The Witrum of the Marvel Universe

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Leon always felt that his older sister was very sentimental.

Speaking of which, Witrum's bloodline is quite strange; Terra and Mark are both over five hundred years old.

Why is it that one looks like a youthful and beautiful woman in her early twenties, while the other already has wrinkles around her eyes, mouth, and chin, and even a lot of gray hair?

The two of them are only twenty years apart!

Given the Vitrum people's lifespan of thousands of years...

Could it be that the appearance of a Witrum person is related to their inner mentality?

For example, one of the old men who conquered the world looked much older than the others.

A fleeting look of reminiscence crossed Terra's eyes before she asked, "Why aren't you wearing the cloak I gave you?"

Leon was caught off guard by his older sister's rapid shift in thought and couldn't keep up for a moment. "Um, I'm afraid of getting it dirty."

Terra retorted, "That was a gift I specially prepared for you. I even went so far as to ask the dwarf king on the neutron star to enchant it. It's indestructible. You'd better wear it next time, understand?"

Leon truly appreciated the value of the gift. "I understand."

"That's more like it~" Terra patted Leon's head like she was treating a child, then happily went back out to sunbathe.

To the Witrum people, Leon's injury was no different from a bad cold; they just needed to come in and take a look.

The next day, a week later, I returned to the school and ran into an acquaintance as soon as I entered.

Leon was amused.

Thompson had been in bed for almost a week before he was able to get out of bed and go back to school yesterday.

Upon seeing Leon again, the memory of being dominated made her shudder, and she lowered her head and hurriedly walked into the classroom.

Having learned his lesson last time, Thompson is no longer as arrogant as before.

"It seems that some people's toughness is not toughness, but just a liking for bullying the weak."

Gwen said disdainfully, then suddenly noticed Peter beside her, "Right, Peter?"

"Hey Peter, where are your glasses?"

Gwen suddenly realized something important: she remembered that Peter Parker was severely nearsighted, so why were his glasses missing?

She and Leon exchanged a glance, both understanding the meaning in each other's eyes: 'Peter has awakened superpowers too!'

That day, two mutated spiders bit Gwen and Peter respectively.

"I... I'm wearing contact lenses." Peter stammered, showing that lying was very difficult for him.

"Class is about to start, I'm going in now."

It was clear that Peter didn't want to talk about this secret any further.

"Leon, I haven't seen you for a week. Where have you been?"

"Leon, it's been a long time!"

Upon his return after a week's absence, Leon was immediately bombarded with questions from several acquaintances.

"It's nothing, just a small matter," Leon dismissed Ned.

"Valentine's Day was a few days ago, and you didn't come. This is chocolate for you."

Liz placed a chocolate on Leon's table and gave him a flirtatious wink.

"Um, thank you, Liz."

I'll give you a gift another day.

Leon was helpless; he genuinely disliked black women.

He just couldn't get used to the Dark Chocolate skin.

With the lights off, he always had an urge to feel like he was facing an alien. Like the alien from Predator vs. Alien.

Why not go find Ned or Spider-Man, who have a crush on her?

Seeing that Leon did not respond to her veiled confession, Liz walked away in disappointment. She really liked men like Leon.

Ned's eyes lit up with envy. He looked down at his own belly, which resembled a swimming ring, and asked suspiciously, "Do girls all like guys with muscles?"

Starting today, he is determined to lose weight for Liz!

Poor Ned, when will he realize that what really matters is never his physique, but... his face?

Upon seeing Liz's failed confession, many of the female classmates immediately burst into laughter.

They laughed at her overestimating her abilities.

Even the blonde, wavy-haired cheerleaders, who were among the best-looking in the class, were rejected when they confessed their feelings to Leon. This led the female classmates to adopt a "look at Leon from afar, but not to touch him" attitude towards him.

They were on tenterhooks when Liz went up to confess her feelings; they almost let that little bitch Liz get what she deserved.

If they let the other party get together with Leon, where would their cheerleading squad members put their faces?

...

"Leon, your athletic talent in rugby is the strongest I've ever seen in my twenty years of coaching. Please reconsider!"

The afternoon classes had just ended when Leon was stopped at the door by his tanned physical education coach.

The opponent's athletic talent is too good; the coach wants to give it one last try.

Leon sighed and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Coach, this is not my forte. Please don't make things difficult for me."

Leon was very touched by the coach's high regard for him.

But he really didn't want to bully those ordinary people anymore.

Seeing Leon's firm attitude, the coach didn't say anything more, but just said with a regretful look that he had changed his mind and would go see him again.

Chapter 44 The Moller Twins! !

After the coach left, Leon noticed the little gadget Gwen was wearing on her ear.

It doesn't look like a Walkman, nor does it look like headphones.

"what is this?"

With her hands tucked into her pink hood and bubblegum blowing, Gwen whispered, seemingly unrelated to the question, "What do you think about me becoming a hero like you?"

"It would be such a waste not to use my superpowers to help others after all this time."

Suddenly, Gwen stopped blowing bubble gum and made a "shh" gesture at Leon.

I adjusted the signal on my headset and listened carefully to something.

To make it easier to combat crime, Gwen hacked into the local police radio station.

Leon was used to it; every Spider-Man was intelligent enough to conjure web-shooters by hand.

"Five blocks away, someone has kidnapped Stark Industries' chief advisor!"

Gwen grabbed Leon's hand. "Let's go there quickly!"

Gwen picked up her backpack from her seat, and when she came out of the alley again, she had changed into a Gwen Spider-themed bodysuit.

Who came up with the idea that superheroes have to wear tight-fitting suits? Leon was thoroughly entertained.

If she weren't a superhero, Gwen would definitely be an excellent tailor.

The black and white color scheme, combined with the simple yet textured pattern, makes the suit visually appealing. Only the addition of a touch of pink on the inside of the forearm and the inside of the hood adds an eye-catching playfulness to Spider-Man.

Speaking of which, Gwen seems to really like hoods; she even added a hood to her battle suit.

"How is it? Isn't it beautiful? I designed it myself!"

Gwen's pretty face, hidden behind the spider mask, was expressionless, but Leon imagined it must be filled with smugness.

The awakening of her spider bloodline made Gwen, who already loved sports, completely lose all her excess fat, leaving only streamlined muscles.

Her round, straight thighs, slender yet muscular abdomen, and exaggeratedly cinched waist were perfectly accentuated by the battle suit.

Although she wasn't particularly voluptuous, her curves were surprisingly exaggerated, with full hips, a slender upper body, and a waist so large it looked like a gust of wind might break it.

"Beautiful!" Leon praised sincerely.

Kudos to the person who invented the hero suit!

Leon also removed the shielding brooch from his chest and put on the animal skin cloak his sister had given him.

This is a cape of some unknown animal, seemingly an alien tiger, entirely white without a single stray hair!

Touching it, even the most luxurious fur on Earth pales in comparison; it feels like touching a young girl's delicate, smooth skin. A gust of wind blows, and the fur on it sways gently like dandelions.

Luxurious and unattainable, like the Emperor's New Clothes.

It is said that they even had the Dwarf King cast a spell on it, a privilege usually reserved for Thor's hammer!

Leon felt the soft fur gently brushing against his cheek and was deeply skeptical of the price of the cloak.

Could it be enough to buy a small planet?

"Don't hug me! This is Gwen's first appearance; I'm going to swing across myself!"