The Wittrum of the Marvel Universe

"Alright, it's all over now." Leon's expression softened as he gently patted Gwen's arm, comforting her. "As for the culprit, of course I killed him. Who could possibly gain an advantage against the Invincible Young Hero?"

"What's in the bowl you're holding?"

"It's nothing, you won't need it once you wake up~" Gwen's pretty face inexplicably turned red.

"What the heck~" Leon was baffled.

"How long have I been in a coma?"

"It's been seven days. I've asked the teachers at the college for leave for you."

Chapter 43 The Guilty Little Spider

Gwen still feels lingering fear when she talks about it, thankfully Leon has woken up.

"What? It's been seven days already!" Leon was stunned for a long time.

"So these past few days... you've been taking care of me the whole time?" Leon suddenly asked curiously.

Because when he returned, he was not only covered in blood, but his clothes were also tattered.

Who changed his clothes?

"I...I don't know either~" Gwen turned her face away, not daring to let Leon see her eyes. "Kate and I just come to see you after school, it's nothing."

"When your injuries were at their worst, it was thanks to Sister Terra who took care of you."

"It's actually my older sister?"

So, Terra changed the clothes too?

Leon suddenly had a much different impression of his somewhat rebellious older sister.

At least he's quite considerate to his younger brother.

"Now that we're done flirting, may I come in?"

Terra appeared at the doorway at some point, leaning against the doorframe with a half-smile, looking like she was joking.

In an instant, Gwen's face flushed red, and she said reproachfully, "Sister Terra, don't tease me and Leon!"

Leon was completely bewildered. Had their relationship gotten this good during the week he was unconscious?

Why does he seem more familiar to me than to his younger brother?

Terra walked in, looking at Leon's face with a strange expression, and whispered in a complicated tone, "Brother, you are just like our father."

"More like me and Maki."

Once upon a time, in Terra's childhood memories, her father was like Leon a few days ago, often beaten to the point of near death.

The most serious incidents involved a tyrant known as the Regent, who nearly killed him.

If I remember correctly, my younger brother had only awakened his abilities a week ago, right? And yet he couldn't wait to start a fight to the death.

He truly is a qualified... Wittrum warrior.

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Leon always felt that his older sister was very sentimental.

Speaking of which, Wittrum'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!

The Vitrum people have lifespans of thousands of years...

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

For example, a certain old man 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 thought process and couldn't keep up for a moment. "Uh, 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'll have to wear it next time, you hear me?"

Leon truly understood the preciousness 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 Vitrum people, Leon's injuries were no more than 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 delighted.

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

Upon seeing Leon again, the memory of being dominated made her shudder, and she lowered her head and hurriedly entered 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, "You agree, 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 gone?

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

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

"I... I'm wearing contact lenses." Peter stammered, showing that lying was a difficult thing 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!"

After a week's absence, Leon's return immediately drew curious questions from several acquaintances.

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

“It was Valentine’s Day a few days ago, and you didn’t come. This is chocolate I’m saving for you.”

Lez placed a chocolate on Leon's table, and casually winked at him as a hint.

"Um, thank you, Liz."

I'll give you a gift another day.

Leon was helpless; he genuinely disliked the black woman.

He just couldn't get used to the dark chocolate skin.

With the lights off, he always had the urge to face an alien. The alien from the movie Predator vs. Alien.

Why not go find Ned or Spider-Man, who both 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 practically turned green with envy. He looked down at his belly, which resembled a swimming ring, and asked suspiciously, "Do girls all like muscular guys?"

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, the class immediately burst into laughter.

They laughed at her overestimating her abilities.

Even the blonde cheerleaders with the best figures in the class, who had long, wavy hair, were rejected when they confessed their feelings to Leon. This led the girls in the class to adopt a state of being able to admire Leon from afar, but not to harass him.

They were on tenterhooks when Liz confessed her feelings; they almost let that little bitch Liz get what she wanted.

If the other party manages to get together with Leon, where will the cheerleaders put their faces?

...

"Leon, your performance in rugby is the best I've seen in my twenty years of coaching. Please reconsider!"

The afternoon classes had just ended when Leon was stopped at the door by a tanned sports coach.

The other team's athletic talent is too good; the coach wants to try one last time.

Leon sighed and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Coach, but this is not my ambition. 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 would change his mind and go see him again.

Chapter 44 The Mueller 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 mean, I want to be a hero like you?"

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

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

I adjusted the signal on my earphones 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-shooting machines 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 bodysuit with the Gwen Spider logo.

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

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

The black and white color scheme, combined with the simple yet textured pattern, makes the suit visually appealing. 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 must be feeling incredibly proud right now.

The awakening of the spider bloodline transformed the already muscular man who loved to seduce his mother into a streamlined, muscular figure.

Her perfectly rounded and straight thighs, slender yet muscular abdomen, and exaggeratedly sculpted waist were all 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.

Thumbs up 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 kind of animal, seemingly an alien tiger, completely 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 brushing against his cheek and was deeply skeptical of the cloak's price.

Could it be enough to buy a small planet?

"Don't hug me! This is Gwen's first appearance; I want to get through it myself!"