Chapter 1288: The Interstellar Grand Stage (Part 12)

"Seriously, Gwen, you should really consider what I said before about us sharing an account. Nick definitely can't tell which of us is which. He doesn't have a daughter, so he absolutely can't distinguish girls in this age group."

Gwen-Spider pulled the Gwen of this world and walked toward the gate of the Expo. They met when checking cars at the entrance.

Of course, this was not the first time they had met; they had already met in the laboratory before, and Spider-Gwen had been trying to persuade her counterpart from another world to cover her shift.

"My god, Miss Stacy, stop talking nonsense! Even if we can both do research, I haven't been bitten by a spider, so how can I swing between those buildings?" Gwen spread her hands and looked helplessly at her counterpart.

"Seriously, haven't you thought about flying over the city like Peter?" Gwen-Spider seemed more lively. Perhaps the spider mutation gave her exuberant energy, making her speech faster, thus appearing more active.

"No interest at all." Gwen shook her head, sighed, and said: "I once had the honor of being held by him and flying a few times. The wind at high altitude was too strong, and every time I went home, I had to explain to my dad that Peter is not the kind of man who turns bad when he has money, didn't buy a sports car, and didn't take me racing."

"Come on!" Gwen-Spider grabbed Gwen's arm, dragged out the tone, and started acting like a spoiled child. She said, "Swinging yourself is different from being held by someone else. That feeling is really cool."

"But I don't have a mutation, how can I fly?"

"Isn't this simple? The current Spider-Man battle suits are getting more and more advanced, and they are all attached with magic. I'll find a friend in the Sanctum Sanctorum and ask them to change a magic when enchanting. It can absolutely be done to be indistinguishable from a spider mutation."

Gwen sighed helplessly, reached out and pulled Gwen-Spider's hood, walked forward with big strides, and said while walking: "Don't think I don't know, after being Director Nick's assistant for two weeks, you must have learned a lot of macroeconomics knowledge from him and Dr. Schiller. You want to use my identity to open another account and collect two basic salaries."

"Absolutely not!" Gwen-Spider denied without thinking.

Gwen-Spider stepped forward and grabbed Gwen's arm to pester her. Gwen helplessly dragged her forward like a drag bottle. After the two entered the exhibition hall, they were attracted by those huge machines at the same time.

"My god, is this the engine of the Inter-Sky train? It's actually so big." Gwen said somewhat amazed: "I didn't feel it when I was riding the car."

Gwen-Spider also turned her head to look at the surrounding exhibits. She was more interested in the train shell, so she walked to the material exhibition stand.

But suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure. Gwen immediately felt her hair stand on end, but soon relaxed again. She exhaled, put her hands on her hips, looked at the girl beside her, and said: "Silk?! Why do you walk without sound? You scared me to death."

Silk also looked at the introduction of the materials in the display cabinet with great interest. She turned her head and revealed an apologetic smile, saying: "It seems that the Silk of your world makes you nervous."

"Of course, she is completely a lunatic!" Gwen said unpleasantly: "But if there is anything bad, looking for her is right."

Silk sighed gently, as if thinking of something. She looked at Gwen and said: "In this universe, there are so many Peter Parkers, haven't you seen a trace of his shadow on anyone?"

Gwen-Spider silently turned her head back, hugged her arms, and said: "Take care of yourself. Don't worry, I have no interest in the Amazing Spider-Man."

"I have already broken up with him." Silk pointed at her chin with her finger and said: "That day, Spider-Girl's bag was left at his place. He saw the letter Spider-Girl wrote to her mother, that is, the letter written to Mary Jane."

"After seeing that letter, he was sad for a long time. In another universe, he and Mary Jane even had children, but they still couldn't live together stably. He began to feel frustrated."

"I guess, it's not just because of this." Gwen's tone also lowered. She blinked and said: "He heard the story of the Spider-Man who was seriously injured. He felt that he carried a huge responsibility. Disaster after disaster descended on Earth, and he was duty-bound, so there was no need to drag another person into the water."

"He only treated me as emotional comfort when he was frustrated." Silk's tone was very calm. She continued: "But I hope he can face his feelings for Mary Jane directly. They are always entangled and have never recognized themselves."

"Compared to you, I have more reasons to hate Mary Jane." Gwen frowned and said: "Most Peter Parkers have forgotten me."

"But you don't actually think so. You are saying one thing but meaning another. What makes you sad is not that Peter has invested in a new relationship, but that he and Mary Jane are not so suitable, always consuming each other's love and feelings."

Gwen-Spider lowered her head gently and didn't refute. Silk turned her head to look at Gwen-Spider and said: "In this world, lovers like you and Peter who are mutually agreeable and understand each other to the extreme are always few. Most people are rubbing against each other, understanding in pain, and letting the blood of the wounds blend."

"Does this really make sense?" Gwen-Spider muttered to herself.

"Why don't you try it?" Silk turned her head to look at Gwen-Spider and said: "I worked as an assistant in the nursing home for a period of time. I can only tell you that the results of your psychological assessment report are not optimistic. Your personal consciousness is dispersing."

"You have a strong desire to work hard for a certain goal, but you are gradually losing yourself. You are also a human, needing both a personal career and an emotional life, rather than rushing to sacrifice your life for your universe."

"Did Dr. Schiller ask you to persuade me?" Gwen turned to look at her and asked.

Silk shook her head and said: "It's a completely personal approach. Among all universes, you are also a very special Spider-Man. You are the scar of all Peter Parkers, but you are also their hope."

"Whether you feel it yourself or not, every Peter Parker is paying attention to you more or less. They know you are not their Gwen, just as you know they are not your Peter."

"But they hope you are better, just as you hope they are better, right?"

Gwen stood silently on the spot. Across the mask, Silk didn't know if there was a trace of sadness on the girl's face, but soon, a commotion interrupted their heart-to-heart talk.

Silk and Gwen-Spider turned their heads at the same time and saw that the huge engine placed in the center of the exhibition hall was emitting sparks.

Gwen froze for a moment, then reacted and said: "Someone destroyed the ignition system. The engine might become a bomb... Stop them quickly!"

After saying this, Gwen swung at high speed, but before she rushed over, several youths with similar builds and appearances suddenly rushed out of the crowd. One of them waved his hand and said: "Fire line short circuit, prepare for emergency repair!"

Instantly, several youths jumped onto the huge engine like flexible spiders, "whoosh-whoosh-whoosh" crawling along the surface of the engine, dismantling the shell with movements so fast that it was dazzling and impossible to see clearly, and drilled into the interior of the engine.

Gwen had just rushed to the front of the engine when she heard a crackling sound. She instinctively blocked her face with her arms. After a "bang," a small piece of the engine's shell was blown away, rolling far away along the floor.

Peter Parker, with black ash on his face, climbed out holding a wrench and said: "Small problem, fixed!"

"Oh, Gwen, you are here? Hmm? Wait a moment, which Gwen are you?" The Peter who climbed out asked somewhat confusedly.

Gwen opened her mouth and was about to answer when she saw a group of people rushing in from the side door, carrying long guns, short cannons, and tripods.

The reporters who rushed in looked at the situation in the exhibition hall and were all stunned.

What about the explosion? What about the major mechanical accident at the important Expo? Why is there no smoke and no fire? Are the visitors watching the exhibition all standing safely in place?

Gwen-Spider looked at the Peter Parker in front of her and determined that he should be at a similar stage as the Amazing Spider-Man, possibly a researcher at some research institute in New York.

Sure enough, when this Peter saw Gwen, he scratched his head somewhat shyly and said: "Ah, it's nothing. I just came back from the Mercury base emergency repair team. I am quite good at emergency repair. That fragment that just flew out, didn't it hit you?"

"I'm fine." Gwen shook her head. She didn't look at this Peter again, but cast her gaze behind the crowd.

The reporters who rushed in started pulling passersby to interview. A female reporter held a microphone and shouted at an old couple who came to watch the exhibition: "Did you witness the terrible accident just now? Were you injured? Did you sprain your ankle?"

"No, we didn't..."

"Oh, thank God! You didn't sprain your ankles! Fortunately, those terrible accidents didn't take your lives. You must be scared to death, right?"

"We actually didn't..."

"Then you go and rest for a while... Hey, this lady, can I delay you for two minutes? What do you think about the engine of the Inter-Sky train exploding at the exhibition?"

"Explosion? Where did it explode?"

"My god, this terrible accident brought great panic to the public, making them at a loss! Let's interview this gentleman!"

Gwen was about to step forward to stop the reporters from talking nonsense when a Peter Parker in the distance gave a wink here. Gwen immediately understood that this matter was not over yet.

Sure enough, a person wearing the exhibition staff uniform quietly approached the reporters and the crowd being interviewed. Gwen narrowed her eyes and took two steps back, deliberately clearing the route.

She stood still, looked up, and saw several black shadows that had jumped onto the keel of the exhibition hall ceiling.

In the shadows of the skylight, spider compound eyes kept lighting up. Soon, hundreds of eyes were staring at all the figures gathering toward the center of the exhibition hall with malicious intent.

"Bang!"

The moment the gunshot rang out, the staff member wearing a blue uniform holding a pistol felt a huge force strike his arm. With a "bang," the world spun.

And when he was knocked down and lying on the ground, he only saw the Spider-Army descending between the intertwined spider silk.

"Ding!"

Gwen-Spider punched the staff member who took action unconscious, pulled out her phone that made a prompt sound, and after sliding open the screen saver, saw a latest task released on the Spider App—

"The mastermind behind the scenes of the Expo is being pursued!

No limit:

Thug (3 credits)

Gunman (5 credits)

Technician (7 credits)

Extra task:

Ordinary clue (10 credits)

Major intelligence (20 credits)

Small boss (30 credits)

Mastermind (100 credits)"

Gwen-Spider, holding the phone, swallowed. And when she turned her head to look around, she only saw hundreds of pairs of spider compound eyes brighter than light bulbs.

In S. H. I. E. L. D.'s office, Schiller put away his phone. Grant Ward asked somewhat confusedly: "So, the Expo security operation is canceled?"

"Yes, you don't need to go. Go do other work, and then transfer all the expenses for this operation to my card."