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

Gwen said, frowning.

Peter didn't say anything; he walked to the front of a house.

Before me stood a dilapidated house with a worn-out wooden mailbox; without careful observation, it was difficult to discern the shape of a spider.

The paint on the mailbox had long since peeled off and the seemingly spider-shaped mailbox was loose and creaked incessantly in the wind.

The spider's body was tilted, as if it would fall off the stick it was perched on after today and die.

Raindrops fell on it, giving it a dark, glossy sheen.

Peter reached out and touched the spider design on the mailbox in front of him, then said to Gwen, "This is it. It seems that guy wants to lure us here."

Peter walked up the steps while speaking to Gwen.

Although Gwen felt strange, she still followed behind Peter.

With a creak, Peter tried to push the door open.

The door wasn't closed, and Peter pushed it open.

After exchanging a glance, Peter and Gwen went into the room.

The room looked very tidy; the owner had kept it fairly organized.

However, much of the furniture still breaks the room down into a maze-like layout with numerous channels and grooves.

Gwen looked around the room and smelled something strange.

It seemed that she could smell something different about this place.

Something on the stairs in the distance seemed to catch her attention.

Gwen turned her head sharply and saw a pair of golden eyes staring at her from the middle of the railing.

As Gwen moved closer, she discovered it was a cat, staring at her without flinching.

Peter also noticed the cat staring at Gwen, and he took two steps forward.

The cat, which had been gazing at the two, suddenly took a step and ran forward.

Gwen immediately gave chase.

For some reason, she always felt that the cat was leading the two of them.

After the black cat went into a room, Peter and Gwen also came to the door.

"Come in, Peter, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and Gwen too."

Peter paused for a moment upon hearing the somewhat familiar voice.

The voice sounded familiar.

He immediately remembered that this was Mrs. Weber, whom he had met at New York-Presbyterian Hospital.

The woman who held her own hand, predicted her future, and said that fate is unchangeable.

With that thought in mind, he pushed open the door and went into the room.

Gwen was somewhat surprised that the other person called her and Peter by their real names, and she followed Peter inside.

What came into view shocked Gwen.

In the very center of the room, there was a dense array of metal spiderweb-like devices, which occupied almost half of the room.

At the very center of the device is an elderly woman.

The other person had a red dot on their forehead, wore sunglasses, and appeared calm and composed.

"This is."

Gwen looked at Peter in shock.

Peter was slightly surprised as he looked at Mrs. Weber, whose appearance was bizarre.

The last time I saw her, Mrs. Weber was just sitting in a wheelchair, and her health wasn't as bad as it is now.

"Long time no see, Peter. I've missed you terribly since we parted ways at the hospital last time."

Mrs. Weber smiled and said, "I've heard you've been doing quite well lately."

Peter looked behind her at the spiderweb-like metal device connecting her and said, "Long time no see, Mrs. Webber. You don't look well."

“I have myasthenia gravis. When I last met you at the hospital, my condition was not good. Now, I am completely unable to move.”

"Oh, right, I forgot to introduce you, Gwen."

Mrs. Webber turned her gaze to Gwen. "I am Cassandra Webber, you can call me Lady Spider."

"Madame Spider?"

Gwen always felt that the name was a bit strange.

The other person, like myself, also has "spider" in their name.

Are there many spider superheroes in this world?

"Was it you who controlled the attacker and led us here?"

Peter looked around and asked her.

"I don't have that ability."

Lady Spider sighed and said, "That person was sent by a mutant named Tom Cassidy to kill me, but I foresaw his arrival, which is why you met."

Gwen asked in surprise, "How did you do that? Where did the attacker go?"

She doesn't really believe that anyone can predict the future.

"It's very simple. Fate sometimes arranges for many people to meet. I tried to make the time and place more coincidental. The rider picked up the mutant's things, so he tried to steal them. And coincidentally, you all witnessed all of this happening."

She paused for a moment, then said, "As for where he is now? He's been hiding because you were chasing him. Maybe he's lying in ambush in the dark, or maybe he's already left."

Gwen didn't quite believe what she was saying. "I don't understand, Mrs. Webber, why did you call us here?"

"I'm just warning you because I see what you're about to encounter."

Madame Spider smiled and said, "Children, you two Spider-Men are not the only ones. Something in the distance is approaching you; it is a powerful force."

Hearing this, Peter became alert.

Spider-Man...approaching a powerful force?!

Could Lady Spider be referring to the Heir Family?!

Gwen was still confused. "I...I want to know, Lady Spider, are you a witch?"

"Witch?"

Lady Spider paused for a moment, then laughed.

“I’m not a witch. Peter next to you is more like one than me.”

She glanced meaningfully at Peter and continued, "However, my grandmother was a witch. Even when she was a little girl picking cranberries in the swamp, she possessed incredible abilities, what we often call having a third eye. She could see things that ordinary people couldn't."

Upon hearing this, Peter glanced at the red dot on her forehead.

That must be the Heavenly Eye!

"However, her ability was not innate, but rather something she acquired naturally through observing and learning about the world around her."

Lady Spider continued, "As long as she touches something, something natural, something that records the breath of nature, those things will allow her to see what is about to happen."

"If she found snake bones in the swamp, she would fiddle with them with her little fingers, making them spin in her hand and watching how the mud and water would be shaken off. In this way, she could foresee what her father would encounter when he went to the market later that day, or how her sister would hurt her toenail."

Lady Spider's words seemed to have a magical power, so neither of them interrupted her.

"She could crumble cranberries in her palm and use the crumbs to predict the weather; she could tell what birds were roosting in a tree just by placing her hand on the bark; and by breaking the neck of a baby rabbit, she might know where the other rabbits were hiding."

Gwen listened to the other person's story, wondering why Lady Spider would bring these things up with her.

She had some doubts; the other person was probably telling her own story, not her grandmother's.

"So... this isn't magic?"

Gwen hesitated for a moment before asking her.

"Of course not, child."

She paused for a moment and then said, "She told me not to be afraid of what I see, because what we see is only a part of nature. We can interpret things in nature, such as bones, leaves, and fly wings, and they can tell me what is about to happen."

"The world has its own strange balance. What we see is not magic; it's just as normal as seeing a mailbox or a pedestrian on the street."

Looking at Peter, she said slowly, "However, she can see how all things are interconnected and mutually restraining."

"Mutual generation and mutual restraint".

Peter listened to the other person's words and fell into deep thought.

"So, Lady Spider, you mean the Heir Family?"

Peter suddenly spoke up and asked her a question.

Mrs. Weber looked surprised.

She hadn't expected Peter to ask that question so directly.

"Yes, this is exactly the problem you are facing. They are getting closer to you, and this is the biggest crisis you are facing."

Madame Spider-Man said with a serious expression, "But you will be the key, Peter. You are different from countless Spider-Men in the universe. You will restrain them, and they restrain all Spider-Men."

"I...I don't quite understand."

Gwen interrupted their conversation, "What is an heir family?"

"He's a vampire, and a hunter!"

Lady Spider said to the two of them, "The so-called inheritors are a clan of totem hunters from other dimensions. They are the lowest level of beings among all totems in the multiverse, connecting the animal and human kingdoms."

"Because they can only parasitize the power of others and absorb their power to make themselves stronger, they feed on animal totem incarnations, human totems, and divine totems, and are also known as vampire totems."

Gwen was completely stunned as she listened to the other person's story.

Such a thing exists in the universe?!

"There was a prophecy within the Heirs family that foreshadowed the family's demise at the hands of Spider-Man at some point in the future. To avoid the family's destruction, the entire Heirs family immediately launched a hunting operation against Spider-Man and began specifically hunting down Spider-Totems."

Mrs. Spider looked at Peter and Gwen as she spoke, "Of course, that includes you too."