Chapitre 72: Chapter 72: The Gwen Who Wasn't Right
It made some sense to say that, but humans were supposed to be different from birds.
Gwen hesitated for a moment and said:Â "But this society is indeed complex, so complex that sometimes I can't tell the difference."
She thought for a moment and said to Peter, "Take for example Josh, who was wrapped up in a spider's nest after being killed by Frank earlier, there's no doubt that he's a bad guy, a lot of people think so, it's something you and I both know."
"But I read at the memorial service that his neighbors and friends thought he was a total good guy."
"His parents said that he had decided to play professional football after college, that he was planning to pursue an English degree in college, that he had a hobby of writing poetry, and that six months before he died he wrote a poem that was published in the famous 'little magazine' Ivor Leaves."
"Eh, although I was a bit skeptical that he'd get into college, I have to say that he was very ambitious, and seemed to be the type to have a good plan for his life."
What Gwen said was what she heard from others at the memorial service, and although it was a bit unbelievable, it shouldn't be false.
Gwen's gaze revealed confusion, "But at school, he bullied his classmates and was the reckless kind, and he also punched you, sometimes I wanted to punch him in the face, so ... would he be a good guy?"
"If it's a superhero who can't tell good from evil, good guy from bad guy, it might have serious consequences.
Gwen was in a bit of a bad mood now.
Associated with his own future when he fought as a superheroine as Spider-Woman, if he could not recognize the good and the wrong then what should he do?
Would she herself do something she really regretted?!
"I think that's a good point you made, Peter."
Gwen looked up, her eyes burning, and said to Peter, "I've got to know more about the cruelty of this society, or I won't know what's right until I know what's wrong."
"And how are you going to recognize the cruelty of society?"
Peter became interested in what Gwen was saying.
"I don't know yet, maybe you can, Peter."
Gwen suddenly developed self confidence in Peter.
"Aren't you good at taking cruelty and saying it in a normal tone? Maybe you could try to blow me off a bit."
Gwen was out of her depth, wanting Peter to show herself the cruelty of society.
Although this idea was supposed to be bad, Gwen liked to hear Peter say something cruel and sad like "The universe is a giant graveyard, and all of us will die eventually".
"I guess not."
After thinking about it for a while, Peter didn't end up saying cruel things to Gwen.
He casually dealt with Gwen by saying, "I'm Spider-Man, does that sort of thing count for you?
"Eh ..... "
Gwen froze for a moment, gazing into Peter's serious gaze, and suddenly her heart drummed a little.
What Peter said couldn't be true, could it?!
She was suddenly jittery at being held in such a gaze by Peter.
"Not really."
Gwen immediately shook this impossible thought out of her mind, she didn't believe Peter's words additionally if Peter was Spider-Man, that would really be a blow to herself.
Because there's no more joy in the revelation of one's secrets
After coughing, Gwen put on a serious face and said, "Because I'm Spider-Man too, and we're even."
In class, Peter was at his desk, flipping through his books.
All the while thinking about yesterday's events in his head.
The new biology teacher was a similar being to Frank.
Is there a "beast" inside of her?
Raising his head and casting his eyes to the daylight projected outside, Peter fell into deep thought.
Or maybe the other party is also a member of the Hand Society.
After Frank's death, he had "cleaned up" New York's Hands, but hadn't found anything.
This mysterious organization is either hidden deeper, or simply headquartered in Japan, there is not much power in New York.
According to the information he received from Matt, the Hand Society originated several centuries ago in feudal Japan.
Some of its oppressed civilians fled to the Iga and Koga regions, where they secretly practiced their skills, which were later influenced, possibly by Sun Wu's Sun Tzu's Art of War, and eventually formed into Ninjutsu.
For more than 100 years afterward, these people continued to study and train.
Most of its members are proficient in unarmed combat, swordsmanship, camouflage, evasion, medicine, and explosives, as well as possessing willpower, endurance, and combat strength beyond the norm.
They are also experts in espionage and assassination, often offering their specialized services to warlords or the wealthy.
They even possess powerful magical secrets to bring the dead back to life.
In 1588, Kagemusha Yoshioka began to lead the Tekkai, which grew into an international organization and became a notorious group of Japanese ninja assassins.
The "beasts" that they worship and parasitize in their bodies are able to gain great power, and the "beast" that Frank parasitizes is a parasitic mutant spider.
Peter took his eyes off the daylight and closed his textbook.
The odds were that Helen was also a member of the Hands.
The reason why she contacted herself was that she sensed that she shared the same scent as her and thought that she was one of her kind.
This should have something to do with the fact that she had absorbed Frank.
Unfortunately, the being inside her body was not a "beast", but a being called "alien".
Although the same goal was to reproduce, the existence in his body was more for the purpose of killing than for purely physiological impulses.
At this time, his body was not as strange as before.
That physiological urge towards the opposite sex had also weakened quite a bit.
It was as if the alien embryo in his body would only become abnormal if he came into contact with this woman.
"Ding bell!"
The ringing class bell interrupted his thoughts.
He was about to pull out his book, but suddenly realized:Where was the part of the school that made him feel wrong was a familiar smell.
It was similar to the smell that Frank gave off, but with a strange scent.
It looked like a smell of hormones or something, more like volatile grease.
As he looked around, he noticed that there was something not quite right with everyone within the class.
Everyone seemed to be acting in a somewhat exuberant spirit.
Even though the class had started, the movements of these people hadn't stopped and they were still making noise and clamoring.
"What's this? Something to get everyone hit?"
He turned his gaze towards Gwen and realized that she was a bit out of sorts as well, a red-faced Gwen, who had been moving around in her seat as if she was desperately trying to hold something back.
Hesitating, he stood up and walked toward Gwen.
"Are you okay? Gwen."
He asked in a low voice to Gwen.
Gwen looked up and suddenly grabbed his hand, her body trembling slightly as she looked at him.
"Peter, I . ... I don't seem to be doing well."
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