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

"Thank you for your comment, but I doubt anyone would think that way."

Ignoring the curious stares of the students passing by, Peter said to the flustered Gwen, "Maybe you should try to control your expression."

"Feel sorry."

Gwen quickly composed herself and apologized to Peter, "It was just so funny, so..."

Peter was puzzled by the girl's inexplicable sense of humor, shook his head, and walked towards the teaching building.

"What happened to those kidnappers who tried to kidnap you?"

Peter casually asked Gwen, who had followed him.

"I don't know. Dad said they were from the Hand, but it seems they've run into some trouble lately."

Gwen became more serious. "They want to retaliate against me because of what my father did to them before."

"If I became a superhero, the first thing I'd take down would be these guys!"

Gwen said through gritted teeth, sounding somewhat fierce.

Chapter 12 Death: Is Peter Parker the Murderer?!

"In 1930, the House of Representatives, under Republican control, further exacerbated the Great Depression, and subsequently passed... Can anyone tell me what bill the government passed?"

On the podium, the middle-aged history teacher turned his gaze to the students below.

But the students in the audience were either sleeping or whispering to each other; it seemed no one was willing to answer the question.

"The Tariff Act, also known as the Smoot-Hawley Tariff Act."

Gwen Stacy, the brilliant student, thoughtfully stood up to help her teacher out of the awkward situation.

“That’s absolutely right, Miss Stacy.”

The history teacher nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Does anyone know how effective it was? The truth is, this legislation was useless, and the US government sank deeper and deeper into the subsequent Great Depression."

Peter sat at the back of the classroom, his gaze not fixed on the teacher on the podium or on the textbook in front of him.

Recalling the information he had seen in the alien world in his previous life, he casually wrote down the relevant text in his notebook.

Perhaps these words can help me discover something.

Suddenly!

A scream came from outside the classroom!

The sharp sound immediately drew the attention of the drowsy students in the classroom.

The history teacher on the podium was also stunned for a moment. He quickly came to his senses, walked to the classroom door, opened it, and looked outside.

A few students were gathered around the storage room where cleaning tools were kept not far from the door.

There were also students slumped to the side, seemingly terrified.

The history teacher tried to stop the students from getting closer, but driven by curiosity, they rushed out in a swarm.

Peter followed the flow of people to the vicinity of the storage room.

The scene inside the door came into his view.

In the very center of the room was a cocoon the size of an adult.

It appeared to be a cocoon made of spider silk, shaped like a human and emitting a strange, putrid smell.

Peter was familiar with the stench, and frowning, he took a few steps forward.

One end of the cocoon was damaged, revealing the object inside.

That was a sallow and somewhat corrupt face!

Perhaps because he was frightened before he died, his mouth was open, his eyes were staring fixedly ahead, and his whole face was in a terrifyingly distorted state.

Those students who were closer to the cocoon also witnessed this horrific scene and began vomiting profusely.

"The chicken coop is dead! What is this?!"

"I can't take it anymore, I want to vomit."

Students with lower tolerance for stress covered their mouths and quickly left the area.

The girls screamed in terror, and the whole scene descended into chaos.

"This is...this is Josh, Josh Robb, the quarterback for the football team!"

A sharp-eyed student recognized the body as belonging to a star player on the rugby team.

Josh hadn't been to school for several days, and everyone assumed he was on leave. No one expected him to turn into a corpse lying in a cocoon in such a horrific way.

"It's you, it's you, Peter!"

Peter's classmate, Kenny McFarlane, who also frequently bullied him, pointed at him in terror and shouted.

Kenny McFarlane, nicknamed King Kong, is known for his muscular physique and striking glaze.

He and the hulking "Lightning" Thompson standing next to him are the school's bullying duo.

The two guys behaved themselves for two days because Peter taught Josh a lesson, but now they're directly criticizing Peter.

"After you beat up Josh that day, he disappeared and didn't come to class, he didn't even participate in football practice! You did it, Peter!"

King Kong pointed at Peter and shouted in panic.

Lightning Thompson, standing next to him, also looked completely in agreement.

The surrounding students all turned their attention to Peter in an instant.

Peter, accused of being the murderer, glanced expressionlessly at the students around him.

He then turned his cold gaze to King Kong and the other man.

Startled, King Kong took a step back, then, realizing how embarrassing it was to be frightened, mustered his courage and took another step forward.

"Shut up!"

Before Peter could speak, Gwen roared at King Kong.

"You're making baseless accusations here without any evidence. Are you trying to slander and spread rumors?! Do you know what you're doing?!"

Gwen's expression was unusually angry.

Although she knew that Peter and Josh had a previous conflict, that didn't mean Peter was the murderer.

And she believed in Peter, believed that kind Peter wouldn't be the kind of person who would arbitrarily take someone's life.

Peter, who was feared by everyone, did not show much anger.

Even if he did it, what grounds do these people have to convict him?

Bystanders judge themselves with feelings of contempt, fear, and resentment.

I'm sorry, but I don't feel any psychological pressure, nor am I affected by any strange looks.

With a calm gaze fixed on the corpse, Peter fell into deep thought.

The body was wrapped in spider silk, indicating that the murderer used spider silk as a tool.

Is it Spider-Man?

How can it be? !

I, the real Spider-Man, haven't even been born yet, so where did this Spider-Man come from?

As the chaotic noise grew louder and the scene became increasingly disorderly, the history teacher finally snapped out of his daze and began to organize the scene.

Most of the students were dispersed, leaving only two or three students to guard the scene and prevent anyone from approaching, and then someone was sent to notify the principal.

After forcibly removing the students, the history teacher looked at Peter with a complicated expression.

"Parker, come to my office."

"I'm with you."

Gwen immediately stepped forward and stood next to Peter.

"Need not."

Peter shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

Watching Peter leave with the history teacher, Gwen stomped her foot in frustration.

She quickly came up with a solution, took out her phone, and dialed her father's number.

“Dad, it’s me, Gwen. Of course it’s me. Even though it’s during class, you didn’t say I wasn’t allowed to make a phone call.”

Gwen forced herself to calm down and said to her father, "Something happened at school, but it has nothing to do with Peter. You have to help him."

"Yes, I am very calm!"

In the afternoon.

There was a rapid knock on the vice principal's door, and the principal's assistant, Morton, opened it.

A woman with an anxious expression appeared before him.

Aunt May's eyes immediately fell on Peter sitting in the chair. Before Morton could speak, she quickly walked up to Peter and hugged him tightly.

He could feel Aunt May trembling slightly as she held him tightly.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and slowly hugged Aunt Mei.

"Are you alright, Peter?"

Releasing her grip on Peter, Aunt May excitedly took his hands in hers, her eyes slightly red, and said, "Your Uncle Ben and I rushed over as soon as we heard the news. Oh my god, thank goodness you're alright."

Uncle Ben's footsteps could be heard outside.

Then Peter saw Uncle Ben's face appear outside the door.

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Chapter 13 Gwen's Rampage

“Mr. Morton, Peter is not the kind of person who would hurt others, I assure you.”