I am not Spider-Man because I am parasitized by an alien!

"Did you forget so quickly about the Space Knights, Peter?"

Helen said dissatisfied with Peter.

"No, I just care about my lottery ticket."

Peter thought the other party was calling to tell him about the lottery.

"You're too impatient, there's still one day left until the lottery draw."

Helen's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone, "Or are you just dying to daydream? Receive your multi-million dollar prize?"

"It seems you still don't trust me, Teacher Helen."

"You are not a trustworthy person."

Helen didn't agree with Peter, "You hide so many secrets, I suspect that every word you say swings between truth and falsehood."

"Okay, let's get back to the topic. Although I didn't go to Scotland to investigate the mural you described, I made unexpected discoveries in other places."

Peter was surprised and asked: "Where?"

The story of the Space Knight is just a figment of his imagination. Does it really exist in this world? !

"Valen Mining Company discovered an open-pit copper mine. Under the copper mine, they discovered an underground ruins, which seemed to hide many secrets, especially about the origin of the 'Queen'."

Peter frowned and asked her, "Why do you know this?"

"I can always get my own information."

After Helen paused for a moment, she continued to say to Peter: "Valen Mining Company cooperates with Stark Group. Maybe you need to pay attention to the group of businessmen of Stark Group. They always regard the territory they occupy as their territory."

"I mean if you try to get into that underworld."

Helen seemed convinced that Peter would be interested in this underground world.

"Thank you for the reminder."

After Peter hung up the phone, he sat at the desk and stared out into the dark night.

Many mysteries and unknowns hidden in the dark night seemed to be rushing toward him.

Opening his laptop, he entered the words "Warren Mining" into the search engine.

A link about Valen Mining Group appears immediately on the web page.

The latest news is that Tony Stark has acquired shares of Warren Mining Group and is preparing to enter the largest mining group in the United States.

This guy Tony Stark should know about the underground ruins, right?

He continued scrolling down the news page.

The news said that the reason why Tony Stark was attacked at the airport was because he rushed to California to attend the board meeting of Warren Mining Group and decided to take a passenger plane at the last minute, so he was caught by the terrorists.

"bite!"

While he was browsing the news, his computer prompted him that an email had been sent to his mailbox.

Peter opened his mailbox and found an email sent to him by "Mr. Fantastic" Reed.

As he read the above content, his brows gradually tightened.

This naughty kid wants to borrow money from himself.

Borrow money? !

Do you look like a wealthy person? !

Reed pulled out a thorn from his hand.

A bulging white lump appeared on his hand.

As for why this terrible thing happened, the reason was that he was stung by a wasp in the morning.

That's still a beautiful gem wasp.

In the back garden, he suddenly noticed something furry squirming slightly on the belt of his jumpsuit.

Frightened, he couldn't help but scream: "Bee! Bee! Honey-bee!"

He jumped back, tripped over the protruding stone that had just tripped him, and fell heavily to the ground. With pain, surprise, and fear, he discovered the gem bee on his trouser pocket.

Just when he felt like he was going crazy, the gem wasp stopped on his hand and bit him viciously.

This is what happened to him.

"Got to get the sting out."

Reed felt that his luck was really bad. "The proper way is to take out the sting and apply some soda on it, and the pimple will go away. But the worst thing is that I am allergic to soda."

Just as he was looking sad, his eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of darkness outside the window.

It seemed to be a pair of dark green eyes, and there was an aura that made him feel cold.

The naughty boy was so startled that he almost fell off his chair.

He stood up in disbelief, backed away, and finally leaned against the wall.

Breathing heavily, he felt like he was in a cold cave.

That seemed to be the creature I had seen on the news before, the creature that killed the werewolf in Bear Mountain!

It has a terrifying appearance and is filled with the aura of killing. It is like a creature surrounded by death. It is the kind of creature that you will never forget at the first sight.

If this creature invades your room now.

He had no doubt that he would be torn to pieces by the creature.

His breathing became heavier and heavier, and he wanted to take out his mobile phone to call the police, but found that his hands and feet were frozen.

Just when he thought he was going to be eaten by that creature, there was a knock on the window glass.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

With a question mark on his head, he looked out the window in surprise.

Does this creature still knock on windows?

"Reed, it's me, Peter Parker."

Peter stood outside the window like a werewolf disguised as Grandma.

"How long are you going to stand there stupidly?"

Peter looked at him in a daze and asked him.

Not that scary creature, but Parker?

Reed was filled with big questions.

I just saw the monster outside the window, how come it turned into Peter Parker?

Was it just my illusion?

Or was it the monster disguised as Peter Parker to lure me to open the door?

At this moment, Reed was like Little Red Riding Hood in "Grandma Wolf", hesitating whether to open the door for "Grandma".

He swallowed his saliva and looked into Peter's eyes.

Well, he was even more suspicious.

The other person's eyes were exactly the same as the monster's eyes.

While he was hesitating, Peter, who was impatient, opened the window and entered.

Reed was stunned.

"Is this the sixth floor?"

"I'm a rock climbing enthusiast."

Peter said to him casually.

"Actually, if you say you are Spider-Man, I will believe it."

Reed swallowed his saliva and said with some fear.

"Well, did you see anything outside?"

"No."

Peter certainly would not admit that he had just let the "Queen" outside to scare the naughty kid.

He glanced at Reed's hand.

The other party's hand looked extremely clumsy, almost as big as his head.

Seeing Peter reaching out his hand to him, Reed opened his mouth to stop him, but before he could say anything, Peter's fingers moved flexibly, and the sting of the gem bee was already in his palm.

"This sting is really big. Although it can't be said to be the champion, I guess it can almost make a ribbon."

Peter threw the sting on the table and looked at the layout of the room.

There were many books, messy experimental instruments and various strange gadgets in the small room.

Reed looked at his hand that had turned into a steamed bun in surprise.

The sting that was deep in the skin was pulled out by him just like that? !

"How did you do it?"

"Shouldn't you say thank you?"

"Of course, thank you for your help. I was just wondering whether I should go to the hospital."

Reed's face wrinkled into a bitter gourd. "Although this jewel bee looks beautiful and can parasitize, the feeling of being stung is not very good."

Peter looked around and asked him, "Where are your parents?"

"They have their own things to do, so I am the host of this family most of the time."

Reed suddenly felt that he had not fulfilled his obligations as a host.

At least he should make a cup of coffee or a drink for the guests?

Just as he was thinking about his obligations as a family host, Peter suddenly picked up a pair of scientific instruments next to him.

"What is this?"

It looked like a metal round hat worn by a weird scientist in a science fiction movie, and was held in Peter's hand.

Reed was about to explain something, but Peter put the hat on his head.

"Wait.!"

Reed wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

"What's wrong?"

"This is a lie detector."

"Did you invent it?"

"Yes, but it should be a subconscious amplifier. I developed it a month ago and haven't tested it on humans yet."

Reed said a little frustrated: "If you get hurt, my parents will definitely be angry."

"Subconscious amplifier?"

Peter pondered, trying to concentrate.