, the world needs heroes, just like the Avengers who have protected the world time and time again. They are prepared to sacrifice everything to achieve such greatness."
With a loud bang!
Peter's head felt like it had exploded!
He suddenly stood up and ran outside, apologizing to Liz as he ran, "Sorry, Liz, I have to go first. By the way, if you see Mr. Harrington, please tell him, don't worry about me."
Will there be serious consequences for leaving without permission
whatever!
If I have to watch that devil killing people everywhere, how can I be qualified to be recognized by Mr. Stark!
If the Avengers were here, they would definitely do the same thing as I did!
With his belief strengthened, the little spider ran back to his room at the fastest speed, changed into his spider suit, and then opened the window and disappeared into the night.
By the time Mr. Harrington learned the news and came to look for him, Peter had already run away. After searching the entire hotel and failing to find Peter, he was sure that he had really run away. It was hard to understand how he could disappear without a sound.
So Mr. Harrington slumped down on Peter's bed, repeating two words over and over again.
"It's over!"
Only Ned knew Peter's identity as Spider-Man, and knew how he left and what he did.
The only thing left is that Liz has some guesses in her mind, but she is not sure yet.