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

After putting the old man down, Gwen looked at the bag that had been run over and almost wanted to cover her eyes.

It wasn't bad, at least I helped the elderly person cross the road.

Just as she was thinking this, the old man stared at her blankly, then pointed to the other side of the road and said, "I want to go to the other side."

Gwen: "."

After recovering from the shock, Gwen backed away, waving her hands awkwardly, "I'm so sorry."

"call!"

After escaping the suffocating road, Gwen, in a terrible mood, swung on her spiderwebs toward school.

Just as she was about to arrive at school, she suddenly discovered a robbery near a small alley.

The thief snatched a woman's bag and ran into the alley.

Gwen landed on the ground at top speed, blocking the robber's path.

"Hey, you're having a bad day."

As she spoke, she shot out spider silk from her wrist.

Gwen then nimbly moved in front of her opponent and slammed him heavily to the ground with a punch.

Gwen breathed a sigh of relief after easily dealing with the thugs.

Fortunately, nothing went wrong this time, otherwise my first day as a superhero would have been a complete failure.

Picking up the bag that had fallen to the ground, Gwen twisted the assailant's arm and led him out of the alley.

Just as he was about to hand the handbag to the stunned woman, he noticed two people standing next to her.

One was holding a camera, and the other was holding a microphone; they appeared to be television hosts.

Spider-Man?!

Upon seeing Gwen's outfit, the female reporter immediately rushed over.

"Spider-Man, why did you change your clothes? Is there any special meaning behind it?"

Seeing that reporter Gwen was also flustered, she quickly waved her hand to deny it.

"I'm not Spider-Man."

"then who are you?"

The female reporter's eyes lit up when she discovered a new hot topic.

Gwen suddenly felt that she resembled her classmate Liz.

"Um, I just wanted to help this lady. Sorry, I have to go now."

With that, Gwen handed the bag to the woman next to her and then quickly made her escape.

Just as she was bad at dealing with Liz, she was also terrible at dealing with reporters.

"A new Spider-Man has appeared, and she appears to be a woman, and the kind of superhero who is willing to help others."

The female TV presenter was broadcasting news about the appearance of the new Spider-Man.

Peter looked at the panicked Gwen on the TV screen and put down his phone.

On his phone, Gwen was texting him, telling him how awful she felt.

Aunt May and Uncle Ben stared at the television in surprise. "A new Spider-Man? Spider-Woman?"

Aunt May was making pancakes and said to Uncle Ben, "We have two Spider-Men in our city now."

Uncle Ben put down the pancake in his hand, "That means our city is a little safer."

Peter listened to Aunt May and Uncle Ben's conversation without saying a word.

After the news broadcast ended, he asked Aunt Mei, "Aunt Mei, which one do you think is better?"

He was very curious about Aunt May's opinion of Gwen.

Why must we compare which is better?

Aunt May said to Peter, "I like both of these children very much, but..."

As she spoke, she glanced at Uncle Ben and said, "I reckon some people are going to feel uneasy. Your Uncle Ben did a lot of bad things when he was young."

"?"

Peter looked at Uncle Ben. Would Uncle Ben do something bad?

"Ahem, that's a story from when I was dating your Aunt Mei. Sometimes I don't follow the rules."

Uncle Ben recounted a story from his youth: "Generally speaking, my mother wasn't an alcoholic, but she kept a bottle of green mint liqueur under her bed. One day, I stole it and ran straight to May's house."

"Then I threw things at the Mei family's window to lure him out. I didn't throw pebbles, but branches. Their house was an old-fashioned rural farmhouse, and the glass was easy to break."

Uncle Ben pushed up his glasses. "Then we went into the woods, climbed up a tree, and talked about our stories."

"That's the problem, Ben."

Aunt May interrupted Uncle Ben, "If Spider-Man had been there when you smashed my window, you would have been in big trouble."

Peter: "."

It seems Uncle Ben was quite wild when he was young; he even took girls into the woods and smashed windows!

Meanwhile, at the hospital.

Norman Osborne, with bandages wrapped around his arms and back, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

I put down my phone, and a news article about the new Spider-Man flashed by.

Under the cover of night, his eyes appeared crimson, which deepened and quickly spread to his entire eyeball.

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Chapter 67 The Birth of the Green Goblin

"dad?"

In the hospital, Harry pushed open the door to his ward and walked in to greet Norman Osborn.

He thought his father was still resting, but he was startled when he saw his father standing by the window.

Upon hearing Harry's voice, Norman turned around, the crimson in his eyes gradually fading.

"Did you hear that, Harry?"

Norman asked Harry a strange question.

"sound?"

Harry blinked and shook his head in confusion. "Dad, what sound are you talking about?"

Norman Osborn frowned. "It sounds like an electric shaver clicking."

"No, this isn't an electric shaver. It's a sound like a heartbeat. It's like I have an extra beating heart inside me, and it's filthy and seems to be talking to me."

He covered his forehead, feeling nauseous.

His health began to deteriorate after the laboratory explosion.

He could hear subtle sounds that he couldn't hear before, and his other senses became incredibly sharp.

My whole body felt incredibly hot, as if a powerful force had been injected into me.

But at the same time, his mental state gradually deteriorated.

It seems that a second heart existed within the body, and a second human was born.

This newly born being has been whispering to itself.

"Dad, are you alright?"

Harry noticed something was wrong with his father and went over to ask him.

Norman Osborn ignored Harry, pressing his forehead hard, his expression turning somewhat ferocious.

Did the splattering of those "human enhancement reagents" when they exploded cause illness in my body?

He quickly realized the reason for the changes in his body.

"I'm fine, Harry."

Norman, panting heavily and suppressing the pain in his body, said to Harry, "If you don't have any more questions for me, you can go back now."

Harry hesitated for a moment when faced with his father's expulsion order.

"Today, I heard some things from the board members."

He explained why he had come: "I don't know what happened, but they seemed to be saying that there were some problems with the company's operations."

"What are you trying to say, Harry!"

Norman's expression grew increasingly ferocious; he covered his eyes with his hands, his body trembling slightly.

However, because of the darkness, Harry did not notice anything unusual.

"Dad, is there really a problem with our genetic engineering? They say the company hasn't achieved anything in two and a half years, and even the formulas are all messed up. The company's cash flow is about to dry up."

Harry didn't want to talk about these things; he wasn't very interested in business.

But he still wanted to learn something from his father.

Even if he can't help, he might be able to share some of the burden with his father.

"Shut up!"

Before Harry could finish speaking, Norman rudely interrupted him.

He removed his hands from his face, revealing his bloodshot eyes, and said fiercely to Harry, "This is none of your business!"

Harry, stunned by Norman's expression, took a step back and stared at his father in shock.

"You are easily swayed, lack a sense of proportion, and never satisfy me! Look at you now, you don't resemble the Osborne family at all!"

Harry looked at the furious Norman and stammered, "I...I don't quite understand!"

You should understand!