Spiderman's Survival in Another World

This cemetery was originally located in a remote area, and the place where the spider was located at this time was an inconspicuous corner of the entire cemetery.

The quietness of no one, the tombstones around, the rocks and soil that have just been blown up on the ground, and a creature with disheveled hair, the combination of all these elements makes this place a horror film shooting scene no matter how you look at it.

And the spider who cheated the corpse just now thought so too.

'Although this background reflects my current situation, I still feel a little incapable of accepting it. '

After all, a place like the cemetery, hahaha, I can't like it no matter what.

He raised his arm and waved it, because the spider was still a little unaccustomed to using the spider's body for a long time, and he was always a little unfamiliar when waving his limbs.

However, this feeling of incompatibility disappeared quickly.

After clenching his fist and moving his fingers a few times, the spider began to focus on another important thing - spinning.

'But in this regard, I still have to thank my two lovely little believers. '

Thanks to the previous experience of making DIY skirts for Nanako Mimiko, the speed of making clothes for myself is much faster now, and I have a general idea in my mind.

The white spider silk is manipulated and wrapped around the slender fingertips, coupled with the aid of the skill of manipulating and controlling the spider silk, the spider can weave clothes for itself very quickly.

'Okay, now I'm really resurrected with full blood! '

So this time is the official line, just ignore the previous two failed performances, hahaha, save me a little face.

Putting on the handmade spider silk shirt, raised his arms and raised his head slightly, and made the proud debut gesture before. The spider's expression was deep: those who can't kill me will only make me stronger.

I am no longer the weak me I was before.

'But I look pretty good now. '

The face value is online, perfectly inheriting the beauty of my previous life.

She touched her face with one hand, and there was a slight smile on the face of the human figure, but the big spider head under the spider's body knocked on her ears and began to chatter wildly, perfectly revealing her true inner thoughts at the moment.

'Resurrection praise, evolution praise. '

Even the abilities have all stepped into a new level, the value has doubled again, and the combat power has skyrocketed.

Looking at the system panel that he summoned, Spider inadvertently found a new surprise while picking up the information with his fingers.

'Negative status gone? ! '

Staring blankly at the two debuffs that had been hanging on his status bar before disappearing completely at this moment, the spider finally couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth crazily after confirming that he was now a normally developed spider.

'Ha ha ha ha! '

Invincible, family and friends, please type the word invincible on the public screen at this moment, please?

Check out my perfect stats now, and check out all my unlocked skills!

What is a real strong man?

Let alone those two DKs at the moment, it's just...

Before the words in his heart were half spoken, the spider carefully chose to shut up after remembering the tragic end of the countless times he had planted the flag before.

The spider under him shook his ears, urging in an extremely small voice: Let's pretend that an ultimate creature like DK doesn't exist.

Skip it, as soon as this topic is discussed, I feel pain all over my body.

'However, this is a cemetery. '

Who kindly buried her in the soil?

And it seems that a tombstone was erected for her...?

His eyes fell on the stone tablet that he had blown to pieces with magic, and the spider turned his head to look at the wooden box that was probably used to hold his "body" in the pit, with a gradually complicated expression.

'Although this well-meaning man may have good intentions. '

But I'm not happy at all right now.

He blew up his own grave, dug his own grave, etc...

Ahem, dear friends, please act as if nothing happened.

'Not long should have passed by now. '

After all, judging from the previous evolution experience, it is impossible to spend ten days and a half months.

Well, maybe I can still catch up with a meal when I go back now?

Rubbing his belly, the spider, who always felt a little hungry, pondered for a moment and happily made a decision.

Fill your stomach, and then revenge and revenge.

Those two black and white hairy DKs don't even want to run away.

Raising a paw, he casually pawed at the messy grave that he had made, and after filling the hole, the spider patted his ass and left.

The spider company founded by Fu Heisher in the first place did not go bankrupt. After taking over the Zenyuanjia and Panxingjiao, it integrated resources, but continued to expand and grow bigger.

In the conference room at this time, Fu Heisher, who had just finished a meeting, was lying on the boss's chair.

In his hand is a planning book from the family of the Chanyuan.

That thin planning document is not about the development planning and the expansion planning of the Chanyuanists and Panxing Sect.

"The plan is going well."

"The death sentence for the conjuration world has been delivered."

Distorted voices came out from the communication equipment and fell into Fu Hesher's ears.

After hearing this sentence, he opened his eyes, then pulled his lips, and the dark eyes filled with violence.

"Oh, then let that kid die."

Sitting up straight, Fuheshier bent one finger and tapped on the table, the scars on the corners of his lips were pulled as he spoke.

"Gojo Satoru can't move for the time being, so just let it go, as for this..."

The pupils of the eyes moved slightly, and the sight caught the name on the paper at hand. Fu Heisher's smile widened, but there was no warmth in the eyes.

As if feeling a little pleasure purely because he was about to see the death of the hated guy, the former Heaven and Tyrant let out a dull low laugh from his chest.

"Xia Youjie, right?"

"Don't let him run away again."

"As for the executor of this execution..."

Fu Heisher hummed with unknown meaning from his nasal cavity, as if he had thought of something interesting and expressed pleasure in his tone of voice.

"Do you have a candidate? I think of a good executor."

The person on the other end of the phone answered quickly this time.

The tone of the headmaster of the Buddhist monastery was distorted due to the switch of the communicator.

"I've submitted my offer."

"Recommended by the executor, Gojo Satoru."

Rich malice flowed on the tip of the tongue, and the purpose and intention were not concealed.

The chief manager of the Buddhist monastery opened his mouth, revealing a little look of anticipation in his tone.

"Others have also agreed and passed this proposal."

"At this time, the notification should have reached Gojo Satoru."

How will that genius be chosen then?

Should he defect to the magic world in anger, or kill his best friend?

However, before that, will that guy feel a little troubled and sad because of this decision?

But that alone is not enough.

No matter how correct the standpoint of those two people before doing that kind of thing, they didn't intend to understand and forgive.

after all……

"We are the believers and dependents of that god."

How could believers and dependents have reason for a guy who hurt his belief in God?

Wouldn't crazy behavior and irrational revenge be more in line with the identity of believers and family members?

After Fu Heisher hung up the phone, he was silent for a moment before standing up.

He casually put the coat thrown aside on his shoulders, and opened the door to prepare. As a result, he saw two little guys squatting at the door as expected.

Seeing Mimiko and Nanako who hadn't put away their eavesdropping posture in time, Fuheisher gave a "tsk" and then looked down at them condescendingly.

"Have you finished your homework?"

"Have you finished training today?"

Mimiko and Nanako, who were captured, nodded, then grabbed Fuhesher's clothes in front of them, raised their heads and asked, "Can we increase our training volume?"

"We want to get stronger fast."

Those who dare to hurt the gods, those stupid guys...

"Kill them."

Leave no one behind, kill them all.

Hearing what the two little guys said, Fu Heisher thought about his son who also showed violent tendencies not long ago, and squeezed the space between his brows with a headache.

"What kind of dreams do a group of children have?"

"This matter is still supported by adults, so don't worry about it."

He picked up Mimiko and Nanako like chickens in one hand, and on the way to Fuheshier, he did not forget to pick up his son who was doing homework next door and threw them on his shoulders.

Let Fu Heihui sit firmly with his arms around his neck, hold the two little chickens in his hands, and Fu Heisher, who has become a large mobile pendant platform, ignores the attention of passers-by on the road and walks towards a certain place.

Stepping into a newly built building, Fuheshier was not surprised to see a crowd of familiar and unfamiliar people.

But all the believers and dependents related to his trash... and his boss were present.

A group of little girls who claim to be from Mitakihara Town; old partners from the Zen Academy who skipped work; their own wives; guys from the Panxing Sect.

Even the few dragons who didn't get along for a long time, at most they used to have dinner and play games before, ran over after hearing the news and said they wanted to help.

Only at this time did Fu Heisher clearly know what kind of relationship network his BOSS has developed.

Across all walks of life, across species and sex.

"Everyone's here?"

After counting the crowd, the current Bishop of Panxing Sect waved his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet.

His face was dignified and sad, and his tone was heavy.

"...Although time has passed for a long time, we have to accept the fact that our god has been brutally killed."

The lights went out, and different people in the darkness had different expressions on their faces.

Sadness, hatred; secret joy, excitement; indifference, boredom.

And these are collected silently.

"We can't even collect the remains of adults."

"I can only find these..."

An exquisite coffin rose slowly from behind him, attracting everyone's attention.

"Although time has passed, we still have the need to hold a funeral for adults."

"us……"

Before the bishop finished speaking, the originally closed door was kicked open.

Then, they heard a faint voice.

"funeral?"

The light from the doorway fell on a person.

She stared at everyone present with dark pupils.

Of course, that's not the point.

The point is that it is too familiar with her lower body.

The eyes of everyone wandered back and forth between the intruder and the black and white portrait on the coffin behind the bishop. After repeating it three times, they confirmed that it was indeed carved out of the same mold.

After the brain came to this conclusion, the rationality collectively fled from the brains of the people.

"who?"

The "person" who broke in suddenly asked.

Bishop who lost his thinking function in a trance: Uh, you...?

As soon as he got home, he found that his subordinates had given him another seven spiders: ...

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