Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

Upon hearing this news, the cafeteria erupted in chaos.

It was as if they had heard that someone was arranging a fight at the school gate, and the students' interest in watching the drama was instantly ignited.

They didn't even bother to eat, dropping their plates and surging towards the school gate.

Gwen's eyes lit up instantly.

Bank robbery! This is big news!

Of course, this is also a golden opportunity for her, the "Ghost Spider," to make a name for herself!

She instinctively stood up, only managing to hurriedly say to Peter, "I'll go take a look too," before rushing out with the crowd.

Watching Gwen's departing figure, Peter couldn't help but shake his head.

You're still too inexperienced!

With so many people, you're the only one walking against the flow of people in the opposite direction. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell something's wrong with you right away!

After making this comment, Peter slowly ate the last half of his sandwich before gracefully getting up and leaving.

Of course, he had to join in the fun.

The new battle suit he's carrying in his bag is about to make its "debut," isn't it?

Peter walked unhurriedly into an empty storage room and quickly changed into the black and red battle suit he had hastily made the night before.

The highly protective suit perfectly outlined his explosive, streamlined muscles, while the black suit was adorned with blood-red patterns and lines, exuding a unique and dangerous beauty.

Dressed neatly, Peter did not hesitate at all, pushed open the window and jumped from the second floor.

The only drawback is that, because he hasn't invented any equipment like a web shooter, he can't move forward quickly by swinging on webs like Gwen, and can only use the most primitive method of scaling walls and rooftops.

"No way, I have to exchange for a speed-related item or movement technique next month no matter what. If I don't have one... then I'll have to find a way to intercept the Green Goblin skateboard."

In short, he can't walk anymore; as a superhero, making an entrance like that would be too undignified!

……

As Peter was thinking this, the Midtown area outside the campus was already in chaos.

Near the school, in front of Manhattan Bank.

A man wearing a red and yellow mesh bodysuit and huge metal gloves is throwing a heavy punch at the bank's security forces.

Peter, who had already quietly climbed onto the wall of a nearby building, instinctively turned his head away the moment he saw this person.

A name popped into his mind: Herman Schulz, the "horror" of the horror.

This guy is also one of Spider-Man's archenemies, relentlessly robbing banks time and time again with a weapon that can unleash shockwaves, only to be thwarted by Spider-Man time and time again.

Buzz!

At the same time that Peter recognized the horror.

The person below raised their hand and aimed it at the heavily armed bank security guards.

An invisible shockwave was released.

The next second, the security guards were all spitting blood and flying backward, their guns nowhere to be seen.

"Get the hell away from me! Cooperate with me obediently, and I guarantee you'll be fine."

He swaggered through the crowd, tossed his canvas bag onto the counter, and gave an imperious order:

"Fill it full, and don't try anything funny, or you know what will happen!"

The bank teller, living in "Free America," obediently nodded and quickly got to work without any hesitation.

He was leaning against the bank counter, looking at the metal boxing gloves in his hand with a narcissistic expression, when he was feeling both terrified and relaxed.

swoosh~

A strong gust of wind came from behind, and the next second, Gwen, who was swinging on spider webs, struck a pose and landed lightly like a ballerina.

Looking at Gwen behind him, he was startled and paused for a moment, then shouted in an unfriendly tone:

"Hey buddy, can't you see I'm busy? Don't you know about first come, first served? Can't you just go to another bank?"

Gwen: ? ? ?

Am I... being mistaken for a competitor by this guy?

Realizing this, Gwen's face flushed bright red beneath the mask.

This is outrageous!

I, the mighty Ghost Spider-Man, a rising star in the superhero world, was mistaken for a fellow superhero by bank robbers?

Uncle can tolerate this, but Aunt can't!

Hmm, also, maybe next time I should prepare an opening line, so that the villains don't mistake me for a fellow actor...

After secretly memorizing this "superhero rule," Gwen snorted and suddenly shot out a spider web that stuck to the horrifying calf.

As she reached out and pulled, the next second, an unexpected and terrifying shock was instantly brought down.

"Hey! Big guy! It's time to end this farce you've started!"

Gwen deliberately lowered her voice to make herself seem more intimidating, but it was clearly to no avail.

Startled and enraged by his fall, he quietly turned the switch on his thumb to adjust the impact level, then suddenly unleashed a powerful shockwave at Gwen.

Gwen sensed a warning from her spider-sense.

However, due to her lack of combat experience, and the fact that the invisible shockwave was indeed quite well concealed, Gwen was unable to react immediately.

He was so badly blasted away by the shockwave that he crashed into the bank wall, creating spiderweb-like cracks in the thick wall.

This is because she underwent the body modification by genetically modified spiders. If a normal person were to experience such an event, they would probably spend the rest of their life in a wheelchair.

But Gwen...

"Oh, my back..."

The little spider simply made this comment, and the next second, it sprang to its feet, full of energy.

"When you get to the police station, you'd better tell me honestly where you bought this thing."

"Bought it?!" Upon hearing this, the shock was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, instantly erupting in rage:

"I made this myself! It's the culmination of my life's work!"

The horror, feeling questioned, was extremely dissatisfied with Gwen and began to unleash his fury on her.

Invisible shockwaves repeatedly struck Gwen.

Although Gwen's spider-sense can detect danger, she is, after all, just a rookie hero.

She's quite capable of dealing with ordinary armed thugs, but she seems a bit overwhelmed when it comes to dealing with something like Thriller, who could be considered a supervillain.

After spinning, jumping, and frantically maneuvering on the spider silk, she finally made a mistake due to her lack of coordination and insufficient trust in her spider senses.

The person was hit by a shockwave in mid-air once again, first slamming heavily onto the roof beam, and then falling rapidly from the sky.

hiss~

Just when Gwen thought she was about to suffer a great loss, a black and red figure sped over from a distance and caught her precisely in his arms in a princess carry.

Who else could it be but Peter?

Looking at Gwen, whom he had caught safely in his arms, Peter couldn't help but lower his voice and tease her:

"As a superhero, you're really... utterly hopeless!"

Chapter 24 Have you had enough?

The moment Gwen was caught by the "stranger," she felt extremely uncomfortable!

Without thinking, she forcefully broke free from his embrace.

She had barely landed when she heard the other person's somewhat mocking and lazy comment...

The vegetables are disgusting!

These four words were like a heavy hammer blow, striking Gwen's young heart with great force.

Wrong!

So frustrating!

She was unable to refute it.

After all... her performance just now was indeed very poor.

After finally regaining her balance, Gwen looked back at Peter and asked, somewhat annoyed:

"Who...who are you?!"

Faced with Gwen's questioning, Peter hesitated for a moment before speaking in a deep, magnetic voice:

“You may call me… ‘The Arbiter’!”

This was a nickname he came up with on the spot, but it was much better than something like "dock butcher"...

After saying this, Peter suddenly turned his head to the side.

A shockwave grazed his face at just the right moment, striking the bank wall and blasting a huge crater in it.

Glancing at the horrified, furious face not far away, Peter spoke to Gwen with a slightly lazy air:

"Watch closely, newbie."

"Let me tell you what a true hero should do!"

……

Herman Schulz was utterly enraged by the "horrifying" story.

First, a strange girl dressed in a black and white bodysuit suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Now another guy in a black and red battle suit has appeared.

When did New York have so many cosplay enthusiasts?

Or is it that everyone sees him as an easy target?