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

He couldn't bring himself to tell the truth: the black cat's pet had been eaten by the "Queen."

He has a very close spiritual connection with the "Queen." Although the two cannot communicate, he can basically understand what the "Queen" wants to express.

It's more like a shared spiritual relationship based on a contract.

Moreover, he already knew from the "Queen" about the black cat's encounter with Spider-Man and his crew.

"Yes, I didn't find my pet, but I did find a few spiders."

Black Cat didn't hide anything and told everyone what he knew about the four Spider-Men.

"That's the whole story. They say it's Spider-Man from another dimension. I think you must be having a bigger headache than I am."

Peter nodded after hearing this.

From Black Cat's description, he could roughly guess what these Spider-Men were planning to do.

Are they preparing to join forces against the Heirs, or are these people here for Gwen?

In any case, these Spider-Men's goals should all be related to the Heirs family.

"You don't seem surprised at all?"

The black cat, holding the tea, asked him in surprise.

"Yes, I've seen quite a few Spider-Men."

"Really?"

The black cat's eyes widened.

"I don't feel the need to lie."

He thought the black cat's tea was good and wanted to take a few packs home to try.

The black cat found it incredible. "So, parallel universes really exist? And there's an evil version of you in one of them?"

She thought of the dream she had just had, in which the evil Spider-Man's eyes were bleeding.

"It's very possible."

Peter asked her, "Do you know where those Spider-Men went?"

"No, we parted ways after exchanging only a few words."

The black cat glanced at Peter. "But I think you two should be able to meet soon."

"hope so."

After asking her a few questions, Peter prepared to take his leave.

Are you just going to leave like this?

The black cat revealed a seductive expression, stretched its body, and its body lines were perfectly displayed under its pajamas.

"You just show up here out of the blue like this, don't you plan to do anything?"

Peter wanted to say that I was a decent person.

"correct."

He feigned a sudden realization and asked, "Could you give me some of those tea leaves?"

"Just tea leaves?"

"What else do you want to do?"

Peter pretended not to understand.

He just finished a punishment game with Gwen, and now he's going to act like a jerk here?

I'm sorry, but I do have some principles.

I want you.

The black cat walked over and put a hand on his shoulder. "I need you to watch TV with me for a while. You won't refuse, right? 'American Werewolf in London'."

Chapter 265 Hello, Spiders

Gwen stood at the entrance of Midtown High School, looking inside.

A lot has happened recently, and she hasn't been to school for a long time.

Miss Fish has warned her several times.

So she planned to come to the school to ask Miss Fish for more leave slips, and also to ask for some for Peter.

Suddenly remembering the punishment she and Peter had given each other the night before, she felt a pang of embarrassment.

Gwen shook her head, banishing the strange thought from her mind.

A guard stood at the door—an old black man whose eyes were squinted behind skin that looked like a wriggling slug, and whose cheeks were covered with a pale, brush-like beard.

He held out his palm to signal Gwen to stop.

“Gwen, you haven’t been to school in a long time.”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Homer.”

Gwen apologized to the doorman, "Perhaps you could write my name on the whiteboard."

Mr. Homer, who was in charge of school security, looked down at the writing board and squinted even more.

Seeing how hard he was squinting, it felt like his eyelids were about to disappear.

Gwen wasn't even sure if he could see things clearly.

"Yes, yes, that's right. I'll make a note of when you were late."

"Thank you, Mr. Homer."

After thanking the other party, Gwen walked towards the school gate.

This is a winding road that extends into a grove of trees at a bend.

Before Gwen stood a row of iron gates, guards standing watch, and a brass plaque on the pale brick wall, bearing the words "Secondary High School" in dazzling, intricate calligraphy.

Returning to school always made Gwen's mind wander.

I wonder how my classmates are doing?

"King Kong"?

Lightning Thompson?

What happened to those dishonest guys who used to bully Peter?

Just as she was lost in thought, she entered the school.

Although it's late summer and Midtown High School starts early, it still feels the same: the days are getting shorter, the mornings are getting darker, and the night, like a stealthy intruder, always comes silently to your window.

With the end of summer, the school started a new semester.

School was never a memorable time for Gwen.

Classes, exams, papers, lectures—these are all fine.

But the other kids, some lowlife rascals (she'd already added King Kong and Lightning Thompson to the mix), were thrown into elementary school—from the lower grades to the upper grades—like being dropped onto a target-shooting machine full of hungry piranhas.

They were never satisfied.

Gwen walked on the green lawn behind the school, passing an art class.

The students sat in a semicircle, and a slender, gentle, and charming teacher, dressed in a batik dress, was trying to sketch a fallen leaf.

The woman was wearing a pink top and gray casual pants.

She has a sweet face, a face like a lullaby.

Gwen looked at this somewhat unfamiliar teacher.

She had never met this teacher before.

Just as she was trying to recall if she remembered the teacher, she suddenly noticed a flame coming from the art classroom.

Immediately afterwards, large plumes of smoke spread out of the burning room.

The woman and students who were taking classes outside also became aware of the fire.

A group of people immediately stood up in a panic.

Gwen's symbiote immediately spread to her body, and she instantly changed clothes before rushing into the burning room.

Inside the burning art room, there was still one student who hadn't escaped.

Gwenke immediately rescued her.

"Whoosh!"

She shot out spider silk from her wrist, shattering the window, and then grabbed the girl and rushed out as fast as she could.

"Oh!"

Gwen landed on the ground, put the coughing student down, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He watched as the beautiful female teacher excitedly walked over, took the girl from her, and thanked her.

Gwen shrugged. "You're welcome. This is the first good deed Spider-Woman has done since her rebirth."

Just as she turned to leave, she suddenly noticed a shadow appear behind her, flashing by.

The other person seemed to be wearing a Spider-Man costume similar to his own.

Spider-Man?

No, it's Spider-Woman!

Gwen was shocked. Could it be that another Spider-Woman similar to herself had appeared in this world?

No, that's unlikely. It's more likely she's from a parallel universe, a Spider-Woman similar to Jessica and her friends.

Gwen immediately gave chase.

at the same time.

A remote neighborhood in Queens, New York.