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

Unfortunately, I neither can nor have the time or inclination to work as a cleaner to earn money.

Besides, Aunt May and Uncle Ben would never believe that their nephew could earn tens of thousands of dollars by sweeping fallen leaves.

“What I’m trying to say is, Peter.”

Uncle Ben smiled and continued to Peter, "Sometimes, labor can inspire you to come up with new ideas."

“Good idea, Uncle Ben.”

Peter remained noncommittal, nodded slightly to Uncle Ben, and then continued sweeping the fallen leaves.

"Ten thousand yuan?!"

Peter stood there, stunned, staring at the stack of green US dollars in front of him.

He was indeed thinking about money, but he didn't expect it to happen this way.

The location was Sunshine Cafe near the Presbyterian Hospital, and the time was in the evening.

Peter had just finished sweeping up the fallen leaves when he received a call from Gwen, who invited him for coffee.

As soon as he sat down, Gwen handed him a stack of US dollars.

“I’m sorry, Peter, my original plan was to raise more, but there’s not enough time.”

Gwen said somewhat apologetically.

She originally wanted to borrow 50,000 yuan from her father.

But George Stacy, unaware of what she intended to do, ultimately only handed over ten thousand dollars.

Even if it's 10,000 yuan, it's still a huge sum for a middle-class family.

“Gwen, I don’t need these.”

Touched, Peter slowly raised his head and said to Gwen, "I can handle this myself."

“We’re both high school students, Peter.”

Gwen bit her lip and said, "Even if you help the neighbors sweep fallen leaves or work as a newspaper boy, you won't earn much money, not to mention you haven't told Uncle Ben and the others about your situation."

At this moment, the pale yellow sunlight shone through the thin, gauze-like curtains.

The sunlight, diluted by a layer of light, shone on Gwen's blonde hair, making it sparkle.

Peter looked at the girl in front of him and suddenly felt that perhaps deceiving her was a mistake.

However, he immediately erased this thought from his mind.

“I want to help you, Peter, no matter what.”

Perhaps fearing that Peter wouldn't accept the money she borrowed from her father, Gwen said sincerely, "You might think this money is important, but it's not important to me at all."

Gwen stared down at the food on her plate, feeling a surge of emotion that made her want to cry, but she held it back.

“When I was chased by the Hand to the point of jumping off a building, you caught me on the other side of the roof; when Frank attacked me, you shielded me from behind. You may not think it’s much, but it’s very important to me. If there’s anything that can’t be measured, then these are it.”

Taking a deep breath, Gwen looked up at Peter and said, "This amount of money is nothing compared to what you've done for me."

Peter remained silent for a few seconds after hearing Gwen's words.

After a moment, he smiled slightly at Gwen and said, "Thank you, Gwen."

"You're willing?"

Gwen asked, her heart filled with hope.

"Well, even if I'm lending it to you, I promise you I'll be safe and sound and I'll pay you back soon."

The tension that had been building in Peter's mind because of the alien embryo suddenly eased.

My heart, which had been filled with anxiety, couldn't help but feel relieved.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you? Let me treat you to something."

Peter called for a waiter and began to order.

Seeing that Peter was willing to accept her money, Gwen's mood brightened completely, and she happily began ordering food.

She stuffed the toast covered in maple syrup into her mouth in one gulp.

"Do you always eat like this, Gwen?"

Peter looked at Gwen with the same expression he would give a snake that was devouring the neighbor’s cat.

Gwen's mouth puffed up like a hamster's, and she managed to reply, "Huh?"

"I'm saying that your eating habits are always quite unique."

Chapter 28: Getting Hit by a Car While Drinking Coffee!

Gwen grunted and stretched her neck to force the bread down her throat.

"For someone who loves to eat, such delicious toast is never too much."

Peter narrowed his eyes. "Well, I think it depends on the time. It's not dinnertime now, Gwen."

"It's not my fault. This cafe is open all day, and you can get anything on the menu."

Peter looked thoughtful. "But why aren't you fat, Gwen?"

Gwen smiled smugly, reached out and grabbed Peter's hand, saying, "Do you want to know my secret to staying in shape?"

Before Peter could speak, Gwen explained, "My metabolism is very fast, just like a rabbit's."

"Ahem, you may not believe it, but I really can eat whatever I want, whenever I want, because my body can burn off all the excess calories."

Peter listened to Gwen's words and fell into deep thought.

Gwen is the exact opposite of herself.

She dared not eat much right now. If the alien entered Gwen's stomach, given her gluttonous nature, it would probably parasitize her in the morning and burst out of her chest by dinner time.

“Yes, Gwen, some women dream of being like you.”

"They're just too stupid. Why would they pursue something like that?"

Peter smiled again. "Alright then."

Gwen quietly savored her food without saying another word.

She enjoyed the moment, a moment worth embracing.

I have never enjoyed such a tranquil moment in my life.

When I'm with my friends, I feel relaxed, but we still joke around and tease each other a bit.

But when he was with Peter, he wouldn't argue; he would just smile or remain silent.

Sometimes I feel angry or resentful, but Peter always manages to calm me down.

Perhaps Peter is hiding a secret he doesn't know about.

But so what?

Everyone has their own secrets, and I don't care about them.

Gwen clenched her fist and forced back a burp that was about to escape.

Gently pushing the plate aside, Gwen looked at the barely digested food in front of Peter and asked in confusion, "Aren't you going to eat, Peter?"

"I don't have a big appetite."

Gwen blinked. "Okay, I think we might have misunderstood each other. I'm like a guy with a big appetite, and you're like a delicate girl who gets full after a few bites."

"correct!"

As if suddenly remembering something, she said to Peter, "There's a radiobiology science exhibition this weekend in the Natural History Museum exhibition hall. Do you have time to attend?"

"Radioactivity Science Exhibition?"

Peter was stunned when he heard the word.

"Yes, haven't you always been interested in exhibitions like this? The exhibition hall displays various radioactive experimental insects, which you mentioned before. Have you forgotten about it now?"

Peter nodded and put down his coffee cup.

This must have been the fateful encounter that led Peter Parker to become Spider-Man.

"Of course I haven't forgotten."

Peter was about to accept Gwen's invitation.

Suddenly!

A dangerous aura suddenly swept over him.

As if by telepathy, he sensed the deadly danger.

The next second, Peter lunged at Gwen.

To Gwen's astonishment, Peter grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, lunging to the side with lightning speed.

Peter's movement knocked over the coffee table with a loud "thud".

The plates and coffee cups on the table all crashed down and shattered with a loud crash.

Warm coffee spilled out and splashed onto the carpet.

"Wow!"

The glass beside the two people shattered with a deafening sound, and shards of glass flew in all directions.

Out of control, the car, like a mad bull, smashed through the windows and crashed straight into the coffee shop.

With a roar of the engine, the car's chassis sped past Gwen and Peter, who were lying on the ground.

Gwen, whose ears were ringing from the shock, was stunned the moment she was pounced on.

At this moment, she had not yet realized what had happened.

As Peter pinned her down, she felt as if everything before her eyes was being slowed down.

Shards of broken glass, splashes of brown coffee.

She even saw the driver's terrified face inside the car.