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

"Of course, if you don't come, I'll knock your teeth out."

noon.

Flag arrived at the locker room as promised.

Inside the locker room, Barton was waiting for him.

There were only two people in this changing room, which was usually deserted.

Flagg sensed something was wrong and wanted to leave the locker room.

However, before he could even retreat to the doorway, Barton moved there like a ghost.

Under Flagg's uneasy gaze, Barton smiled and then closed the locker room door.

He took off his sunglasses, revealing scarlet eyes, and said to the stunned Flagg, "Thank you, my lunch is taken care of today, Flagg."

Flagg realized what was happening and prepared to grab whatever was at hand to fight back.

Before he could even get his weapon, Patton pounced on him.

The fangs in his mouth pierced his throat in an instant, and blood gushed out.

Flagg's screams immediately echoed through the locker room.

A few minutes later.

Patton walked out of the locker room with a satisfied expression.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and let out a burp.

Honestly, it feels pretty good.

He thoroughly enjoyed having a flag for lunch.

Meanwhile, Peter was at the Daily Bugle office, accompanied by Sarah Jane.

In order to contact Gwen, who was also born into this world, Peter decides to place a missing person ad in the newspaper.

"Gwen Stacy?"

Looking at the name Peter provided, Sarah asked him, "Is she your friend?"

"Yes, we got separated."

"Hmm, I thought exorcists like you always worked alone."

Peter handed the message to the newspaper editor and said to Sarah, "I'm not an exorcist."

"Or you're a superhero, anyway you're not an ordinary person, so it's hard for me to imagine that you would have a partner."

Sarah's outfit today was quite mature, a bohemian maxi dress that made her look so mature that it was hard to believe she was a high school student.

She took out her wallet and said to Peter, "I'll pay for you, as a thank you for last night."

Peter didn't refuse when he saw that the other party was paying for him.

Just then, an argument broke out in the editorial office of the Daily Bugle.

“Vampire monsters, man-eating ghouls, fine, whatever that is, Ben, you’d better get me some news leads, or you’re out of bonuses this month. And you guys, I don’t keep you around to drink coffee at work.”

It appears to be the newspaper owner reprimanding the reporters.

While listening to the reprimands inside, Peter picked up a newspaper and looked at the staff list.

Sure enough, the owner of the Daily Bugle in this world is also JJ Jameson.

That Spider-Man's number one hater who loves to spew insults.

Sarah, who was standing nearby, heard the scolding and, thinking of the cannibal she had encountered the night before, immediately felt a little upset.

"So, there's more than one cannibalistic monster in this city?"

She asked Peter with a worried expression.

"I don't know. It looks like a virus that has infected many people."

Peter put down his newspaper and replied.

Sarah Jane glanced at Peter's profile. "How were you able to kill that monster? Where did your power come from, Peter?"

Upon hearing Peter's words, Sarah paused for a moment, then nervously swallowed.

"Snapped!"

The sudden noise startled her. Sarah turned around and saw that the editor-in-chief's office door had been pushed open, and the newspaper owner, with a mustache and a cigar in his mouth, had stormed out angrily.

"Just kidding, I'm human too."

Peter turned around and said casually, "Tell me about Patton. What kind of person is he?"

Peter quickly changed the subject.

Sarah breathed a sigh of relief. Although she was becoming increasingly interested in Peter's mysterious identity, she temporarily suppressed her unease and said to Peter:

"He is my neighbor. He is one of those people who don't stand out at school. Although his eyes are usually not very bright, he is very kind and gentle."

Sarah tells Peter what she remembers about Patton.

"Barton lost both his parents at a young age, and his uncle Ted adopted him, but..."

After a pause, Sarah said in a low voice, "Ted Parton was not a good person in the eyes of all the neighbors. He would beat and scold Barton, which caused Barton to be unsociable. He was quiet and reserved at school and was often bullied by the school bullies."

Peter nodded as he listened to the other person's introduction.

It's very similar to the background of the original body he transmigrated into—Peter Parker.

The difference is that Aunt May and Uncle Ben treated her very well, while Uncle Ben in this world was a complete scumbag.

Peter asked her, "Do you two get along well?"

"It's alright. After high school, we rarely talked when we were together, but sometimes I noticed that he would secretly look at me. We often ran into each other in the hallway, and he would steal a few glances at me. I could feel his gaze."

"Ah."

Peter didn't think Sarah was being self-satisfied.

It's not that strange that Peter Parker is a fan of Michael Jackson.

Just as Sarah was about to continue speaking, she suddenly received a text message.

She opened the text message and found it was from her best friend.

Sarah's expression immediately changed upon seeing the text message.

"what happened?"

Peter asked her.

"Barton appeared, right at the school."

"Perfect timing, take me to school."

Peter put on sunglasses and a baseball cap, and walked out the door with Sarah.

JJ Jameson just happened to brush past Peter.

A moment later, he turned around to look at Peter's back.

Suddenly, he felt a strange sense of familiarity with the other person.

He waved to the reporter next to him and asked, "What's that kid doing here?"

"A job posting or missing person notice."

"Missing Person Notice? When did our newspaper become such a second-rate tabloid?"

While complaining, he took out the note Peter had left behind.

"Hi, Gwen Stacy, I've arrived in Forest Hills, Queens, and I'm safe and sound. If you see me, please call this number. —Peter."

He put down the note and shook his head. "Do young people these days really like playing this hide-and-seek game?"

"This game is terrible!"

Gwen put down her newspaper in frustration.

She still couldn't find any news about Peter up there.

Did Peter not travel to this world?

Perhaps I shouldn't have dragged Peter along to experience Reed's time machine game; otherwise, Peter and I wouldn't have ended up in this strange world.

I looked up at the huge advertising projection in the square.

Neither the product brand nor the celebrity endorser is someone I recognize.

She wanted a sip of orange soda to soothe her parched tongue with the chemically-laden juice, but there was a vending machine across the street.

Inside were soda brands I didn't recognize.

Not only was there no orange soda, but there wasn't even my favorite root juice soda.

“Okay, no rock star Miss Hardy, no Grind soda, no Parker’s family, not even Gwen Stacy.”

Gwen suddenly felt that the world was a little strange.

Isn't it a parallel universe?

Why isn't there another version of myself and Peter?!

Chapter 197 Vultures in Parallel Worlds?

"Well, it seems that no matter which world you're in, the greater your power, the greater your troubles."

Gwen complained as she put on her hood.

When she arrived in this world, she didn't bring her Spider Suit with her, so this was the only way she could conceal her appearance.

"One robber, two robbers, three robbers"

Gwen counted the three masked thugs in front of her.

Opposite the thug was a woman trembling, clutching her handbag.

Gwen stood up and said to the three thugs, "I think you should tone it down, otherwise it will have a bad influence and give people who have just arrived in this city a very bad impression of New York City, just like me."