Chapter 262 Spider's Death and Despair

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

Gwen asked Harry, "Is something wrong, 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 I have Peter to help me solve them."

Gwen saw that Harry seemed to be hiding something, so she didn't ask any further questions.

"Thanks, Gwen."

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

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

Ferns and orchids are arranged modestly—at the side rails of the foyer, beside a pair of old-fashioned easy chairs, in the corner by the door.

Everything in Harry's eyes sparkled 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 held out her hand, motioning for Harry to high-five her.

Harry high-fived Gwen a little embarrassedly.

He was still somewhat suppressed as before in the face of Gwen's strong personality.

"You really joined S.H.I.E.L.D."

Peter asked Harry when Gwen's antics were almost over.

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 them over to some people my father trusted in the past, but SHIELD invited me."

Peter continued to ask him: "So you joined in without hesitation?"

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

"uh-huh."

Gwen paused for a moment, her eyes meeting Peter's.

"So you studied some stuff at SHIELD?"

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

"I remember when you were playing dungeons you had to be Irken, the thunder god of Lemachus."

Gwen thought about how Harry always liked to be the "God of Thunder" when they were role-playing in the dungeon together.

The result is that every time I become a green elf.

Moreover, he still owes the giant money, which cannot be repaid even with gold. He is the kind of green demon who wanders around in other worlds trying to find a way to redeem his soul.

Harry coughed, "Yeah, I don't like green elves, I like the God of Thunder."

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

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

"Not quite like it."

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

Peter thought about it and said to Gwen, "It's unlikely, but if it does happen, I'm not too worried."

"why?"

"Because after you mistook the 'evil' for Harry, didn't you beat him up so hard? He was nearly killed by you, Gwen."

Gwen blushed as she listened to Peter's serious teasing.

"That was not my intention. I couldn't control myself."

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

Gwen was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head in thought.

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

"I said if, Gwen."

"If. I don't know."

Gwen felt guilty and didn't dare to look at Peter.

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

After all, this is too cruel.

"Oh, my dad!"

Only then did Gwen suddenly remember her father's situation.

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

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

Watching Gwen preparing to have a long phone call with her father, Peter walked out of the ward and headed towards Dr. Ryan's ward.

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

"Hey, Peter!"

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

Doctor Strange Stephen Strange walked towards him.

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

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

"Yes, I met a lot of old acquaintances today who I haven't seen for a long time."

Peter glanced at his hands as he greeted him.

The fact that he can still perform surgery with both hands means that he has not yet become Doctor Strange due to the car accident.

"So that includes me, right?"

Strange walked up to him and said, "Come to think of it, I don't have your contact information yet. Perhaps to avoid an embarrassing situation, I think we can exchange contact information."

"of course can."

Peter nodded and pulled out his phone.

"Does Doctor Strange like playing with his phone?"

Peter suddenly asked him.

"Uh no, it's just that sometimes I like to use my phone to look at CT medical records. You know, I'm a little pressed for time."

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

"That's good."

Peter nodded. "I don't think it's safe to read CT scans while driving, especially when it's raining heavily outside, am I right, doctor?"

Strange: “.”

"Uh-huh, yes."

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

As soon as the words fell, the clear sky outside was suddenly covered by dark clouds.

The dark sky looks like it's going to rain.

Thinking about the seminar he had to attend in the evening, his brows furrowed.

To attend the evening seminar, you have to drive along the winding mountain road. I hope it won’t be affected if it rains.

Peter gave Strange a few reminders, but he didn't really intend to prevent the other party's car accident.

And he couldn't stop it, after all, Gu Yi said that this disaster was destined for him.

A few words of reminder are just to make the other party do you a favor.

Look, I reminded you to drive carefully, but you still drove fast on the mountain road in the rain.

How can you justify yourself if you don't repay me?

After speaking to Strange for a few words, Peter headed towards Dr. Lane's ward.

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

"Stephen? Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine."

Strange turned his gaze to Christine, "How is the patient in ward 304?"

“She’s very stable.”

Christine cast her eyes towards Peter's back, her eyebrows slightly frowned, "Is it him?!"

"Yes, an acquaintance."

"He's also a mysterious high school student."

Christine knows more about Peter than Strange does.

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

"Are you okay? I see you look a little sad, Stephen. If you don't feel well, don't attend the seminar tonight."

Seeing that Strange didn't look well, she suggested that he take a rest.

"No, no need."

Strange shook his head.

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

Just like the sudden dark clouds outside, they covered the heart for no apparent reason.

After checking with Dr. Ryan and finding nothing wrong, Peter rushed to Reed.

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

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

After all, the other party has noticed me, and even if I don’t go looking for them, they will come looking for me.

Now that Gwen, our best helper, has recovered, the battle plan needs to be put on schedule.

Reed's house.

The naughty kid listened to the song of Gwen's band playing on Peter's phone in amazement. "Are you saying that this makes Gwen Stacy and the symbiote in her body perfectly integrated?"

"That's the power of music."

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

“I hate haircuts!”

After Reed complained, he began to study MJ's "howling" rock music.

“This is too ugly to hear.”

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

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

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

Peter: "."

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

"Reed, no matter what, it was you who invented this frequency of sound waves that worked on the symbiote. I still want to say thank you."

Reed scratched his head. "I feel like 'thank you' is the smallest, most insignificant thing we can give to others. It's more than just a nod, a shrug, or an anxious gesture."

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

Is this naughty kid rebelling?

He tapped Reid on the head. "That's not a thank you. A perfectly framed high-five and bacon, whiskey, and unicorns as a reward are a thank you, right?"

Reed said with a bitter face: "No, I mean, when will the funds you promised me arrive?"

The sponsorship funds that Peter promised him have not yet arrived.

He was almost unable to bear the temptation to ask his parents for money as they were still attending a meeting abroad.

"Not yet?"

Peter pretended to be surprised and took out his cell phone. “Maybe Helen forgot. I can remind her.”

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

But in front of his children, he would naturally not reveal that he was not doing his job well.

After sending a few text messages to Helen, Peter talked to him about Earth-001 again.

"I can transport you to that universe right now, but based on the story you told the Master Weaver."

After Kahn became Peter's subordinate, he told him the story of the master weaver.

So Reed also knew about the Master Weaver.

Reed poked his head out from behind the computer. "He has a more precise and powerful dimensional teleportation ability than me. I use science, but he uses almost all the power of rules. It's more like a three-dimensional construction in a five-dimensional space. He - built a model."

"Model?"

"Well, this model can help him travel between realities, or allow others to travel according to his wishes."

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 reality structure. It looks like a tapestry, a tapestry of the entire multiverse. If this tapestry is damaged, all people or worlds may disappear in the blink of an eye."

Peter frowned upon hearing this. "In other words, this master weaver controlled by the heir family has the ability to destroy the multiverse?"

"You can't say that."

Reed thought for a moment and said, "This knitting model is like a map. The knitting master can manipulate the yarn to change something on the map, predict the future, modify reality, etc., but he will definitely not do that."

"why?"

"He is a master weaver, isn't he? Weaving a web is his mission, why would he deliberately damage it? Just like a spider, it only lies there all day and weaves and repairs its web at night, but it won't deliberately destroy it."

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 sighed like Peter, "Once I send you to Earth 001, the Master Maker will immediately know of your intrusion. Unless you can subdue him, he can close the channel at any time or teleport you to another universe, which is their home turf."

"Can you copy the master weaver's model?"

Peter asked him.

"I?"

Reid pointed at himself in surprise.

"is it hard?"

“It’s not a very difficult question; it’s a kind of.”

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

"You're just a god with a specialization in a certain direction. I doubt you can even hit him."

Peter expressed his confidence in him.

at the same time.

Earth 982.

A world also filled with superheroes and Mr. Fantastic.

The Reed of this world accomplished the feat Peter described.

Mr. Fantastic fired a shot at the Living Tribunal directly on Earth with the cannon he had developed.

This action blinded the eyes of other Avengers on Earth. After all, for a being of the magnitude of the Living Tribunal, it would be difficult for ordinary people to find it, let alone bombard it.

But Reed just gave the other party a shot.

"Boom!"

Flames attacked a house in Queens in this world, burning and turning the entire sky red.

Madea Parker's spider uniform was completely torn.

The spider mask on his head also became tattered, revealing half of his face covered in blood.

The tall and strong member of the heir family, Damons, was stepping on her chest.

The Spider-Girl felt that her ribs were about to be broken. She could no longer breathe and waves of severe pain attacked her body.

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

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

Madea Parker tried her best to squeeze out a sentence.

Damons looked down at Madea Parker, whose chest he had stepped on, and smiled and shook his head.

"No, you're wrong, kid. That's not what I'm doing. Not yet. I'm just making the meat softer."

The boy in his hand was wearing pajamas and wanted to struggle but he couldn't muster any strength at all.

"I will stop you!"

Madea Parker said through gritted teeth.

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

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

With a "bang", he threw out Madea Parker's brother.

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

Peter Parker, Madea Parker's father, used all his strength to stand up from the ground.

He looked at his wife, MJ.

MJ was lying in a pool of blood, holding his child who had just spoken, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

"Damn it!"

Peter, who looked middle-aged, stood up and walked quickly to his wife.

He is not Spider-Man in this world, but just an ordinary father.

Or he used to be Spider-Man, but after having a daughter (Madea Parker was named in memory of Aunt May), he gave the position of Spider-Man to his daughter.

"Mary?"

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

MJ, who had a forehead injury, held the baby and said to her husband, "Go protect May and Ben (Ben Parker, named his son Ben in memory of Uncle Ben)."

"Your legs, Peter!"

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

"I am fine."

Peter, with a stubble on his face, 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 rushed towards Damons.

"Boom!"

Damons was caught off guard and was ambushed by Peter, causing him to stagger.

"Oh!"

Peter, still in good shape, swung a punch and hit Damons in the face.

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

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

"You didn't think I came all this way here just to eat a spider totem?"

He looked at MJ, who was holding the baby, his face red in the firelight.

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

Perhaps sensing death was approaching, the baby in MJ's arms burst into tears.

"Wow wow wow!"

"I'll eat—your whole family!"

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. I have always loved you from the distant past to the present. Now, protect the children, take Mei, Ben and the little tiger, and leave here."

(End of this chapter)