Let's restart, Spider-Man!

Gwen did not resist, letting the little spider bite her fingertip.

"Om~"

Spider-Man's magical energy flickered for a moment, and Gwen felt something being drained from her body, but otherwise she didn't feel much.

"Okay, done."

Charlotte put the little spider back on her head.

Seeing this, Carter stepped forward and said, "If it's really what you're guessing, then the other mutants should be turning into monsters soon too."

Charlotte nodded, then handed the little spider to Harry, "The rest of the mutants are yours."

"no problem."

Harry wiped his hands, then excitedly held the little spider in both hands.

"Little cutie, you have to be good. I'm your owner's best friend. Please don't bite me."

Mary Jane, standing to the side, said quietly, "Isn't Charlotte your best friend?"

Harry waved his hand, "It's just polite talk, don't take it to heart."

Mary Jane: "."

As Harry left with Spider-Man, Carter frowned.

"I didn't expect that those guys still had mutated cells in their bodies. If they're lucky and don't turn into monsters, they might regain their superpowers soon."

"It could also be because the number of mutated cells in their bodies suddenly decreased, which is why they turned into monsters," Charlotte guessed.

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this.

What kind of anti-routine is this?

It's getting late...

Chapter 111 Spider-Man! Spider-Man! Spider-Man!

[You play the role of a friendly neighbor, saving unfriendly citizens; restart attempts +3]

[Remaining number of replays: 20]

Looking at the number of restarts before him, Charlotte smiled with satisfaction.

A strong sense of security.

"What are you laughing at? You haven't explained what you meant by what you just said!" Carter glared at Charlotte.

Charlotte snapped out of her daze and pointed to the mask on her face.

Can you see me smile?

"My guess."

"You're awesome."

Charlotte gave Card a thumbs up and was about to speak when she saw George leading a group of police officers rushing over.

"Gwen, are you alright?" George asked anxiously, pulling Gwen closer.

Gwen smiled slightly. "I'm fine."

George glanced at Charlotte, then waved for the officers to handle the scene.

Then, with a look of guilt on his face, he said to Gwen, "I'm sorry I couldn't find you right away."

“I understand, you have important things to do.” Gwen was already used to it and expressed her understanding.

George shook his head, his voice trembling slightly.

"What I mean is, I couldn't come to see you right away. You disappeared for half a month, and I couldn't find you."

Gwen maintained her smile. "I told you, it's okay. You're responsible for the safety of many people, and I understand."

"I'll have someone take you home."

"I can go back by myself. You take care of the important things first."

There seemed to be something amiss in the conversation between the father and daughter, and Charlotte keenly noticed this.

But he wasn't interested in other people's family affairs.

However, the white gauze wrapped around George's wrist aroused his curiosity.

He didn't linger any longer; he didn't want to confront George's official arrogance.

"you are leaving?"

Seeing Charlotte turn around and shoot out her webs, Carter quickly said, "You still haven't told me why they're doing this."

"I was just guessing. You should go back and ask Dr. Banner. Oh, and I need to borrow something from you."

As she spoke, Charlotte leaped down from the corridor and casually used her spider silk to snatch the mutant sensor device from Natasha's waist.

Gwen felt somewhat lost after Spider-Man left.

"I haven't thanked him yet!"

Mary Jane comforted her, "It's alright, you'll be able to see him next time you're in danger and thank him in person."

Gwen remained silent.

These sisters aren't very bright; no wonder they couldn't get into Imperial State University.

George didn't have time to pay attention to Spider-Man either; he had a lot of headaches to deal with.

He approached Carter. "Hello, I'm George Stacy, in charge of this area. Isn't Coulson here?"

George was very polite to the leaders of these mysterious organizations.

“Coulson has other things to do; I will handle matters related to the mutated spiders.”

Carter remained serious and then handed the mutant sensor device from his waist to the other person.

"We will send these things to you in batches later. Please be sure to report any spider virus infections you find in the future."

"What is this?" George asked curiously as he took the device.

"It can sense the special bio-electric waves emitted by those guys within a certain range; this is the switch."

Carter was about to demonstrate on the spot when he was interrupted by a nervous George.

"Wait, I should be able to use it. I have something else to take care of, please wait a moment."

After saying that, George hurriedly left the scene.

Carter frowned slightly as he watched George's retreating figure.

"Something's not right with him."

Natasha stepped forward, a slight smile playing on her lips. "It is a little, but it's not a big problem."

-

Late at night, George, who had been working overtime until very late, finally returned home.

Despite looking exhausted, he still went to Gwen's room and gently knocked on the door.

"How are you?"

After a while, Gwen's voice finally came from inside the room.

"I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me."

"That's good."

George smiled slightly, then quietly removed his equipment and went to the bathroom to wash up.

"crash"

He turned the tap on full blast and then looked up at himself in the mirror.

I'm getting old again.

Gwen has grown up too.

His smile held a hint of relief, but when he glanced down at the white gauze on his wrist, his smile vanished instantly.

Slowly unwrapping the gauze, a shocking knife wound was revealed on the wrist.

Beneath the knife scar, a few strands of spider silk seeped from a small hole in the wrist.

When you touch it, the spider silk protein will solidify into fine spider silk.

Yes, he was also bitten by a mutated spider and then became "Spider-Man".

He became the Spider-Man he hated the most.

Unable to accept this fact, he slashed his wrist with a knife in an attempt to stop the disgusting spider silk from spreading from his wrist.

But he failed.

His self-healing speed is getting faster and faster; no matter how much he injures his wrist, the wound will heal quickly.

Spider silk protein would also emerge from his wrist without his notice, which stung his sensitive nerves.

He eventually became the kind of person he hated.

George looked up and stared at himself in the mirror, the image of that red and blue guy involuntarily popping into his mind.

When I first met Spider-Man, he didn't have that nickname yet.

A rookie superhuman, upon his first appearance, helps the police solve a major, difficult case, and all the officers are very interested in him.

George was no exception.

He was grateful to the guy because the guy had saved his subordinate with spider silk.

He even praised the other party in front of all the media.

He was also the first to utter the name Spider-Man, and so the media began to call him Spider-Man.

Soon, Spider-Man helped the police solve several more cases, and all of New York knew about this superpowered man called Spider-Man.

But he discovered that Spider-Man had only gotten involved in the case by chance while dealing with some petty thugs, and had saved them with the help of luck.