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

Queens, New York.

Gwen looked at the bloodstone before her and exclaimed in admiration.

Having returned from school, Gwen stared in shock at the Bloodstone in Peter's room.

"So, the guy impersonating you is a mutant named Mystique?"

Gwen finally managed to tear her gaze away from the bloodstone and asked Peter.

"Yes, she has the ability to become someone else, even with the same DNA. If you were to see another version of yourself on the street someday, I don't think it would be surprising."

Peter casually remarked to Gwen, "Also, she's not a friendly person towards humans."

He told Gwen about the factions among mutants.

"Besides moderate organizations like the X-Men, there are also organizations like the Brotherhood of Mutants."

Magneto was the initial leader of the Brotherhood of Mutants, but he later became Mystique.

He doesn't know if Magneto has already retired, which is why Mystique stepped into the spotlight.

However, the world I live in is a parallel world, so it's normal that it's different from the main world.

"I never imagined there were so many differences among mutants."

She asked Peter, "Is Mystique's reason for stealing the Bloodstone to control monsters and attack humans? After all, you said she's hostile to humans."

"It's highly likely that many dark creatures exist near and within New York City, and these creatures were brought to New York under Mystique's control. She probably planned to gather these dark creatures together, but..."

Peter paused for a moment, then said, "She never expected that I would obtain the Bloodstone."

Gwen suddenly felt sorry for Mystique.

She forced herself to shake the thought out of her mind and said, "But this Elsa Bloodstone you mentioned must be very unhappy that your family's Bloodstone was taken away by you, right, Peter?"

“I got it from Mystique, and even if she’s unhappy about it, I think she should be the one to cause trouble for Mystique.”

Peter said it in a matter-of-fact tone.

"But."

Gwen thought about it and realized that although the logic seemed to be correct, something didn't quite feel right.

She couldn't immediately figure out what the problem was.

However, she knew Peter's temperament.

Peter wasn't as considerate of others as I was.

It should be said that Peter doesn't seem to care much about anyone except his close friends and family.

"Hopefully Elsa isn't in too bad a mood."

Gwen said this last thing.

She herself felt that this was useless nonsense.

After thinking about Elsa Bloodstone for a few seconds, Gwen's gaze returned to Bloodstone in front of her.

"Peter, can this stone really control dark creatures?"

Gwen wasn't interested in the power granted by the Bloodstone, but she was intrigued by its ability to control monsters.

"Yes, that is its ability, which grants the user control over those dark creatures."

Peter reached out and gripped the bloodstone, applying a slight pressure.

The compressed bloodstone emitted a bright light and exuded a powerful aura, impacting the surrounding space.

Peter's expression remained unchanged as he focused all his energy on compressing Bloodstone's size.

At the same time, more resources should be concentrated on it.

To Gwen's astonishment, Peter squeezed the bloodstone into a piece the size of a pigeon's egg, a purer, more subdued blood-red stone with a softer hue.

Peter placed the concentrated bloodstone in his palm, then took a metal ring from the drawer.

With a little force, he turned the metal ring into a ring.

Peter placed the bloodstone on the ring, and thus, a blood-red "diamond" ring the size of a pigeon's egg was born.

After making the ring, Peter handed it to Gwen.

"This is for you, Gwen."

Gwen stared in astonishment at the stunningly beautiful ring before her.

"This is... a gift for me?"

She asked, somewhat incredulously.

"Of course you don't like it?"

"I like it, but it's too expensive."

Gwen took a deep breath, suppressing her excitement. "You also gave me a ring last time, a ring that Queen Elizabeth once owned..."

She looked at the bloodstone ring with some reluctance, "I can't accept it. Perhaps it will be of greater use to you."

Gwen was very touched that Peter had given her such a valuable gift.

But she knew that Peter might need it more than she did.

After all, besides being aesthetically pleasing, this thing can also grant the host greater power.

Peter often did dangerous things; he needed to do them more than he needed to.

“It’s alright. To me, it’s just a stone. Compared to you, Gwen, it’s insignificant.”

After saying this, Peter was also somewhat puzzled.

When did I start saying these kinds of things?

He looked at Gwen, whose expression seemed to change after hearing what he said, and her gaze was filled with a strange emotion.

This girl isn't going to be moved and then try to seduce me, is she?

Although he didn't object, Aunt Mei was still downstairs, so he had to maintain his composure.

In addition, while bloodstones are indeed precious, they are not indispensable to him.

This thing has limited effect on his strength; its most important function is controlling dark creatures.

But he couldn't think of any other use for dark creatures besides feeding the "Queen".

"But."

Gwen is already smitten.

No woman can resist a diamond that sparkles with such extraordinary brilliance.

Gwen was no exception.

"What's yours is mine, Gwen. If I need it, you can give it back to me. Just keep it for now; it can also protect you."

Gwen nodded and accepted the diamond after hearing Peter's words.

Her eyes seemed to well up with tears as she looked at Peter.

Then, with Spider-Woman's agility, she grabbed Peter's body.

"Thank you, Peter."

"You're welcome, Gwen, but what are you trying to do in that position?"

"I want to do something I've never done before."

"Well, I'm not really against it, but I need to take precautions. I'm afraid of getting a mutant."

Gwen immediately became furious and embarrassed, "Who wants to do 'that' with you!"

Which one do you want?

"I want to try everything except that one."

Peter nodded and said, "We can try somewhere else."

He suddenly thought of a place.

"where?"

A few minutes later.

Standing on the Brooklyn Bridge, feeling the night breeze, Gwen asked Peter, "Is this the place you're talking about? To be honest, Peter, the view is pretty good, but it's a bit windy."

"Really? How about this?"

Upon hearing Peter's words, Gwen turned around and saw that he had already woven a net on the bridge.

“You can try climbing over here.”

Peter sat in the middle of the net, gesturing for Gwen to try what she had mentioned.

"Okay, we've gone too far."

Despite saying that, Gwen still obediently climbed into Peter's net like captured prey.

Three months later.

On a highway far from the city center.

Truck driver Chris is driving his truck toward the factory.

The drive had been too long, and it was getting late. The once orderly road began to look to him like the haphazard, winding paint marks haphazardly drawn with a paintbrush, as if it were from a painting by Salvador Dalí.

He casually unscrewed the cap of a mini bottle of "Five Hour Energy" drink and tossed it behind the car.

The drink tasted like a mixture of cough syrup filtered through a gym sock and vinegar.

This thing is a bit dangerous; he needs to be extra careful to avoid any problems.

He took the scenic route.

The speed was slow and the distance was quite far, but Chris didn't mind.

Although this road is longer, it is more streamlined and has less traffic.

Now there is only him here, and the road.