Humanoids on the way to upgrade [Comprehensive British and American]

"Are you all right, Peter?" Zoe asked for the third time.

"I'm fine," Peter said, sipping iced blueberry juice.

He looked tired and his hair was a little messy. Zooey noticed that Peter's cheeks were thinner. He stared at the glass tabletop, wondering what he was thinking.

Zoe said, "I didn't know you had the bad habit of biting straws."

Peter froze for a moment, then noticed that he had actually been biting on the straw, and the juice didn't get into his mouth at all.

"Sorry, I'm a little distracted..." Peter muttered, and he lay down on the table in frustration, "Well, I'm really not doing well recently, and it can even be said to be very bad."

"Did something happen?" Zooey asked with concern.

Peter fell silent, obviously not knowing what to say.

The two went to Lola's bakery to buy a lot of snacks and desserts, and then went to sit in the nearby square park.It was still dark, and many pedestrians were walking nearby.

"I had a fight with a friend who used to be very close," Peter said. "He thought I had betrayed him, and I didn't know how to explain it to him... I asked you out mainly to relax, and I really didn't know. What should I do?"

He scratches at his hair in pain.

Zoe didn't speak. If the psychological activities of the people around her were very strong, then even if her telepathy was turned off, she could still read other people's thoughts.

Peter's heart sounds were very confused.

What Zooey could hear was "I failed to catch the criminal yesterday and let him escape", "Aunt Mei found a large bruise on his back and I don't know how to explain it", "I accidentally put the clothes in the washing machine My clothes were dyed red, red, blue and blue", "I forgot to have eggs in my backpack when I was traveling through the sky with spider silk, and the egg liquid flowed into my school bag", "There was a black cloud of unknown liquid on the tights. I couldn't get it off, and it stuck to my body"...

Besides, Peter's mind was full of Harry, Harry, Harry, Harry...

Spider-Man Peter Parker has a lot to worry about... Zoe sympathizes with him.

Peter confides to Zooey in bits and pieces.

"Harry's father just passed away, and I have an inescapable responsibility for this," he said with bloodshot eyes, "if it wasn't for me, if I hadn't done that, maybe Harry wouldn't have lost his father...Norman Before he died, he said some very bad things to Harry. I was very worried about him. I don’t want our friendship to be broken. Are we destined to part ways? Recently, I feel that he has changed, or I have changed..."

"Harry? My best friend's name is also Harry." Zoe said. "Is your friend Harry Osborn?"

"You know?" Peter looked up at her.

"Actually, he just came to me some time ago, and Harry and I met when we were very young." Zooey looked into Peter's eyes, "We both met when we were very young, you Don't remember, Peter."

"What? Me, wait..." Peter said incoherently, "We met when we were very young? I don't have any memory."

"It's normal that you don't remember. We only met once in total. It was at a press conference of the Osborne Group, and I went to visit. It was about ten years ago." Zooey said softly, "My dad Mom, they also used to work for the Osborne Group, responsible for the genetic engineering project, I remember your parents also worked for Osborne, right?"

"Yes," Peter said blankly, "Fox, Fox... I remember! Our parents are colleagues, and we are working on the same project. I once investigated my parents' network."

"Investigate? How long have you been investigating?" Zooey frowned.

"I've been investigating these things since my sophomore year in high school," Peter said.

Zoe was silent, and some memories buried in the corner came up again. It was her first summer vacation at Hogwarts.

"I hope she can stay in England." Dad stood at the window smoking a cigarette. "Those who can do magic will protect our daughter."

"Of course she should stay in a safe place, but if we leave, who will take care of her?" the mum said.

"How long can we hide? We left America and came to England, and sooner or later those people would come after us, and we had to leave again," Dad said. "We had no choice."

At that time, Zoe couldn't fully control her telepathy, and she could only read that her parents had a strong idea-to hide Zoe in a safe place.

Zoe was quite impressed by the parents' conversation, and she was disturbed.From then on, Zoe formed a vague notion in her mind that her parents left America because someone there was looking for trouble for them.

When Zoe’s parents died in an air crash when she was in the third grade, her aunt offered to let her go back to live in the United States, and Zoe agreed almost immediately. The weirdness of her parents in her childhood made her want to explore the source of these things.On the other hand, the still dormant Phoenix Force gave Zoe an intuition that was close to predicting the future. She believed that the death of her parents was not simple.

Now, Zooey's intuition came true.

"My parents left me when I was very young," Peter buried his face in his hands, breathing deeply, "I wondered what prompted this cruel decision until I was a few months old. I learned that they died in an air crash..."

Zooey's expression changed subtly, "My parents also died in an air crash..."

Peter looked up sharply.

The two of them looked at each other, and something flashed in their minds, as if they had verified something, or maybe they had reached a consensus in just a few seconds.

"It shouldn't be together..." Zoe thought about it, "They died when I was 13 years old."

"You're right." Peter slumped his shoulders.

Zoe said again, "I know you're Spider-Man."

Peter almost jumped on the table, he looked around in a panic, lowered his voice, "How do you know?!"

Zoe hesitated for a moment, stretched out her index finger and tapped her temple, "Mind reading, I have a strong telepathic ability."

"You know what I'm thinking?!" Peter's face flushed, and he seemed almost to run away.

Zoe looked at him honestly, "If you're talking about the time we were eating hamburgers, fries and drinking Cokes on the roof of the Empire State Building, I remember thinking to yourself, 'Oh my God, the way Zoe laughed. That's beautiful'..." She smiled narrowly, "Yes, I can read what you're thinking, thank you for the compliment."

Peter's ears were red, and he covered his face and said sullenly, "Please, please stop talking..."

"Just kidding," Zooey shrugged. "My telepathy was off at the time, so how could I read your thoughts?"

Peter said half annoyed half embarrassingly, "You're playing tricks on me!"

Zoe laughed out loud.

—But that is indeed my true thought.

Peter silently added in his heart.

At least Peter has never seen a more beautiful girl than Zooey.

"People have to look forward, Peter." Zoe said, "I used to be like you, I couldn't let go of my parents' departure, but now I have seen it."

"I've been looking for the truth for so long, and it's really hard to give up." Peter whispered.

"I am relieved now because I know that many friends care about me," Zoe smiled, "and I have a new goal, which makes me more motivated to live, because I know that there are still many unfinished things. Things are waiting for me to do."

As for what goal?Destroying the Hydra that murdered her parents, of course.

Warm energy circulated around Zooey's body, and her restless dark emotions subsided unconsciously.

Phoenix said: "Do whatever you want, I will always be your strength."

Zooey let go of her clenched hands, and her mood returned to calm.

The text message on the mobile phone rang, and my aunt told her to go back before the ten o'clock access control.

"I'm going home, and my dear aunt has set up the gate control for me." Zooey put down her phone, "Although it's only seven o'clock, the original intention of her texting me obviously wasn't to delay my return until so late. "

"Would you like me to take you?" Peter said, "Spiderman Sky Express, very convenient."

"No need," Zoe said, "I live in Gotham, how long will it take to swing around with spider silk? It's not as fast as I can say a spell."

"Spell?" Peter asked confused.

Zoe reached out and grabbed his arm, and asked, "Where is your home? Tell me the coordinates, and I'll see you off."

...Wait, this seems to be reversed, right?Shouldn't boys be gentlemen?

"Near Forest Hills, Queens..." Before Peter finished speaking, he felt a strong pulling force hooking him, as if his body was sucked into a rubber tube.

After a whirlwind, Peter staggered and fell to the ground.

"You're very physically fit," Zoe pulled him up, "Many people vomited when they Apparated for the first time."

Dizzy, Peter ran to the trash can and retched.

"I totally understand people who throw up," he said. "I'd rather be swinging in the air with a spider's thread."

"Well," Zooey looked at Peter sympathetically, "you still vomited."

"...Peter?"

Zooey turned her head and saw a middle-aged woman standing by the street lamp.

Holding the trash can, Peter raised his head, "Aunt May?"

Aunt Mei held a box of eggs in her hand, and looked at her nephew hesitantly, "Have you been drinking? Why are you vomiting so badly?"

"No no no I didn't! I'm not of drinking age yet!" Peter immediately denied, "I'm just a little... uh, motion sick."

"Is this your friend?" Aunt Mei looked at Zooey, "Why don't you come and have dinner together?"

Half an hour later, Zoe poked the Swiss meat roll on the plate with a fork, and couldn't help but doubt life.

Peter took the opportunity of Aunt May to go to the kitchen to get apple juice and whispered to Zooey: "I know it's terrible, you can pick it for me."

Zoe quickly forks the roulade into Peter's plate.

Peter stuffed the roll into his mouth in one gulp.

"Have you finished eating?" Aunt Mei poured a glass of apple juice for Zooey, "Do you want some more, dear?"

"No need," Zooey smiled slightly, "I've been losing weight recently."

"Young girls... I understand." Aunt Mei said kindly, "I also came here at that age."

She turned around and shoveled a few more swiss rolls onto Peter's plate. Peter's chewing stopped suddenly, his eyes widened slightly, and he looked like he was about to cry.

"How long have you two known each other?" Aunt Mei asked.

"...it's been almost a month since we first met," Peter said.

"It's 29 days." Zooey reminded kindly.

Peter: "..."

The first meeting between the two of them was obviously not pleasant, and he smashed Zoe's house.

"Remember so clearly?" Aunt May winked at Peter, with obvious encouragement in her eyes.

Peter pretended not to see his aunt's hint.

The author has something to say: At this time, Peter has just been possessed by the venom, and has not been greatly affected by it. He has not turned into a little black spider for the time being, but it is not far away.

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