[Comprehensive British and American] Distress signal receiver

Unlike Baltimore, the pouring rain here continued to fall from the sky. Five minutes ago, the rain seemed to stop for a moment, but five minutes later, it seemed like a baby was crying more violently.The heavy rain is especially annoying after nightfall. Even the breath of Kazakhstan turns into white mist. Pedestrians hold umbrella handles, wrap their clothes tightly, and speed up their pace one after another, turning a blind eye to the dark alleyway beside the road.

In an alley a few blocks away from City College of New York, a thin figure curled up, his bulging backpack dropped aside, and a corner of old electronic products was exposed in the open bag.

His unfit body was already unable to support him, and he held on to the wall behind him, as if he was struggling to stand up one moment, but obeyed the instinct of physical discomfort the next moment, obediently returning to the ground.The rain fell on the upturned face, and the dark caramel-colored curly hair was soaked by the rain and stuck to the forehead messily.

Even though he knew it was wrong in his heart, the rain did make him feel better.A large cloud of white mist exhaled from his mouth with violent panting, and he felt more and more weak in his limbs.

"Hey!" A hesitant voice came from the alley, and the footsteps got closer. After a while, a hoarse voice asked, "Child, do you need help?"

"Yes...please..." Consciousness was ups and downs, the voices of passers-by were loud and quiet, and he knew that something was wrong, he just wanted to grab this life-saving straw quickly, but he didn't realize it until he really made a sound, it was too late The well-meaning passer-by had already left at some point.

……

Wesley's consciousness was taken away from his body by the instant tearing sensation. He turned his head from the air, and he was still lying on the bed. When he left, his body took a deep breath as a conditioned reflex, and then let go of his hand weakly.

"...The system tells me that you are still there."

"At your service at any time." The voice of the system is close to the ear, no different from before.

Only then did Wesley get closer to his body, observed it carefully, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although it was weak, he didn't stop breathing just because his consciousness left.

He was now more an outgrowth of consciousness than a body or energy, and gradually he could feel a connection to his body too.

If there is any difference in vision, it is a huge arrow in the sky, shining and shaking, as if strongly implying where he is going.

"There are still 30 seconds left, the task subject will be completely isolated and helpless, and the task will be judged to have failed after 2 minutes." The system is not in a hurry.

Needless to say about the system, Wesley also noticed the countdown next to the arrow, and at the moment, out of an attempt, his consciousness jumped in the direction pointed by the arrow——

"I rely on!!"

The screams were accompanied by dizziness. After 0.5 seconds, Wesley clearly felt that he had become a rag doll. Although the movement was only for a moment, the aftertaste was really lingering.

It was still the pouring rain that brought him back to his senses. The surroundings were already completely unfamiliar streets, and the task target should be nearby.

Looking up, the miniature golden arrow pointed to a shadow in the alley, and Wesley gritted his teeth and moved forward again.

This time it felt much better, and the next second, the perspective changed, and he felt the rain on his head, face, and the back of Alder Fruit's hands, but he could feel these, but he couldn't move his body.

The situation is very bad.

Wesley finally understood the meaning of the phrase "very hot" in the key words of the mission. For a moment, he felt as if his whole body was on fire. Not only was it scorching hot, but it was also painful and itchy, and all the strength in his body was taken away. , he has no doubt that this body may stop breathing in the next moment.

In addition to the sound of rain, there was no other sound.

Wesley tried to call the system, and the other party responded immediately: "The key target has been landed, please host to take rescue actions."

"He can't hear you?" I should have entered this person's brain now. After all, he is not from this world. He feels a little restrained and doesn't want others to know his secret.

"Communication is private. My voice can only be heard by the host in this world." In terms of business, the system is very patient, and correspondingly, the speed of speech has also increased significantly:

"The dialogue between the host and the mission target is also private. The host cannot know all the thoughts of the other party, so it is also necessary to prevent the mission target from deviating from rescue, such as suicide or self-destruction."

Wesley understands, but how to save it is a problem, he can't control this body at all, okay? !

The communication of consciousness is fleeting, and there are still 2 minutes and 20 seconds before the countdown to mission failure.

But Wesley has discovered that the countdown has been suspended since the end of his communication with the system, and it seems that the flow of time between thinking and the outside world is also different.

A faint voice suddenly sounded at a very close distance——

I……

Wesley was taken aback, huh?It seems that the signal is not very good, is this the voice of the task target? ?

... what am I doing, it's getting dark... stupid, I shouldn't...

In addition, the tone of this voice was still a bit vague, but he could clearly hear that the other party was not too old, maybe a teenager.

God...it hurts...am I dying, in a place like this?What the hell is wrong with me...can anyone help me...

The sound of crackling rain covered up the sound of footsteps coming from the entrance of the alley. Wesley immediately noticed that there were two or three strangers walking towards this side. From the angle of the ground, with half-closed eyes, Even the breath that rises to the front of the eyes makes it impossible for people to see clearly.

At this moment, the system responded to his thoughts. Wesley's eyes suddenly lit up, and he unfolded a small map. Three red dots turned a corner on a small path on the map, heading towards a fluorescent green dot. How do you look at it? Not good.

"I think you should try to stand up." Wesley finally said, "Someone is coming this way."

……What?I was just like... God, I'm crazy... I heard...

At the same time as he had this thought, Wesley noticed that the thin body in front of him suddenly curled up, and there was a weak sound in his mouth.

The pain all over his body increased sharply, and Wesley couldn't help but adjust his tone: "I'm here to help you, you have to stand up now, otherwise..."

"I told you all, he is here!" A hoarse voice was dissatisfied: "And I said, he can't go anywhere like that!"

"It must be hilarious," another person hummed and laughed twice: "The rain is really timely, isn't it?"

The last echoed voice was rough, and then he stepped on the puddles with heavy steps and approached quickly. Wesley held his breath, and the other party bent down to observe him.

"It's not drugs, boss, he seems to be suffering from some kind of disease."

"That's just right!" The second person walked over slowly with an umbrella, bent down and pushed the figure on the ground, and pushed the blue-faced boy to the sky, looked at him twice, and got up.At this time, the little brother seized the opportunity to turn the backpack on the side upside down. There were not many things in it, so he couldn't help but yelled, and kicked the old game console with an ancient temperament, and the latter flew up and hit the wall, smashing it into pieces .

"You..." The boy on the ground finally realized what had happened, he seemed to have encountered a bad guy.

"Wow, he's still awake!" The younger brother skillfully searched the body until he found out the ten dollars and two coins that were wet on the boy's body. Holding the boy's collar and swinging a fist, Wesley suddenly felt as if his head had been hit by a tank.

For some reason, this body seems to have a particularly keen sense of pain.

"Son," the man who looked like a gangster squatted down again, he didn't seem to care that the boy didn't have much money, but took out his mobile phone: "How can you be so drunk at such a young age? Mi came to pick you up, and you broke our things, remember to pay for it, I only accept cash."

A bright gleam flashed, and a sharp knife was pressed against the boy's neck.

"Don't talk, they still have guns." Wesley said in his mind, and at the same time, out of some doubts, he called up the boy's body data from the system, and looked at the values ​​that fluctuated like a tsunami, Some things are certain: "Trust me, don't be afraid, you won't die."

"...Really, really? Well, what should I do now, I also want to stand up, but... I can't seem to feel my legs." The boy didn't have time to think about the voice that appeared in his head. , he was dazzled by all kinds of pain coming from his body.

"Wait..." The young man said weakly, "God, I think I'm going to..."

Wesley also felt it, and couldn't help but widen his eyes in consciousness:

"Wait, wait, don't faint!"

It's a pity that it's a little late, Wesley has already realized that the things that bound him invisibly have disappeared.

"..."

Classmate, don't be so generous, okay?

"Call quickly, boy, do you want to die here?" A sinister voice sounded above his head.

The boy's fingers on the ground moved slowly, and the heavy eyelids opened quietly without knowing when.The leader of the gang saw the frown, and he actually felt that he saw a touch of shiny gold in the boy's eyes.

reflective?

At this moment, the knife on the boy's neck seemed to have cut something hard.Before he could take a closer look, a calm voice came from under his hand.

"Of course I don't want to."

boom! !

The fat body of the younger brother flew upside down and hit the place where the game console was shattered not long ago. The last loud noise came from the big trash can in the alley, which was smashed to pieces by the sky.

"You're a mutant!! No, no, don't come here!! Ah——!"

Another figure flew out, and Wesley also looked at his fist in surprise.

There was no sound from the system over there. Obviously, the injuries of these people did not count as violations.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man with a hoarse voice ran out of the alley panting heavily. Wesley caught up with him in just two steps, and even felt that he could jump over his head with a light leap.However, I have never tried this kind of coquettish operation before, so it is better to be honest.

The pain and burning pain in the whole body did not subside, but Wesley felt that his consciousness could completely control the body, and he didn't know if it had anything to do with the system's blessing.

The last person also screamed and fell not far away. Wesley stood on the spot and looked at the hands and feet of this body admiringly, and couldn't help admiring: "I'll go, what ability has this child awakened, why is it so powerful! Beyond Ordinary lightness, agility, and extraordinary strength, this is a state that has not been fully awakened, after that..."

Suddenly, Wesley felt his scalp go numb, and a strong sense of crisis came to his heart.

In the blink of an eye, time seemed to slow down, and Wesley saw the black muzzle of the gun pointing at him out of the corner of his eye.

He kicked a stone by his feet.

boom! ! !

The gun rang out, and the boss screamed again, his wrist twisted in a twisted arc, and when he raised his head again, his whole body trembled, and a ghostly shadow had already arrived in front of him.

"no, do not want!!"

Can you still say no to things in this world?Wesley smiled.

When everyone fainted, he looked down at a completely scrapped cube next to the boss, hesitantly—he thought it was a stone just now, but it turned out to be the kid's cell phone...

"System, what are you doing now?"

"The offenders' cars were parked 200 meters away."

"You mean to send him home?" Wesley muttered in his mind: "Then let's hurry up, the rain seems to be getting worse. After all, where is this tm?!"

"Manhattan."

"..."

Who knew that Wesley had just started the black car with a pungent smell inside the car, stepped on the accelerator, and suddenly lost control of his body.

"I'm awake, I'm awake... oh oh oh oh!!"

"Be careful!" Wesley silently sweated for his own safety.

"I don't know how to drive!" All the boy could do was to let go of the accelerator while holding the steering wheel tightly.

The steering wheel immediately made an overwhelmed sound.

"If I were you, I'd be lighter."

A few seconds later, a game-like operation panel suddenly appeared in front of the boy's eyes. There were only a few graphics, but at a glance, it was the steering wheel, the gear position and the accelerator. There were simple and easy-to-understand arrows on it. .The boy wiped his eye sockets, wiped off the water dripping from the ends of his hair, and let out a silent exclamation.

"You just need to follow along," Wesley reminded kindly: "Remember not to look outside the car."

"Okay, okay, uh—where's the brake?"

"No brakes."

There was a short silence, the boy pretended to forget to brake, and took the initiative to provoke the topic: "Well, who are you, I mean, where are those people just now? I don't remember it at all, you helped me solve it?... What are you? What, I mean who are you? And what about this window, you are really in my brain, not my second personality?

... Are you AI?No, it can't be, and the ai won't be in my brain, but really... God, who the hell are you, are you a mutant?And... Where are we going, I think I have to go home," he spoke slowly: "My family, she will go crazy. "

Wesley felt that the professional level of the system would definitely send him home, but when he looked at the map that seemed to be endless for a while, he felt strange, and at the same time put the map in front of the boy through his own consciousness: "your home?"

"This is Queens." The boy said in surprise, "My home is near this coordinate. Are you really an artificial intelligence?"

"……"The Queen?How does it feel weird.

"By the way, you haven't answered my question, sir? My name is Peter. Peter Parker. How about you?"

I go!

Wesley said a little out of his body: "I haven't decided what to call, you can call me anything."

"Uh...then call you Cole, okay?" Peter tentatively asked.

"..." Stop pretending, I know you just peeked at the billboard outside the car window.

God, he said where did this inexplicable familiarity come from, but who would have thought that Peter Parker would not go to school during the day and stay in Manhattan after dark?

Of course, there may be a reason for what happened today. It turned out that the child was bitten by a spider instead of awakening his mutant abilities.

"System, since it's Peter Parker, why should I come? No matter how he looks at it, he won't die!"

"The development of bioengineering in this world is more advanced. The spider that bit Spider-Man is no longer the same one. If you don't accept the task, according to the historical track, Peter will lose consciousness after a short burst. died prematurely."

"Cole, Cole?" Peter's hesitant voice sounded again with some heavy breathing: "I don't mean anything else, I just want to ask, will you stay here with me all the time?"

"what happened?"

"I feel a little uncomfortable again." Peter raised his hand and wiped his forehead, this time it was sweat, he forced a smile: "I think..."

"Don't—" fainted, before the last three words were spoken, Wesley took control of the steering wheel again.

All right, you can sleep well.

Wesley silently became the little spider's nanny.

Fortunately, when he returned to Peter's apartment building, the child regained some consciousness. He went upstairs to leave a message for Aunt Mei who was on the night shift, and then fell down on the bed in the bedroom.

"Cole," Peter asked in a low voice before his consciousness disappeared again, "will you stay here with me?"

Wesley is also a little soft-hearted for this fragile and innocent first client. The fate of Spider-Man is the same as that of other superheroes.

After a moment of silence, just like before, Peter heard a voice in his mind without much emotion, but with a hint of warmth:

"You are safe, I must leave."

"Yes, there are still many people who need your help." Peter was considerate, knowing that this kind of adventure would not happen every day, but he still couldn't help asking: "I will meet you again in the future?"

"Even if it happens, it's definitely not a good time."

"Thanks, Cole..."

"You're welcome..." Before he finished speaking, Wesley's face changed, and he suddenly felt a splitting headache. If it wasn't still in Peter's mind, he would definitely yell.

"System, what's going on?"

The sense of detachment came again, and the system's voice said: "Your father is home, he seems to want to see you."

"..."

Crash—as if the gold coin fell into the purse, after the pleasant reminder, the system said: "Congratulations to the host for completing the novice task 1, unlocking the mutant ability, obtaining the first level of telepathy (weak telepathy), and opening the exchange of self-healing points function, and you will be rewarded with 30 points, please use it as appropriate.”

After releasing the rewards, the system said again: "In addition to accepting critical distress missions, starting tomorrow, I will assist you in receiving daily distress signals and completing rescue missions."

After the system's voice fell, Wesley, who returned to his body, opened his eyes, and his headache did not ease at all.

Don't talk about the mission first, okay, what is the situation now, do I still have the life to do the mission? !

I saw myself falling from the bed to the ground somehow, leaning my head against the bedside table, and reaching out to touch it, my palm was already stained with fresh blood.

"What's the matter, Wesley?"

An extremely tall figure stood in front of him like an iron tower, looking down at him, and said in a low voice as if suppressing his anger: "You tried it again, didn't you, you tried to use it again? How did Dad tell you, huh? "

To tell you the truth, I kind of forgot, please say it again, Dad!

"Why do you always fail to remember your lessons and don't know how to change!" William Brown looked at Wesley quietly for a while with a sullen face. After giving him a full sense of oppression, he took out a small device from his pocket, which looked like A car key.

Instinctively, there was a creeping sensation, and many images flooded up in his memory at the same time. Wesley swallowed his mouth, resisted his dizziness and hurriedly said: "No, no, I was wrong!"

He's not really a 15-year-old kid, and it's absolutely impossible to fight against this pervert at this time.

The adoptive father paused for a while, squatted down with his tall body, supported Wesley's head, looked at his face carefully and said, "No, Wesley, you don't understand, you will get better. As long as I teach you, you will become better in the future." It's getting better and better."

Realizing that he wouldn't let him go, Wesley's pupils shrank suddenly, and he asked tremblingly in his mind: "Sure... System? Hurry up..."

The specially made subcutaneous current suddenly passed through the inside of the body from the chest, and the scream was tightly covered by a big hand.

Help, I rely on, help!

New York Queens in the distance——

The suffering Peter suddenly opened his eyes in a coma, and after staring at the air for more than ten seconds, he looked around in confusion, and his body relaxed again.

Aunt May hasn't come back yet.

Strange, how could he dream of such a scene, who is Wesley?