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

"ghost?"

Gwen was still struggling with this matter until school was over.

"Actually, I've been thinking about something," she said to Peter.

"What?"

Peter looked at Gwen who was a little excited, wondering how far away her imagination had reached the edge of the universe.

"I want to change my name to distinguish myself from you. Of course, I'm not saying that the name Spider-Woman is bad. Maybe I can change it to a cooler name."

Gwen walked into the subway with Peter, her hands in her pockets and a hood on her head.

Although the weather was a bit cold because Christmas was approaching, Gwen was obviously not the type to be affected by the cold.

She simply liked this look.

She also has a number of signature shoes from rock stars at home, which she takes turns wearing on the streets if the mood strikes her.

"For example, Ghost Spider, what's the name like? It differentiates it from your Spider-Man name."

Gwen asked Peter in a good mood while holding on to the handrail in the subway.

Peter said seriously: "Well, I think it's good. Maybe Spider-Gwen is better, but this will reveal your identity. Maybe one day you can use this name after your identity is known to everyone."

Gwen said with some dejection: "Spider Gwen, this is not a good idea. If I reveal my identity, I will be arrested and imprisoned."

Peter asked Gwen in confusion: "Why do you want to go to jail?"

"Because my dad wants to catch Spider-Woman, and he is the leader of the crime team. Even if he knows about Spider-Woman, who should be called Ghost Spider now, I mean after he knows my identity, he may still choose to capture me. "

Gwen seemed troubled by her relationship with her father, saying to Peter: "He's a cop, he's going to do this."

Peter disagreed with Gwen, "He's still a dad."

Gwen put her hand on the railing and stretched it out towards Peter's arm, "I don't know, so I'm afraid of the moment he learns the truth, and if possible, I hope that day never comes."

There was a hint of helplessness in Gwen's eyes.

"Peter, you are the only one who knows my identity. If one day I am not understood by the world, not even my father, you..."

She raised her head and stared at Peter with her bright blue eyes.

"Will you escape this world with me?"

"get away?"

Peter hadn't expected Gwen to use that word.

He looked directly into Gwen's eyes and nodded slowly, "I will."

Gwen suddenly felt that she had found some strength in her heart. She breathed out gently and hugged Peter's arm.

Great, now I have the final bulwark.

Gwen said to herself in her mind.

At night.

Peter visits the home of the naughty boy Reed.

In addition to sending him research funds, the purpose is to see how far his space-time machine research has gone.

"I call it a super-remote surveillance system."

Reed shows off to Peter a surveillance system he just invented.

"High-precision recording technology uses remote cameras as surveillance equipment. It is not only motion-sensitive or sound-sensitive, but it is also convenient and compact. It can be placed in high-rise buildings or basements. It can also be set up with a password lock."

Reed said while holding a gem wasp in his hand.

After Peter saw this, he asked him slightly surprised: "Aren't you allergic to bees?"

"Ahem, yes, my hands were swollen like steamed buns after being stung last time, but this is not a real wasp, it is a mechanical structure."

Reed held the bee in his hand, "This is what I got after I was stung last time. By installing a remote monitoring system on a wasp, you can monitor the other party without being discovered."

Peter looked at the Gem Wasp surveillance device invented by the other party, and couldn't help but ask the other party: "Whose house are you planning to sneak into? Is it a girl's home where you are peeping?"

Suspected by Peter to be a voyeur, Reed blushed slightly.

Then he tried his best to defend himself, "I didn't want to peep, I just wanted to make it easier for myself. For example, I could send them to the theoretical physics professor to listen to the class, and then send the video back, so that I can play and learn at the same time."

"Um."

Peter nodded. This explanation seemed reasonable, but he didn't believe it.

If I had something like this when I was a kid, I would definitely have to satisfy my curiosity as soon as possible.

Watching the gem wasp in Reed's hand slowly fly up and circle in the air, Peter felt that this thing was good for surveillance.

He said to Reed: "Give me a few of these jewel wasps."

It would be a good idea to treat this kind of thing as a small drone and let it enter the underground world that Helen mentioned to explore.

"Okay, but save one for me."

Reed knew that Peter was born in the year of the dog, and it would be difficult to get back the things he took away, so he had no choice but to give in.

Putting tens of thousands of dollars on the table, Peter asked Reed, whose eyes were bright, "How is the research progress on the time travel machine?"

"Some key materials are missing, and some things can only be purchased on the black market."

Reed takes Peter into his own basement world.

This small world is his secret base.

He never brought anyone in.

The messy basement didn't feel dark.

Bright lights illuminate the entire space.

In the middle, there is a metal seat, which is shaped like a garbage truck with various complex parts.

"Although I try to buy online, some people still insist on meeting in person. Can you help me?"

Reed asked Peter.

"What do you need?"

"A lot, I'll make a list later, thank you, Parker."

Reed's expression changed from cloudy to clear, and he quickly handed Peter the list he had already made.

A somewhat speechless Peter took the other party's list and suddenly felt a little unreliable.

Are you playing house with your children?

Even the ghost he saw in the swamp last night seemed more worthy of his belief than the so-called time machine in front of him.

Although he wanted to ask the other person if he was joking, he remembered that the other person's name was Mr. Fantastic.

Moreover, the Gem Wasp Monitor was just created, so I suppressed my doubts for the time being.

"Are you using this set of chairs to teleport through time and space? If so, how do you get back?"

Peter asked him with a frown.

"No, there is a simpler one. I can condense it into a bracelet. Using this bracelet, I may be able to travel through different dimensions of time and space. This shouldn't be difficult."

Reed said to Peter confidently.