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

Liz looked at the broken camera in her hand and sighed helplessly, but she quickly turned all her attention to Gwen.

Seeing that Gwen was acting strangely, she assumed that Gwen had been injured while saving her.

Gwen, slightly out of breath, said to Liz, "I'm fine, just... a little dizzy."

"Your symptoms don't seem like just dizziness."

Liz quickly reached into her bag and pulled out a band-aid, intending to stop the bleeding from Gwen's arm wound.

But she soon realized something was wrong; there was no wound where Gwen's arm was bleeding.

"Gwen, your arm!"

Liz, holding the band-aid, looked at Gwen in surprise.

She had clearly seen the shards of glass leave a long, bloody gash on Gwen's arm.

“I’m really okay, Liz.”

Gwen, oblivious to Liz's unusual behavior, covered her dizzy forehead with one hand and asked Liz, "Have you seen Peter?"

“Peter? No, I didn’t see him.”

Liz shook her head, looking away from Gwen's arm.

Maybe I misread it just now.

Taking a deep breath to calm herself down, Liz took out her phone, ready to dial an ambulance.

Perhaps Gwen suffered injuries she was unaware of, after all, she had risked her life to rush towards him to save him.

After dialing the emergency number, she received a news text message on her phone.

Clicking the text message link reveals a live broadcast on your phone screen.

"That's...that birdman from earlier?!"

Liz stared in shock at the live stream in front of her.

Gwen immediately leaned her face closer.

Birdmen in flight suits battle robots on a speeding subway.

If either party is not careful, they could fall off the roof of the car, which looks very dangerous.

Just when the two thought the strange bird would be defeated by the robot, a mysterious creature suddenly appeared.

Covered entirely in a black uniform, he exuded a profound sense of mystery.

The opponent defeated the robot with a single punch, then easily kicked the strange bird off the vehicle.

Liz stared wide-eyed at the mysterious figure in the video.

"What is this? A superhero from a comic book?"

Why were those seemingly powerful monster birds and robots so easily defeated by him?!

Gwen stared at the mysterious figure in the image, her heart filled with shock.

When she saw the attacking robot lunge at the mysterious person in the car, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Watch out!"

"Oh!"

Black spider silk struck the robot's face, knocking it away from mid-air.

Seeing this, Gwen breathed a sigh of relief, and a word suddenly popped into her mind—"Spider-Man".

"Spider-Man!"

Liz had the same thought as her and exclaimed, "He should be called Spider-Man! He looks like a spider and can shoot webs and stuff like that!"

Okay, calling him Spider-Man is fine.

I wish I could be Spider-Man like him.

Gwen couldn't help but let her mind wander.

No, I'm a girl, I should be called Spider-Woman, or Gwen Spider.

As she was lost in thought, her phone suddenly rang.

"what?!"

Upon hearing her father say that the subway's final stop was the museum, Gwen immediately gasped in surprise.

She looked up and around; there were still quite a few people at the Natural History Museum.

"Get out of there, Gwen."

George Stacy's voice was filled with anxiety: "If the subway can't stop, it might just crash into the museum."

"Gwen, are you listening to me, Gwen?!"

At that moment, Gwen didn't have time to respond to her father and rushed to the fire alarm as fast as she could.

With a "bang," she punched the protective shield and pressed the fire alarm.

"Boom!"

The rumble of a subway train could be heard in the distance, seemingly approaching rapidly.

The piercing sound of the fire alarm quickly drowned out the faint noise of the subway.

It's no longer possible to notify everyone to evacuate; this is the only way.

Without bothering to figure out why she suddenly had such great strength, Gwen grabbed Liz's hand and ran outside.

Liz also overheard Gwen and her father's conversation. She was stunned for a moment until Gwen pulled her outside, at which point she came to her senses.

Standing on the open ground outside, Liz heard the rumbling of the approaching subway and instinctively grabbed Gwen, who was preparing to re-enter the museum.

"No, it's too late. Come with me, Gwen."

There are still people inside, so I can't leave yet.

Gwen broke free from Liz's grasp and ran back towards the museum.

"Damn it!"

Not hearing Gwen's voice for a long time, George Stacy, inside the speeding police car, slammed her fist on the seat.

“I’m still here, Dad, but I need to help the people here evacuate. I need some time.”

Just as he was extremely anxious, Gwen's voice suddenly came from the phone.

"It's too late, Gwen, you have to get out of there!"

"Don't you always say I'm a lucky girl? Maybe this time I can run past the subway."

George Stacy suppressed the urge to swear. "You're human, Gwen. You can't run across the subway."

Gwen hung her phone around her neck and spoke to George Stacy on speakerphone.

Perhaps because she was running too fast, George heard her voice somewhat unclearly: "I got another call. Sorry, Dad, I have to hang up."

Gwen hung up her phone and answered Peter's call.

She had been running for several minutes. Although she wasn't sweating or tired, her breathing became increasingly rapid.

"Peter, are you alright? Where are you?"

Gwen asked Peter quickly.

"I'm fine, Gwen. Are you still at the museum?"

"Yes."

As Gwen listened to the approaching rumble of the subway, she escorted the panicked people outside.

She found herself incredibly strong, easily pulling an adult away by grabbing their arm.

"The out-of-control subway is about to hit you. Don't stay there, Gwen."

“I’ll be leaving right away, don’t worry, Peter.”

After hearing Peter say the same things as his father, Gwen made a promise to him.

After hanging up the phone, Gwen let out a dejected sigh.

My conversation with my father and Peter just now must have disappointed them.

Stubborn and prone to showing off, causing trouble for others.

A girl as crazy as herself must be a huge headache for people, right?

Chapter 40 Not pulling a train, but pulling a helicopter

Inside the speeding No. 7 subway car, Peter put down his phone.

It's two stops away from the Natural History Museum.

Uncle Ben is probably still in the subway, while Gwen is very likely still in the museum.

"Kacha!"

Peter stomped on the metal fragments on the ground, then frowned and fell into deep thought.

The subway's braking system is completely broken, and there's no way to rely on the subway operating company to stop it.

He raised his gaze and looked at the passengers in the other end of the subway car.

At this time, the passengers in the subway also learned that the subway had gone out of control.

The terrified crowd let out desperate cries.

Countless passengers began to cry out, and many more were unable to accept the news, remaining silent and stunned in the carriage.

The passengers initially thought that the sudden appearance of the black superhero would help them escape from the deadly train.

I never imagined that he would ultimately meet his death in such a cruel way.

Many passengers began hastily writing their wills.

Sobbing and weeping filled the entire train, and a sense of despair permeated the entire group.

"Om~"