The Villainous Superhero Template (Marvel/DC)

After Gwen left, Peter lost all desire to sleep.

Since he was still wide awake, he decided to dive back into his scientific research.

If Gwen could use web shooters, then so could he.

After all, he had already created web shooters before.

Starting over wouldn't take much effort.

The night passed.

By morning, Peter had completed the web shooters.

Due to the chaos caused by the Green Goblin at the school, Midtown Tech High had suspended classes for the day.

Peter slept until noon.

If Uncle Ben hadn't woken him up, he might have slept even longer.

After washing up, Peter headed out to the nearest Chinese supermarket to buy a few pounds of pork.

In the entire United States, only Chinese supermarkets sold pork that had been properly processed (castrated).

In his past life, he had seen videos online of international students cooking local pork. They would spend hours seasoning it with Sichuan peppercorns, star anise, ginger, and garlic, only to throw the whole pot away afterward.

At the time, he thought it was an exaggeration.

But after transmigrating to this world, he finally understood the students' pain.

Even after eighteen years in this world, he still couldn't stand the taste of unprocessed local pork.

Peter returned home carrying a few pounds of pork, some beef, and a small box of butter cookies.

Aunt May hurried over.

"Peter, where did you go? It's not safe outside right now."

Uncle Ben, sitting on the couch, chimed in.

"A young man his age can't just stay cooped up at home."

"Oh my, Peter, why did you buy so much stuff?"

"Where did you get the money?"

For the Parker family, Uncle Ben and Aunt May's salaries barely covered the mortgage and basic living expenses.

Uncle Ben sometimes drove a cab in his spare time to make ends meet.

Otherwise, in the original storyline, Aunt May wouldn't have had to sell furniture to survive after Uncle Ben's death.

Seeing the food in Peter's hands, Uncle Ben's mind raced with worrisome thoughts.

Young people these days were more open and less disciplined compared to his generation.

He was deeply afraid Peter might go down the wrong path.

"Peter, you…"

Peter had already prepared an explanation.

"I earned this money fixing cars. I've been doing part-time work at a German car company. The boss is wealthy and generous."

Hearing this, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

They had watched Peter grow up and knew him well. Although Uncle Ben had his doubts, he still trusted Peter.

Peter quickly changed the subject.

"Aunt May, you said it's dangerous outside. Did something else happen?"

Uncle Ben nodded and pointed at the TV.

"It's being reported right now."

The TV was broadcasting a news segment from the Daily Bugle.

The female anchor was succinctly recounting the events of the previous night.

"On the evening of September 13th, a severe home invasion occurred at 5037 White Thorn Street in New York City. The victim died on the spot. A woman engaged in illegal work was the first to arrive at the scene. The time of the incident has been confirmed."

"The NYPD is working tirelessly to solve the case."

"During the same time frame, two other incidents occurred in New York City. Three young men on White Thorn Street were also shot."

"When the police attempted to review surveillance footage, they discovered the system had been hacked. The only available footage came from a camera outside a pizza shop, which captured a photo of the suspect."

A photo appeared on the screen.

It was a top-down angle of a man in a trench coat and fedora, but his face wasn't visible.

"What has our city come to?"

Peter sighed and said,

"But the suspect does have good fashion sense."

Uncle Ben nodded.

"True, his style is impeccable. I think I might have a coat like that."

Little did he know, Peter had worn his coat the previous night.

The TV anchor continued,

"Another incident occurred simultaneously on Champs Avenue. The Bank of America was robbed by a man in a Rhino Armor."

"Spider-Woman was also spotted at the scene."

At the end of the news segment, a man who looked to be in his fifties appeared on screen. The caption below identified him as J. Jonah Jameson, founder and editor-in-chief of the Daily Bugle.

Dressed in a suit and sporting a mustache, Jameson angrily shouted,

"These masked freaks in New York are all criminals, including that masked Spider-Woman!"

"You're the scum of society!"

"You're…"

Peter changed the channel.

No matter which universe it was, J. Jonah Jameson was always Spider-Man's eternal hater.

Did he get bitten by a spider as a child? Or did he have some kind of phobia of spiders?

His attitude always seemed way too extreme.

Just then, the system's notification sounded.

[Ding, new mission.]

[Punish the Rhino.]

[A brute with low intelligence, who used his massive armor to leave a deep wound on your girl's back. Such a guy deserves to be punished by a villainous superhero!]

[Go make some noise!]

[Mission Objective: Punish the Rhino!]

[Mission Reward: 5,000 exchange points (First-time mission completion, points doubled.)]

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