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

His brow furrowed as he recalled the Marvel works he had seen in his previous life.

I seem to remember that Christine didn't die, right?

Do not!

He quickly shook his head; he was on Earth 65.

The Doctor Strange here is not the one from the main universe.

Looking at Strange, who was standing outside the operating room on the verge of a mental breakdown, Peter prayed for his fate for a second.

The next day.

Gwen shot out spider silk from her wrist and headed towards the school.

The aftermath of the Heirs incident has gradually faded, but the public's curiosity about the Spider-Man who once appeared has not diminished much.

"I believe the only advantage is that even if I appear on the streets, I won't be talked about by too many people. After all, compared to those Spider-Men, I'm not that special."

"Whoosh!"

Shooting out spider silk, her figure swept past between skyscrapers, Gwen's gaze fixed ahead.

Her gaze suddenly fell upon a group of cheering students near a school.

The blond man surrounded in the middle looked somewhat familiar.

Next to the crowd, a car was burning.

The car emitted thick smoke, and the crackling sound of flames could be heard several meters away.

This is just another boring trick!

"Hey!"

With a "thud," Gwen landed and stood in front of the group of guys.

"Can't you kids just relax in a shopping mall like normal people? Why do you have to do this irresponsible, decadent thing that only delinquent teenagers and bored lazybones would do?"

Although she herself was not out of the teenage age range, Gwen still put on a stern face and reprimanded the other person.

Because she was wearing a mask, no one knew what she really looked like, so she felt no discomfort saying these words.

"So... what exactly are you doing?"

Gwen pointed her finger at the blond man.

This guy must be the Gerdorf that Little Rascal was talking about.

The student next to Gerdorf swallowed hard and said to him, "Hey, buddy, this is Spider-Woman, also known as Ghost Spider. Although she's not as strong as Spider-Man, she's still a tough one to deal with."

Gerdorf had just transferred to New York and wasn't very familiar with his good neighbor, Gwen.

He did know that Spider-Man was very famous in New York City.

He clenched his fist, looking at Gwen with eager anticipation.

What are you planning to do to me?

"I'm going to kick you so hard you'll crawl all over the place, and that you'll never do anything illegal again."

Gwen overheard their murmurs and was annoyed by their disdain for her.

Gerdorf looked at her defiantly, "If it were Spider-Man, it might be a bit troublesome, but if it's you, the Spider-Woman who imitates him, I'm not afraid of you."

"Okay, you can try to see if I'm an imitator, just use your face to test it."

Gwen immediately became annoyed when she heard the other person say that she was an imitator of Peter.

Meanwhile, Gerdorf also had energy accumulating in his hands.

A battle seems imminent.

Just as everyone at the scene held their breath, watching a battle of the century, sirens suddenly sounded.

Everyone turned around and saw that the police were rushing towards them.

The crowd immediately scattered and fled in all directions.

The once arrogant Gerdorff immediately became flustered.

He immediately looked around nervously.

Police cars have blocked the street.

When Gwen saw the police arrive, she decided not to stay there.

These guys should be handed over to the police.

Just as she was about to shoot out her spider silk and leave, Gerdorf suddenly grabbed her sleeve.

"Um...take me with you?"

"what?"

Gwen looked at the guy with a face full of anxiety and helplessness. Was this the same arrogant guy from just now?

"I can't get caught, otherwise they'll send me back."

The police had already gotten out of their car and were heading this way.

The team leader was none other than Gwen's old acquaintance—Detective Devoff.

"Do you think I'd help you? Goodbye, hot-blooded youth."

As she spoke, Gwen prepared to shoot out a spider web to carry her away from this place.

But just as she was being pulled into the air, she realized that the other person was holding her arm tightly and was also being pulled up.

"Hey, what are you doing? Get down here, you idiot!"

As Gwen cursed at him, she shoved him.

Gerdorf, who had been pushed, screamed as he plummeted from the sky.

"idiot!"

Seeing that the other person was about to fall to his death, Gwen had no choice but to shoot out a web to pull him back.

"Oh!"

Gwen landed on the rooftop of a building, and Gerdorf was also thrown onto the rooftop by her, rolling along the ground.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Gwen asked the man who had stood up, "And why did you blow up the car? I mean, why did you do something like that?"

Gwen frowned and asked, "What party?"

"It was that rock party. I drank a bit too much, you know. I was just having some fun with the car parked there. You understand, it was just to make people laugh, you get it."

Gerdorf explained, "And because of this, the principal found the list of people who went to the party and suspended half the team. We were about to make it to the finals, and I was furious. I told him that if the suspension wasn't lifted, I would protest, so I blew up his car."

"Forehead"

After hearing what the other person said, Gwen's mind was a little confused.

Although the other party did something you wanted to do but didn't dare to, it was completely illegal.

Gerdorff continued, "But my mind was a bit muddled. I blew up another teacher's car because I was distracted when she called my name."

Gwen retorted speechlessly, "I really can't think of a word more suitable to describe you than 'idiot'."

"listen"

Gwen put her hands on her hips, deciding to teach this idiot a lesson.

"You possess incredible abilities, but do you think the best use for them is to blow up the principal's car and show off to others?"

Gerdorf didn't speak, but squinted and suddenly said, "It's getting windy here."

"what?"

Have you ever been to our school?

"No."

What does your face look like under that mask? Would you mind if I saw it?

"Of course I mind. If you do that, I swear I'll throw you down like a loaf of bread."

"Who's stronger, you or Spider-Man?"

“I am not as good as him, but I can punish him in some way, and he can only obediently listen to me.”

What is your superpower?

"I have some spider abilities, such as lifting things that are much heavier than myself."

Gwen felt increasingly uneasy as she listened; why was this guy checking her own household registration?

Gerdorff, oblivious to her odd behavior, continued, "Cool, that's my ability."

He snapped his fingers, and a ball of energy appeared in his hand. "I can make something explode just by looking at it."

"Just one glance?"

"Yes, concentrate, like this."

As he spoke, he looked at the wooden barrel in the corner of the rooftop, and with a "boom," the barrel exploded instantly.

"How did you acquire this ability? You're a mutant, aren't you?"

Upon hearing Gwen say that she was a mutant, Gerdorff immediately objected, "I am not a mutant, mutants are all children of evil!"

"Okay, so what's with your accent? Where are you from?"

“I am an orphan. I was born in Latvia and was adopted by an American family two years ago.”

Gerdorf said in a low voice, "My adoptive parents also think I'm a mutant. I tell them I'm not, but I can see fear in their eyes."

Gwen nodded. "You think differently from me. Perhaps you can use your superpowers to help some people."

Just as she was about to continue persuading the other party, she suddenly heard the roar of an engine.

"Hey, do you mind if we take two minutes of your time?"

A voice came from above their heads.