Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

The following day, Midtown High School.

On campus, students were still discussing yesterday's thrilling four-way battle, and shouts of "Fuck the Arbiter!" could be heard from time to time in the corridors.

Because of the school's bizarre restoration, the previously unknown arbitrators have received a massive amount of media attention.

Countless reporters flocked to Midtown High School, trying to find out as much information as possible about the arbitrator.

JJJ (J. Jonah Jameson) went even further, praising the "arbitrator" to the skies.

Although both are secretive, JJJ felt that the Ghost Spider caused destruction wherever it went, while the "Arbitrator" restored an entire school in public, not only giving the children a place to study but also saving tens of millions of dollars in property damage.

The comparison is stark, revealing the superiority of the inferior product.

Such double standards infuriated Gwen so much that she put on her battle armor early in the morning and unleashed a torrent of spider silk at JJJ's sour face on the Times Square screen.

"Classmates, because our politics teacher, Tommy, unfortunately broke his leg, we have a substitute politics teacher, Tasha."

As the homeroom teacher began to speak, a pair of beautiful legs clad in black stockings caught the students' attention, instantly energizing the male students who had been slumped over their desks.

When Ms. Tasha, with her red curly hair, delicate features, hot figure, and professional suit, walked into the classroom, the classroom instantly erupted in excitement!

The male students practically transformed into Native Americans, wishing they could put their hands to their mouths and start making "ooh ooh ooh ooh~" sounds right then and there.

Even the female students cast envious and jealous glances at this teacher, Tasha.

This is so beautiful and sexy!

She instantly outshone those young girls.

Hearing the wailing and howling around her, Gwen unconsciously rolled her eyes.

What a bunch of shallow folks. Peter would never do that.

Thinking this, Gwen subconsciously turned her head to look, and then let out a cold snort in anger.

Because not far from her, Peter was staring intently at Teacher Tasha, a strange smile on his face...

This made Gwen's already less-than-ideal mood even worse!

I never imagined you were like this, Peter!

She couldn't help but glare angrily at Teacher Tasha's ample bosom, then looked down at her own little steamed bun... and then, her mood became increasingly depressed.

If Peter could hear Gwen's inner thoughts, he would definitely cry out that he was wronged.

Although he did glance at certain places more than once, well, several times.

But he really wasn't charmed by her!

He just didn't expect that Black Egg would send out Black Widow, who is considered a "must-eat on the Marvel list," right off the bat.

Hello, students.

Just as Peter was finding the Black Widow's appearance amusing.

Teacher Tasha, or rather "Black Widow" Natasha Romanoff, was introducing herself while quickly scanning the room.

After taking a look around, her gaze quickly settled on Peter and Gwen.

As a top agent, she is extremely sensitive to other people's gaze and demeanor, and can almost judge a person's approximate social status just by their demeanor.

It is even easier to judge a person's current emotional state through their eyes.

In her opinion, the most outstanding people in the classroom were Peter and Gwen.

At the same time, they were also the two people that Nick Fury, the black-clad guy, had instructed her to keep a close eye on.

As early as last night, S.H.I.E.L.D. had put pressure on Norman Osborn by phone and obtained some vague information from him.

For example, Gwen served as Connors' assistant, and Peter solved the decay rate algorithm, among other things.

Although Norman only revealed this much, it was enough for Black Widow.

As a professional agent, she was confident that she could easily find flaws in the two of them.

With that thought in mind, Natasha began her lesson for the day.

Forty-five minutes passed in the blink of an eye. When the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class, Natasha thought for a moment and then spoke:

"Peter Parker, come to my office."

Peter remained quite calm in response, only winking at Gwen before getting up and walking towards his office.

As expected, the office was empty except for Natasha and Peter.

"Please sit down."

Natasha gave Peter a charming smile, while subconsciously crossing her legs.

The fleshy thighs, encased in black stockings, overlapped, their rounded shape slightly deformed by the pressure, creating an unusual kind of sexiness.

Natasha wasn't really thinking too much; she was just subconsciously trying to extract some information through simple everyday conversations.

But the moment Peter opened his mouth, she was so startled that she felt a shiver run through her body:

"Let's skip the pointless probing, Agent Natasha Romanoff."

Upon hearing this, Natasha tensed up, and her hand unconsciously reached into her pocket—where a lipstick gun was hidden.

"Peter, I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Really?" Peter smiled slightly, then pointed a finger at Natasha's desk.

puff~

With a muffled thud, the solid wood desk was instantly pierced by a finger.

"My patience is limited. If I don't hear the answer I want soon, you and the people behind you will forever lose the opportunity to talk to me."

Peter had previously considered whether he should play along with the other party first.

But he quickly abandoned the idea.

Because there's absolutely no need for it!

Engaging in various conflicts with S.H.I.E.L.D. is of no benefit to me.

The other party has already become suspicious of me, so if I want to take any further action, they will definitely be able to figure out my identity.

Rather than letting that scoundrel come to my house and show off, I'd rather strike first, make him wary of my abilities, and use that to gain more benefits.

Looking at the dents left on the desk, Natasha broke out in a cold sweat. Although she had been a secret agent for decades, she had never seen a target like Peter before.

This left her feeling somewhat lost and bewildered.

How did a high school student know who I was?

Even if he is a superhuman, a masked hero, and learned of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s existence through Norman Osborn, he shouldn't have revealed his true identity so readily!

Despite having various questions in her mind, Natasha took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down, then reluctantly agreed with Peter and began to speak:

"Okay, I admit it, Peter, or rather, 'The Arbiter,' I'm extending this invitation to you on behalf of Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Your abilities are of great strategic importance to the country, and we hope you can serve the nation."

Natasha first tentatively played the patriotism card, but Peter scoffed at it:

"Auntie, times have changed. You don't think I'd be like Captain America, rushing to put a dog leash on myself just because I'm serving my country, do you?"