In the end, the two of them didn't go to the park.
Because a temporary repair sign had been hung at the entrance of the park, it was closed for the day.
"Okay, the old facilities in this park do need some repair." Peter held Ébourg's hand as they stood in front of the park gate. "It seems we'll have to come again next time."
He shook Ébourg's hand and asked, "Can I?"
"Sure ~" Ébourg nodded obediently and asked, "Where are we going now, Peter?"
Peter scratched his head. "I don't know. Is there anywhere else you want to go?"
Ébourg looked up at Peter, his big eyes sparkling. "I want to go to the metropolis!"
"… That's a little difficult." Peter paused for a moment, then bent down and asked, "Why do you want to go to the metropolis?"
"Because Superman is there," Ébourg replied.
I have to throw this alien off Earth.
"Oh, are you a fan of Superman?" Peter, who didn't know the inside story, said as he rubbed Ébourg's hair. "But you might not see Superman in the metropolis. Superheroes are very busy."
"Why are they busy?" Ébourg asked.
"Because they have to save the world!" Peter said, "Iron Man, for example. He wears his Iron Man suit to fight bad guys, maintain world peace, and protect people's safety."
At the mention of his idol, Peter's chatterbox attribute immediately turned on. His eyes sparkled as he said quickly, "His Iron Man suit is super cool! I dream of asking him for an autograph. If possible, it would be best if we could take a photo together. Of course, I know that the chances of that are slim. He's so busy trying to save the world and running his Stark Industries. Oh, he used to be an arms dealer, but now he's in the clean energy business … "
Ébourg listened carefully to Peter and secretly remembered Iron Man. He was a good human.
"I still have a poster of him on the wall at home. I don't know if you saw it … Oh! Oh my god! Ébourg, look over there! "Suddenly, Peter stopped abruptly. He looked up at the sky and said with his eyes wide open," Look! That's a shooting star! "
Ébourg followed Peter's line of sight and saw that in the southwest direction, dark clouds were rolling in the distant sky. A ray of light quickly streaked across the dark clouds and fell straight down.
Peter blinked in shock and said, "OMG! Did it fall down?! "
Ébourg narrowed his eyes. The ends of his hair floated up when Peter wasn't paying attention, and then suddenly fell back down.
Ébourg tugged at Peter's sleeve and asked him in a childish voice, "Peter, can we go and take a look at that?"
His chubby little finger pointed in the southwest direction. Peter was stunned. "No, that's too far away. We don't even know where it fell, and we can't get there."
"I can go." Ébourg tilted his head and said, "I can take you there."
Peter: "… Your mutant ability?"
Ébourg blinked and nodded hesitantly.
"Oh my god, how many mutant abilities do you have …" Peter quickly looked around. Fortunately, because the park was closed, there was no one around except for them.
He grabbed Ébourg's shoulder and said sternly, "Listen, Ébourg, you can't let anyone know about your ability. It will bring you trouble. Not everyone can treat you the same way as me. After all, I have a superpower too."
He said word by word, "You can't just casually tell anyone about this."
Looking at Peter's serious expression, Ébourg nodded obediently.
Then he asked tentatively, "Then can we go over?"
Peter really wanted to say no, but the high school student Peter Parker, who was a bit of a brat by nature, was actually still a little curious.
"… Yes." Peter nodded hesitantly. "How are you going to go over?"
Ébourg showed his exclusive smile, grabbed Peter's hand and said, "Let's go over like this."
Peter only felt like a white light flashed in front of his eyes. It was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes. When the dazzling white light finally disappeared, Peter opened his eyes. Then he was shocked to find that he didn't even feel anything. In the blink of an eye, he really came to an unfamiliar place.
Unlike the greenery at the entrance of the park, where they were standing now was a desert. The sand under their feet was dry, and there was no trace of green as far as the eye could see.
Peter held Ébourg's hand and stood up. He looked around. "Oh my god, where are we?"
As he spoke, a gust of wind blew, and sand covered Peter's face.
"New Mexico," Ébourg replied.
Peter wiped his face and widened his eyes. "This is really … shocking. I haven't even left New York, and I'm almost out of the country?!"
After all, New Mexico was almost the border area of the United States!
Not far from them, there was a huge round pit in the sand. Ébourg's gaze stopped there. He pointed and said, "There it is."
Peter held Ébourg's hand and walked over. When they stood at the edge of the huge round pit, they finally saw what seemed to be a hammer at the bottom of the pit.
The slope was too steep, and Peter was worried that Ébourg's short legs would fall. He picked up Ébourg and jumped lightly from the top to the bottom of the pit.
"This is really a hammer." Peter put Ébourg down and looked at him carefully. Then he looked up at the sky with a face full of question marks. "A hammer fell from the sky?"
He thought it would be a meteorite. It turned out that common sense had limited his imagination.
Just as Peter was puzzled, Ébourg had already circled around the hammer. He looked at it and had a plan in his mind.
This was a weapon forged from the core of a dying planet, and the core of the planet was basically the same as Ébourg's. In theory, Ébourg was the core of the Earth. Without Ébourg, the Earth would not survive for more than half a month and would completely wither. Similarly, Ébourg's energy would also be exhausted one day. Perhaps in a few tens of billions of years, when Ébourg entered his old age, he would also enter a dying state.
It had to be said that when encountering the same energy, devouring the other party would definitely strengthen one's own energy.
Ébourg's eyes flashed. After eating this hammer, he could contribute to the Earth for at least a few hundred years.
With that thought, Ébourg seemed to smell the energy fragrance emitted by the hammer.
Meow Meow Hammer: Trembling
Peter observed for a long time and felt that the hammer didn't seem to be dangerous, so he reached out to pull it.
Then little Peter found that he had the strength to lift a truck, but he couldn't lift this hammer?!
Peter grabbed the handle of the hammer with both hands in disbelief and exerted all his strength.
"Hey!" With a red face, Peter didn't lift the hammer.
Peter stepped on the stone under the hammer and exerted all his strength with his hands and feet. The muscles hidden under his clothes bulged and were full of strength.
"Ha!"
He still didn't succeed.
Peter stepped back and gasped. "Well, it seems that this is really an unusual hammer. I can't even lift it. It really fell from the sky."
Ébourg looked at Peter and took two steps forward with his short legs. He stretched out his chubby little hand, and three shallow little hands could be seen on the back of his hand.
Then, under Peter's incredulous gaze, he easily lifted the hammer.
He lifted it up so easily?!
Peter's eyes widened. "You can actually lift it?!"
Ébourg shook the hammer in his hand indifferently. "Is it heavy?"
He didn't know how impactful it was for him to lift up a hammer that was half his size.
"Let me try again!" Peter reluctantly reached out to take the strange hammer from Ébourg's hand, but he didn't feel the ease Ébourg showed. Instead, he felt a huge weight the moment he received the hammer, and his whole body fell to the ground with the hammer.
"Oh!" Peter got up from the ground and patted the dirt off his body. "This is unbelievable."
Peter took off his jacket. It was too hot in the desert. He turned to look at Ébourg. "Ébourg, your ability is simply too … Ébourg! What are you doing?! "
Just as Peter took off his jacket, Ébourg finally couldn't resist the temptation of the hammer and bit it while he wasn't paying attention!
Peter hurriedly pulled Ébourg away. Then, to his despair, he found that Ébourg had actually bitten off the hammer. The originally complete hammer was now missing a small piece, and there was a neat bite mark on it.
Ébourg looked at Peter innocently as he chewed on the crispy crunch in his mouth.
"Oh my god! Ébourg, spit it out quickly! " Peter said anxiously to him. "Why did you eat a hammer? It's made of metal. How can you bite it off?! Your teeth will shatter! Spit it out quickly! "
Ébourg heard this and quickly chewed a few times. He quickly swallowed the thing in his mouth and opened his mouth. "Ah … Look, it's gone!"
"Oh my god, Ébourg, how can you really swallow it!" Peter covered his face in despair and said worriedly, "You'll get sick!"
"Don't worry, Peter. I'm fine." Ébourg pulled Peter's sleeve and smiled shyly. "This tastes especially good."
"No! We have to go to the hospital immediately! "Peter said." Hurry up, Ébourg. We have to go to the hospital. You have to have your stomach checked! "
"There's really no need for that, Peter. I'm fine." Ébourg patted his stomach. "I'm not an ordinary person, remember? I'll be fine. "
Peter looked at him hesitantly.
Ébourg opened his mouth. "Look, this is like cotton candy to me. My teeth are completely fine."
Peter rubbed Ébourg's hair hard. "You almost scared me to death!"
Ébourg smiled sweetly at him and asked, "Can I continue eating then?"
"No!" Peter refused without thinking. "Even if you can bite it, you won't eat a hammer. Let's not talk about the fact that it's a hammer. Let's talk about the countless bacteria on it. Also, it's all sand here. I don't even dare to imagine what you've eaten!"
"Oh …" Ébourg looked reluctantly at the hammer that he had only taken a bite out of and said pitifully, "Okay …"
This time, Ébourg's pitiful act was useless. Peter's attitude was very firm.
He said coldly, "Let's go home!"
Ébourg had to give up the delicious hammer and take Peter home.
…
Later, when Thor the God of Thunder finally found his Mjölnir hammer.
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