"Oh? Besides us, there are people scurrying in the spider web? "
The bell in the water pokes away the garbage floating in front of him. He talks to the adjutant according to the side of his helmet, and his eyes look at the colorful fish swimming nearby.
"Yes, sheriff, and more than one person." The voice of the adjutant sounded in the skull, and the figure in the dress was also directly projected on the retina: "do you need to let the weaving master cut off their silk thread? They fall into a random parallel universe
"It's not necessary. If I remember correctly, the research spiders are forming the research spiders army."
While calling, the knell walked into the beaver headquarters and waved to the beaver master nearby:
"try to mark the spiders active on the Internet, record the reality they went to, and I'll deduce the earth number later."
"I see, master, but they are moving very frequently now. Maybe they are being chased by Mulun. Do you need to give them some help? Cobwebs can convey information. " Since the knell did not intend to attack the spiders, the adjutant made another proposal to woo them.
Su Ming thought for a moment. In the dark, his red eyepiece was rippling in the water.
"Descendants, other things, bride, these three totems are quite special, and the Molun family also prefer them. Let the weaving master track these three totems, which should be able to attract the inheritors. It's better to arrange a favorable final battlefield."
"Yes, adjutant." Cybertron accepted the order and simply hung up the communication.
In today's sewers, beavers have built some special buildings here, just like inverted bowls. In this way, because of the air pressure, even if the sewers are flooded, there is still air in these bowls, which can make some dry areas come out.
It seems that beavers have also acquired architectural talent.
Master beaver welcomed several people into such a hemispherical building, where a hill above the water surface was piled up with garbage, and its sofa cushions were still on it, obviously not willing to throw them away.
"Are you the reinforcements in my God's prophecy?" The beaver looked up at Tuoye, who looked at him curiously. He reached out and touched his beard: "it looks very young. What should I call it?"
"I'm a man who shed tears because of my father and son's affection, 400 aunts!"
Tuo was also a little nervous. When he heard his name asked, he subconsciously recited his lines.
Not only that, but also on the spot to take a horse step, even put a few about the action of launching spider silk.
As she walked out of the water, Gwen, who was shaking her coat, covered her mouth and laughed. She always felt that no matter what spider man said, it seemed that she was very hot-blooded.
"... very energetic, ha ha."
Master beaver was also deterred by his reaction. His glossy fur face twitched a few times and said a word of encouragement.
Su Ming, who hung up the communication, interrupted the awkward conversation of one person and one mouse. He came over and said, "the heirs haven't noticed us yet, but when I came back, I saw a lot of clones flying around, so what's the arrangement over there?"
The master put his hand on his back and rubbed his crutch on the rubbish heap with his little paw: "everything is ready. Just wait for the ocean to cross the mountains. That's the clarion call for our attack."
"The vampires in the multiverse are preying on other spider totems. It's a good chance to take advantage of the strong ones who have names and surnames to get rid of their clone bases, and we'll win half the game."
The strangulation shakes with a high frequency, and the host becomes dry instantly. Su Ming takes out a cigarette to light it, takes a sip, and talks about his plan.
"I know the importance of this and I've made all the sacrifices to win." Master beaver nodded and stroked his white beard: "as long as I can recapture the world for the gods, it's worth it, including me."
"Good. As soon as the time comes, I will let the fleet cooperate with you. Now let's wait. The speed of watering is faster than I expected. It will be OK in a few hours."
Su Ming squatted down, stretched out his hand and looked at the master with a smile, while the beaver also raised his paw and held his hands together like a wrist.
As the adjutant reported, the spiders were walking through the invisible web, while the heirs were on another unknown transport network.
Sometimes it's like two planes that don't intersect, and sometimes some dark things will gradually drop.
Earth 90214, New York, USA during the great depression, everything here is like a documentary of black, white and gray, cold and dark.
The city of crime is worthy of its name. Economic difficulties do not unite people. On the contrary, they accelerate the cruelty of capitalists to extract the residual value of the working people.
After Uncle Ben Parker was murdered for organizing a strike, Peter was picked by spiders.From the attic, he turned out the pilot's uniform left by his uncle during the first World War, put on a black windbreaker and a soft wide brimmed hat, and turned into spider man to protect the city and the people at the bottom.
And today, too.
After visiting the magic show and destroying another water tank crime magic of the mysterious guest, the wet shadow spider kneels on one knee on the stage and gasps. He almost suffocated just now.
Fortunately, spider silk can be sprayed on his wrist. He made a waterproof mask with these silk webs layer by layer to keep the air. Only in this way can he survive that period of time. When the mysterious guest thought that he had been drowned and came to check the body, he defeated him.
However, looking at the mysterious guests on the stage and the people in the theater below who thought it was all a show and applauded, shadow spider did not relax its vigilance.
Because the spider is still calling the police.
the theater is stuffy, and the smell of cigarettes and perfume fills this windowless theater. But Peter knows very well that spiders will not alarm because the air is not fresh enough. Now they are faced with a fatal threat.
Peter had this feeling about a few weeks ago, when he took a camera and secretly photographed the capitalists pouring milk into the river, or prevented the thugs from expelling the salaried workers.
It was a kind of beep, just like a little movement before the kettle on the stove was about to boil.
Now it's totally different from before. The spider's reaction is like a kettle exploding. Peter feels his head is going to explode.
Where does the danger come from?
The answer is that behind him, on the stage in full view of the public, an aperture composed of red light suddenly opened, from which came a man dressed in medieval aristocratic costumes. He was a little stunned when he saw the audience, then waved to them with a smile, and received a lot of cheers.
Then, the pale middle-aged man looked at Spiderman and showed his fangs:
"ah, Spiderman with a revolver. It's interesting. It will probably make me remember you for a while, food!"
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