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

"Dangdang!"

Josh slammed his back against the locker and let out a painful groan.

Feeling as if his spine was about to break, he slid limply and weakly off the deformed locker.

The physical pain was secondary; what horrified him most was that the guy he had always regarded as someone to be bullied at will had actually unleashed such terrifying power.

The loud noise of the locker being hit startled a group of people in the corridor, who gasped in surprise.

"Oh my god! What happened?!"

"My God! That's Josh!"

"And Peter Parker, he beat Josh up! What did I just see?"

Peter, stared at by the incredulous crowd, glanced at Josh, who looked terrified, and then turned and walked away expressionlessly amidst the murmurs of the crowd.

How can it be? !

Peter, walking down the corridor, was also filled with doubt and shock.

Even though he had mastered countless firearms and fighting skills in the "Alien" world, after becoming Peter Parker, the opponent's weak body before mutation made it impossible for him to exert his former power.

I just managed to throw Josh several meters away with one hand!

This explosive power.

He glanced down at his chest, his expression turning serious.

Is it an alien embryo inside the body causing this?

But based on his existing experience, the alien embryos only absorb the host's nutrients and genetic material to nurture themselves and make themselves stronger.

It's always the aliens that absorb the host's genes; there's never been a story about the host absorbing the alien's genes.

Stopping in his tracks, Peter suddenly remembered Ripley, the famous character from the "Alien" series, the strong woman who appeared throughout the "Alien" franchise.

After her death, she was cloned by a mad scientist. Because she carried alien genes, she had incredible fighting power and was even able to tear aliens apart with her bare hands.

Does my body now contain some alien genes?

Just now, in the instant he struck Josh to teach him a lesson, a violent and ruthless murderous aura, and a primal desire to face his prey, surged from within him.

"It seems I need more sophisticated equipment to give myself a full check-up."

Peter walked into the classroom, thinking to himself.

Chapter 3 This time, I've got you, Gwen.

"Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, but Josh Robb is an asshole!"

In a classroom at Midtown High School, an English teacher is writing furiously.

Peter suddenly received a text message like this.

The sender of the text message was listed as "Gwen Stacy".

Following his predecessor's memories, Peter turned around and glanced at the left rear of the classroom.

The girl with blonde hair and delicate features smiled at him as he turned around.

"Buzz!"

Then Peter's phone vibrated again.

Gwen Stacy sent another text message: "I heard that Josh was giving you trouble again this morning. Are you okay?"

Gwen is one of Peter's best friends, and it seems the two will become a couple in the future.

However, the ending was somewhat tragic.

Recalling what he knew about Gwen Stacy from his previous life, Peter texted her back: "It's nothing, but he's probably in trouble."

A moment later, Gwen, who received the text message, replied with a question mark and attached a Nick Young meme of a black man with a question mark.

Peter put down his phone and didn't reply to Gwen's text message.

He focused his attention on the notes in front of him, recalling the information he had seen in the "Alien" world, trying to extract it from his memory and write it down on paper, attempting to find out why he was affected by the alien embryo.

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Peter had just stepped out of the campus when he was patted on the shoulder.

"Peter, I've heard!"

Gwen's voice rang out behind him, "You pushed Josh onto the locker, well done!"

Gwen, with a smile on her lips, was clearly in a good mood. "You should have done that a long time ago."

"Thank you."

Peter nodded casually.

He wasn't in the mood to talk to the blonde girl, so he nodded and turned to leave.

My gaze happened to fall on a corner where someone was hiding furtively.

Seeing that the other person's gaze was fixed on Gwen, Peter judged that the other person was coming for her.

"I'm heading back now. Remember to be careful on the road."

Out of consideration for the other party's kind text message, Peter didn't mind offering a word of advice.

"Okay, I'll be careful. See you tomorrow!"

Although she found it strange that Peter was saying such odd things, Gwen nodded.

After watching Peter leave, Gwen let out a sigh of relief and said to herself, "Well, maybe Peter was in a bad mood. I can't always judge others by my own standards."

After reflecting on her actions, Gwen was about to take the subway home when her phone suddenly rang.

"Dad? I'm fine, I'm just about to go home. Do you need me to get you some quinoa? We might not have enough in the fridge, maybe I can..."

Before she could finish speaking, her father interrupted her, "Gwen, have you received any strange letters?"

"Strange letters? No."

Gwen thought for a moment, then shook her head to indicate no.

"You mean the invitation to the Christian Youth Camp? I heard on the news that the Christian Youth Camp is the work of the Methodists, Baptists, and Congregationalists, a sinful and spiritual regression. You mean this strange letter?"

"No, of course not. Never mind, come back soon and I'll tell you."

Gwen's father, George Stacy, still had a hard time keeping up with her wildly imaginative ideas.

As the New York City Police Department's sergeant, he inevitably deals with criminals.

During the day, he received a warning letter from a criminal group, telling him to be careful about the safety of his family.

He made the call out of concern for his daughter's safety.

Gwen, completely unaware of her father's thoughts, hung up her phone and continued walking towards the subway station.

Night gradually fell.

The thing George Stacy feared most has happened.

In a secluded section of the road, Gwen was suddenly stopped by three burly men.

The three muscular men, after confirming Gwen's name, attacked her without saying a word.

The burly men, of course, wouldn't let her go and immediately chased after her.

ten minutes later.

"Okay, maybe we can talk. Perhaps I can give you the money in my wallet."

Standing on the rooftop of a building under construction, Gwen said, panting heavily.

Standing opposite were a group of burly men, also panting heavily.

Despite Gwen's best efforts to escape, she was eventually cornered on the rooftop.

If I were a superhero, I wouldn't be so pathetic as to haggle with these criminals.

With beads of sweat on his forehead, Gwen tried to calm the other person down, but his mind kept wandering.

“What we care about is not the money, but you. Because of a small dispute with your father, we need to invite you to visit us.”

"Can I say no?"

"No."

The burly man at the head of the group grew impatient, drew a dagger from his waist, and walked toward Gwen, who was standing on the edge of the rooftop.

Gwen took a step back in fear, nearly falling.

Taking a deep breath and forcing herself to calm down, Gwen turned her gaze to the roof on the other side of the rooftop.

Can I jump from the rooftop to the roof on the other side, which is three meters away?

Looking at the burly man walking towards me, and then looking down at my feet, I knew that falling from a height of over ten meters would definitely result in injury.

There is no way to escape!

Gritting her teeth, Gwen, who had no other choice, took a few steps back, then, amidst the panicked gazes of the burly men, sped forward and leaped with all her might.

That's not surprising, I've always been a slightly crazy girl!

Gwen said to herself as she jumped into the air.

The wind was whistling in my ears, and my body was falling, about to land on the roof of the opposite building.

"Oh!"

Step onto the edge of the roof with both feet!

However, just when she thought she had succeeded, her feet slipped, she lost her balance, and fell down the building.

With her eyes wide open, her heart was instantly filled with despair.

Helpless hands stretched out forward, trying to grab something.

"Clap!"

At the critical moment, a pair of hands reached out from the darkness and grabbed her wrists.