I Am Gwen's Spider-Man Mentor

Chapter 39 What is Spider-Man

In time, Raymond Xu transferred a sum of money to Gwen Stacy's poor bank card as a reward for her operation.But before the professor arrived in Los Angeles, Gwen swayed her spider webs abruptly all the way to the nearby highway, then took a large truck back to Los Angeles, and called herself on the way to buy a plane ticket back to New York.

She really doesn't want to stay here for another second, all her memories here will eventually point to that extremely tragic day, pointing to the scene that reserved a place in her nightmare.Now Miss Spider urgently needs to return to the New York she is most familiar with, which is her least safe—and also the safest lair.

Before Raymond, who was busy wiping Tony Stark's ass and trying to attract people's attention, had time to send any condolence text messages, Gwen turned off her mobile phone and stuffed it into her backpack and boarded the plane.The flight this time was very smooth, and the pilot did not suffer from the mania similar to the previous one. The worried Gwen finally got off the plane at John F. Kennedy International Airport, and then she went straight to her humble home.

As a result, the zombies on the street looked back one after another. Gwen Stacy, who was so handsome in the past wearing a hood and pockets, seemed to be running away today, wrapping her coat tightly, striding her long legs, and flying with the wind. He ran back to his house, as if something terrible was chasing after the blonde girl.

Then the blond girl closed the door heavily, panting heavily, her chest rising and falling with the rhythm of panting.After recovering a little bit, she threw the backpack with the battle suit on the bed, slid slowly along the door, and finally sat down on the floor somewhat slumped.

The girl buried her head in her arms, letting her blond hair hang down - the phone in her pocket began to "buzz" and vibrate.Gwen was confused, took out the mobile phone in her pocket, and saw the text message from Raymond:

"Are you okay? If you feel uncomfortable, I can give you a vacation. Let's talk about it when your body and mood are better."

Seeing this text message, Gwen threw the phone on the bed a little annoyed, and then the girl continued to hug her legs and buried her head—she didn't think about anything, and she didn't want to think about anything, she just needed This moment of silence and respite.

That night, Gwen didn't even move to bed, she just hugged herself and fell asleep on the floor by the door, until the coldness at three or four o'clock in the night woke the girl up from the repeated nightmares, She dragged her numb legs and stood up slowly.

Turning on the light, Gwen Stacy, who used to frown to express her preoccupation, just opened her mouth wide and looked at herself in surprise:

The girl's face was terribly pale, her eyes were so dazed that she could hardly see her blue pupils clearly, the sweat on her forehead stuck her golden hair crookedly, and the golden hair that should have been hanging softly on her shoulders looked greasy now , the back that was always straight in the past also appeared to be hunchbacked.

"What's wrong with me?" Gwen looked back from everything. The past few days were so crazy that after the girl fell asleep and had a messy dream, it was a little difficult to distinguish between reality and dreams. contact.

Now she began to wonder if what she was experiencing was just a wild dream, or the cruelty of reality—she even felt that Raymond Xu, and everything he brought to her were unreal.

Then the girl turned her head and saw a corner of the battle suit protruding from the half-open schoolbag, she rushed over and pulled out the thoroughly soiled battle suit from the schoolbag, and saw the waistline of the battle suit being cut by shrapnel Afterwards, belatedly, he lifted up the hem of his T-shirt:

The wound has basically healed, leaving a scar, and according to usual experience, this scar will disappear by tomorrow morning.

These real imprints finally convinced Gwen that everything she remembered was not a dream, but a reality.

Under the flickering incandescent lamp, the blond girl was holding a corner of her battle suit in her hand, standing beside the small single bed, her eyelids drooped—she wanted to release her emotions, but for the spider For a heroine, crying is not a decent way, so she finally held back her tears and just stood there with her head down.

Mosquitoes and flies danced behind the girl and swirled around the incandescent lamp, very happy.

While Gwen was in a daze because of the "war trauma", Raymond Xu had just escaped from the entangled copywriting work - he was just appointed by Tony Stark as the general counsel of Stark Industries Signed a long list of documents related to the removal of Obadiah Stein, the freezing of his stock and the prosecution of himself.

The "general counsel" Tony gave was, in other words, the acting CEO—at least half of the CEO, and the other half belonged to Pepper Potts.

If we want to use the things that Raymond himself is familiar with as an example, he is now similar to Zhang Juzheng of the Wanli Dynasty and Shangzhu State, the chief assistant of the empire. Exercise the power to rule the entire "Stark Dynasty".

This can be regarded as a logical gain for Tony Stark himself. He will no longer hand over all the power of the company to an outsider, and in the end it will endanger himself-of course, these foolish people, Tony Stark Tucker himself may not be able to think clearly, it may just be out of his instinct.

After breaking away from these mundane affairs, Professor Xu took time out to do things other than texting. When he was signing, he thought of Gwen Stacy and the girl's eyes as deep as the ocean. More and more regret for his miscalculation.

Standing in the courtyard of Stark Industries, facing three M3A1SEP main battle tanks, the professor first dialed the phone number of the school's academic affairs department and told them that Gwen's business trip in California would be further extended. May not be able to go back to school for days.Then the call was made to Spider-Woman herself:

Gwen, who hadn't slept all night, went out dejectedly, walking through the crowd with her head down—even she didn't know where she was going.Just when I was just aimlessly passing by the prosperity that she sheltered but did not belong to her, the phone rang again:

Gwen picked up the phone a little irritably, and before Raymond could say anything, she choked back: "You just ask me if I'm okay?" After that, she hung up the phone, then turned and walked into the street Next to a hairdressing studio.

Raymond, who had been beaten up by his student, put down the phone helplessly—he would not be angry with Gwen. According to the professor's limited understanding of women, the fact that Gwen can say this also means that the other party is not angry. Blame herself for the "war wounds" and "involvement in political struggles". What she needs now is someone who can comfort her when she is in a bad mood.

Raymond walked back to the Stark Industries headquarters building again, and after briefly explaining to the secretary Stark had just assigned him, he booked a ticket to fly back to New York—except for Gwen, Tony Stark Tucker is also considering moving the headquarters of Stark Industries to the west coast, and the professor is going to make a stop this time when he goes back.

----split line----

Gwen Stacy looked critically at the pink highlights on the bottom of her blond hair. After a while, the girl shrugged her shoulders to express her satisfaction, and then she handed the savings card to the clerk.

After walking out of the store, the New York sun was just in the middle of the day.She ran to the roadside stall and bought a hot dog.Then, in front of the stunned store owner, Spider-Woman showed off her super powers. After swallowing an extra-large hot dog with no hot dog sausage, only lettuce and salad in three or two bites, Gwen put her pockets and continued to aimlessly. for a walk.

After temporarily leaving the busyness of superheroes and the turmoil of political struggles, Gwen Stacy only feels that the sun in New York is getting better.The bustling crowd passed by and rushed to different destinations. They were just busy with their own lives and immersed in this busyness.

Gwen Stacy raised her head from her own life and destiny, and what she gained was not only heavy responsibilities, but also lingering nightmares and constant fears.She must plan all crimes, all intrigues, all things that are not her own, more carefully and carefully than her own, because if she does not, the conspirators will destroy her personally.

Even as Spider-Man, her responsibilities don't need to be this complicated, do they?

She just needs to go to school every day, save someone on the way, and then at school, find a handsome brother who understands girls' minds—not a young Asian professor with deep thoughts and old ways—to talk about a vigorous relationship and go to school after school. Join a band event, play a show, and get more boys' hearts, then go home and hang two thieves from a light pole on the way.

This is the life Spider-Woman should live.

But what are you worrying about now?Jin Bin's criminal group, Stark Industries' power conspiracy, Raymond's political ambitions, Washington, the U.S. military... these shouldn't be her domain.Spider-Woman is just a good neighbor of New Yorkers, not the New York City Police Department - at least the New York City Council has not yet legislated to pay her wages, and even several city councilors threatened to put this hot "vigilante" Arrested and brought to justice, "teach me a good lesson" - that's what the news said.

For a split second, Gwen Stacy hesitated for herself.

After all, from the core point of view, no matter how much she is a superhero, she is just a timid girl who can't even face her own father. She can play cool and handsome outside, but she is still terrified inside.

She regarded the mask as her own police badge, and she tried to wear it with honor, but she finally found out that she was just Gwen Stacy, the ordinary daughter of a policeman. , but it was too heavy, so heavy that she only felt tired and hurt when she hung it on her face.

But in a flash, the professor's almost heart-wrenching interrogation caused Gwen Stacy to feel sad and entangled:

"Really? Do you really think that catching a few thieves and handing them over to those corrupt policemen will help?"

"But what should I do?"

Standing in the sunshine of New York, in the shadows of tall buildings, the blond girl asked helplessly.

(End of this chapter)