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

"Do not."

Peter shook his head. "I just think taking the bus is easier than walking. If you could fly, Wanda, maybe we wouldn't have to take the bus anymore."

Wanda immediately became frustrated. "Sorry, I haven't learned it yet."

Just as Wanda expressed her desire to learn to fly, someone tried to sit next to her.

Before the bus had even stopped, someone squeezed in.

The emaciated woman was probably forty years old, but looked sixty. She wore large earrings and a tie-dye dress, and moved closer to Wanda.

Peter, seeing the woman trying to sit down, threatened, "Don't sit here if you want trouble..."

The emaciated woman hesitated and wavered, ultimately not sitting down.

Finally, she escaped and found another empty seat.

Wanda was somewhat shocked as she watched Peter almost rudely drive the woman away.

"Do you think I'm rude and disrespectful, Wanda?"

Wanda swallowed hard; she wanted to hear her teacher's explanation.

Peter gazed out the window at the 1990s scenery and said, "Some people don't deserve pity."

“I know a girl, and I’ve seen her through every stage of her life, from when she was twenty until she was thirty.”

Peter told her about a girl he knew in his previous life in the alien world.

"Do you want to know, Wanda?"

"Of course, teacher."

Peter nodded, feeling that he wouldn't be worthy of the title of teacher if he didn't teach something.

He recalled for a moment and said slowly, "Her name was Diana Valentine. When she was eighteen, the year before she graduated from Caldecott, one of her boyfriends got her addicted to drugs."

"At nineteen, Diana discovered she was pregnant, and the father was likely one of those men. The pregnancy was quite troublesome because she had not quit, or even reduced, her drug addiction."

Peter calmly said, "When the baby was born ten weeks premature, the child had a low fetal heart rate and had to be hospitalized—but eventually, the child, whom Diana named Alicia, had a stable heart rate and was finally able to go home with her mother."

Wanda listened intently to Peter's story, completely absorbed in it. She nestled against Peter like a little girl listening to her parents tell a story.

"At the age of twenty, Diana decided to find a man to live with. She chose a weak man who was ten years older than her, a man who desperately needed love and was willing to do anything for it. He himself did not use meth, but at times he was addicted to alcohol."

“His name was Steco, and he believed, like many bad relationships, that he could fix Diana, that he could save her from her worst vices. Six months later, Scott became addicted to meth.”

Peter paused for a moment when he got to this point.

Wanda also felt the story was somewhat heavy, and sat up straight.

"At the age of twenty-one, Diana and Scott were having fun at a local hotel. Alicia, who was not yet two years old, was home alone. The little girl was developing slowly and had not yet learned to walk, but she could certainly crawl."

"She climbed into the cabinet under the sink, found a bottle of drain cleaner, opened it, drank it, and then died painfully on the kitchen floor. Diana and Steco didn't go to see her all day because they completely forgot to go home to check on her."

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, Wanda exclaimed in surprise.

She never imagined that an innocent baby would die.

"What two unforgivable villains!"

She said through gritted teeth.

Peter continued telling the story with a blank expression.

"At twenty-two—in fact, it was her twenty-second birthday—Diana was in the hospital. Sterco, now off meth but a heavy drinker, was abusing her. He broke her nose and part of her eyelid, so she left him."

"At the age of twenty-three, Diana quit drugs and alcohol."

"At the age of twenty-five, Diana relapsed and was once again controlled by this thing."

Upon hearing this, Wanda had already guessed why Peter was telling her this story.

She cast a pitying glance at the thin woman from before.

Is the teacher reminding herself that there are some things she shouldn't touch?

"and after?"

Wanda continued to ask curiously.

"At the age of twenty-six, Diana mistakenly believed that she had been cheated by her dealer, a woman named Scarlett. Because of this irresistible thing, Diana's brain tissue could no longer regenerate, those pleasurable chemicals, and all her senses had disappeared."

"She thought her dealer had stolen her money and hadn't given her the drugs, but the truth was, she had received the poison and had already taken it all. The delusion persisted, so she broke the mirror hanging on Scarlett's sofa and used a shard to slit the woman's throat, thus Diana suffered a long period of imprisonment."

Peter paused for a moment, then continued:

"At the age of twenty-eight, Diana killed another prisoner with a lunch tray."

"At the age of 29, she became addicted to a new drug that invaded American life—something that was initially popular in prisons and was known as 'Lizard.' It was a derivative of morphine, and many inmates called it 'Lizard' because it would damage the user's skin, giving it a scaly appearance."

Upon hearing this, Wanda suddenly felt a pang of discomfort in her heart.

She knew that this woman named Diana had one more year to live.

"At the age of thirty, Diana developed gangrene from using the 'lizard,' and they had to amputate her left leg below the knee. Complications occurred during the surgery, and Diana died in prison in great pain, leaving behind only her mother's longing."

After Peter finished speaking, he fell silent.

The woman he was referring to was his sister from the alien world in his previous life.

Although he felt no pity for the deaths of such people, the thought of them evoked complex emotions in him.

"I understand, teacher. Thank you for telling me this story. I will never touch such things again."

Wanda put her arm around his and said.

"No, you're wrong, Wanda. The desires that Diana indulged in were drugs, but these drugs took different forms in different people's eyes."

Peter said with a serious expression, "In Doctor Strange's eyes, this drug is his obsession with Christine. Even knowing that it is poisonous, he still will not give up."

"So, Wanda, what are your drugs?"

Peter stared into her eyes and asked.

In his previous life, he knew about the war between Wanda and Doctor Strange.

For the sake of two children who never even existed in reality, and for the sake of her obsession with so-called "motherly love," she brazenly launched a war against Doctor Strange.

Even knowing it was "drugs," she probably wouldn't have given up at that time.

"I?"

Wanda was surprised that Peter would ask her that question. She thought for a moment and said, "I don't know, but I certainly won't get addicted to it."

"hope so."

Peter shook his head and turned his gaze back to the scenery outside the car.

"Squeak!"

The bus stopped, and Peter got off, guided by the cloak, and stood in front of a bar.

Is Gwen here?

With doubts in his mind, he led Wanda into the bar.

Perhaps because it was daytime, there weren't many people in the bar.

Wanda spotted Gwen sitting at the bar immediately.

She immediately stepped forward and grabbed the other person's arm.

"Gwen? We've finally found you!"

"?!"

Seeing someone grab her arm, "Gwen" turned around in surprise. "What did you just call me?"

"Gwen?!"

Wanda looked at "Gwen" in front of her with suspicion and took a step back, unsure of what to do.

The girl in front of me does look a lot like Gwen, but her temperament is completely different.

The other person was wearing a bohemian maxi dress and had blonde hair, exuding a sweet charm that was somewhat different from Gwen's slightly masculine aura.

"I think you may have mistaken me for someone else."

The girl smiled slightly at Wanda. "My name isn't Gwen, it's Helen."

Peter, standing beside her, gazed at the man's face, which bore an striking resemblance to Gwen's.

She looks almost exactly like Gwen, and her name is Helen.

Suddenly!

A flash of lightning suddenly struck his mind.

Helen Stacy?

Is this my mother-in-law?

Chapter 313 The Rebellious Mother-in-Law

A girl who looks remarkably like Gwen greets Wanda, saying, "Perhaps you've mistaken me for someone else."

She looked at Peter as she spoke.

Upon seeing the cloak draped over Peter's back and his out-of-fashion attire, which was out of step with the times, her eyebrows twitched, and she immediately became very interested in him.

Helen Grace, who is always very curious, wondered if Peter was some kind of immature young man who liked to dress up as a sorcerer or wizard.

"But if you don't mind, I can buy you a drink."

She spoke generously to Peter and Wanda.

"Uh"

Wanda looked to Peter for help; she didn't know what to do.

If the girl in front of me isn't Gwen, why do they look so alike?

After comparing the woman's appearance with Gwen's again, Peter asked her, "Do you know George Stacy?"