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

"It's raining quite heavily outside."

Harry flicked the raindrops off his umbrella and said to the two of them, "I came as soon as I got the news."

Gwen asked Harry in surprise, "How did you get here, Harry?"

“Peter called me.”

Harry turned his gaze to Peter beside him.

"Harry is a well-known rich kid, and his family knows many well-known doctors across the United States."

Peter explained why he called Harry: to leverage the Osborn family's influence to mobilize more medical resources.

Gwen, unaware of Peter's deep thoughts, cast a grateful glance at him.

"Ahem, thank you Peter for praising my rich kid status. Gwen, I've already asked Dad to invite the most famous doctor in the country to consult on Uncle Stacy's case."

Harry looked at Gwen: "Uncle Stacy will be alright."

Although Harry is currently in a cold war with his father who slapped him, he still breaks the cold war agreement after receiving a call from Peter and asks Norman for help.

"Thank you, Harry, thank you!"

As Gwen thanked Harry, the rest of the NYPD officers began to arrive.

A few minutes later.

"Sheriff Dwolf."

Peter walked up to Sheriff Dwolf. "Can we talk?"

Dwolf stared at Peter in front of her, momentarily stunned.

She knew Peter's identity; this classmate of Gwen's had given her old partner a lot of headaches.

"of course."

Dwolf nodded, realizing what was happening.

Who was Sheriff Stacy's last contact?

Peter asked her.

Matt Murdoch.

Dwolf stated directly, "We reviewed the office security footage and found nothing unusual about him."

She knew what Peter wanted to ask.

After George collapsed, she also set her sights on Matt.

However, after reviewing the surveillance footage, no dangerous behavior was found on his part towards George.

Matt Murdoch?

Peter frowned upon hearing the name.

Is it that malicious litigator again?

Chapter 56 Tonight, New York is not peaceful.

into the night.

Gwen returned home from the hospital.

Although she wanted to stay at the hospital, the doctor refused her request, saying that the patient was not out of danger.

Exhausted, she opened the door, slammed the keys on the table, and threw herself onto the sofa.

As her body was enveloped in the night, she felt utterly exhausted and powerless.

This sense of powerlessness and exhaustion enveloped her completely, both mentally and physically.

Leaning back on the sofa, Gwen covered her face with her hands, staring blankly and doing nothing.

It started to drizzle again outside. The rain, which had lasted all day, gave the whole city a damp smell.

After a while, she got up from the sofa, went to her father's room, and prepared to take some clothes.

A photo frame on his father's desk caught his eye.

In the photo frame, I am being held by my father, while my mother is laughing and splashing seawater on me.

I look very small in the photo, with short blonde hair still covered in beach sand, and the sunlight is particularly dazzling.

When was this?

Was it when your parents took you to Cooper Beach during summer vacation?

She suddenly remembered the feeling of being on the beach back then.

I walked with my parents across a white sandy beach, where every grain of sand sparkled in the sun.

The sand beneath my feet felt warm and cozy, the tide kissed the shore, and the air carried a damp, salty smell, but it wasn't as salty and bitter as the seawater, nor did it have an unpleasant fishy odor.

If possible, I really want to stay here forever, on this beach, and in this bright sunshine.

With a "snap," Gwen put the photo frame into the bag.

At the same time, I banished this naive idea from my mind.

What's past is past, so why dwell on these meaningless things now?

"Peter is right. I have to pull myself together. Even if I'm broken, I have to win. Shouldn't being a hero come with more responsibility?"

After composing herself, she left her father's room.

"Om~!"

My phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket.

She took out her phone and found that the caller ID was an unknown number.

After hesitating for a moment, she answered the phone.

"Hello, I'm Gwen."

After exchanging a few words with the other person, Gwen's expression suddenly changed.

"Oh!"

Peter landed on the tallest municipal clock tower in Brooklyn, splashing up a spray of rainwater.

His entire body was covered in a dark exoskeleton, and the cloak on his back slowly receded.

The exoskeleton fit his body perfectly, and raindrops falling from the sky dripped slowly through the gaps in it, making the entire "armor" glow a glossy black.

He reached out and gently placed his hand on his face, and the skeletal extension of the mask disappeared from his face.

Gazing at the city under the night sky, he took a step forward and stood on the edge of the rooftop.

The distant city skyline, illuminated by colorful lights, appeared shrouded in mist and exuded a mysterious aura.

Peter gazed at the distant horizon for a long while, then reached out to his chest.

Since the subway incident, there has been no abnormal movement in the embryo inside him.

I haven't experienced the sudden vomiting, dizziness, or other symptoms I had before.

It appears that the alien embryo has entered a new phase.

This new phase appears to be more stable than the previous one.

In the rising mist, his fingers began to deform, changing towards the shape of the alien's claws.

A sharper and more lethal change arises with one's own will.

Unlike ordinary aliens, these claws are not solely for sharp killing; they also possess great speed and power, and he could sense that they granted him even greater jumping ability.

What type of alien embryo is currently inside me?

With a thought, his hand returned to normal and was re-covered with the exoskeleton.

In the materials I had seen in my previous life, I remembered a kind of "spider web alien".

This alien is a product created by fusing the genes of jumping spiders with those of the human-hosted alien "Fighter".

Its entire body is predominantly dark blue, and its skull is pointed and spindle-shaped.

Compared to other types of aliens, its jumping ability is significantly improved, and it can easily jump to a height of about five meters.

The "Spiderweb Alien" is adept at leaping to high places to accumulate momentum before delivering a fatal blow to its target. Its claw attacks on the ground are also incredibly fast.

Are alien embryos that have absorbed Frank's genes considered "spider web aliens"?

Peter, lost in thought, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and felt the power surging within him.

Do not!

It's not just "Spiderweb Alien".

The violent and bloodthirsty desires that had been churning within him began to gradually diminish.

He recalls that the most common type of alien was the "worker bee alien," also known as the "stalker alien."

This type of alien walks upright on two legs, possesses logical thinking with a spirit of teamwork, and its entire body is filled with streamlined mechanical structures.

They are responsible for going to unknown locations to their deaths and carrying large objects, as well as protecting the "Alien Queen." Compared to normal aliens, their biggest characteristic is that their attacks are more proactive and aggressive.

Peter suspects that the embryo in his chest was a "worker bee alien".

That naked killing intent and destructive hunting impulse are born from it.

But now this murderous urge and impulse is slowly decreasing. Does this mean that the facehugger in my body is transforming from a "worker bee" into another form?

In his memory, worker bees could transform into queens.

The "Queen" possesses a powerful learning ability, a massive size, and a hard exoskeleton skin. She also has immense strength and sharp claws.

Furthermore, she can simultaneously direct various tasks of the aliens and issue different orders.

Is the embryo inside my body a queen?

But this transformation happens between adults, so how could it evolve into a queen in the embryonic stage?

Peter gently placed his left hand on his chest, feeling the two "heartbeats" inside.