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

“Animals are all despicable and cruel. Cats are promiscuous, ants enslave other insects, including their own kind, and chimpanzees fight and brawl for power and profit. They will ruthlessly kill their opponents, leave excrement on the opponent's corpse, and smash the opponent's offspring to death on rocks.”

"They also steal female gorillas from other groups, forcing them to reproduce for them. Even worse, they sometimes eat defeated male rivals."

Peter turned to look at Sarah, who saw a glint of incomprehension in his eyes.

"Nature is savage and ugly; that is the only standard and the premise. Humans are also animals, part of nature, so we are equally savage and ugly."

After hearing Peter's point of view, Sarah stood there stunned.

After a moment, she said to Peter, “But I’ve always believed that we are not animals because we are bound by chains, and that we have feelings.”

"Do you consider yourself an animal, Peter?"

Sarah suddenly asked Peter a question.

Peter shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Sarah organized her thoughts, “Perhaps you try to see yourself as an animal, Peter, but you can’t, because deep down you’re still human. Although I don’t know where you come from or what kind of person you are, you’re not Patton, nor are you that kind of savage, ugly animal.”

Sarah reached out and touched the embryonic area on Peter's chest.

"It seems like a different heartbeat here; I can feel it."

Sarah could sense that Peter was special.

Just as she was about to say something more, Peter's expression suddenly turned serious.

Chapter 201 Spider Silk and Gwen's Daily Life

"what happened?"

Sarah, noticing Peter's unusual behavior, looked up at him and asked.

"There's something unusual about this."

Peter reached out his hand, a thought forming in his mind.

The alien exoskeleton instantly covered his entire body.

Sarah, who was completely unprepared, stared in shock as the black exoskeleton spread and covered Peter's entire body like a tidal wave.

"This"

Seeing Peter enveloped in black armor, exuding an air of mystery and profundity, and seemingly transformed into another person by the exoskeleton, Sarah covered her mouth with her hand.

"My God! Peter, is that your uniform? A superhero's uniform, or an exorcist's uniform?"

Sarah thought Peter's current suit was very cool.

At least it's pleasing to my aesthetic standards.

Peter shrugged and said to her, “I can accept a little flattery, but not too much. Don’t tell me, Sarah, you’ve never seen a guy in a tight-fitting suit in New York.”

Sarah shook her head. "I've seen it before, but your clothes don't look like bodysuits."

She slowly reached out and stroked Peter's exoskeleton with a curious look in her eyes.

"It looks like something that has a life of its own."

Peter was somewhat surprised by Sarah's perception.

Although the other party does not have superpowers, they are meticulous and have a much stronger sense of perception than ordinary people.

"In some respects, it does have vitality."

As he spoke, Peter looked towards the tall buildings in the distance.

What was that unsettling aura he felt?

He was about to jump off the rooftop when he saw a black car parked below.

A man and a woman got out of the car and walked upstairs.

"You should go back, Sarah."

Peter turned to Sarah and said.

"Well, you're always so mysterious. I hope you have a peaceful night."

Sarah turned and walked downstairs.

As soon as he entered the room, he threw himself onto the sofa.

As I rubbed my throbbing forehead, the doorbell suddenly rang.

She stood up and looked through the peephole at the door.

Through the peephole, I could see a man and a woman standing outside.

"Who are you looking for?"

Sarah asked warily.

She has been much more careful since the Barton incident.

"New York Police Department."

The woman showed Sarah the police ID in her hand.

Sarah hesitated for a moment, then finally opened the door to welcome the two of them.

"Good evening," the woman said to Sarah.

"good evening."

Sarah didn't quite understand why the police were looking for her. Was it about Barton?

The white man introduced himself to Sarah, "I'm Mulder, and this is my colleague, Scully."

“We’re from the New York Police Department,” the man said to her.

"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?" she cleared her throat and asked somewhat uneasily.

"We'd like to ask you a few questions."

"can."

Sarah tried her best to act as if nothing was wrong.

Has it been discovered that Patton has become a spider-cannibal?

How can I explain myself in a way that will make the other person believe me?

Her heart was pounding like a startled antelope; she could even hear the blood rushing through her veins and the thunderous sound of her pulse in her neck.

Could Peter be being targeted by them as well?

Was the other person asking her about Barton?

The two police officers did not notice the unusual expression on Sarah's face.

The female police officer told her, "We're looking for someone."

As she spoke, she showed a photo.

Sarah's throat tightened instantly.

The person in the photo is Peter!

Although their clothes and attire looked different, their appearance was almost identical to Peter's.

"Do you know this person?" the policewoman asked her.

She then added, "His name is Peter Parker."

"Hmm, no, I've met a lot of people, but I've never met him."

Sarah tried her best not to give herself away.

"And this one?"

Seeing that Sarah didn't recognize the photo, the man took out another photo and handed it to her.

Sarah looked at the black-haired girl in the photo and shook her head. "I don't know her."

She really didn't recognize the girl in the photo.

Sarah, sensing something was off about the two police officers, asked them, "Excuse me, are you really police officers?"

"of course."

"Could I see your documents again?"

The policewoman didn't say anything, but showed her her identification.

The man did as he was told.

“I’m sorry,” Sarah said to the two after carefully examining the documents, “I haven’t seen these two people before, I’m sorry.”

The male police officer seemed somewhat unwilling and said to her, "Take another look, maybe—"

“Mood,” the woman placed a small hand on the man’s chest, “we shouldn’t disturb her. She doesn’t know anything. Thank you.”

After thanking her, the two men turned and walked toward a black car parked not far from the door.

They looked like an extremely mismatched pair.

Sarah breathed a sigh of relief after watching the two leave.

"Thank you for keeping it a secret."

Peter's voice suddenly sounded behind her.

Startled, Sarah gave Peter a reproachful glare.

"Are you always so elusive?"

"That happens occasionally."

Sarah watched the two officers leave and said to Peter, "I'm not used to lying to law enforcement, but they seemed a bit strange."

Peter didn't speak. He watched the black car drive out of the parking lot, onto the adjacent avenue, and disappear into the night.

"You're right, they're not police officers."

Peter drew the curtains and said to Sarah.