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

"I'm dead! If the police catch me!"

Phantom Cat was holding up her phone, broadcasting everything that was happening to Little Rascal live, but when she saw the police car arrive, she had to put her phone away.

"I have to go, the police are here!"

She flipped the phone so that her face was facing the little rascal.

As Phantom Cat ran forward, it asked the mischievous kid on the other end of the phone, "Is this what you meant by predicting my unfortunate situation?"

"Everyone stay still!"

"I said, everyone stop right there!"

The police got out of the car and shouted to the crowd.

Phantom Cat, of course, wouldn't be foolish enough to stay behind; she quickly ran forward.

The surrounding area was filled with screaming, panicked crowds.

Phantom Cat followed several people to a place, only to be immediately dumbfounded.

Because there was a wall in front of her!

"Okay, so the worst thing is being blocked by this wall."

Even while escaping, Phantom Cat didn't hang up the video call and continued to complain to her friend.

"Fortunately, I also have superpowers."

She muttered something to her phone, activated her superpower, and instantly passed through the wall, leaving everyone dumbfounded as she disappeared.

Finally, Phantom Cat escaped to a bus stop.

Panting, she picked up her phone and said to the little rascal who hadn't hung up yet, "Okay, I'm safe now."

Little Rascal: ".?!"

She didn't know what to say.

After a long pause, she asked the other party, "What exactly are you doing?"

Phantom Cat explained to her, "That guy, the tall, skinny blond guy, Gerdorf, he blew up a few cars on the lawn, everyone at the party got excited, and then you saw it, the police came, and everyone ran away."

The little rascal continued, "How did it explode?"

"I don't know, he seems like he'd explode if he thought about it."

"how is this possible?"

"Who knows? Maybe that's just his mutant ability."

The little rascal sat up in bed and asked, "Do you know him?"

"He's an exchange student, I think he's a new transfer student to our school. Maybe he used some kind of trick."

Phantom Cat shared what she knew: "These boys just like to play tricks."

A sense of unease rose within Little Rascal. "You can't be so high-profile, I mean as mutants."

In Earth-65, while mutants do not have the same low status as in the main world, they are still excluded from the mainstream of society.

Although some mutants have always wanted to change their environment and coexist peacefully with humans, mutants have always been discriminated against due to humans' inherent xenophobic nature.

Because of her inability to touch human skin, Little Rascal is even more cautious about her views on humans.

Before meeting Peter, she was always a loner at school and rarely interacted with others.

Even participating in Tony Stark's underground adventure plan required a great deal of courage.

Fortunately, I participated in that adventure, which is how I met Peter.

Chapter 295 The Death of Christine

The next day.

After Little Rascal got up, he asked Peter and Gwen a question.

"what?"

Gwen touched her nose somewhat guiltily.

Although she and Peter didn't take the final step last night, they still did something wrong, so she kept a close eye on the little rascal, afraid that he would see through her.

"Last night's party news was about mutants."

Seeing Gwen's bewildered expression, the little rascal waved his hand, "Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"You mean that idiot who blew up the car?"

Peter spoke as he came downstairs.

"?"

The little rascal looked at him in surprise, "Peter, how did you know?"

"I saw the news."

Peter held up his phone. "The news says someone may have used special tools to blow up the car."

Although he didn't know what had happened, he could roughly guess what was going on.

Gwen curiously took the phone from Peter and asked while looking at the news, "But I didn't see any guys wearing combat suits. Are they really mutants?"

"It should be about the same."

The little rascal showed the two of them a video he had recorded the night before. “Coincidentally, Katie was also there at the time, and we recorded the ‘crime scene’ during our video call.”

"By the way, I know a really cool guy named Wolverine, and he doesn't wear a combat suit either."

Peter, who was standing nearby, looked slightly surprised when he heard the little rascal say that he knew Wolverine.

Does this world's little rascal know Wolverine?

He was pondering whether the Wolverine in this world was male or female, while Gwen and Rogue were gossiping about the blonde man Gerdorff's superpowers.

"Goo!"

Gwen's stomach suddenly growled.

"Okay, I need to take care of breakfast."

She said to the little rascal, "I'd like to order a cheeseburger, or a cheese burger. Would you like me to order one for you?"

The little rascal shook his head. "No, I don't like animal fats. I bet there are animal fats in the cheese."

"Actually."

As Gwen took out her phone, she said, "Animal fats have a bad reputation. In the 1970s, they were demonized along with other animal fats. But the truth is, what kills you is actually vegetable fat, like Crossco margarine."

Gwen quickly ordered a cheeseburger and also ordered one for Peter.

Just as she was eagerly awaiting the delivery of her burger, her phone rang.

"Buzz!"

Gwen's phone vibrated, and she looked at the caller's name—Liz.

After exchanging a few words with Liz, she put her phone down in frustration.

"Although we saved the multiverse from crisis, we still can't escape the Past test."

Gwen said that she is most afraid of hearing about exams now.

After all, she's been busy with the successor's affairs lately and hasn't been to school for a long time.

Even the Mary Janes band hasn't participated in rehearsals for a long time.

"I'm afraid I'll do terribly on the exam."

Gwen cast a helpless look at Peter.

"Just like you, Gwen, I have absolutely no confidence in my academic exams."

Peter shrugged and said to her, "The thing you have over me is that Gwen is a top student."

"I'm not some academic genius."

Gwen sighed. "Compared to you, Peter, I don't think I'm smart enough."

Little Rascal looked at Peter and Gwen and felt that the air was filled with the sour smell of love.

So, are you guys planning to go to school?

She coughed, interrupting the two of them with a slightly annoyed tone.

“I think I can’t escape it, after all, I have to prepare for the ‘Past exam’.”

Gwen sighed and said.

evening.

New York-Presbyterian Hospital.

"This place is like a prison."

Before becoming Doctor Strange, Strange lay in his hospital bed and spoke to Christine beside him.

Two weeks have passed since Peter warned him about the car accident that happened on a rainy night.

In his haste to save time, he sped along a mountain road in the rainy night in his Lamborghini, but ultimately could not avoid a car accident.

Strange lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, his eyes as blank as a blackboard.

He felt like he was dead, but he wasn't dead—his pulse was still beating, but his brain was numb, and his mind was like a desolate vegetable garden overgrown with rotten vegetables.

Recovering from this terrible state, he stared blankly at his hands, which were bandaged up like rice dumplings.

His hands, which he was so proud of, were now trembling and numb.

His hands, severely damaged by nerves, made it impossible for him to even hold chopsticks.

The thought that his hands would never be able to hold a scalpel again filled him with despair.

Christine, who was taking care of him, said to him, "This is where you used to work."

"But now it's a nice prison, no different from any other prison."