Peter subconsciously pushed off with both feet.
"Whoosh—"
His entire person soared into the air.
This jump was actually two meters high, like a startled antelope.
He traced an extremely exaggerated parabola in the air, cleared the roof of the cleaning truck, and then landed with a thud, somewhat stumbling on the steps of the school gate.
Upon landing, due to the excessive force, the rubber soles of his shoes screeched against the concrete floor.
Peter himself was clearly stunned by this height. He stood frozen in place, looking at his legs in horror, then at the massive cleaning truck behind him.
"I... I flew over?" he muttered to himself.
"System, load character card—Ai Haibara."
Alice stood on the steps of the school gate.
In the scientist's vision, Peter Parker's data was refreshing.
[Target: Peter Parker.]
[Status: Gene recombination 98% complete.]
[Muscle Density: 5 times that of a normal human.]
[Neural Reflex Speed: Increased by 15 times.]
[Vision Correction: Completed.]
"Took off his glasses?"
Alice noticed that Peter's black-framed glasses, which were always perched on his nose and wrapped in tape, were gone.
Those brown eyes, which used to always squint because of nearsightedness, were exceptionally bright now.
But he didn't look comfortable.
Peter stood in the bustling crowd, hands covering his ears in pain, brows furrowed, face pale.
Because his hearing was too sensitive, the campus white noise he was used to—the clatter of metal lockers, the distant whistle from the ball field, the chatter of hundreds of students, even the sound of a girl chewing gum dozens of meters away—
At this moment, it was like hundreds of loudspeakers screaming in his ears simultaneously, converging into a torrent of sound waves powerful enough to shatter his brain.
"Sensory overload."
Alice concluded.
"It's like an old computer suddenly being fitted with a top-tier graphics card and processor; the drivers are incompatible and are reporting errors frantically."
She walked down the steps, through the crowd, and came to Peter's side.
"Hi, Peter, you look like you're in good spirits today?"
Peter was startled by the sudden voice and jerked back violently, the movement so large he almost knocked over a passing cheerleader.
"Oh, Alice, it's you."
Peter felt a bit relieved seeing it was Alice, but still covered one ear and said in a low voice.
"God, can you keep it down? The noise here is like a hundred rock bands having a concert in my head; it's going to shake my brains out."
"You're not wearing glasses?" Alice asked knowingly.
"Uh, yeah." Peter touched the bridge of his nose, his eyes shifting slightly, yet filled with unbelievable excitement. "I slept last night, and when I woke up this morning, I found the glasses actually made it hard to see. After taking them off, the whole World became terrifyingly high-definition. I can even see the wing patterns of that fly on the tree over there, even its leg-rubbing movements are clear as day."
He held out his hand and looked at his palm, his voice trembling.
"Also, when I was brushing my teeth this morning, I accidentally squeezed the toothpaste tube till it burst. I mean, completely burst, sprayed all over the mirror. Alice, do I have some weird disease, like some precursor to gigantism caused by a pituitary mutation?"
Looking at this panicked future superhero who hadn't realized he'd hit the jackpot yet, Alice felt a bit amused.
"Maybe it's just puberty, Peter."
She patted Peter's stiff shoulder.
"An excess of adrenaline can cause sensory sharpness. Take a deep breath, try to focus your attention on one point, don't listen to all the sounds, only listen to what you want to hear. The brain has a filtering mechanism; you just need to learn to reactivate it."
This was actually a focus technique Ai Haibara often used as a scientist when conducting high-intensity precision experiments.
Peter tried taking a deep breath, closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them, staring into Alice's icy blue eyes.
Slowly, the noisy background sounds began to recede like a tide.
The clatter of lockers became distant, the clamor of the crowd turned into background white noise, and the World became quiet and orderly again.
"Wow, it actually works." Peter looked at Alice in surprise.
"Read it in a book." Alice shrugged. "Let's go, first period is gym. I think you might give Thompson a big surprise today."
Inside the gymnasium.
One of today's activities was dodgeball.
This was a staple of American high school gym class—a hunting ground for the strong and an execution platform for the weak.
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