I'm not Spider-Man, even though I'm parasitized by an alien!

With a question mark above his head, he looked out the window in surprise.

“Reed, it’s me, Peter Parker.”

Peter stood outside the window, like a werewolf disguised as his grandmother.

"How long are we going to stand there like idiots?"

Peter, seeing him staring blankly, asked him a question.

Not that terrifying creature, but Parker?

Reed was filled with great questions.

I clearly saw the monster outside the window just now, how did it turn into Peter Parker?

Was that just my imagination?

Or is it a monster disguised as Peter Parker, trying to lure me into opening the door?

At this moment, Reed was like Little Red Riding Hood in "The Big Bad Wolf," caught in a dilemma about whether or not to open the door for his "grandmother."

He swallowed hard and glanced into Peter's eyes.

Well, I'm even more doubtful now.

The other person's eyes were exactly the same as the monster's eyes.

While he was still hesitating, Peter, who was getting impatient, simply opened the window and went in.

Reed was dumbfounded.

"This seems to be the sixth floor?"

"I am a rock climbing enthusiast."

Peter casually made up some nonsense to him.

"Actually, if you said you were Spider-Man, I would believe you."

Reed swallowed hard, and said with some trepidation.

"Um, did you see anything outside?"

"No."

Peter, of course, would not admit that he had just let the "Queen" outside and scared the brat.

He glanced at Reed's hand.

The other person's hands looked extremely clumsy, almost as big as his head.

Seeing Peter reach out his hand to him, Reed opened his mouth to stop him, but before he could say anything, Peter's fingers moved nimbly, and the stinger of the gem bee was already in his palm.

"These thorns are really big. They might not be champion-grade, but I bet they're big enough to make a ribbon."

Peter casually tossed the thorn onto the table and looked around at the layout of the room.

The small room was filled with books, as well as a jumble of experimental equipment and all sorts of strange gadgets.

Reed stared in astonishment at his hand, which had turned into a steamed bun.

He just pulled the thorn that was so deep in his skin out like that?!

"how did you do it?"

Shouldn't you say thank you?

"Of course, thank you for your help. I was just wondering whether or not to go to the hospital."

Reed's little face scrunched up in a grimace. "These gem bees may look beautiful and they can parasitize, but getting stung doesn't feel good at all."

Peter looked around and asked him, "Where are your parents?"

“They have their own things to do, so I am the head of the household most of the time.”

Reed suddenly felt that he had failed in his duty as a master.

Shouldn't we at least offer the guest a cup of coffee or a beverage?

Just as he was contemplating his duties as the head of the household, Peter suddenly picked up a scientific instrument next to him.

"what is this?"

It looked like the metal round hat worn by a quirky scientist in a science fiction movie, which Peter was holding in his hand.

Just as Reed was about to explain something, Peter simply put the hat on his head.

"etc.!"

Reed tried to stop him, but it was too late.

"what happened?"

"This is a lie detector."

"You invented it?"

"Yes, but it should be a subconscious amplifier. I developed it a month ago and haven't tested it on humans yet."

Reed said somewhat dejectedly, "My parents will definitely be angry if you get hurt."

"Subconscious amplifier?"

Peter pondered, trying to focus his attention.

Chapter 136 This isn't a confession!

All he was struggling with was survival.

At first, his chest was parasitized by an alien, and he was constantly threatened with death.

Later, the alien on his chest subsided, but what troubled him was the true nature of the alien inside him.

What exactly is the hierarchy in the Alien world?

Did I inhabit the body of Peter Parker, or the alien inside his chest?

These questions had been troubling him deeply.

Can I ask you a question now?

Reed asked Peter cautiously.

He's now curious to find out what Peter is really thinking.

Although it's a bit impolite, I'm the kind of person who keeps secrets.

"What do you want to ask?"

"Are you short of money?"

Reed suspected that Peter got the winning lottery numbers from him simply because he wanted to get rich.

"No shortage."

Peter, wearing a strangely shaped helmet, slowly looked up at Reed.

"Because my true identity is that of an alien who came to conquer Earth. The first thing I want to do is to abduct a gifted child like you and take you back to my home planet."

Perhaps Peter's expression was too realistic, because Reed was so frightened that he took a step back.

Fear flickered in his eyes, and his voice trembled as he said, "I might not be the smartest, could you put me last in line to be caught?"

He felt he could still try to escape.

Seeing that the mischievous child was frightened by him again, Peter took off his hat and handed it to the stunned Reed.

"The product is good, but it shouldn't affect me."

He could feel this thing affecting his mind.

Consciousness seemed to be constrained by the device worn on the head, and something in the mind resonated with it.

Despite this, his mental strength was exceptionally strong after the transmigration, enabling him to overcome this mental control.

"Can I have this hat?"

Peter asked him.

Only then did Reed realize he had been tricked. His face flushed red, and he felt ashamed of himself and wanted to refuse.

But the next second Peter made a condition that left him speechless.

"I can lend you money."

Reed's eyes lit up as he asked Peter, "Really? I... I might need a lot of money."

What do you want the money for?

Peter asked him.

Reed hesitated for a moment, but finally told Peter the truth: "I studied quantum physics at Princeton University, and I want to study something."

"Quantum physics?"

Peter stared in surprise at the unruly child in front of him.

Even if this "Mr. Fantastic" is a child, how could he have come into contact with quantum physics so quickly?!

"I believe in aliens, but certainly not the kind of fraudulent aliens like you."

Reed said to Peter, "Like the Vampire Princess, maybe she really is from outer space, and the monsters like Xiongshan, maybe they are all beings from other dimensions. Although time cannot be reversed, maybe I can build a time machine and travel to other parallel universes."

"Perhaps in some parallel universe, there really are beings like vampire princesses."

Reed shared his conjecture.

If someone claims they can build a machine that allows them to travel through parallel universes, Peter thinks they're probably talking nonsense.

But if it's the "Mr. Fantastic" in front of him, Peter thinks it's possible.

After all, he created a machine that could bring the dead back to life.

"how much money do you need?"

Peter asked him slowly.