[Spider-Man pressed a button on his right hand, activating the suit's functions. A scanning system, similar to Tony's, appeared on his mask.]
[He tilted his head twice, the eyes on his mask expanding and contracting in response. Then, he leaped onto the rooftop.]
["Let's get started!" he said, spotting a bicycle thief pedaling frantically through the crowded street.]
[Using his webbing, Spider-Man swung down and blocked the thief's path, pulling the web tightly to his chest.]
["Can you hold this for me? Thanks!" he quipped, using his other hand to secure the web to the thief's chest.]
[The moment Spider-Man let go, the thief was yanked off the bike, suspended in midair by the taut webbing.]
[Spider-Man caught the bike and called out, "Hey! Whose bike is this? Anyone?"]
[Just then, a man walked out of a clothing store. Spider-Man turned to him, "Hey man! Is this your bike?"]
[Without even glancing up, the man assumed he was begging and waved him off. "I don't have any change."]
[Spider-Man ignored him and asked the crowd, "Anyone got a pen?"]
[The next moment, a small note was taped to the bike: "Is this your bicycle? If not, don't steal it! - Spider-Man"]
Second-Gen Gwen turned to Second-Gen Spider-Man and burst into laughter. "Hahaha! He caught a bike thief just like you did!"
"Yeah! You still remember?" Second-Gen Spider-Man smiled awkwardly. In the screem when he was searching for Uncle Ben's killer, he had also toyed with a car thief.
"That's right. And then we chased you down, and our police station got surrounded by your fans," George Stacy shot him an unimpressed look.
"I didn't mean for that to happen..." Second-Gen Spider-Man scratched his head, looking sheepish.
"Dad, that was so long ago!" Gwen huffed, looking annoyed.
"Alright, alright! I won't bring it up again!" George sighed. Girls really do side with outsiders once they grow up...
[Spider-Man swung away, greeting pedestrians as he passed them.]
[Later, he sat on the front of a train, casually scrolling through his phone...]
[The scene shifted to Spider-Man standing on a rooftop. A street vendor below spotted him and called out, "Hey! Are you the Spider-Guy from YouTube?"]
[Hearing this, Spider-Man shouted back, "Call me Spider-Man!"]
["Alright, Spider-Man! Do a flip!"]
[Spider-Man did a flawless backflip. "Beautiful! Very good!!!" the vendor cheered.]
[The little spider continued helping people—assisting an elderly woman with directions, then walking along a wire connecting to a water tower...]
[A man approached a car and took out a ruler, attempting to pry open the window. The next second, Spider-Man landed on the roof of the car. "Hey, man!"]
[Before the man could react, Spider-Man shot a web at his face, slamming him against the car. The impact triggered the car alarm, wailing loudly.]
["You shouldn't steal cars. It's not good!" Spider-Man said, webbing the man's hands to the car.]
["This is my car, you idiot!" the man shouted furiously.]
[At that moment, residents disturbed by the blaring alarm stepped outside to complain. "Hey! Turn that thing off!"]
[The man called out to a woman peeking from a nearby window. "Can you tell them this is my car?"]
[Spider-Man realized he might have made a mistake. "I just..."]
[Before he could finish, another resident grumbled, "Hey! I work the night shift, cut it out!"]
[An old man stormed out and shouted, "That's his car! Not yours!"]
["How was I supposed to know? He was prying at the window..." Spider-Man tried to explain.]
["I hear these damn alarms every day!"]
["Turn it off!"]
["Don't make me come down there, you punk!"]
[More residents voiced their irritation, and among them, a familiar old man could be seen.]
[Just then, a woman across the street called out, "Hey, Gary! How've you been?"]
["Marjorie! How are you? How's your mother?" The two started chatting.]
"Look! That old man again! Gary?! Find his location right now, Jarvis!" Tony, who had been casually watching, suddenly sat up.
The mysterious old man had appeared once more. Without hesitation, he ordered Jarvis to track the location immediately.
At the same time, Nick Fury mobilized his agents, hoping to uncover any clues about this strange figure.
Far away in Kamar-Taj, the Ancient One hesitated. She was aware that several powerful figures were searching for the old man's whereabouts.
But would their actions provoke him?
Because this entity... was the greatest being she had ever encountered.
After careful consideration, the Ancient One decided—she had to stop Nick Fury's pursuit before it led to something disastrous.
Meanwhile, in Kamar-Taj, Strange and Christine were practicing magic, completely unaware that the Ancient One had already left.
With a wave of her hand, she conjured a portal. With a crackling sound, she stepped into S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.
She knew Hydra still had influence within S.H.I.E.L.D., but she didn't care.
That was Tony and Captain America's problem to deal with.
Her priority was making sure Earth didn't provoke an existence that not even she could stop.
The moment she arrived, Nick Fury tensed—his instincts screamed at him that something was wrong.
The Ancient One smiled as the two bald figures stared at each other.
"The Sorcerer Supreme herself? What brings you here?" Fury asked after a deep breath.
"Stop investigating that man. Even I cannot perceive his full existence. The Earth cannot afford to offend him," she warned.
Fury narrowed his one good eye. "What do you mean?"
"It's exactly as I said. I cannot see him. He exists beyond my perception. The only thing I've ever encountered that I couldn't see was the Sky Screen itself."
The weight of her words hit Nick Fury like a punch to the gut.
She was comparing this old man to the Sky Screen.
The Sky Screen had been around for a long time, displaying events across the multiverse. The entire universe had tried to study it, and so far, not a single civilization had made any progress.
Even the most advanced beings couldn't block its broadcasts—it penetrated all known matter, all known dimensions.
And now, this old man was being put on the same level?
Fury let out a long breath, rubbing his temples. As much as he hated it, he couldn't afford to be reckless.
He gritted his teeth and reluctantly called off the search.
Satisfied, the Ancient One wasted no more time. She had no love for Nick Fury and left his office without another word.
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