Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 214 Parallel World: Are You Spider-Man?gentlemen

"Whoosh!"

After Peter was quickly absorbed into the rift of time and space, his body eroded by the colored "mosaic" rushed forward in the channel constructed by the neural network-like grid and the existence of deep and indescribable colors.

The body seemed to be corroded and damaged, and it began to produce abnormalities.

His body is like a portrait on TV, when the "mosaic" jumps on it, his body flickers.

It seems that when watching a video tape, the portrait caused by the damage of the tape freezes for a moment.

While flickering, a strong sense of discomfort invaded his nerves, pain and weakness attacked him.

Due to his body being contaminated with too many materialized dimensional fragments, he suffered severe adverse reactions of rejection.

Fortunately, the strongest aspect of the black light virus is its adaptability.

In the process of flying forward in the tunnel, he gradually got used to this discomfort.

Moving at high speed in the passage, countless colorful dimensional mirrors roared past in front of him.

The short-lived afterimage in the mirror flashed before his eyes at an extremely fast speed.

But he still caught the flashing image.

A middle-aged Peter Parker who somewhat resembles himself with a beer belly.

Black, white and gray three monotonous, black and white TV image-like shadow Spider-Man.

A Spider-Ham with a two-dimensional painting style with a pig's head.

The girl who drives the mecha - the mecha spider girl Penny Parker
These different styles of Spider-Man all flashed by in the short mirror image.

"Boom!"

A black hole-like spherical exit with dazzling colors spread out in front of him.

The moment he left the exit, there was a loud bang in the air, and the gust of wind swept across the city in an instant.

Peter's body appeared high in the sky and fell downward in the strong wind.

Quickly adjusted his body shape, using his flying ability to stop in the air, Peter looked down.

The city below was in his line of sight.

The familiar city of New York is slightly different.

The dim light in the dark night makes the city full of mystery.

"Oh!"

Peter's feet stepped on the lamppost on the side of the road, and then jumped off it.

Pedestrians in the night were startled.

"Is that Spider-Man?"

A citizen with better eyes saw Peter leaving his figure for a moment, and asked the friend next to him in surprise.

"Black Spider-Man? Impossible?!"

The two looked at each other, feeling that they might be dazzled.

Peter, who left, the uniform covering his body slowly faded along with his thoughts.

Using the black light virus to simulate a set of ordinary casual clothes, he stood on the street and looked at New York City in front of him.

The bustling city still looks colorful and psychedelic, but there are many differences in the subtleties.

The building in front of him is a place that is both familiar and strange to him.

The building is the headquarters of the Daily Bugle, but the neon sign on the top is no longer "Daily Bugle", but "Clarion Media Group."

"Parallel universe?"

Fumbling the beard on his chin, he fell into deep thought.

After thinking for a while, he checked his body.

It may be because of the erosion of the "mosaic", the symbiosis in the body was damaged, and it began to fall into a deep sleep.

He tried it and found that he couldn't wake up the other party.

Shaking his head, Peter turned his back to the Horn Media Group building and left here.

Just passed by two women dressed in white-collar clothes.

After Peter left, the beautiful white woman in a gray shirt and work pants turned her head to look at Peter's back.

"What's the matter, Betty?"

The black woman next to her, about 20 years old, asked Betty who had stopped.

"I seem to see Peter."

Betty said with some doubts.

"Peter? Didn't we just talk to him on the phone?"

The black woman said to her: "You have to trust me, I'm not so short-sighted that I can't recognize Peter."

"No, Glory, he's like a young Peter"

Before she finished speaking, she shook her head, "Forget it, maybe my eyes are dazzled."

Glory looked suspiciously in the direction Betty was looking at, but he didn't see anything.

She shrugged her shoulders, "Maybe you are dizzy due to the busyness of your recent work. If I had known earlier, I would not have chosen the career of a reporter. Alas, it is really hard physical labor."

Glory complained to his friend.

Peter didn't know that the two women complained about him, and at this time he was preparing to engage in some "manes" in this world.

The way to make money is not a low-level way of robbing banks or stealing other people's money.

In his familiar way with the gang, it was easy to find a group of targets.

I raised my head, looked at the sky above my head, and found that it started to rain,

Following his thoughts, a layer of black film that blocks rainwater formed on the surface of his clothes.

The gloomy streets were shrouded in sparse rain.

Peter walked down the street.

The floor tiles reflect the dim light, and the rainwater flows together.

Stepping on it, the splashed rainwater stained the shoes, and then disappeared in an instant.

Apart from making money, the most important thing now is to figure out the difference between this parallel world and my own world, and then find a way to go back.

He didn't know that Gwen had already followed him into the space-time gap.

While thinking, he walked towards the remote and full of ethnic minority neighborhoods.

Peter walked for a while, and found a few children sitting on the steps of a store not far ahead.

Children who seemed to be street children, with ragged clothes and a piece of plastic covering their bodies, huddled together to shelter from the rain.

"Hey, sir!"

Seeing Peter approaching, the first boy with brown hair stood up and walked towards him quickly.

"Sir, do you buy a newspaper?"

The boy took out a warm newspaper from his pocket, "A newspaper only costs 40 cents, and you can see the latest news."

Peter stopped and looked at the young man who was looking at him eagerly.

"I have no small change."

He didn't have any money with him now, and he didn't bother to snatch children's newspapers, so he directly rejected the other party.

"Okay, sir."

The boy was a little disappointed, but he said instead: "Sir, I have a special news briefing broadcast, which can be provided to you for free."

"Oh?"

Peter became interested, "Let's hear it."

The brown-haired teenager coughed, "Mysterious earthquakes occur frequently in the Brooklyn area; Spider-Man rescued three trapped citizens from the fire in the morning."

The red-haired girl added to Peter, "And there's a [-]% discount at the 'Foam Party' coffee shop lately."

Hearing the free news briefing provided to him by the other party, Peter nodded.

Spider-Man and the Mysterious Earthquake? !

There is Spider-Man in this world, and it seems that the earthquake is related to his passage through the tunnel.

Stretching out his hand to stroke the hair of the red-haired girl, Peter thanked her and walked forward.

But as soon as he walked near the exit of the alley, he was blocked by a few guys with malicious intentions.

A few strong men wearing baseball caps with fierce eyes blocked Peter.

The gangsters in leather clothes and with black skull hoods on their heads seemed to regard Peter as a target and looked at him maliciously.

The street lamps next to them elongated their figures, and the children in the alley swallowed.

The leading gangster was wearing a dark red turtleneck sweater, and pointed to the black skull graffitied on the wall, "This is the territory of the Skeleton Gang. If you don't have a reason to convince me, I will let you know what happens if you don't obey the rules."

"Honestly."

Peter, who had already waited for the target, was in a good mood. He shrugged his shoulders, "I really don't know the rules here, maybe you can tell me, so I won't miss dinner."

"Fake!"

A group of gang members took Peter's words as a provocation, and the leader stabbed at Peter with a dagger in his hand.

With a flick of the wrist, the blade emerged from the split handle.

Seeing Peter standing there, the gangster who thought the other party was intimidated showed a smug look.

But to his surprise, the gang leader's wrist was grabbed by a strong hand.

The other hand slammed into his face like lightning.

So fast that he couldn't see the trajectory of the punch at all.

The leader's head buzzed, and nosebleeds spurted out with a "poof".

The butterfly knife fell from his hand and stuck on the ground.

"what!"

The leader let out an earth-shattering cry.

Seeing the boss being beaten, the rest of the gangsters froze for a moment, then rushed forward with shouts.

Peter threw his fist casually.

When fighting with ordinary people, everything around is slowed down.

The opponent's punches and kicks are as slow and sluggish as a movie.

This level of attack can't even make him interested.

Facing another gangster with a weapon coming up, Peter easily grasped the dagger, and then grabbed the opponent's throat with his backhand.

"Ho!"

The strong man whose neck was pinched let out a painful sound.

The upper body remained motionless, Peter moved his arm lightly, and the other party was easily thrown against the wall by him.

With a bang, his back hit the wall and he passed out immediately.

The boys and girls in the alley were completely stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.

Among the punks who were knocked down in an instant, one of them stood up and ran out staggeringly.

As a result, Peter stretched out a black spider thread, entangled the opponent's back all of a sudden, pulled the opponent heavily to the ground, and hit the ground with a "bang", making a painful cry.

The other guy who wanted to escape was entangled by the shot black spider silk, and was pulled and smashed into the trash can.

The few children standing in the alley at the back felt that the gang members were blown away in a blink of an eye.

Or hit the wall, or hit the ground directly, or be hit on a fire hydrant.

In just a split second, they were all knocked down.

There hasn't even been much activity in the whole thing.

Dense raindrops fell on his body and flowed down his clothes.

Seeing the mighty Peter, the red-haired girl cautiously asked her friends, "Is he Spider-Man?"

(End of this chapter)