Chapter 37: What exactly am I, half alien, half human?

Chapter 37: What exactly am I, half alien, half human?
"Oh!"

His feet landed heavily on the ground, dust rose up, and cracks extended out.

Peter, with red eyes, was filled with a crazy desire for brutality and destruction, but he still maintained basic rationality.

The black spider silk that spread out from the body hit an unmanned building under construction nearby, corroding the brick walls of the building in an instant.

The exoskeleton of his body also changed, and a sticky black spider-web-like substance continued to flow on it.

The originally extremely strong exoskeleton wrapped tightly around his body, rolling like the waves of the sea.

Enduring the pain, Peter slowly stretched his arms forward in front of his eyes.

The arm was covered with an exoskeleton, and as he watched, the fingers extended into shiny black alien claws.

Then, under his control, it slowly deformed and shrank back.

"The facehugger in his body is fused with Frank's genes?!"

Peter lowered his arms, clutching his beating heart, and fell into shock.

The last time Dr. Ryan checked, he told himself that the abnormal embryo might have entered a new stage.

My own physical performance now proves that the embryo has indeed entered a new unknown stage.

It did not burst out of the chest, but continued to optimize its DNA.

In the last fight on the football field, the spike of his tail pierced Frank's throat.

Was it at that time that Frank's genes were absorbed?

Does the tail spike have the ability to fuse and absorb genes?

The most striking feature of xenobiology is DNA optimization selection.

It has blank DNA chains in its body that record and absorb the host's DNA.

The alien embryo in his chest did not break out of his chest after maturing, but continued to choose to optimize the absorption of DNA.

The changes that the exoskeleton has undergone now should be the evolution of the alien exoskeleton after it has been fused with spider-web-like material.

It is no longer as solid as before, but has the softness and deformability of a spider web.

Although it has the ability to stretch and deform, it becomes stronger in terms of toughness and resistance to external damage.

He could feel his strength growing again.

Removing his hand from his chest, Peter placed his hand on his forehead and closed his eyes.

The exoskeleton stretched and deformed, quickly covering his head.

The black exoskeleton covers the face, and the eyelids form a section of translucent ossified skin, which appears translucent light white.

He activated his mind again, and the siliconized exoskeleton began to deform again and slowly dissipated from his face.

Looking up, he cast his gaze towards the pitted building in the distance that was corroded by black spider webs.

The alien embryo that incorporates the DNA of the Frank spider reflects more than just the evolution of the exoskeleton.

He can also shoot spider silk through his wrists or other parts of his body like Spider-Man.

He stretched out his wrist, and black spider silk shot out from his wrist, piercing through the wall with a "bang".

But the walls stained with spider silk were immediately corroded.

A teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound was heard, and the corroded bricks and stones fell to the ground with a "crash".

The alien's blood may contain some kind of enzyme, which makes its blood extremely corrosive.

When the Alien is damaged, its blood will cause great damage to the creature that damaged it.

However, this blood corrosion is only used by the aliens as a defensive measure.

Now, I can shoot spider silk like Spider-Man and use this corrosiveness as an offensive weapon.

but
Looking down at his wrist, Peter's eyes were a little solemn.

I tried to be Spider-Man in the present day, and in a sense I succeeded.

But can he still be considered Spider-Man if he can shoot out this highly corrosive spider silk?
If I wasn't Spider-Man, who would I be now?
Half human, half alien, and half Spider-Man?
Clenching his fists, he quickly forced himself to stop his wandering thoughts. The pain, nausea, and dizziness in his body had subsided, and the most important thing now was to get to the subway line 7.

His mind raced, and the black exoskeleton quickly covered his head.

"boom!"

Keep your feet on the ground and bend your knees slightly.

The ground was instantly crushed under his feet, and with his super jumping ability combined with the spider gene, he jumped to the top of the construction building.

Looking far away, you can capture the subway moving at high speed.

He jumped into the air again, and as he fell, a cloak-like exoskeleton formed on his back.

As part of the extension of the back exoskeleton, the protective function provided by the spine is abandoned and replaced by an auxiliary gliding function.

Looking at the subway getting closer and closer, Peter fell into deep thought.

According to the information about the aliens he had learned in his previous life, there had always been appendages on the alien's back that had not been clearly defined by the Weyland Corporation.

Sensory organs, communication organs, respiratory organs, defense mechanisms, storage of substances needed by the body, or carrying host structures, or serving as counterweights, these may all be the functions of the alien spine.

Some scientists also believe that the ridges are used to secrete resin, which may be stored to build honeycombs.

As for this half-alien being, the function of the spine is now to assist in gliding flight.

Although he is the parasitic host, his understanding of the alien is far from enough.

A few minutes later.

"Oh!"

As his feet stepped on the speeding subway, the "cape" bones on Peter's back disappeared instantly.

The "boom" sound of fighting came into his ears.

He looked inside the subway, passing through the crowd of people screaming in fear.

"Where's the helicopter?"

In the speeding police car, George Stacy sat in the passenger seat and yelled into the intercom.

After receiving the alarm, he quickly took the police officers to the scene.

But the speed of the police car could never catch up with the subway.

While ordering the police officers to speed up the car, he also ordered his men to send a helicopter immediately.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a propeller turning outside.

"Is it finally here?"

He stuck his head out of the window and looked up.

But he was surprised to find that it was not a helicopter from the New York Police Department, but a helicopter from CBS News.

The helicopter's propeller made a loud noise as it flew over his head and chased after the subway ahead.

"Damn it! The TV station's helicopter is faster than us!"

George Stacy felt that the bureaucrats in the police station were more stupid than each other.

Sticking his head into the police car, he quickly pulled out his pistol and loaded it with bullets.

"Contact BMT (Brooklyn-Manhattan Transit Corporation) and ask why they're not stopping the subway?"

Feeling the bumps of the police car and watching the scenery flashing quickly through the windshield, George quickly asked the police officer driving the car.

"They said the subway could not stop and the explosion may have damaged the subway's operating system."

"Great, is there any worse news? I wonder how bad things can get."

George, with an extremely unpleasant face, ordered his men, "Tell them to send me the route of Subway Line 7."

(End of this chapter)