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

She still had many questions for her.

"correct."

The black cat turned around, revealing its captivating face. "And please give my thanks to Peter, saying I owe him something again."

"Why should we thank Peter?!"

Gwen didn't quite understand what the other person meant.

Did I miss something again?

Gwen fell into deep doubt.

She suspected that Black Cat and Peter had made some kind of deal that she was unaware of.

at the same time.

Peter turned off the monitoring software on his phone.

Through the surveillance of the Gem Wasp, he knew everything that Gwen and the Black Cat had experienced in the Fisk Tower.

Chapter 146 Welcome to Hell, Teacher!

"What are you looking at?"

Helen curiously leaned closer and asked Peter.

The two were sitting in a café near a forest hill.

Helen noticed Peter constantly looking at his phone and couldn't help but ask him a question.

"Are you interested in prying into other people's privacy, Ms. Helen?"

Peter put away his phone and picked up his coffee.

"I'm just unhappy that you often look down at your phone while others are talking."

Helen pushed her sunglasses down and glanced at Peter out of the corner of her eye.

At that moment, she was wearing a wool coat, paired with dark blue wide-leg jeans, a baseball cap, and high platform heels. Her stunning appearance attracted many people in the cafe.

"I have already watched the video you provided."

Helen quickly steered the conversation to the main topic.

Peter had already used the gem wasps to scout out the mine tunnels.

The high-definition camera captured many hidden details inside very clearly.

In addition to the murals and stunning architecture, human corpses were also found inside.

Based on the state of decomposition of the bodies and the attire of the individuals, it can be deduced that they were security personnel employed by Valencia Mining or Stark Industries.

Helen extracted footage from the video Peter provided to her and turned it into photographs.

She handed Peter a photograph. “Look at these rocks. Below the sandstone are Comanche limestone veins containing a large number of fossils, including cephalopods, corals, spiny sea urchins, and bivalve mollusks. Occasionally there are silicified sponges and marine vertebrate skeletons—possibly the skeletons of bony fish, sharks, and anchovies.”

Helen used her biological knowledge to explain to Peter: "These vertebrate fossils are very valuable. They were likely formed in ancient times when this region was still in a tropical climate."

Peter picked up the photo from the table and examined it closely.

"The hollow cave is only seven or eight feet deep, but it extends in all directions, and there is a slight flow of air inside, which indicates that there must be a much larger underground space here."

She continued in a slow voice, “The stalactites growing downwards from the cave ceiling and the stalagmites growing upwards from the ground are densely packed. Some of the stalactites and stalagmites have joined together to form columns over the years. Perhaps this place leads to the interior of the earth, to a long-gone past.”

Peter examined the photograph and asked Helen, "How long ago exactly?"

"I do not know."

Helen picked up her coffee and handed Peter a few photos. "Look at what's on these murals. A spaceship landed on Earth and released a species that could wipe out humanity. Then a species that looks like vampires appeared."

Because Peter had told her the story of the Space Knight before, she looked at him with suspicion.

"Peter, are you really the chosen human on Earth from that Space Knight race?"

Peter shook his head. "Of course not. Do you trust people that easily?"

"Others might not believe it, but if it's you, I'm quite willing to believe it, after all, many incredible things have happened to you."

Helen recalled what she had seen in the Ghost Swamp a few days earlier.

If that really is my future.

In the end, it seems I became this guy's subordinate?

Or rather, a partner?

Anyway, the two seem to have become closer.

Standing with Peter amidst the ruins of New York City, they seemed to have become the masters of the apocalypse.

Was that really me?

Will I follow Peter and become the ruler of the world?

She glanced at Peter.

Although I have a good impression of this guy, would we get that close?

She coughed, put down the photo in her hand, and shook off the random thoughts in her mind.

“I suspect these ships might be the Space Knights you mentioned. They released these creatures, the ancestors of the ‘Queen,’ to Earth, but were stopped by a group of vampires.”

Helen picked out a photograph and showed it to Peter.

This is a mural carved with what appears to be a vampire creature.

She told Peter, “These creatures are estimated to be six feet long and three and a half feet wide in the middle. The sides of the raised ridges are damaged, and there seem to be thin stems growing in the middle. The structure in the grooves between the ridges is very strange, like a toothed comb or wings, which can contract or unfold like a fan. This is clearly different from modern vampires.”

She made her own speculation: "Perhaps vampires in later generations underwent many changes before becoming what we are now."

"We'll need to go in and see for ourselves to find out the specifics."

Helen spread all the photos on the table, picked up her now-cold coffee, and said to Peter, "What's certain is that vampires and aliens—you call them by those names, right? Vampires and aliens have been engaged in a long and protracted war."

"And the outcome of the war will likely be the simultaneous annihilation of both of their ethnic groups."

Peter nodded slowly as he listened to Helen's words.

He was starting to admire the biology teacher.

To deduce the general outline of events based solely on a mural and a building.

Have you figured out how to get into the tunnel?

Helen said to Peter, "If you can't do it without alerting anyone, you might as well try my method."

"Of course."

Peter nodded and glanced at his wrist.

He was wearing the Mindwatch that Mr. Fantastic Reed had given him on his wrist.

"What method works better than my ability to control people's hearts?"

Helen asked curiously.

Peter did not speak, but acted upon his thoughts.

The thought watch immediately projected several firefighters virtually.

Firefighters in their uniforms pushed open the door and walked in. The leader shouted to the crowd, "Hey guys, there's a fire in a shopping mall less than 300 meters from here. You need to get out of here right away for your safety."

Helen and the other guests looked up in astonishment. Outside the window, white smoke seemed to be rising, and faint firelight appeared in the night.

Upon hearing the firefighters' words, the few customers in the café immediately stood up in fear and ran towards the door.

Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps and the complaints and discontent of the people, the crowd quickly disappeared.

The entire café instantly transformed into a quiet space with only the two of them.

Helen, seeing the sudden turn of events, wanted to stand up and leave.

But she soon noticed something was amiss.

She saw the firefighters come in just now; they clearly pushed open the glass door to enter.

But why does the glass door close again when people leave?

Her suspicious gaze fell upon Peter, who sat calmly across from her, sipping his coffee.

Was it Peter's doing?

Then, to her puzzled look, the group of firefighters suddenly walked up to the coffee table where the two were sitting.

"Thank you!"

Peter raised his coffee cup to the group of firefighters to express his gratitude.

Then, to Helen's astonishment, the firefighters smiled and gradually became transparent in the air, their figures disappearing into thin air.

"this!"

Even Helen, who was very knowledgeable, was quite shocked at this moment.

She looked at Peter with disbelief.

"What did you do? What happened?!"

Are these firefighters ghosts?

She had indeed seen ghosts, but those were in hell.

How could these things that exist in other dimensions possibly be seen in broad daylight?

Even in the Ghost Swamp, it was the "beast" within his own body that provided him with the perception that allowed him to vaguely sense the ghostly presence of Wendigo.

How did Peter manage to do that?!

"You're the devil?! Peter!"

She is now beginning to suspect that Peter is actually some demon from hell.

Or perhaps, like himself, the being within him is also a demon.

Because only a demon could do that.