The Mystic Spider

In The Blink Of An Eye

----Samuel's POV----

Welp I guess this is it. I really was hit on by Truck-kun and got Isekai-ed into a new world. SIGH. And here I thought it would finally be over. I'm not saying I was suicidal in my 'previous' life, but there were moments where I would use books and stories as an escape. Well I suppose that's all in the past now. I'm not sure how long I've been dead for but this new world seems old. As far as I know my new name is Wu SiChou-Chu, I've been reborn into an older world somewhere in ancient china. My older brother has just been sleeping and crying every day before 'mother' would come over to feed us.

I suppose I'll have to get used to calling these people my parents. Though my parents do look a bit familiar, almost too familiar. Anyways my eyes are starting to feel heavier again and my new bowels are moving like water stream. Time for another nap I suppose since there's not much my tiny little body and big ass head can do just yet. All I had been able to accomplish with my body is looking around from my crib with my tiny eyes.

-----Five Months Later-----

Today a great achievement has been made. My tiny bones have grown strong enough to support my great ambitious. As they say "every journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step." well I'm still not quite there yet, just being able to crawl around. But being a little more mobile has given me the ability to gather even more Intel than just laying down.

My tiny body has been able to roll around the large crib as I observe my nursery. It's definitely that of a rich Chinese noble....please don't tell me I've reincarnated into an arrogant young master that doesn't know the disparity between heaven and earth. GASP!! sigh. I guess the best way to avoid that is to not let all this wealth and fortune get to my head. Anyways I can hear mother walking down the hall, better pretend I'm also asleep with my brother.

----- One Year Later-----

Today I set foot beyond the gates of my home for the first time....now I think I know where I've been reincarnated into. As for when, I think I might have an idea too but I've yet to see a calendar to learn about what year I'm in. All I know is that it's on Earth and not as far in the past as I had originally thought. The biggest clue of which era I'm currently in is the simple yet luxurious car at the end of the concrete platform out side of the gates, overlooking a deep valley.

I maybe have not been told the name of my father but I can greatly guess one of his many names. The warrior king, the last Khan, the most dangerous man on Earth. Now I must be careful since I know this peaceful childhood of mine won't last for long. I must make preparations or else one day he'll release the Dweller-In-Darkness and this time it won't go like the movies....I should head back inside before mother starts to call for me to come back.

-----Later that day-----

During dinner I asked my mother to show me some of her martial arts, of course I didn't just ask them directly. A child wouldn't know what that is, along with the rest the questions I've had them filled out for me. All they know is that I've seen them dance together in the courtyard and some leaves where floating around like they were controlling it with the wind. This must of lit a spark or something because after dinner mother was holding my hands from behind and guiding me through the motions of her martial arts. This is only the first day of the first step of my plans so I wasn't expecting much. All I could do was parented to giggle like a child while playing with mother.

I guess playing as the gifted child really is paying off. No normal one and a half years old could be this fast in learning how to communicate and articulating their words like me. My parents began presenting a lot of information for me to stimulate my growth. I got them to show me a lot of new and interesting information for my future plans. I suppose being nearly 20 in mental age while being stuck in the body of a one and half year old has it's perks. Man highschool is going to be so weird and awkward....anyways I've learned about what year we are in and where we live since all I know is that we're somewhere in modern day rural China.

The year is 2003 which means if this is the MCU or another world just like it, the Peter Parker of this world should be about my age and somewhere in Queens, New York. To achieve what I need in order to survive in this world and the new era of superhumans I need to be with Peter when he gets his powers. But he'll never know about me or my plans...no one must know about it until I am powerful enough to keep myself alive and make a mark.

-----Two Year Later-----

I'm about four years old now well I guess Shang and I are four now, he's definitely grown a lot more than before but he's still a kid. Like a proper actual child is supposed to be. And even though he's the eldest, he acts like I'm the older brother since I've been the one taking charge and making plans on what we do on the day to day bases. We've been playing around a lot since there's not much two ultra wealthy kids can do in such an empty and rural palace like this. During the times when Shang would take a nap or leave me alone I would practice the movements my Mother had been showing in the past two years.

If I had a sparring partner to train with, it would make everything so much easier to learn but I don't want Shang to learn it right now either since he's already going to be a martial arts genius when he grows up. I need a fighting chance damnit I'm just a regular person who got sent into a world full of gods and dragons walking among men. After two years of practicing I do feel a some sort of energy moving whenever I go through the motions. Whether that's chi, magic or something else entirely, I do not know. What I do know is that I need to perfect and master these movements to it's highest degree.

I suppose this year things had became a little different because our little sister Xu XiaLing was just born a few months ago late last year. Shang has been sticking to her and mother's side all this time. This finally freed up time for me to sneak around in my Father's office to read his paperwork. I don't know how much time I've lost while reading through his stuff but I was caught in the act red handed. Of course I could've just played the dumb child card but instead I wanted to fish something out of him. I told him I've found this strange book on his desk that lights up with more pages than any other books.

This got a chuckle out of him as he showed me the proper way to use his computer. It may seem kind of out dated for me and in comparison to how much more advanced the future will be in just a couple years from now but it's definitely way more advanced than a 2006 PC should be.

-----One Year Later-----

So much had developed since the night my father showed me his PC. I had been given one of my own and I've sunk myself into books and books full of computer science, engineering, quantum physics and advance scientific theories. No normal 5 years old show be able to understand this and it should've set off a ton of red flags but I think my father is trying to nurture a genius instead of questioning things. Thank you Mother for getting Father to become soft otherwise his honed instincts might actually sensed something is wrong with his child.

I only have two more years before this peaceful time period of our lives comes to an end. I've been trying to spend more times with father so he'll teach me some of his knowledge on how to kill a man. Of course I didn't asked to learn how to kill directly since he hasn't gone to the deep end yet but I did get him to teach me a bit of his martial arts. It's definitely more straightforward and simpler compared to mother's.

Every morning I would wake up early in my room to train my body and practice my father's hard style before joining breakfast with my family. After eating I would play with Shang-Chi and Xia-Ling for an hour or two before heading back to my room to sink into my PhD crash course, since I need my intelligence and knowledge to catch up with these monsters I'm going to call peers one day.  After eating lunch I would take some of father's old collection of weapons and train with that. So far I prefer just my hands but I need to be comfortable with all kinds of weaponry before I'm on my own. This of course is under the light mentorship and heavy supervision of my father.

I think to him, he's slowly training an heir who might become a world class genius since his era of violence and conquering is over. After dinner I would practice the soft style of my mother for hours before spending the last hour of the night messing with my studies. This has been my schedule or a while now and will continue to be for the next two years. It's a lot but I need to optimize my time and young body to it's highest efficiency with the limited time I have.