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

"It's been half a year. I remember it's been half a year, Harry. You haven't contacted us for half a year."

Gwen asked Harry, "Did something happen, Harry?"

"No, I just..."

Harry smiled bitterly and put the flowers on the table, "I'm sorry, Gwen, and Peter, I..."

"Well, you must have encountered difficult choices, just like I encounter these situations all the time, but the difference is that Peter is with me to solve them."

Gwen saw that Harry had something to hide, so she didn't ask any more questions.

"Thank you, Gwen."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief and looked out through the window.

The rounded corners of the windows appeared in his sight, and the windows were lined up one after another, and the gray light refracted through the glass windows that were stained by rain.

Ferns and orchids were arranged simply-at the side rails of the hallway, next to a pair of old-fashioned easy chairs, and in the corner of the door.

Everything in Harry's eyes flashed with a light that made him feel relaxed.

"When we were in school, we were inseparable. We were the Three Musketeers! Now the Three Musketeers are reuniting!"

Gwen stretched out her hand and motioned Harry to give him a high-five.

Harry was a little embarrassed and gave Gwen a high-five.

In front of Gwen's strong personality, he was still a little suppressed as before.

"Did you really join SHIELD?"

When Gwen's nonsense was almost over, Peter asked Harry.

He was more interested in what Harry had experienced during this period.

"Yes, I originally wanted to travel around the world first. I am not good at company affairs, so I handed it over to some people my father trusted before, but SHIELD invited me."

Peter continued to ask him: "So you didn't hesitate to join in?"

"Yes, I want to be a little different. Maybe SHIELD can teach me something different."

"Hmm."

Gwen pondered for a moment and looked at Peter.

"So you learned something at SHIELD?"

Harry nodded, "I'm not stupid, I'll always learn something, won't I?"

"I remember when you were playing dungeons, you had to be Elken, the god of thunder and lightning in Lemacus."

Gwen thought of the time when they were role-playing dungeons together, Harry always liked to be the "God of Thunder and Lightning".

As a result, he always became a green elf.

And he was the kind of green demon who owed a giant a fee and couldn't pay it back with gold, wandering in another world to find a way to redeem his soul.

Harry coughed, "Yes, I don't like green elves, I like the god of thunder and lightning."

After a few more words, Harry had to rush back to the company for something, so he left temporarily.

After Harry left, Gwen asked Peter with a worried look on her face, "Does Harry know our identities?"

"Not really."

Gwen always felt a little guilty, "I'm always worried that Harry is learning something in SHIELD and wants to avenge his father. If he really intends to do that, will we become his enemies?"

Peter thought about it and said to Gwen, "This possibility is not great, but if that really happens, I'm not too worried."

"Why?"

"Because after you mistook the 'evil ghost' for Harry, didn't you beat him very resolutely? He was almost beaten to death by you, Gwen."

Listening to Peter's serious teasing, Gwen blushed.

"That's not my intention. I can't control myself."

"Well, the symbiote just suppresses something in your body. If Harry really intends to hurt me or your father, you will still do that, right, Gwen?"

Gwen was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and pondered.

"I won't let that happen. Harry is my friend."

"I said if, Gwen."

"If. I don't know."

Gwen was a little guilty and didn't dare to look at Peter.

She knew what she would do, but she was embarrassed to say it.

After all, it was too cruel.

"By the way, my dad!"

At this time, Gwen suddenly remembered her father's situation.

Her father was also injured by the attack of the "evil ghost".

She quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed her father's number.

Seeing Gwen preparing to talk on the phone with her father, Peter walked out of the ward and walked towards Dr. Ryan's ward.

Although the alien embryo in his body has not changed much recently, he still decided to let the other party help him check it.

"Hey, Peter!"

As soon as he walked out of the corridor, he saw a familiar figure.

Dr. Strange Stephen Strange walked towards him.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time."

Strange, who had just finished the operation, was wearing a surgical gown and greeted him in a good mood.

"Yes, I met a lot of old acquaintances today."

Peter greeted him and looked at his hands.

The fact that he could still perform surgery on his hands meant that he had not become Doctor Strange because of the car accident.

"So that includes me, right?"

Strange walked up to him, "Speaking of which, I don't have your contact information yet. Maybe in order to avoid embarrassing situations, I think we can exchange contact information."

"Of course."

Peter nodded and took out his mobile phone.

"Does Doctor Strange like playing with his mobile phone?"

Peter suddenly asked him.

"Um, no, I just like to use my mobile phone to read CT medical records sometimes. You know, I'm a little pressed for time."

Although he didn't know why Peter asked, he still explained with some embarrassment.

"That's good."

Peter nodded, "I don't think it's safe to look at CT medical records while driving, especially when it's raining heavily outside. Are you right, doctor?"

Strange: "."

"Uh-huh, yes."

Strange was stunned for a while, then nodded and said.

The moment he finished speaking, the clear sky outside was suddenly covered by dark clouds.

The sky was dark and it seemed like it was going to rain.

He frowned at the thought of a seminar he would attend that evening.

For the evening seminar, I have to drive through a winding mountain road, so I hope it won’t be affected if it rains.

Peter reminded Strange a few words, not really intending to prevent the other party's car accident.

And he couldn't stop it, after all, Gu Yidu said that he should have this calamity in his life.

A few reminders are just to let the other party admit your feelings.

You see, I reminded you to drive carefully, but you are racing on a mountain road in the rain.

If you don't repay me, how can you get over it?

After saying a few words to Strange, Peter walked towards Dr. Lane's ward.

When Strange's rumored girlfriend, Christine, walked up to him, he was still staring at Peter's back in a daze.

"Stephen? Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine."

Strange turned his gaze to Christine, "How are the patients in Ward 304?"

"She's very stable."

Kristine cast her gaze at Peter's back, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Is it him?!"

"Yes, an acquaintance."

"Also a mysterious high school student."

Christine knows more about Peter than Strange does.

Not only did she peek at Peter's medical records, but she also knew how much Ms. Weber (Mrs. Spider) valued him.

"Are you okay? I see you look a little ugly. Stephen, if you feel uncomfortable, don't attend the evening seminar."

She saw that Strange's face was not looking good and suggested that he take a rest.

"No, no need."

Strange shook his head.

He didn't know why, but he always felt a bad premonition in his heart.

Just like the dark clouds that suddenly gathered outside, they suddenly covered my heart for no reason.

After checking at Dr. Lane's office and finding nothing, Peter rushed to Reed's office.

On the one hand, he needs Reed to help him develop music that will allow Gwen and the symbiote to resonate more harmoniously.

On the other hand, after Gwen's abilities are restored, he prepares to fight across dimensions to find the successor family.

After all, the other party has noticed his side. Even if he doesn't look for them, the other party will come to look for him.

Now that Gwen, the best helper, has regained her abilities, the battle plan has to be upgraded.

Reed's house.

The naughty kid listened in amazement to the song by Gwen's band playing on Peter's cell phone.

"Are you saying that this makes Gwen Stacy perfectly integrated with the symbiote in her body?"

"That's the power of music."

Peter twisted his hair, "You should get a haircut, Reed."

"I hate getting my hair cut!"

After Reed complained, he began to study MJ's "The Amityville Horror" rock music.

"This is so ugly."

Peter also agreed with Reed, but although the song was sung by MJ, the lyrics and music were compiled by Gwen.

For the sake of his girlfriend's face, he could only say against his will: "You don't understand rock and roll, kid."

Reed curled his lips, "Yes, they are all a group of people who add specific cultural symbols such as sex, drugs, alcoholism, hippies, and anarchism to noise music and call it rock and roll."

Peter: "."

Aren't you afraid that Gwen will beat you if she finds out? !

"Reed, no matter what, you invented the sound waves of this frequency, which had an effect on the symbiote. I still want to say thank you."

Reed scratched his head, "I feel like 'thank you' is the tiniest, most insignificant thing we can give to others. It's not just a nod, a shrug, or an anxious gesture of instruction." "

Peter looked at Reed in surprise, "What else do you want?"

Is this naughty kid rebelling?

He knocked on Reed's head: "These are not words of thanks. Are I giving you a perfectly framed high five and rewarding you with bacon, whiskey and unicorns? These are the words of thanks?"

Reed said with a grimace: "No, I want to say, when will the funds you promised me arrive?"

The sponsorship funds Peter promised him have not yet arrived.

He could hardly bear to ask for money from his parents who were still attending a meeting abroad.

"Not yet?"

Peter pretended to be surprised and took out his mobile phone, "Maybe Helen forgot. I can remind her."

In fact, he forgot to tell Helen, his housekeeper.

But in front of his children, he will naturally not reveal that he is not doing things well.

After sending several text messages to Helen, Peter talked to her about Earth 001 again.

"Now I can teleport you to that universe, but based on the story you told about the Master of Compilation."

After Kahn became Peter's subordinate, he told him the story of the Master Weaver.

So Reed also knew about the compiler master.

Reed sat behind the computer and showed his head, "He has the ability to transmit dimensions more accurately and powerfully than me. I use science, but he almost uses the ability of rules, which is more like three dimensions in a five-dimensional space." Build, he - built a model."

"Model?"

"Well, this model could help him travel between realities, or allow others to travel as he pleases."

Reed operated the computer and quickly constructed a complex model mesh structure in front of Peter.

Then he pointed at the screen and said to Peter: "This model can connect the structure of reality. It looks like a tapestry, the tapestry of the entire multiverse. If this tapestry is damaged, all people or the world may disappear in the blink of an eye."

Peter frowned when he heard this, "In other words, this master of fabrication controlled by the successor family has the ability to destroy the multiverse?"

"You can't say that."

Reed thought for a while, "This organization model is like a map. The organization master can operate the yarn to change something on this map, predict the future, modify reality, etc., but he will definitely not do this."

"Why?"

"He is a master of weaving, isn't he? Weaving webs is his mission, why would he deliberately damage the webs? Just like a spider, it will only lie around all day and night weaving and repairing webs, but will not deliberately destroy them."

Peter stared at the model on the computer monitor, "But this model is also in the hands of the heir family."

"That's the trouble."

Reed imitated Peter and sighed, "Once I send you to Earth 001, the master of programming will immediately know about your intrusion. Unless you can subdue him, he can close the channel at any time or send you to other universes. , that’s their home ground.”

"Can you copy the master's model?"

Peter asked him.

"I?"

Reed pointed to himself in surprise.

"Is it difficult?"

"It's not a hard question; it's kind of."

Reed thought for a moment, "Do you think of me as an omnipotent God?"

"You are a God who specializes in a certain direction with your skills. I even doubt that you can give him a shot."

Peter expressed confidence in him.

at the same time.

Earth 982.

A world equally filled with superheroes and Mr. Fantastic.

Reed in this world has accomplished the feat Peter mentioned.

Mr. Fantastic shot the Living Tribunal directly on Earth with the cannon he developed.

This operation blinded the eyes of other Avengers on Earth. After all, for the level of the Life Tribunal, it would be difficult for ordinary people to find him, let alone bombard the Life Tribunal.

But Reed just gave the opponent a shot.

"Boom!"

Flames struck a house in Queens of this world, burning the entire sky red.

Mayday Parker's spider uniform was completely torn.

The spider mask on his head also became dilapidated, revealing half of his face stained with blood.

Damons, a tall member of the heir family, was stepping on her chest.

The spider girl felt like her ribs were about to be broken. She couldn't breathe at this moment, and waves of severe pain hit her body.

What frightened her was that the other person was holding her younger brother in his hand.

"Let him go, you're killing him!"

Mayday Parker tried her best to squeeze out a sentence from her mouth.

Damons looked down at Maid Parker who was stepped on in the chest, smiled and shook his head.

"No, you are wrong, kid. This is not what I am doing, not yet. I am just making the meat softer."

The boy in his hand was wearing pajamas. He tried to struggle but couldn't exert any strength at all.

"I will stop you!"

Mayday Parker gritted her teeth and said.

"No you won't, kid, you can't do it."

Damons shook his head contemptuously, "I am Damons, the son of Saurus, one of the heirs of all things, and you are just..."

With a "bang" sound, he threw Medei Parker's younger brother in his hand.

".It's just a speck of dust, insignificant."

Maeda Parker's father, Peter Parker, tried his best to stand up from the ground.

He looked at his wife MJ.

MJ was lying in a pool of blood holding the child who had just made a sound, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Damn it!"

The middle-aged Peter stood up and walked quickly to his wife.

In this world, he is not Spider-Man, just an ordinary father.

In other words, he once worked as Spider-Man, and after he had a daughter (Mai Dai Parker was named in memory of Aunt May), he gave up the position of Spider-Man to his daughter.

"Mary?"

He checked the baby's condition, and after confirming that it was okay, he helped MJ up.

MJ, whose forehead was injured, held the baby and said to her husband: "Go and protect May and Ben (Ben Parker named his son Ben in memory of his uncle)."

"Your legs, Peter!"

Soon MJ discovered that her husband's leg was seriously injured and he was bleeding.

"I'm fine."

Peter, whose face was covered with stubble, took a deep breath and stood up, then looked at Damons, who was about to attack his daughter.

"I have to be okay."

With a roar, Peter limped and slammed towards Damons.

"Boom!"

The unprepared Damons was attacked by Peter and staggered.

"Bang!"

Peter, still in his prime, punched Damons in the face.

"Don't touch my daughter! She's not on your menu, you ugly bastard! Got it?"

Touching his chin, Damons looked at the middle-aged Peter as if nothing had happened.

"You don't think I came all the way here just to eat a spider totem, do you?"

He looked at MJ, who was holding a baby, with a red face illuminated by the fire.

"I came here to eat your daughter, even the little thing that fills the gap between my teeth, I won't let it go."

Perhaps sensing the approach of death, the baby in MJ's arms burst into tears.

"Wow wow wow!"

"I'll eat you all!"

Damons looked at the middle-aged Peter with a grin, "And you can feel it, right? But you can't do anything about it."

Middle-aged Peter gritted his teeth and looked at him, then slowly took off his clothes and said to his tearful wife: "Mary, I love you, from the distant past to the present, I have always loved you, now, protect the children, take Mei, Ben and the little tiger, and leave here."