Although it is a happy thing to heal the injury, if the price is to be stripped of it...

...Let him die.

The little spider trembled and pinched a corner of his underwear, almost breathing. He felt a hot stream rushing on his face, burning his cheeks hot. His tongue, which he could not stop, seemed to be rusted in his mouth, and he couldn't ask, "Can you give me some clothes to wear?"

After a few seconds, he remembered it and hurriedly reached out and touched his face. His fingers touched the familiar fabric and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Although... at least the other party carefully kept a mask for him.

"You..." He wanted to say something, but stopped, "I... thank you anyway."

...Laniya insisted on being calm and pretended not to see it.

She briefly told him about what happened after he fainted, omitting herself to bite the sealed tube and fuse the dragon blood, but saying that she happened to be able to contact Iron Man, and finally watched the "Iron Man vs. Dragon Man", perfectly pushing the pot to Mr. Stark who was not present.

She thought Spider-Man would ask about the whereabouts of Dragon Blood. Who knew that after listening to her story, his first reaction was-

"Do you know Iron Man?" he exclaimed, "Wow, I mean, he, me, I have always...he's my idol."

His tone was full of amazement. Rania was hard to explain, so she nodded vaguely and quickly brought up the topic.

"I didn't treat the wound on my face, you go back and take a look at it yourself," she said.

"Ah, oh, okay." The little spider nodded.

He lowered his head and couldn't help but touch his lower abdomen curiously. The boy's body was thinner than that of an adult, with long limbs and clear abdominal muscles, and no scars were found.

So in addition to being particularly heavy... can make the pants disappear, Little Red Riding Hood also has the ability to heal?

He was thinking, and a rustling sound came from front of him. When he looked up, Little Red Riding Hood—wait, now it can't be said to be Little Red Riding Hood, she is not wearing the red cape.

"Are your cloak too, uh, you've gotten rid of it?" he asked.

Hearing his voice, Rania paused and her eyes moved subtly.

"You might be cold," she said.

Little Spider: "..."

He looked down and saw the familiar red under him.

Hahaha, this shows that the Little Red Riding Hood sister is also very careful in addition to her weird habits...

...Wait, why is this scene getting stranger the more you think about it? It's like Danielle lying on the Mawang's bed...

"Is there any other problem?" Rania asked.

No, no, don't think about it.

Peter shook his head quickly, threw his random thoughts out of his head, and joked: "No, it just sounds a little... strange, but I'm fine! It's okay! You won't do anything strange to me anyway."

Rania subconsciously hesitated: "Uh..."

In order to repair the wound, she took photos of Spider-Man. After repairing, she saved the photos. So theoretically, there is a photo of Spider-Man wearing only underwear in her album...

She thought for a second, then suddenly reacted and quickly changed her words: "...no."

...It's a pity that her hesitation has already explained everything.

Little Spider: "…………………………”

Rania discovered in despair that Spider-Man seemed to be fainting.

...

In the end, Spider-Man said nothing, and remained silent until he left, which was completely different from his previous nagging look.

In response to this, Rania: "…"

Don't want to talk.

Because he was worried that Spider-Man would freeze into a popsicle in the wind and snow without any help, he would be treated as a pervert. After Rania returned the clothes to him, she also gave him the cloak.

The reason for giving it up was because Rania felt that with his stiff hands and feet now, he probably never wanted to meet her again...

Only after sending the friend away did Rania have time to ask Jarvis about the person in charge.

"The last word he said was 'new', probably the first half of the last name, and there was no reference value," Jarvis said. "But when asked about him, I checked his tweet."

After clicking the avatar from "Nearby" to enter the personal homepage, the tweets you see are the voice of a person, and the voice is updated according to people's feelings at all times. Therefore, even if you lie, the answer to the question will be presented in the voice tweet.

"Because of Dragon Blood, he almost lost his mind, and most of the information was garbled. I found out from the remaining tweets that their headquarters were in Gotham," he said.

While talking, Rania had already walked to the nearest residential building with all the vacant rooms and went upstairs, but she did not enter the empty room, but walked up the stairs, walked to the door of the rooftop rooftop, and pushed open the door vigorously.

The cold wind rolling with snowflakes hits my face.

“…Lania?”

The cold made his mind clearer, Rania exhaled and sat down on the edge of the rooftop.

"Yeah." she said.

They didn't speak for a while.

After a while, Jarvis spoke: "Rania, Gotham is a dangerous city, I don't recommend you go there now."

His voice was low and magnetic, and his British accent showed a little tenderness that was inconsistent with it.

"I have [Dragon Craft] and [Picsart] now," said Rania, "and I have a manor there."

Her eyelashes drooped, half covering her green eyes, and slightly tilted her head, looking a little childishly stubborn and innocent.

But Jarvis knew that this was not Lania's willfulness. She did want to go to that city. She had a firm will and no one could change it, although it was obvious that she had given up pursuing the truth not long ago.

He also knew why she suddenly made a decision, and because of this, he didn't know what to say.

...He couldn't face the straightforward but soft kindness of this little girl.

Rania repeated: "We agreed that if I can survive, we will say goodbye."

She was clearly saying parting words, but her emotions still did not fluctuate at all. Her eyes were turned to the void that was raging with the wind and snow, as if she was just mentioning a trivial matter that was not worthy of justice.

"Forgive me, Miss, you still have a lot to learn. I don't want me to be a teacher who gave up halfway."

Rania thought for a while, "If this is the case, you should have a schedule. You can send me that and I will do it."

"Raniya..."

"I'm not a child, I know what I'm going to do," said Rania.

In a simple sentence, she drew an insurmountable barrier between them.

Jarvis was silent for a while.

"I'm sorry," he said.

"So too," said Rania, "but you are not my siri."

All the words have been said.

If it was a farewell, Jarvis thought that in his vision, it should be a warm and friendly farewell. Although it was an accident at the beginning, he also gained a lot because of Lania and saw the vast vast starry sky from her. He thought that when he returned to his husband, he could introduce Lania to him, and he would also hide her secret for Lania. He originally thought that he could handle everything perfectly, just like everything he had done in the past.

Just as Rania said that, Jarvis felt that the data stream that had been shackled him was slowly retreating, as unhappy as their masters.

But this is the only thing he thought he might not be able to do anything well.

"...Thank you for your understanding, Miss." He said.

"goodbye."

After this sentence, the intelligent program fell silent, and the golden data sank into the network along the mobile signal and disappeared into the vast data stream.

On the rooftop, the girl was still staring at the void.

The snowflakes fell on her body, gradually covered with black hair.

After a long time, the girl with frost and snow moved.

She asked softly, "Jarvis?"

No answer.

...

Stark Building.

Because of the intelligent butler's care, this building under Stark never needs night security, not to mention that it was once the headquarters of the Avengers. At least in New York, no one would be stupid enough to try to challenge Iron Man's security measures.

The wind and snow are getting heavier. A few days ago, this long-planned blizzard had already appeared in the weather preview host. Until today, it finally accumulated enough chills and blew a fluff of ice and snow to every corner of New York.

There are only scattered lights on the street, and there is a little warmth alone.

If someone looked at the Stark Building at this moment, through the cover of wind and snow, he might see a faint golden halo flowing through the surface of the building, flashing away.

The silent room suddenly lit up.

Soon after, a figure of burning flames broke through the snow curtain and landed on the platform high in Stark Building.

Tony walked into the building, the glass door closed, blocking the ice and snow outside the window. The suit was automatically closed with his pace. He walked to the bar with a dark face and poured himself a cup of coffee. He was about to take a sip when he suddenly raised his head alertly.

"Jarvis?"

He just instinctively felt something was wrong, but as soon as he finished speaking, a very soft sigh suddenly sounded in the room.
To be continued...