The Death Knell

Miles stayed at the house of his good friend Gan Ke. In fact, the family was quite nice. Mrs. Gan took care of him like her own mother, just like she was taking care of her own children.

The Gan family is of Chinese descent, but unfortunately, Mrs. Gan’s cooking skills are not at all like that of Chinese Americans. Although Gan Ke is a fat man, in fact, what he usually eats is either fried potatoes or stewed fatty meat, which is completely high-calorie. The food is top notch and the taste is not that good.

So the little black spider performed a 'storm inhalation' on the vermicelli in the instant hot pot.

Su Ming helped him open the soda and handed it over, and patted his back:

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

Miles pointed to the opposite side of the table without raising his head. Deathstroke turned around and saw that Jessica and Skye were also eating frantically, no slower than Spider-Man. The beef, mutton and shrimp prepared by Deathstroke were being eaten in a manner that was visible to the naked eye. Speed ​​is reduced.

Only Loki crossed his arms and looked at them with a half-smiling expression.

"No, didn't we give you two snacks before we went out?" Su Ming wordlessly supported his head with his hands and leaned sideways on the dining table.

"Snacks and rice go into two different stomachs, suck!" Jessica sucked in a piece of konjac into her small mouth, and her tongue moved quickly.

"This is Miles' home. You are a guest. How can you compete with the owner for food?" Deathstroke could only take out some more ingredients and put them on the table again.

Treasure Girl tilted her head and thought for a second, then started to cook the mutton again: "As long as I don't treat myself as an outsider."

"Haha, I like this statement." Loki twisted his fingers around his long hair with a satisfied look on his face: "If you like something, you should grab it and possess it. Does this girl have Asgardian blood?"

"I can't tell whether you are praising her or scolding Odin?"

Deathstroke smiled, folded his arms and leaned back on the chair.

The three of them ate like they were fighting. After about ten minutes, the dinner was over. Except for the oatmeal that Miles had left before, everything they could eat on the table went into their stomachs, even the hot pot base soup. One person drank a bowl.

Miles wiped his mouth with paper and looked at the death knell gratefully: "Thank you, sir, I can't remember the last time I had spicy food. Mrs. Gan is always reluctant to add spicy food when cooking."

"As long as you like it, come on, take a rest and let's chat." Deathstroke just waved his hand, saying that there was no need to thank him, it was just a matter of effort.

The orange light in the kitchen looks very warm. It's like a family banquet. Through the windows, you can see people returning home. The passers-by on the roadside all have faces of bitterness and hatred.

"Yes, I forgot to ask how long you plan to stay. There are many empty rooms in my house. Can you stay here and go on patrol with me at night?"

Miles was very happy. To be precise, the last time he acted with the many Spider-Man in the multiverse was the happiest time since he became Spider-Man.

But the happy time is always short-lived. After returning to the 1610 universe, he was immediately taken away by Nick Fury and conducted a separate interrogation that lasted for several days. The black bald head seemed to want to get all the information from himself and the Black Widow. Take it out of your head.

"Where have you been?"

"Who is with you?"

"What abilities do they have?"

"How do you get to the parallel universe?"

I don’t know what the situation is like on Spider-Woman’s side. Anyway, on Miles’ side, Fury has to ask a question seven or eight times, just to check whether Spider is lying.

They used lie detectors, truth serum, hypnotic equipment and mind-reading superpowers to really interrogate the boy as a prisoner.

After saying everything he could, Miles finally got away. Even after he returned home, Fury arranged for people to keep an eye on him.

SHIELD's secret sentinel was withdrawn not long ago. Miles has been holding back a lot these days, and now he wants to go to the streets to kill some bad guys.

"Putting aside the patrol matters for now, Miles, I want to ask you, has anything strange happened to your earth recently?" Deathstroke pulled his arm and pulled the impatient little black spider back to the table. sit down.

"Something strange?" Miles blinked a few times and shook his head after recalling to no avail: "I really didn't pay much attention to this. I just think about how to deal with Fury's stalking every day. So, I'll turn on the TV and watch. News, although I haven’t paid my cable TV bill for a long time, I can still watch the news channels.”

After saying that, he took everyone to the living room, turned on the TV, and then rummaged through the cabinets to find some coffee for everyone.

But there was nothing at home.

The situation on the earth in 1610 was very complicated. The United States had been half destroyed due to various incidents. Ultron, Sentinel Robots, Nine-Headed Rebel Army and other forces were divided in all directions. The news programs were full of various tragic situations, or it was all old news.

Somewhere residents were attacked by demons, and several community residents died suddenly and strangely overnight; somewhere they were raided by Hydra guerrillas, causing heavy losses to U.S. soldiers; and a new style of insect king appeared in the area occupied by the alien Zerg. In order to save their lives, residents offered human sacrifices

The news anchors were numb, and they still had professional smiles on their faces when broadcasting these miserable news videos.

"This world seems strange enough." After watching the news for a while, Jessica's pale little face wrinkled up, and she rubbed her belly with a look of despair: "To be honest, if there are zombies here, , I’m afraid no one can know it right away? SHIELD’s control is simply not enough.”

All states in the United States are almost independent. Only a few east coast states such as New York, New Jersey, and Washington DC are still in the hands of the government. Texas has established its own country!

"Wait, are you talking about zombies?" Miles raised his hand and waved it in front of him, imitating the way zombies move: "Is it this kind of living dead that eats people, a zombie infected by a virus? "

"You know?" Skye was a little surprised. This universe seemed really different.

"Zombies are known to everyone on Earth."

After Miles determined what the death knell was talking about, he returned to the dining table and took back his cell phone. After projecting it on the TV, he started playing a video of a zombie siege, and explained in a bit of nonsense:

"Zombies appeared in South America a few years ago. Now that the entire South America has fallen, there will be waves of zombies attacking the United States from the Mexican border from time to time."

In that video, it was not the American soldiers who were fighting against the zombie army, but Ultron's robot army. They would not be infected or afraid. They were clearly at the upper hand and used their technological advantages to finally win.

"It's really a zombie." The corners of Jessica's mouth curved downward: "What should we do? A world where humans and various monsters coexist."

"Although Ultron wants to protect humans by destroying them, his logic still includes protecting humans." Miles played a few more videos, in which Ultron fights zombies. He was very calm: "Therefore, he will not allow zombies to wipe out humans before him, so the US government has been using this enemy to contain zombies. Gan Ke once told me, what is this idiom called in the East? I can't remember it."

"Fight fire with fire." Su Ming took up the conversation and glanced at Loki again. The black-haired woman just smiled evilly and said nothing, so Deathstroke looked at the black boy again: "Miles, we are here to find you. Because another multi-level crisis has arrived, this time the threat is not just against Spider-Man, but against all humans."

The little black spider is not a top wise man, but he can still be considered a smart child. He immediately understood what the death knell was saying:

"You mean, a multiverse-level biohazard breaks out?"