[Comprehensive British and American] SpiderGirl

Thor put down the phone with a solemn expression and regret: "I'm sorry, child."

Petra: "..."

As I said earlier, men are big pigs!

"no!"

"that is!"

"Well, it's my fault, I will definitely have a chance in the future!" Saul solemnly assured, "High-five as an oath?"

"Okay." Petra held up her hand.

Saul solemnly covered his left hand.

Just in the middle of this movement, he suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to control his strength very well.The teammates who used to high-five together were all superheroes blessed with serum or armor, not an ordinary kid.Sol used a little force habitually, and when it fell, he secretly screamed, and then heard the crisp sound of "snap".

The girl's palm is only about half of his, but it catches the force of the palm very well.

Sol was startled, and quickly asked, "Are you all right?"

"Eh?" Petra was also taken aback, looked at her palm, and moved her knuckles in disbelief.Almost subconsciously, she took a step back and pressed her arm, pretending to be in pain, "It's a little numb..."

Saul apologized: "Yes, I almost forgot that you are still a patient. Take a good rest, then I will go back first."

Petra watched him go out, locked the room immediately, and began to check her hands.

It looks normal and healthy.

She squeezed her thin-looking arm.In the past, when she was patted on the shoulder by Thor—even though he had controlled his strength—she would feel a shock all over her body, but this time she took it super easily. Could it be that the special cold effect of Stark’s family has the same effect as Popeye’s spinach?

Petra doesn't quite believe it.She remembered the change in vision again, rushed to the bathroom, stopped suddenly, and looked at herself in the mirror.

Nothing had changed, neither his appearance nor the color of his eyes.There is no such thing as "suddenly turning over and becoming a big beauty" in TV dramas, and there is no miracle in the animation where she suddenly becomes a different pupil and her strength increases—oh sorry, I went to the wrong theater, that is next door Dimensional.

But the reality is that after years of being consumed by books, comics and games, her eyesight returned to normal.No, not even just "normal vision."

Petra returned to the room, opened the window and looked into the distance.

...That's right, she can see things very far away, and she can hear voices coming from all directions.

The radio broadcast from the neighbor's house, the wild cat downstairs trotted past on tiptoe, and even a few roads outside the car suddenly braked, which attracted complaints from pedestrians and other car owners.

She could hear everything clearly.

It's almost like——no, it's clearly a super power!

But soon, before she had time to marvel or be surprised by it, Petra found herself unable to bear this gift of "superpower".My ears are buzzing, it doesn't hurt, but my head hurts.Her brain was overwhelmed by the influx of information, like a homepage attacked by spam.

"Stop!" She covered her head and slowly squatted down, barely preventing some sounds and pictures from continuing to squeeze in.

Petra closed her eyes and took a slow, deep breath.

It's dinner time.

It was as if a voice was speaking.It told itself that the neighbors began to cook dinner and order takeaway one after another, and even the security guard on the first floor asked someone to buy a seaweed roll.

Petra waved her hand impatiently.Come on, I don't want to know this at all, okay?

The hand he swung out to vent his anger was very strong, but his fingertips stopped in time before touching the bookcase.

She has lived here for more than ten years, and she is indeed familiar with this room, but it doesn't stop her from bumping into the foot of the bed, the desk and so on.But she could feel it now, as if the whole room was under her control.

Petra woke up with a start and stood up abruptly.

——Her five senses are amplified!

Or rather, jump up.

When she realized that she had actually jumped to the ceiling and was stuck to it, she let out a short scream and fell - no, continue to correct: she jumped down in fright.

Then it fell silently to the floor.

She squatted on the ground blankly, not recovering for a long time.

A magical and chaotic day begins in the morning.

At seven fifteen, the alarm bell rang on time.

Petra habitually reached out and slapped it—snap, click, the alarm clock split in two under her palm.

She panicked for three seconds, remembering her extra power, and then sighed.

After the broken mobile phone, there is another poor alarm clock.There are no repair materials at home, so she has to buy some after school.Or go to a junkyard and see if you can find a suitable replacement.

Petra made a note of this, then pushed the door and went out.

The door handle just fell off...

07: 30.

Mei was holding her breakfast, her eyes widened in surprise: "Oh my God, Petty!"

"My fault!" Petra hurriedly picked up the doorknob, frantically trying to push it back, but was unsuccessful.

Mei was actually more concerned about whether her niece was injured or not, so she shook her head: "Okay, don't worry about it, this kind of antique is inherently fragile. You go to school first, and I'll ask Saul to take a look."

Petra shrugged. She didn't know how many times she had corrected her aunt's concept: Sol could help resist things and install the light bulbs hanging from the ceiling, but it didn't mean he knew the skills of maintenance personnel.He is a god, yes, but not the kind of god who can solve all problems by chanting spells-that should be a magician.Or a god who learns mage skills, such as his younger brother Sol?

At 43:[-], Petra rushed out the door with her schoolbag on her back.By a few seconds, she unfortunately missed a bus.It seems that superpowers can't stop her daily misfortune.

Petra gritted her teeth, grabbed the strap of her schoolbag, turned around and ran wildly.

She quickly passed through an alley, and in a few steps, she jumped onto a two-meter-high fence, and landed as light as a swallow.She stopped, touched the ground with her fingertips, and exhaled while maintaining her balance.

Still a little unaccustomed to this body, she closed her eyes and passed through her brain the instinctive movements just now.

Sister goose.

Petra couldn't help but jumped up again, and turned around excitedly.

Soon she remembered that she was still in a hurry, calmed down, identified the direction, and continued to run.In an unoccupied alley, she can easily climb up the wall, borrow some objects to make herself jump higher, and even climb directly to the top of the building, saving some unnecessary detours and reaching the destination directly——

Arrived!

The bus stops in front of the station.

Petra breathed a sigh of relief, jumped off the air-conditioning box, patted the ashes off her body, and walked out calmly.

Eight forty-six.

"Petra!" came a familiar roar from behind.

Petra closed the locker and turned away.

Flash, who hadn't seen him for two days, was as menacing as ever, stopped in front of her, and put one hand on the cabinet door.

"what's up?"

"I heard that you are sick." Flash frowned, "I was wondering... Did you contract some kind of virus after being bitten by a spider?"

"Spider?" Petra was taken aback for a while, and then suddenly realized.

Oh, the spider that bit her neck that night as the snowball fell from the tree!that's it!

She remembered that everything wrong with her body started from that time.Colds and fevers are just by-products. She was so confused that she forgot such an important thing, and spent the night thinking whether the box of cold medicine that Happy gave actually used some new invention invented by their company. Technology... There are many possibilities. For example, in order to save the world, Mr. Iron Man wants to develop a more powerful serum to train more fighters as the Avengers reserve army?

In this way, everything makes sense.

That spider is definitely not an ordinary spider, it is probably bred by some biological company - isn't there a science fair the next day?Maybe it slipped out during transport.It's a pity that it died, fell in the snowdrift under the tree, and most of it has been sent to the incinerator with other garbage. Petra can no longer find its body for identification.

But things are basically confirmed.Her strength, speed, agility, and amazing jumping ability are like... clearly the ability of a spider scaled up in proportion!

"Petra Parker?" Flash raised his voice.

She recovered and found his hand dangling in front of her eyes, and then showed a confused yet worried face.

Petra was in a good mood, and when she saw him at this time, she was able to think objectively: Compared with other students of the same grade, Flash is indeed much more handsome.

"I'm fine." She coughed a few times, trying to make her words more convincing, "I just have a cold. Not only because of riding in your convertible car, but also because of being hit by the snow on the tree - that's right , it's all because of your fault!"

Petra raised her head confidently, meeting Flash's eyes.

"you--"

In the past, her behavior had already angered the other party.But for some reason, Flash's momentum seemed to be a little weaker.

Looking at each other for three seconds, he took a step back calmly, muttering in his heart that the distance seems to be too close, and then stood firm: "Uh, I... this is my fault."

You know, how difficult it is to get this school bully to admit his mistakes.Even if it is the senior education director, the principal, and his parents, a tripartite meeting is impossible.

Petra doubted her ears: "Wait, what did you just say?"

"I say! I didn't mean to make you ill," said Flash, and then breathed out. "Anyway, I'm relieved to see that you're doing well now."

"When did you care so much about your classmates?" It was Petra's turn to take a step back.

"I understand your sarcasm this time." Flash made a stern face, clenched his fists unhappily, and knocked on the cabinet door.

He lost his power and made a loud noise, attracting the attention of the surrounding students.

"What are you looking at?" Flash waved his hand impatiently. Most of the students didn't want to cause trouble, so they hurried away.

"Is there anything else you want?" Petra asked.

"Yes, of course!" He recovered and blurted out.

"Uh, I just want to remind you that class is about to start." Petra looked at her watch, "I don't need to say more about apologizing, and I'll be thankful for you not to trouble me all the time."

"..."

Flash was eerily silent for a moment.

There seemed to be a storm brewing in his blue eyes, dark and dark.For a few seconds, Petra thought she had messed him up again, but unexpectedly, his next sentence was completely unexpected.

"That, that's... I suddenly thought, so what is coming soon." Flash said a few words vaguely, then suddenly cursed and patted his forehead, "Forget it, why bother so much?" .I just want to ask, are you free this Thursday?"

"Thursday?" Petra hesitated, recalling her class schedule, "I remember I had band practice, and the academic competition team—"

"It's a day off, Petra," Flash interrupted.

"Holiday?" Petra thought blankly.

Oh, vacation!Christmas is coming!

Too many things have happened in the past few days, first the ball, then Tony Stark, and then the mutated body, she murmured: "I forgot..."

"So?" Flash cleared his throat. "Did you, that night—"

The bell exploded overhead, through the loudspeakers to the corners of the hallway.

"Oops, the chemistry class teacher wants to check the elements written by dictation!" Petra's face changed, she picked up her schoolbag and ran away, "Let's talk later!"

"Hey!"

Left far behind, Flash thumped the wall angrily.

Twelve twenty-four.

During the lunch break, Petra took out the dead body of her phone with a broken screen and put it on the desk.Ned picked it up cautiously and examined it.

"Technically, it's not impossible to fix it." He said with experience, "but if I remember correctly, the battery of this model was discontinued in October last year. Where can you buy it?"

"Ah..." Petra sighed, her head drooping.

"Buy a new one." Michelle said briskly, and before Petra emphasized "how many times have I said that I don't have money to buy a new phone now", she continued, "Isn't Christmas coming, Go out and say, hey, does anyone want to buy me a mobile phone for Christmas? Maybe it will work.”

"Stop joking." Petra shook her head, "Have you confirmed that it really can't be repaired?"

The two looked at each other.

"Maybe Stark's technology can do it." Michelle said seriously.

But both Ned and Petra acquiesced that her answer was equivalent to: No!

"Well, it looks like I have to keep saving lunch money again." Petra looked at the phone sadly.

"Come on, be optimistic, there must be other ways." Ned encouraged her. "And the contest prize money?"

"The final of the next competition is in March, so how long will I have to wait?" Of course Petra can't count on this, "Let's think about it, I should be able to find a part-time job?"

"Why don't you ask Saul?" Ned's eyes lit up. "He is an Avenger, so he must know a lot of people. The people he knows know even more people! Six-dimensional space theory, friends! Maybe Is there any big boss who just needs a young and beautiful intern right now?"

Petra: "Big boss?"

Michelle: "Young and beautiful?"

The two looked at each other.

and many more……

The name that came to mind, could it be——

Is it? !

"MJ," Petra said slowly, "you don't tell me who you think of—"

"It's him." Michelle nodded affirmatively.