Chapter 68 Spiderman

winter vacation.

Peter woke up from the bed and reached out and touched something sticky.

"No way, I didn't have any strange dreams last night..." Peter opened his eyes with some anxiety, but the situation under the quilt shocked him, "Ah!"

The entire bed was covered with a sticky white substance, which if Peter saw correctly, must be spider silk.

"What, what's going on? Why are there so many strange things happening to me these days?" Peter stood up from the bed in a panic. Unfortunately, he forgot the height of the ceiling and hit his head directly on the floor. Fortunately, the floor was relatively strong, and Peter didn't push it open without using any deliberate force.

"Forget it, forget it, I still have to go to the library with Gwen today." After being hit on the head, Peter also woke up a little. The most urgent thing now is not to complain, but to get under the quilt quickly. Clean up your things and head out to the library.

Fortunately, although there are a lot of spider silks in the quilt, they are all in strands, not one by one like ordinary spider silks. It is not troublesome to clean up. What is a little annoying is that the quilt is torn a few more times. Hole.

"Let's talk to Aunt Mei in another week, otherwise she might suspect that I ate the quilt." Looking at the quilt covered with holes, Peter felt like crying.

……

Peter found a black plastic bag, packed the cobwebs he had plucked from the quilt, and hurried out the door. Wang walked to the corridor, and Peter suddenly felt a sense of crisis flash through his mind. Looking down, Martin Li was walking up with several Chinese Americans.

"Hi, Peter!" Martin Li waved friendly and greeted Peter.

"Hello, Uncle Martin." Peter said very politely, but his eyes were a little evasive.

"What are you carrying?" Martin Lee looked at the plastic bag in Peter's hand.

"No, it's nothing, it's just a bag of garbage. Uncle Martin, I made an appointment with someone, and I'm almost late now. I'll leave first!" Peter waved to Martin Lee, ran downstairs, and threw the plastic bag to After throwing it in the trash can, he got on the bus and headed to the place agreed with Gwen.

After Peter left, Martin Lee suddenly appeared next to the trash can and picked up the plastic bag dropped by Peter.

"Excellent protein fiber. If this kind of fiber were sold to a laboratory, it would cost at least fifty dollars per gram. Why would he just throw it away? Just this bag of protein fiber is enough for his uncle and aunt to work for four or five years." Martin Lee blinked and looked in the direction Peter left.

"It's a bit strange. He doesn't seem to know the value of these protein fibers, but he seems to know my other identity. Net" Martin Li narrowed his eyes.

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Peter got off the bus and happened to see Gwen standing opposite. He smiled and waved her hand. Gwen also giggled and pointed to the zebra crossing next to her, signaling Peter to wait beside the zebra crossing.

There are very few people and cars on the road. After all, it is winter and no one wants to go out. And there is still some time before Christmas, so it is not yet time for Christmas shopping.

Peter stood at the zebra crossing, waiting for the traffic light to change. The library was on his side of the block. Gwen stood opposite, covering her face with her hands, breathing hot air from her mouth, and white mist steaming on her cheeks.

"Three, two, one." The red light finally turned to green, and Gwen couldn't wait to walk over, staring at Peter with a smile in her eyes, making Peter blush a little.

Suddenly, Peter involuntarily glanced at a car next to him. The car was traveling on a crooked route and at an extremely fast speed. Peter knew this was probably another danger warning, and his eyes hardened.

"No, it must be a damn drunk driver. They will hit Gwen. What should I do? What should I do?" Peter wanted to rush out and knock Gwen down, but the car had already driven in front of Gwen's face.

With a "plop", the vehicle rolled over on the side of the road. In the middle of the road, only Gwen was left with a dull face, and Peter was also a little shocked. No one else saw what happened just now, but he knew it all too well.

"My wrist shot out spider webs and then pulled a car over? Oh my god, am I dreaming?" Peter and Gwen were walking on the way to the library, both of them looking a little confused. When I arrived at the library, I didn't think much about reading. I just borrowed two books and left.

"Peter, I, I'm so scared." Gwen said suddenly. The situation just now made her a little scared. The car rushed straight towards her. If it hadn't rolled over, she didn't know what would have happened.

"Gwen, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." In fact, Peter was very scared inside. The life of the person in the car was not in danger, but the person's head was bruised and bleeding. What made Peter even more frightened was that he He had no idea what was happening to his body due to the changes in his body.

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At night, Peter was lying on the bed, mentally driving his wrist to shoot out a spider thread and pulling it to the ceiling.

"After thinking about it for so long, it turns out that's the only possibility." Peter recalled his experience in the toilet of the Museum of Natural History more than half a month ago.

"Danger sensing, enhanced strength, and super strong spider silk, it seems that these are the three major characteristics of the super spider, and I have inherited them perfectly?" Peter smiled a little, not sure if he was happy or laughing at himself.

"Today was not a bad day. Gwen was opposite me, so she didn't see what happened. She thought the vehicle overturned on her own. But this is not safe. If something similar happens in the future, it will be easy for someone to get caught. Found it." Peter narrowed his eyes.

"And now that there are so many crimes in New York, if I have the ability, maybe I can help them. There are too many bullies like Thompson, and they should all be taught a lesson." Peter mused.

"Maybe I should change my identity! Become a street hero, just like Daredevil, fighting against evil forces!" Peter thought of this and sat up from the bed.

"Yes, I need the identity of a street hero. This identity must match my abilities! My abilities come from the super spider. I can shoot spider silk. I have extraordinary strength. I should be called Spider-Man! Yes! , it’s Spider-Man!” Peter became excited, and a thread of spider silk from his wrist shot onto the wind chime, making a very pleasant tinkling sound.

"Now that I have a title, I have to have a suit that matches the title! There seems to be some cloth at Aunt May's place. I'm going to look for suitable materials." Peter walked out of the room and came to the glove cabinet.

The suit required excellent wrapping and strong pulling ability. Peter picked around and only saw two materials that met the requirements, one was red and the other was blue.

“Oh my gosh, do you really have to use red and blue?”

(S spider silk launch uses the old version of Spider-Man settings)