Marvel's Spider-Man: Web of Fate

He was like that back then; the slightest movement would turn into a disaster.

That day he broke the toilet faucet, snapped a toothbrush, and smashed several roadside railings. It took him a lot of effort to control himself.

But he should have already fully mastered his current power.

Even if his body hasn't fully developed like the blond Spider-Man's, it should only be growing slowly.

Theoretically, there shouldn't be any more situations where things get out of control.

But now, it has indeed appeared.

There's only one possibility.

He underwent another mutation on top of the original one.

They became stronger, more agile, and their physical strength, endurance, and even their spider senses became more acute!

But why?

Is it because of the blonde Spider-Man?

But the changes weren't this drastic after possessing Spider-Man Noir and The Amazing Spider-Man before, right?

Although possessing them did bring some improvement to his physical strength.

But the increase was roughly 5 points higher than the original 100, and then it became 110.

But now Peter felt that his score had doubled from 110 to 220!

It was this enormous increase in power that caused him to lose control of his body again!

Fortunately, this time he was no longer the clueless newbie he once was.

Chapter 76 Tracker

Peter lay quietly on the ceiling, closed his eyes, and used his consciousness to feel every muscle tissue in his body, bit by bit.

In this way, I gradually became familiar with the changes in his body.

"call--"

About half an hour later, Peter carefully landed on the ground.

He has now largely adapted to his current body, which is faster, stronger, and has a more developed spider-sense.

However, he was still a little cautious, afraid that he might break something if he used too much force.

Although he now has the ability to earn money, he will definitely get a scolding from Aunt Mei if he inexplicably makes a mess of the house.

He still remembers how angry Aunt Mei was more than a month ago!

However, what surprised him most, besides the change in his physical strength, was a new ability.

call out--

Peter stretched out his hand toward the ceiling, and a spider silk shot out from his hand.

But keep in mind, he's not wearing a web-shooter right now!

The spider silk actually shot out directly from his hand!

However, his body did not have any additional glands or organs capable of producing spider silk solution.

Perhaps, this is a kind of magical power?

Could this be the power he obtained from Spider-Man Noir?

After all, the other two Spider-Men use web shooters, while only Spider-Man Noir, whose abilities lean towards magic, produces his own webs.

Peter managed to come up with a reasonably plausible explanation for himself.

buzz-

My phone inside my clothes suddenly vibrated.

Peter carefully took out his phone, cautiously turned on the screen, and found that there were actually a lot of messages on it.

[Ned: Why did you take the day off today? Are you sick? Should I come see you after school this afternoon?]

[Ned: How about I bring my LEGO Death Star along? Let's build it together, SOS.jpg, SOS.jpg]

[Ned: Are you working on the Stark internship project? Is that why you haven't had time to reply to messages? Should I come to your house this afternoon?]

[Ned: I've thought about it and I think I'll go. I can wait for you at your place. Remember to come back soon after you're done with your Stark internship project.]

[Ned:]

Peter:

Ned sent him more than a dozen messages, almost one every half hour.

Anyone who didn't know better would think they were a couple deeply in love!

Peter thought for a moment, then carefully typed on the screen: "I am indeed sick and resting at home. I just woke up. If you want to come over, please do. I'll be waiting for you at home."

Then Peter looked at the second one, his mentor, Mr. Harrington.

[Mr. Harrington: Peter, are you feeling any better? I hope you get well soon. We're going to compete in the national decathlon soon, so don't miss it!]

Peter replied: Okay, I understand. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Harrington.

The third one was from Aunt Mei, but it mainly reminded him to eat on time at home and to bring an extra coat since it's getting cold.

It's all the same old story anyway.

Peter initially intended to simply reply with "okay" to brush it off, but after typing the words, he hesitated for a moment.

He recalled the repeated instructions from Amazing Spider-Man B.

Don't ignore the people around you who care about you.

"When you're Spider-Man, don't forget to be yourself."

Thinking it over, Peter picked up his phone, carefully considered his words, and honestly composed a long text message to send.

This was the first time in his life that this had happened.

I don't know what Aunt May thought when she saw it, but Peter felt quite relieved after sending it out.

The fourth is Happy, Iron Man's driver and bodyguard.

However, he mainly inquired about Peter's recent situation, which seemed to be a routine matter.

But Peter always felt that something was wrong.

It was as if he knew he had been spending a lot of time at home lately.

Peter frowned.

The fifth is Tony Stark.

Tony Stark was even more blunt, directly asking Peter if something had happened lately, as he often stayed home all day.

Peter immediately sensed that something was wrong.

This means I'm being tracked 24/7!

Is someone watching him in the dark?

No, probably not.

If there were someone there, he would definitely be able to detect it; his spider-sense is very keen on those who are deliberately targeting him.

That's a tracker?

On him?

Or... inside that suit?!

Peter admitted that he might have been overreacting, and perhaps Iron Man was just genuinely concerned about him.

But having already thought this far, he felt uneasy if he didn't check it carefully.

Even if it's just to put his mind at ease, he needs to have a thorough check-up today!

Peter took out the Spider-Man suit that Iron Man had given him and turned it over.

The inside of the suit contains many circuits made of conductive fibers.

Peter frowned, rummaged through the items for a while, then his eyes lit up, and his brows furrowed even more.

"This is a tracker!"

Peter picked up a pair of tweezers and carefully peeled the tracker off his suit piece by piece. Looking at the little thing that was still sending signals, a chill ran down his spine.

He was indeed being tracked.

Or was it Tony Stark, the superhero he had always admired?

For a moment, he found it hard to accept.

After a long time.

"Phew—" Peter exhaled a long breath, calming himself down.

He had figured things out.