Chapter 1221: Birth: Spider-Gwen! (First update, seeking subscriptions!)

Hair color wouldn't affect strength, but it would affect appearance!

Whether it was a female hero or a female villain, the level of strength wasn't important; what was important was the appearance.

If you have the looks, you have popularity.

If you have popularity, you can truly change your destiny.

For example, Katy, the female lead in Shang-Chi, had a protagonist halo that was even more intense than Shang-Chi's.

Shang-Chi at least practiced martial arts again, and he had a bloodline inheritance, so it made sense for him to become a dragon when meeting wind and clouds.

As for her, she leaped from a social bottom-dwelling homebody and loser to a pseudo-superhero who obtained dragon scale equipment and had superb archery skills. No effort, no bloodline, none of that was needed!

But what was the result? Who remembered her?

The only point of memory for her was that she was ugly, so ugly that she was excluded from various lists of Marvel heroines!

Many harem novels wouldn't even let go of pretty extras, but they made an exception for her, preferring to break the character setting rather than take her in...

A classic case of looks determining destiny!

Back to the point, the hair color issue when Felicia Hardy transformed into Black Cat was easy to solve. Su Quan had an ability he had almost never used, called 【Modify any machine to have any function one can imagine】.

Using this ability to add a hair-color-changing function to Felicia Hardy's Black Cat uniform solved the problem easily.

A silver-haired Black Cat was the true Black Cat!

Also, I have to say, silver hair really suited Felicia Hardy.

Even though she was still the same person with the same features, her originally pleasant-looking face instantly became stunning, and even her temperament changed; one could say her charm had doubled!

And then...

One night, the fish and dragon danced.

The next day.

Felicia Hardy left the hotel early in the morning, ready to start searching for and capturing Professor Curt Connors.

Su Quan wasn't idle either; he took a BMW motorcycle from his inventory and sped off, the engine roaring as he arrived downstairs at Gwen Stacy's house.

A few minutes later, Gwen Stacy, wearing boots and stockings, walked out. When she saw Su Quan sitting on the motorcycle, she was stunned in disbelief for a moment, then ran over happily.

"Why are you here?" Gwen Stacy asked, holding Su Quan's arm with a smile.

"To pick you up."