Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

[Sacrifice successful!]

[Congratulations, host, you have earned 3000 points!]

A cold notification sound rang out, and on the virtual panel in Peter's retina, the points balance instantly jumped from 0 to 3000.

Seeing the cold relics transform into warm sacrificial points, Peter's mood was overjoyed.

He didn't immediately rush into a large-scale purchase.

The products in the system store are refreshed only once a month; they're not going to grow legs and run away.

I can make a more reasonable purchase plan based on the final results after trying the lizard serum.

These 3000 sacrifice points are both a deposit and his confidence and backup plan in the face of the unknown.

With this thought in mind, Peter looked at the copied algorithm manuscript in his hand and began a new round of learning with satisfaction.

……

Two days later, in the early morning.

"It's done!"

Looking at the notebook full of notes in his hand, Peter looked tired, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.

With his brilliant mind, he fully understood all the knowledge about decay rate algorithms in just two days.

Using the horse charm to remove the dark circles under his eyes, Peter grabbed his backpack and strode out of the house.

Once on the school bus, the carriage was as noisy as ever.

His gaze swept across the area and he quickly spotted Gwen.

Gwen was curled up alone in a corner by the window, head down, looking withdrawn and unapproachable.

Beneath her beautiful eyes were large dark circles, clearly indicating she hadn't had a good rest all weekend.

Peter could guess with his toes that Gwen must have been busy getting used to her newly acquired, yet difficult-to-control, Spider-Man abilities.

Judging from her current dejected appearance, the result was clearly not ideal.

Without hesitation, Peter plopped down next to Gwen.

Before he awakened his inner wisdom, he and Gwen were childhood sweethearts, but they always deliberately avoided each other at school.

When riding the school bus, he would never sit next to Gwen.

The seat next to Gwen is usually reserved for her best friend, Betty Brant.

But Peter at this moment didn't have the inexplicable affectation typical of teenagers.

Good morning, Gwen.

Peter glanced at Gwen beside him, his voice carrying a hint of knowing mockery.

You look... like you haven't had enough rest.

The sudden sound and the sinking seat next to her made Gwen's body stiffen.

She suddenly looked up and saw Peter's face so close to hers. Instinctively, like a startled rabbit, she shrank her body toward the car window.

She's scared!

I'm afraid that if I lose control, the countless tiny barbs on my body will stick firmly to Peter!

Once you really get close to Peter...

The commotion from her classmates and the mocking look from her best friend Betty would definitely make her die on the spot!

If I get nervous and lose control of my strength, I might just tear Peter's clothes off...

That would be even more hilarious!

However, the turmoil of worry and fear in Gwen's heart appeared entirely differently to Peter, who was standing to the side.

As if he could hear her thoughts, he not only didn't distance himself from her, but deliberately moved even closer to her.

He lowered his voice and asked in a slightly aggrieved and sad tone:

"You dislike me? Then I'll leave?"

"I...I didn't!"

Upon hearing this, Gwen panicked and retorted without thinking:

"How could I possibly dislike you!"

Her face flushed with anxiety, and she was at a loss for what to do. She wanted to reach out and grab Peter to prove that she didn't dislike him, but her hand froze in mid-air, and she dared not move forward.

This extreme inner conflict nearly drove her crazy, to the point that she looked extremely aggrieved.

However, that pitiful look, in the eyes of Peter, who had a somewhat wicked sense of humor, was...

So cute~

Instead of backing away, he moved even closer.

Their faces were almost touching.

"You really don't mind?"

His voice was very low, and as he spoke, his breath, like feathers, gently brushed against Gwen's ear, causing her smooth earlobes to blush slightly.

"Then why are you hiding so far away? There's almost enough room for another person to sit between us."

Feeling Peter so close, Gwen's mind went blank, and her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

What's wrong with Peter today?!

Why did it suddenly become so... so strange!

"I...I just..."

Gwen stammered for a long time, but she still couldn't tell the truth.

You can't exactly say you suddenly gained the superpowers of a spider!

Peter certainly wouldn't believe something so outrageous!

They might even suspect that they are playing a prank on him!

Seeing Gwen coming up with all sorts of excuses and looking so adorable that she was almost driven to tears, Peter finally had a change of heart and decided to stop while he was ahead.

If we keep teasing this future pajama baby, it might really start to get angry on the spot.

He chuckled softly, then suddenly sat up straight, maintaining a normal social distance, and began to talk to her about business:

"Okay, I'm not teasing you anymore."

His tone suddenly became very serious, as if the wicked jerk from before was not him at all.

"I remember you were an intern assistant at the Osborne Corporation, right? In charge of the interspecies genetics project, and the project leader was... Ke..."

He pretended not to remember.

"Kurt Connors".

Gwen almost blurted out, picking up where he left off.

At the same time, his eyes began to shine, a reminder Peter had given himself!

Dr. Connors is an expert in the field of genetics, and perhaps he can give me some advice to help me quickly master this newly acquired power.

But... why would Peter suddenly bring this up?

"Oh right, that's the name."

Peter snapped his fingers, a matter-of-fact expression on his face.

"The visit the day before yesterday morning suddenly sparked my strong interest in biology."

I've been thinking about it, and I think this field seems very promising, so... could you take me to meet Dr. Connors?

He made up a reasonably plausible excuse.

"biology?"

Gwen's expression was somewhat strange.

"Didn't you used to prefer physics? You even said that physics was the ultimate romance of the universe."

"But both my parents are biologists."

Peter mimicked a bear spreading its paws, and then a look of almost arrogant confidence spread across his face:

"Moreover, I believe that with my intelligence, I should be able to obtain both a PhD in biology and a PhD in physics with just a little effort."

These words were spoken with unparalleled arrogance, yet they possessed an irrefutable persuasive power.

Gwen could clearly sense that Peter seemed to have really changed.

He was no longer the somewhat introverted, bookish STEM guy; he became confident, cheerful, and even...charming.