Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

"Guess why I'm called the Arbiter?"

After leaving that question, he turned and left, leaving behind only a friendly reminder:

"I advise you to leave as soon as possible, newbie."

"Otherwise, be careful not to be mistaken for an accomplice of bank robbers."

This call back precisely hit Gwen's sore spot, and at the same time successfully kept her firmly in place:

"That won't happen! I'll show you just how wrong you are!"

The NYPD wouldn't make such a futile claim as this guy makes it out to be!

My dad is a policeman, and he's the most honest policeman in all of New York!

To prove herself right, Gwen gave up the idea of ​​chasing the "arbitrator" and instead stood with her arms crossed in the bank lobby, silently waiting for the police to arrive.

She wanted to personally explain everything to them and tell them that "Ghost Spider" was a trustworthy hero.

At the same time, we must prove to that arrogant bastard just how ridiculously wrong he is!

Peter, who had already disappeared around the corner with a lingering sense of dread, couldn't help but smile as he watched Gwen's stubborn little face reflected in the building's glass.

You're still too young, little Gwen.

Reality will teach you a lesson.

……

Peter was never disappointed by the efficiency of the NYPD.

Only after the bank robbery had ended and most of the customers had fled did the piercing sound of police sirens finally arrive, growing louder as they approached.

"NYPD! Listen up, people inside! Drop your weapons and surrender immediately!"

A large group of heavily armed police officers stormed into the bank lobby, only to find a scene of chaos and a masked woman in strange clothes standing silently in place.

Almost instinctively, the group raised their guns, the dark muzzles pointing directly at Gwen.

Gwen was instantly stunned.

She held up her hands, momentarily at a loss for words.

Things didn't go as she expected.

She imagined that the police would arrive, she would explain the situation to them, and receive a wave of thanks and praise, but instead... how did she end up with a gun pointed at her?

Does being a good person mean having a gun pointed at you?

"Don't shoot! She's a hero who came to save us!"

"That's right! She's the one who chased away that robber in the red and yellow clothes... no, she took him away by another, even more powerful hero!"

"She's a good person!"

Fortunately, the bank staff and the customers lying on the spot waiting for rescue all spoke up to testify for Gwen.

Otherwise, Gwen would probably turn evil on the spot in no time.

Hearing the consistent testimonies from the crowd, the police officer in charge raised his hand with some skepticism, signaling his men not to open fire for the time being.

“This… lady.”

The officer sized up Gwen, his tone still full of vigilance:

"No matter what, you need to come with us to the police station to give a statement."

Go back to the police station?

Gwen's heart skipped a beat.

What a joke!

She's not quite ready to meet her father, George Stacy, at the police station as "Ghost Spider" yet!

The thought of that scene is enough to send chills down your spine.

No! We must refuse!

At the same time, Gwen couldn't help but think to herself:

I regret not heeding the words of the "arbitrator"!

If I had chosen to leave directly, there wouldn't have been so much trouble!

"I'm sorry, I have other things to do."

Gwen resolutely refused the police's request.

Hey! You can't leave!

The officer's expression changed, and he immediately stepped forward to try and stop Gwen.

But how could Gwen possibly be captured by a mere mortal like him?

With a flick of her wrist, a spider silk shot out and stuck to the ceiling.

Whoosh!

Amid the gasps of the police and onlookers, Gwen's figure was carried high into the air by the spider silk, slipped out of a broken window, and quickly disappeared among the city's skyscrapers.

This scene was captured on camera by Eddie Block, a photographer from the Daily Bugle who rushed to the scene after hearing the news.

"Did you see that! Did you see that!"

At the Daily Bugle headquarters, J. Jonah Jameson, looking at the photograph in his hand, couldn't help but excitedly shout to those around him:

"The masked hero you suggested I report on earlier fled in panic in front of the police!"

What does this tell us? If she had nothing to hide, why would she run away?

"Hmph, in my opinion, this guy, that 'dock butcher,' and those 'arbiters' the witnesses were talking about are all the same kind of people! They're just a bunch of masked thugs threatening the city's safety!"

Having finally shaken off the police, Gwen was unaware that a media storm targeting her was brewing.

All she knew was that the guy called "The Arbiter" seemed to be right again...

Chapter 26 You really are a genius at getting yourself killed.

In the deep alley, the air was filled with the sour smell of garbage.

Peter casually tossed the horror he was carrying on his shoulder to the ground with a dull thud.

"Sigh~"

He felt a chill run down his spine, as if his bones were about to crumble. He wanted to scream out in pain, but instead, he was met with a terrifyingly sinister and grotesque ethereal mask lurking in the shadows.

So he forced the cry of pain back down his throat.

Peter crouched down and deftly ripped off the yellow-red mask from the horror's head, revealing an ordinary, even somewhat tense and lewd, middle-aged white face.

"Name, origin of your equipment, and your purpose."

Peter's voice was low and devoid of any emotion.

Hermann's eyes darted around, and he forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"I, my name is Tom..."

Click!

Before the horrified man could finish speaking, Peter grabbed his wrist and gently twisted it.

Another sound of bones breaking.

His body convulsed violently in horror, his face contorted in extreme pain. He tried to scream, but Peter covered his mouth, leaving him only to let out low growls of agony.

Did you know that there are 206 bones in the human body?

Peter casually mentioned a piece of interesting fact, but it sent a chill down my spine.

How could he not understand the underlying meaning in Peter's words?

If he dares to lie again, this madman will break every bone in his body!

Realizing this, the terrified creature dared not try any more tricks and immediately burst into tears, saying:

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"

He dared not hide anything any longer, and poured out his secrets like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.

In the following period, "Thriller," or rather Herman Schultz, began to recount his own experience.

In short, it's about a poor boy who didn't even finish high school who realizes he's a physics genius and tries to change his fate by becoming self-taught, only to have his inventions repeatedly stolen by a treacherous capitalist.

He attempted to steal back his invention, but ended up in prison as a result.

After that, he fell into depravity and became a habitual thief, fantasizing about getting something for nothing through the equipment he invented...

Peter was initially somewhat uninterested, as the stories of these Marvel villains were all very similar and not particularly original.

until……

"These vibration gloves were invented by myself! They are powered by a specially designed high-density battery pack..."

"and many more."

Peter's voice changed for the first time, and he abruptly interrupted Herman's sobbing:

"What did you say? Powered by a battery pack?"

Peter was genuinely shocked.

He had considered that the energy source for the terrifying equipment might be very sci-fi, very futuristic.

But he truly hadn't expected it to be science fiction to this extent, to the point that it could even be described as fantasy...

A battery module capable of instantly releasing a shockwave that could destroy an entire building, and capable of being recycled at least a dozen times.

This battery life is incredible!

“That’s right! It’s a battery!” Seeing Peter’s interest, Herman, like a drowning man grasping at a straw, hurriedly began to explain:

"This is a miniature high-energy battery pack that I developed myself! I discovered the material ratio by accident!"

The charging energy of this battery is more than 100 times that of various batteries commonly found on the market…