Chapter 206 Peter, you are the killer!
Hearing Gwen's voice, Peter immediately returned to the room.
Sarah quickly followed.
The TV in the living room was turned on and playing current affairs news.
"It is reported that an attack occurred near Canal Street in Brooklyn, and it is suspected that an unknown creature attacked passers-by around it."
As the news anchor reported, a hideous monster appeared on the TV screen, attacking passers-by.
The monster seemed to have lost its mind. It had long fangs, a protruding forehead, and red eyes. It would pounce on and bite anyone it saw.
Gwen, who didn't know the situation, looked at the TV screen and turned to Peter with some confusion and asked: "What is this? A zombie?"
"Do not."
Peter shook his head and said, "I have killed similar creatures before. They should be monsters infected by people bitten by Barton Parnell."
The spider ogre that was killed in the cemetery when Sarah was rescued had this characteristic.
Sarah nodded as she watched the scene in shock. "Yes, he was bitten by a recluse spider and mutated. This type of spider lays its eggs inside other organisms. Maybe these people were infected by him in this way."
Thinking that Barton almost bit her, she still felt a little scared.
She glanced toward Peter.
If Peter hadn't rescued me, I would probably have ended up like these people.
"We have to stop these infected spider monsters."
Gwen immediately stood up and put the hood on her head.
Although it is not her own world, Gwen has a sense of responsibility engraved in her bones to take on the responsibility of helping others.
Although Peter didn't want to meddle in other people's business, he stood up after seeing Gwen's actions.
But the moment he stood up, he felt unstable.
A dizzy feeling came over his mind.
The alien embryo in the chest cavity began to beat violently again.
This time the beating was more violent than any other time before, as if it was about to jump out of my chest.
Feelings of nausea and vomiting are transmitted along the nerves to the brain.
Countless and turbid fragments of memories began to flash back in my mind.
These incomplete memories are as incoherent as fragments, and they cannot even maintain the most basic continuity.
But he could vaguely recognize that this was the memory of Spider-Man in countless multiverses.
At the same time, a feeling of vomiting surged from the chest directly into the throat.
In order to avoid the same result as last time when Helen became pregnant, Peter resisted the urge to spit it out.
The whole body feels full, and the power is surging outward like a tide.
The power was so overwhelming that even the bones in his body ached.
He clenched his fists and endured the pain in his body.
Is the abnormal embryo in my body growing again?
After absorbing the souls, or life energy, of countless Spider-Men in Morlun's body, he chose to inherit high-quality DNA, causing his body to be unable to bear the burden.
Gwen, who was standing next to him, quickly noticed that something was wrong with Peter.
Seeing Peter's brows furrowed and his body trembling slightly, she immediately asked, "Are you okay, Peter?"
"It's okay, maybe you're too tired, you'll be fine after a rest."
Peter tried not to show anything unusual about himself.
He pretended to be nonchalant and said to Gwen, "You go to the scene first, I'll rush over after I take a rest."
"Really?"
Gwen was very worried about his current condition, and her face was full of worry.
"Maybe I can stay here with you. Maybe the police will be here soon, and they may not need me too much."
Gwen tried to find an excuse for herself.
She wanted to stay and take care of Peter.
"I'm fine. You don't have to force yourself to change for me, Gwen."
Peter said soothingly towards Gwen.
Finally Gwen reluctantly rushed to the scene.
After Gwen left, Peter stood up and put his hand on Sarah's shoulder.
Sarah quickly held Peter with her hands and said to him, "Are you really okay? I think you are just pretending. Only a girl like Gwen would be fooled by you."
"I didn't lie with malicious intent, so it's understandable."
Peter asked the other party to help him to the bed to rest.
"Your body is heating up."
Sarah frowned, reached out and touched Peter's forehead, and found that his forehead was terribly hot.
She could even hear the intense heartbeat.
"No, no, I have to take you to the hospital."
Sarah immediately wanted to take out her cell phone to call emergency services.
"unnecessary."
Peter stretched out his hand to stop her, "I am not an ordinary person. Even the hospital can't cure my illness." "But we can't do nothing."
Sarah said excitedly, "What kind of battle did you go through last night?"
At this moment, she felt like a fool for not noticing that something was wrong with Peter at first.
"Nothing, just killed a hunter with a bad reputation."
Peter replied to her, enduring the pain.
"Okay, you take a rest first, I'll think of a solution."
Sarah realized that she had said too much and immediately helped Peter to her room.
"Oh!"
Peter's body fell heavily onto her bed.
After covering Peter's eyes with a blanket, she left the room anxiously.
Sitting on the sofa, Sarah watched the news on TV, but found that she had no interest at all.
After turning off the TV, she put her hand on her forehead, lowered her head and closed her eyes to rest.
But because of Peter's matter, I couldn't calm down no matter what.
From the first time they met in the cemetery, to the time when the other party brought the unconscious self into the room in Patton's hands.
These images could not be dispelled from her mind.
She fell asleep in a daze.
Suddenly!
She suddenly saw the hand of the spider ogre she encountered in the cemetery attacking her again.
Frightened, she opened her eyes and curled up backwards.
When I looked up, I saw Peter's face.
"I-I fell asleep?"
Sarah stood up somewhat embarrassedly.
"Yes."
"and many more!"
Sarah realized something was wrong and asked in a startled voice, "Are you okay?"
"That's what it looks like at the moment."
After resting for an hour, his physical discomfort symptoms were much alleviated.
Although I still feel a little feverish and drowsy, it no longer affects my activities.
"That's good."
She breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Peter say it was okay.
"I knew you wouldn't fall down so easily. After all, you don't look like someone who can be easily defeated."
Peter asked her curiously, "Can you see this kind of thing?"
"Of course. For example, I can see that you and Spider-Woman, I mean Gwen, your styles are obviously different. You are like a killer."
"Killer?"
Peter repeated the word, looking thoughtful.
"Indeed, I am a killer, and I don't want to hide it. This cannot be explained by simply saying that I have killed people before. After all, other Spider-Men have also killed people under certain circumstances."
Peter looked out at the dark night and continued to say to Sarah, "But obviously, Gwen and I are different from those Spider-Men. I have seen things they have never seen, cruelty, destruction, and darkness."
Sarah stared at Peter's face in a daze and listened to his story.
"So sometimes I'm not a good person. I always believe that Spider-Man's fight against criminals can't solve any problems."
Sarah understood what Peter was trying to say. "You mean, to eradicate evil we have to punish them severely."
"more or less."
Peter suddenly thought of the heir family.
He said to Sarah: "Now I am busy targeting my enemies and planning to wipe out their entire family in order to eliminate future troubles. Do you still think I am a good person now?"
“I’m an animal conservationist.”
Sarah shrugged her shoulders. "Didn't you say that we can't view and restrain animals with the same morality as humans? Maybe we can't view superheroes with ordinary morality either. In any case, you are a good person in my eyes."
Sarah suddenly felt a little dry in the mouth when she said this.
The closer she got to Peter's face, the more she felt she had to do something.
Somehow, she suddenly thought of what her best friend had said to her before.
"Like brilliant and dazzling fireworks; like a vibrant fountain; like a solemn and grand 21-gun salute; like a rocket soaring into the sky; like a Pavarotti concert; like the Big Bang, the Big Convergence, and then another Big Bang."
Sarah, lost in thought, gently moved her lips closer to Peter's.
Just when she thought she had touched the fireworks her bestie had mentioned, experiencing the fountains and rockets, a finger stopped on her lips.
Peter held up a finger to stop her.
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