#668 - Invincible Young Hero: How come my father is the owner of a newspaper?

Mark Grayson was pondering what Spider-Man was all about when he suddenly saw a news broadcast on the large screen in the city square in the distance.

Appearing in the live broadcast was none other than his father—Omni-Man!

No, that's not right!

Although the person looked almost exactly like his father, the temperament was completely different.

Who is that?!

Mark Grayson was stunned for a moment, a big question mark appearing in his head.

Could it be that in this world where he was teleported to by Raven, his father didn't become a superhero?

With a doubtful heart, Mark Grayson turned his gaze to the screen in the square.

"Hi, dear viewers, this is J. Jonah Jameson from the Daily Bugle, and I want to say a few sincere words to everyone. Right now, the streets and alleys are full of praise for Spider-Man, and I don't think this is a good phenomenon."

"Because Spider-Man has never been a city superhero, he is just a criminal and destroyer of this city. Think about it, who would want their children to imitate Spider-Man? If your children imitate Spider-Man, he is likely to hurt himself. Children should emulate more traditional heroes, such as John Jameson, who has become an astronaut…"

Jameson, who claimed to be the owner of the Daily Bugle, spoke eloquently, "The heroes that children should admire are astronauts, not Spider-Man!"

After thinking for a long time without understanding, Mark decided to first learn about this world and then find a way to return to his original world.

His father was still on Thraxa, ready to deal with the Viltrumites who might appear at any time.

His mother was at home taking care of his younger brother.

If he couldn't return to his original world, he didn't know what terrible things would happen in the end.

Also,

Raven, who had already turned to the dark side, didn't know who would stop her.

Would Mr. Padrick be a match for his own daughter?

If Mr. Padrick couldn't do it, then no one would be able to stop her, and his world would probably suffer.

After all, Raven once said that even Omni-Man and the Viltrumites would not be her opponents.

Taking a deep breath, Mark took off his glasses that were broken by Raven and decided to get a new pair first.

On the other side, J. Jonah Jameson, the owner of the Daily Bugle, a man who not only looked exactly like Omni-Man but also had almost the same voice, was smoking his cigar and shouting at his employees: "Look at your headlines for the past few days—Osborn Manor catches fire. Are you planning to use the fire in a house inhabited by these fat cats as a headline?"

"This is a garbage story, this story is too garbage. We don't even have any decent technology to figure out what's going on."

After blasting the newspaper employees, Jameson waved his hand, "Tomorrow, change all the headlines to Spider-Man. This guy who wears tights and swings around the city is our headline. This is the guarantee of newspaper sales. I want to know his name, I want to know his zodiac sign!"

Although he blasted Spider-Man on TV, Jameson still wanted to leave the front-page headlines to him.

Hearing the boss mention Spider-Man again and being very interested in Spider-Man, the employees looked at each other: the boss was really two-faced, saying he hated Spider-Man, but his body was very honest.

"I want to know if those stories about him climbing walls are true. Can he really climb walls? Is he a mutant? Is he an extraterrestrial who came to Earth on a rocket?"

Slamming the table, Jameson said in his characteristic loud voice: "I want to know if he really has those superpowers, or is he just a fraud!"

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the editor sitting next to him, "Urich, I need you to go to the stadium and quickly find a way to write some follow-up reports about the robbery."

"What?"

Urich blinked, not quite hearing the task that the boss had assigned to him.

"I heard that Spider-Man is also related to that robbery. I want to know if that kid participated in the robbery. If that's really the case, why is that boy scout in pajamas still wandering around the streets all day?"

Urich said to him: "But Jonah, my job is…"

Before he could finish speaking, Jameson interrupted him, "You can let Murdock sit on his ass and wait for a few days. If there is no progress, you should give up."

Saying that, he looked at all the reporters, "I want to know everything about Spider-Man. I've already smelled it. This will be our new hot topic. Is he a hero or a criminal, is he hypocrisy or a scam? People won't… they won't be satisfied with just knowing one aspect of his life."

"And in fact, this time, I want that crawling guy to be on the front page of our newspaper."

"Okay, meeting adjourned, everyone get moving!"

After the meeting, after everyone left, Jameson sat in the manager's chair, smoking a cigar and looking at his family portrait on the table.

The family portrait showed him, his wife, and his son John Jameson.

Earlier, he said that he suggested that children should emulate traditional heroes, and he was talking about his son, John Jameson, who had now become an astronaut.

Putting down the cigar in his mouth, he thought of Spider-Man, whom he had just discussed.

In fact, he didn't hate Spider-Man for no reason.

His father was a war hero in the media and in front of the public, but at home, he was a grumpy and abusive man.

Jameson grew up in this kind of torment.

Therefore, Jameson regarded his father's disguise in front of the public and the media as a "mask", and at the same time, he associated this "mask" with Spider-Man.

He believed that Spider-Man was just pretending to be a hero, and in private, he might be a despicable villain, a complete bastard.

Under Spider-Man's mask, there was something hidden that was the same as his father.

"Squeak!"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Urich suddenly walked in.

Jameson, very dissatisfied with his subordinate disturbing him, shouted at Urich: "Ben, you better explain your rude behavior to me, otherwise your bonus will be cut in half this week!"

Urich walked over and handed him the photo in his hand, "Jonah, if you see the photo in my hand, you will not only not deduct my bonus, but also reward me."

Saying that, he handed the photo to Jameson.

Jameson was stunned when he looked at the somewhat blurry photo.

The blurry image was a photo of Spider-Man swinging around the city, but it was not the Spider-Man he was familiar with.

The black and white spider suit with red lines in the middle and a hood was obviously different from the Spider-Man he knew.

Looking at the hooded Spider-Man, whose figure was slender and well-proportioned, and was obviously a woman, Jameson was stunned for a moment, and then asked Urich: "Is this a female Spider-Man, a fake Spider-Man?"

"I'm afraid so."

Evening.

After wandering around the city a few times, Mark Grayson roughly learned the information about this world.

This world did not have the Global Defense Agency, nor did it have Omni-Man.

There was no Padrick Farm, no Mr. Peter Padrick, and no children with superpowers.

There were only some villains whose names he had never heard of and some superheroes.

Among the many superheroes, the most famous should be Spider-Man in New York.

This superhero, who shoots spider silk from his wrists and swings around the city, seems to be very popular.

Unfortunately, this Spider-Man doesn't seem to have the ability to send himself back.

Sighing, Mark looked up at the coffee shop opposite, preparing to go inside for something to eat.

Just as he was about to cross the road, he saw a blonde girl with a ponytail, holding books in her hands and carrying a backpack on her shoulder, walking out of the coffee shop.

Just as the girl with an outstanding temperament left the coffee shop, a black man wearing a hat ran up behind her, snatched the blonde girl's backpack, and was about to run away.

Seeing the blonde girl's backpack being snatched, Mark immediately activated his super speed, and moved to the robber in a "whoosh".

"Hey! Buddy."

Greeting the black man who was startled, Mark stretched out his fist and punched him in the nose, causing him to squat on the ground clutching his nose and screaming.

"You're a little unlucky today."

Picking up the backpack, Mark Grayson handed it to the girl who was running over panting.

"Thank you, thank you."

The blonde girl thanked Mark repeatedly.

Although Mark's clothes were a bit strange, the yellow hood covered the upper half of his head, only revealing the lower half of his face, and he was wearing glasses, which looked out of place.

"You're welcome. Since I saw it, of course, I wouldn't let him go."

The blonde girl nodded, then asked: "Uh, thank you, can I know your name?"

Mark Grayson said to her: "I am Invincible."

"Invincible?"

Hearing this strange name, the blonde girl was slightly stunned, then pretended to be calm and replied to Mark: "I am Gwen, Gwen Stacy, studying at a nearby university."

Just as Gwen said her name, Mark suddenly felt something moving behind him.

Turning his head sharply, Mark saw a black and white figure flash into a nearby alley.

Mark quickly followed, only to see a female figure wearing a black and white uniform and a hood, shooting spider silk and swinging towards a distant building.

"Is that Spider-Man?"

Looking at the disappearing figure, Mark couldn't help but murmur.

No, that's not right!

That's not Spider-Man. Spider-Man's uniform is not this color, and Spider-Man in this world is not a woman.