Spider-Man is the symbol of this city. It can be said that it is the most popular and hated by some people.

If you are popular and have fans, you will have interests, and if you are profitable, you will have business opportunities.

Therefore, Spider-Man peripheral products are the most popular.

Toys, clothing, etc., and even high-end customizations.

At this time, a high-end private tailor shop that makes imitations of war suits for Spider-Man fans.

Mark walked into the store with a pair of sunglasses that could cover half of his face.

"Purchase or order?"

The boss, who was busy, asked without raising his head.

Mark said lightly: "Care goods."

The boss looked up and saw Mark, and showed a flattering smile, saying, "It's you, boss!"

"Are everything good?"

"Okay! Of course!" The boss stood up with a smile and said, "Wait for me, I'll get it for you."

Mark nodded.

After a while, the boss pushed out a cardboard box and said, "For a big customer like you, I can provide same-city delivery service here."

Twenty custom-made versions of Spider-Man battle suits at one time, and the materials are the best, this is a big business.

Mark nodded and said, "No need to worry."

"Do you want to open it and take a look?" the boss asked.

Mark nodded, the boss opened the carton, took out a set of war suits and handed them to Mark, and said, "The guest's design is very beautiful. This is the first time I have seen such a war suit."

Most people come to him to customize the suits, which are the same as Spider-Man, and there are also spider-armors with different colors and completely different designs. He also took this order, but not many.

Mark smiled faintly, opened his suit and showed a satisfied smile.

The black suit was covered with dark silver spider webs.

A white spider landed on his chest, as if he was preying on his feet, stretching his slender spider legs, as if he was embracing Mark, and looked lifelike.

Touching the suit, pulling it casually, feeling the elasticity of the suit, Mark said: "It's done well."

"That's of course. My battle suit is the best among my peers."

Mark threw the suit into the box, took out a card, handed it over, and said, "Free the final payment from here."

"OK!"

The boss smiled and went to the counter to swipe the card, handed the card to Mark, and said thoughtfully: "Do you want me to send the things to the car for you?"

"It's trouble."

Mark smiled and nodded, waiting for the boss to deliver the things outside, and moved them into the taxi waiting for Mark.

"Welcome next time."

The boss said with a smile, and after watching Mark leave, he muttered with a strange look: "It's so low-key to be so rich these days."

Those twenty sets of customized suits can buy several of these cars.

Half an hour later, after taking a taxi, Mark finally found an unmanned street. After asking the driver to stop, Mark paid and got out of the car with a cardboard box. When the driver left, he saw that no one was paying attention and no monitoring, he received all of them in the ring.

The Ring was taken away during the time he was doing the experimental subjects, but in the end, Mark fought for it in a way that did not cooperate with the experiment, and the other party did not study anything. After thinking that the Ring was just something that was commemorative to Mark, he returned the Ring to him.

After packing up the things, Mark changed his coat, walked along the street for several minutes, and then took a taxi back to his apartment.

This apartment is the welfare given to Mark by the system in this world so that he will not be left on the streets when he comes to this world.

As this week passed, Mark discovered some small secrets, or some small benefits of this home.

For example, a very good deposit, a high-tech piece, can provide him with criminal information, and even detect cell phones that are committing crimes around him, as well as a secret wardrobe.

This is the first time the system has been so good to him, and it makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

After closing the door, Mark took out all the battle suits from the ring and put them in the secret wardrobe.

The space for placing rings is limited, so you can't put all your battle suits on it.

Over the past week, in addition to customizing the battle suit, he has also practiced his wall climbing skills very skillfully, but don’t expect him to do it himself in terms of spider silk.

However, he also had a way to get the spider-silk launcher, which was... to find other Spider-Man.

You should know that except Toby Parker, other Spider-Man have spider-silk launchers.

“Entertainment tonight.”

Mark murmured and walked into the kitchen.

In order to give enough energy to today's nightlife, he must fill his stomach first.

...

At night in New York, the lights are bright, like stars in the sky, but under these countless lights and in the darkness, countless sins occur at all times.

Night is a favorite of criminals and a time for Spider-Man to hunt.

Hunting is not actually accurate, but to be more precise, Spider-Man has started working.

Every day, night shift check-in starts with arresting a criminal.

Mark, wearing a black suit, stood on the roof of the apartment building, looking down from a height of hundreds of meters, his eyes flashing slightly.

This is the first time he has done this. If he fails, he will not die, but it will take some time to recover. However, he still has a little confidence in what he wants to do next.

Taking a deep breath, Mark jumped directly from the rooftop.

The body fell rapidly under the influence of gravity, and the stimulation brought by the weightlessness made Mark gradually excited.

But just falling like this is not the result that Mark wants.

A little blue light flashed deep in his eyes, and the wind gathered around Mark's body under the control of Mark. Then Mark's falling speed slowed down and his body slid forward.

Success!

A smile appeared on Mark's face under his mask.

Although his ability makes him unable to fly, he can still do it.

In this way, even without spider silk, he can move quickly.

After a few dozen seconds, Mark landed on another building, and several jumps on the roof, then took out the mobile phone equipped for him by the system and found a target for him.

Tap it gently on the phone screen and a virtual screen jumped out.

The one that represents the Mark is a green triangle.

Around the triangle representing the Mark, there are white dots.

The points that are committing crimes will change color, from light to dark, respectively, to yellow, orange, red, and the highest level of black.

Mark looked at his current position and raised his eyebrows.

There are several ongoing crimes within a radius of one kilometer, and the area where Mark is located is still a relatively good area for public security.

"What a high crime rate." Mark murmured, then smiled and said, "I have to perform well tonight."

Today is his debut!
Chapter completed!