In addition, there was also a number representing his own world.
Earth-199999!
"This is… the universe designation for different Spider-Man universes?" Peter realized, "So, the Multiverse really does exist!"
"Could it be that the thing on me is actually a collection of Multiversal singularities, recording countless parallel universe singularities within the Multiverse?"
"And I can use these singularities to travel my consciousness between two different parallel universes, possessing the 'me' in the parallel universe."
"Will I be able to physically travel through these singularities one day, and meet the 'me' from other parallel universes in person?"
Peter came up with countless ideas, imagining the scene of himself, Spider-Man Noir, and Amazing Spider-Man sitting together and chatting one day, which he found very interesting.
His thoughts began to wander.
He understood the concept of the Multiverse.
The Multiverse could be imagined as an infinitely tall building, with each floor representing a parallel universe.
However, because the occupants of each floor – the residents of each parallel universe – made different choices as they lived on their floors, such as different decorating schemes and lifestyles, each floor had a unique appearance.
The residents of the first floor preferred a Western pastoral style, so the first floor was decorated in that way.
The residents of the second floor liked a Western classical style, so the second floor was decorated to resemble a medieval castle.
The residents of the third floor preferred a Chinese style, so the third floor was decorated in that style.
The residents of the thirteenth floor wanted to rent it out, so they converted it into "luxurious" five-square-meter cubicles.
Some residents might have turned into zombies, so that floor's inhabitants would be zombies.
Other floors might be bought by non-human residents, so that floor would become a non-human's home.
The Multiverse, countless worlds, infinite possibilities!
And the Glowing Web in his mind was the elevator connecting the different floors.
Those numbers were the "floor numbers" in the elevator.
As long as he controlled the elevator and knew the floor number, he could go to the corresponding floor.
Most residents didn't know about or couldn't use this elevator; only a small number knew of its existence.
And he was one of this small number!
Peter didn't think that in such a vast Multiverse, he was the only one.
Maybe he had some small luck and cleverness, but he didn't think he was the luckiest or smartest one.
Iron Man isn't a lot smarter than him?
Having been surprised by the existence of the Multiverse's multiple realities, Peter brought his wandering thoughts back to the present.
He was a little curious about what he could gain from the Amazing Spider-Man this time.
Spider-Sense? Seemed like there wasn't one.
Strength, speed, agility? Seemed like there wasn't any of that either.
No gains at all?
Peter thought for a moment. Perhaps it was because this time, the gains were like Spider-Man Noir's "reasoning, insight, and stealth" abilities, a "software" enhancement rather than a "hardware" upgrade.
That wasn't bad either.
Actually, in terms of hardware, meaning his physical attributes, Peter was already very good.
He could catch a car kicked by Ant-Man with his bare hands!
A bus weighing seven to eight tons was thrown at him; anyone could imagine the kinetic energy involved.
But he could catch it with his bare hands.
And he felt that this was far from the limit of his strength.
Peter was quite satisfied with this kind of power. If it were any greater, he would have to be even more careful in his daily life, which he didn't really like.
After tidying everything up, Peter looked at the time and saw that it was already seven o'clock.
Although he had been busy all night, his body was full of energy.
When his consciousness went to Earth-120703 to merge with Amazing Spider-Man, his own body was actually in a dormant state.
Theoretically, his consciousness could remain awake indefinitely – he just needed to switch to another universe when his body here felt tired.
But that was just a theory.
Because even if his body could handle it, his consciousness probably couldn't.
And this time traveling also made him realize a problem: when he merged with other Spider-Men in different worlds, he would inevitably receive some of their experiences and be influenced by them.
If he didn't use it sparingly, he might go crazy.
"Why don't I get up early and make Aunt May breakfast?" Peter sat up.
He thought of the two Aunt Mays he'd encountered, both childless and widowed in their later years, and very miserable.
Well, his own Aunt May didn't even have a boyfriend.
It's pretty rough, too.
Peter got out of bed, got dressed, and washed up before heading to the kitchen.
Breakfast was pretty simple, actually.
He took a few slices of toast from the fridge, heated two cups of milk, and then cracked two eggs into the frying pan.
In a few minutes, a steaming hot breakfast was on the table.
As Peter placed the breakfast on the kitchen table, Aunt May finished washing up and walked into the kitchen.
Seeing Peter, who was wearing an apron and busy, she was taken aback.
"Oh, what's the occasion today?"
"Hey, is that how you talk to your own nephew? Shouldn't you be saying something like, 'Wow, this kid is so considerate today, he's totally awesome'?" Peter said, spreading butter on his toast, while grumbling.
"You are pretty awesome today!" Aunt May looked at Peter seriously, walked over, and kissed him. "Hehe, our Peter has grown up, he makes me breakfast now, how wonderful!"
Peter blushed a little. The past me really didn't care enough about the people around him.
Aunt May had been taking care of him all these years; she was his superhero.
But after gaining superpowers, he only thought about going out to fight for justice, being a superhero for others, but he never thought about giving Aunt May more care.
Aunt May picked up a slice of toast, spread some butter on it, added some eggs and lettuce, and quickly ate it.
"Aunt May, do you have something to do today?" Peter was a little puzzled. This didn't seem like Aunt May's usual state; she was usually unhurried.
Oh, except when Peter was late for school because he woke up late.
At that time, she wanted nothing more than to whip him and drive him to school.
Aunt May ate heartily, chewing as she replied unclearly, "Today... charity cross-country."
"Can you swallow before you speak?" Peter reminded her helplessly.
Glug.
After swallowing, Aunt May quickly said, "Today, the Public Aid Center is holding a special charity event, combining sports and charity. The sports include whitewater rafting, off-road four-wheeling, bungee jumping, and so on. It's so exciting!"
Peter: "The sponsor wouldn't happen to be Red Bull, would it?"
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