Chapter 5 The greater the ability, the greater the pain!

Author: Fang Yi who escaped

Chapter 5 The greater the ability, the greater the pain!

Gwen looked very struggling now.

The bastard in front of him killed Jimmy, and he wanted to send him to prison himself.

But he saved himself, and in a sense he was his savior.

Gwen's mind was in a mess now.

Not only was he confused about how to deal with the "Black Watcher" in front of him, but he was also confused about why Jimmy could still attack him after his death.

"Why can he stand up even after he died?"

After a moment of silence, Gwen raised her head and asked Peter.

"Some kind of virus infected him, and it was enough to make him act like a ghoul."

Peter looked at Gwen and said without changing his expression.

"In other words, you want to kill him because he is infected with the virus?"

Gwen continued to ask.

She hoped to get a positive answer from the other person's mouth, so that she might feel better inside.

"Killing is not a purpose, but a means." Gwen wanted to use this reason to excuse the other party.

In this way, she will understand that maybe the guy in front of her is not a complete bastard.

Otherwise he wouldn't have saved himself.

"No!"

Peter shook his head, dashing Gwen's hopes.

"It's just a non-essential requirement."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Gwen was left stunned on the spot.

After a while, Gwen exhaled and left the alley in frustration.

After she left, in the invisible shadow, a tentacle inserted into Jimmy's body and gradually absorbed him.

Half an hour later.

"Squeak!"

The door was pushed open, and Gwen Stacy walked in dejectedly.

"Gwen, tell me you want to buy a burger, but you don't look like you're full right now."

Her father, George Stacy, who was sitting on the sofa looking at his smartphone, said to Gwen without raising his head.

George Stacey works for the New York Police Department, a police officer who is now facing retirement worries.

"I don't know, maybe I could find something to eat in the refrigerator, I remember there was some quinoa, or something."

Gwen sat down on the sofa and said with a somewhat depressed expression: "Anyway, I'm not in the mood to be picky about food right now."

George's cell phone next to him was playing a video, and the sound of a police car driving wildly came from the video.

Without looking, Gwen knew that her father was watching the Spider-Woman video again.

He is always thinking about how to send Spider-Woman, that is, himself to prison.

What would his father's expression be if he finally learned that Spider-Woman was his daughter?

He would probably get angry or destroy his relatives out of justice. Anyway, it is unlikely to be a scene of "a loving father and a filial daughter".

"uh-huh."

George still looked down at the phone, as if the Spider-Woman inside was more worthy of his care than his daughter.

"dad?"

"What?"

George finally raised his head.

He soon discovered his daughter's emotional abnormality.

My daughter looked distracted and extremely depressed.

“Have you heard anything about a new virus in the police department lately?”

Gwen has always been concerned about the virus mentioned by the "Black Watcher", and she hopes to get some clues from her father.

If this virus spreads, it will probably be devastating to the entire New York City.

"Virus?"

"Yes, it's similar to the kind of virus that can make people go crazy, lose their minds, and become zombies or living zombies."

George did not expect his daughter to ask such a question. After a moment of silence, he said to her: "Maybe you can consult Robert Mattson. He should be very knowledgeable about this."

Robert Mattson is a well-known American popular writer. He often writes about apocalyptic zombies, vampires, night demons and other subjects.

"New York City has been destroyed by zombies countless times in his writing. If this virus really exists, he should know better than me."

George made a dark joke on his daughter.

"Okay, forgive me for talking too much."

Gwen muttered and stood up, preparing to go back to the room.

"correct."

George stopped Gwen who was about to leave, raised his smartphone, and showed her the video on the phone.

"I saw it, you did a good job!"

Seeing her father's serious expression, Gwen's heart skipped a beat.

She thought her father had discovered her secret.

He raised his head and looked anxiously at the video in his father's hand.

It was discovered that the video on the smartphone was not a video of Spider-Woman, but had been replaced with a video of a band playing.

It was a video of myself performing in the school band "Mary Jeans".

The band performance happened yesterday, and she thought her father didn't go to watch it.

Unexpectedly, my father not only went there in person, but also recorded the video.

"I've seen it several times and you didn't miss a beat, Gwen."

A faint smile appeared on George's serious face, "You must have done a lot of practice in private."

"You did a great job, I'm proud of you!"

Hearing her father's encouragement to her, Gwen's bad mood eased a lot, and she and her father had a close hug.

"Thanks, Dad!"

After dinner.

After entering her room, Gwen sat down on the bed.

She took out the "Spider Mask" from her schoolbag and held it in her hand.

After staring at the "Spider Mask" for a moment, she turned her attention to the drum set in the corner of the room.

Exhaling, gently put down the "Spider Mask" and turned on the lamp in the room.

She suddenly felt very tired.

It is not simply that the life that I expect and the life that my father longs for for me conflict with each other and make me exhausted.

I feel more confused because of what happened today.

For the first time, she felt the weight she was carrying.

Jimmy's distorted face appeared over and over again in her mind.

Blood spattered out, and the pungent smell of blood lingered in his nose, as if it had never dissipated.

She originally just wanted to be happy, use her abilities as much as possible, and help others.

But now she suddenly realized that perhaps wearing this mask would entail some responsibility.

Everyone’s expectations of themselves are heavy with responsibilities

Will you really take on such a responsibility?

Six months ago, I was just an ordinary high school student.

Like all ordinary girls, they are anxious about grades and happy about interests.
To be continued...