Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 109 About Superheroes Having No Money to Buy Clothes
"Well, this kind of thing actually came true!"

In Betty Bryan's room, Gwen's legs were crossed on the sofa, with a look of surprise and happiness on her face.

The apartment room was messy, and clothes were placed on the sofa and bed without care.

Coconut shoes are cluttered in the middle of the room, and fresh pizza boxes are in the trash can.

Music scores and paper pages seem to have fallen from the sky, randomly adhering to the walls and sofas.

Although the room still maintains the characteristics of a girl, if this kind of messy room is seen by outsiders at first glance, it will definitely not be associated with a girl.

Betty, wearing a pair of thick glasses and a shawl with short black hair, was sitting on the sofa typing on a notebook.

She turned a blind eye to the messy furnishings in the room.

Gwen looked at the cleanliness in the room, and felt that she was absolutely correct in her evaluation of Betty as "crazy".

"Huh? You mean a date? You and Peter?"

Betty raised her head and asked Gwen.

The black cat lying next to her stood upright, making a "purr purr" sound with its mouth, wagging its tail, and cast its wary eyes on Gwen next to it.

"Hmm, he invited me to the Natural History Museum."

Gwen said a little proudly.

"Halloween date?"

Betty put down her notebook and picked up the black cat that was "eyeing" on Gwen.

"It sounds novel, but it would be nice to choose another date, such as Valentine's Day, Thanksgiving, or a birthday, so that there will be a more harmonious atmosphere."

"A harmonious atmosphere?"

Gwen blinked.

"I don't know either. Don't all dates need this kind of atmosphere? At least not the dark and eerie atmosphere of Halloween."

Betty lay on her back with bare feet, teasing the black cat with her white and soft toes, and casually said to Gwen, "You're not the skeleton bride in a gothic movie."

"Peter and I are not the type to mind that."

Gwen took out a biscuit from Betty's lunch box, "Can I taste a biscuit? I'm dizzy today, and eating a few donuts doesn't help."

"casual."

Betty has no special obsession with what to eat.

"But I have discovered something very serious."

Gwen ate the biscuit and said with some melancholy.

"about what?"

"My pocket money is completely gone."

Gwen suddenly lost her appetite, "I want to buy a dress I like, but now I don't have enough pocket money."

"clothing?"

Betty looked at Gwen in surprise, "I remember that your love for clothes is lower than that of ordinary girls. Why do you want to buy clothes now."

Before Gwen could answer, Betty clapped her hands violently, startling the kitten next to her.

"I see, Gwen, you want to wear it on a date, don't you?"

"Hmm, almost."

Gwen propped her chin with one hand, looked at the black cat wagging its tail, and said in frustration: "I want to prepare in advance to give Peter a different impression."

"You really have deep roots."

Betty complained with some taste.

There is a sense of betrayal of "you clearly agreed to be single dogs together, but you secretly got married".

"correct!"

Gwen ignored Betty's complaints, stood up from the sofa, and then sat down next to Betty, excitedly said to her: "Don't you know how to make a website? It's the kind of website that can be browsed by people."

Gwen enthusiastically put forward his suggestion, "Maybe we can cooperate to make a paid website."

Betty threw the kitten scratching beside her to the ground, and asked Gwen curiously, "What is it about?"

"About Spider-Woman!"

Gwen thinks this plan is very reliable, "I have a lot of photos and information about Spider-Woman, maybe I can attract many fans of Spider-Woman, you know, Betty, just like those fans of singers and movie stars are willing to give their idols Pay the bill, maybe."

"Maybe Spider-Woman fans will pay to know."

Betty shook her head, denying Gwen's idea, "It's not as simple as lemonade, Gwen."

"Okay, how about 'Spider-Woman's Weird Job and Lemonade,'?"

Strange thoughts popped up in Gwen's mind again.

"Forget it, I have learned your craft before."

Not only did Betty veto Gwen's website proposal, she also vetoed her lemonade-making craft.

Seeing that Gwen was still unwilling to give up, Betty stood up, picked up her notebook and showed Gwen the process of making the web page.

"There are so many things involved in building a website that I can't do it alone."

"But everything is difficult at the beginning. If we work hard from now on, maybe we can do it."

Gwen said confidently: "And it can help people. People just need to know how to find Spider-Woman, maybe Spider-Woman can help them."

"It seems that you can make decisions for Spider-Woman."

Betty couldn't help complaining to Gwen again.

"Not necessarily, maybe I know Spider-Woman."

"Okay, then you should tell Spider-Woman that selling autographs is the best and easiest way to make money and attract fans. Paid websites are obviously not as good as selling autographs."

Betty put down the notebook, saw the black cat started picking up the trash can, and hurried up to hug it.

"Just sign it. Give it a try, maybe we can really make a successful website!"

Gwen's eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Okay, give me the money first."

"Let's go on credit first, and I will definitely give you sufficient remuneration when the time comes."

Gwen came up to hug Betty and said affectionately.

Meanwhile, Forest Hills.

The Natural History Museum is closed today, so Peter and Gwen's plan to visit the museum together can only be postponed until tomorrow.

Today I can only stay at home and be honest.

Aunt Mei was very dissatisfied with his frequent absences before, but after he came back from the bar yesterday, he lost his temper again.

Walking out of the room, Peter took out credit card bills and some envelopes from the mailbox at the door.

Looking at the credit card statement, his brows furrowed.

Are Aunt May and Uncle Ben in financial trouble again?
He knew that their incomes were not high, and he thought they could last for a while, but he didn't expect them to start using credit cards now.

Holding the credit card bill, he fell into deep thought.

It seems that it is necessary to create some seemingly reasonable "windfalls" to solve the financial difficulties of Aunt May and Uncle Ben.

After putting away the credit card statement, Peter checked the following letters.

Finally, a letter signed "Colson" was found.

Phil Coulson?
Seeing the letter written to him by a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Peter was a little surprised.

Putting away the letter and preparing to go back to the room to see what it was about, a voice suddenly stopped him.

"Peter?"

He looked up to find Mary Jane standing behind him.

Mary Jane looks good today, her slender body is paired with a white sweater, her chest is billowy, she looks like a high-end urban beauty.

"MJ?"

"Eh, I came out to take out the trash, and I just saw you here."

Mary Jane said somewhat unnaturally: "How are you recently? I see you came back very late this afternoon."

Perhaps realizing that she was paying special attention to the other party by saying this, Mary Jane coughed quickly.

"Ahem. I accidentally saw you coming back just now, so I thought of coming over to ask."

Soon she realized that saying this seemed a bit pretentious.

Well, I knew I couldn't act in front of him.

Mary Jane said to herself helplessly in her heart.

She took a deep breath, trying to be as natural as possible.

"Fortunately, it's just a little busy, of course, not academically."

Peter said to Mary Jane.

"That's good."

Mary Jane nodded and asked Peter: "Have you seen Bella recently? It's been a long time since she appeared."

She thought of her beloved hound, whom she had not seen for a long time.

"No, I haven't seen it for a long time, I thought it ran to you."

Peter opened his mouth to tell a lie.

"Ok."

Mary Jian nodded slightly disappointed.

Soon she dispelled the bad mood in her heart and asked Peter: "Do you have time recently? Peter."

"time?"

Peter froze for a moment, "It's okay."

"That's right, Peter, I took a drama course before, and I will participate in the performance on Halloween. If I have time, can I invite you to watch it?"

Mary Jane invites Peter.

Peter has a little knowledge of the school's drama class activities and clubs.

The school drama club rehearses two productions each year, and participants also have the opportunity to tour in other cities.

Students not only need to play their own roles, including directing, setting up the stage, choosing and making costumes, lighting and sound effects, all are arranged by the students themselves.

Pulling his thoughts away from the memory, facing Mary Jane's expectant gaze, Peter nodded.

"If I have time, I will go."

He doesn't mind going to a show and relaxing if he has the time.

After watching Mary Jane leave, Peter entered the room and took out the letter that Coulson had mailed to him.

Opening the envelope, I found several original collection cards inside.

The face of the card is the figure of Captain America, the color is old, and the card has a unique design style of the last century.

After checking it again, I found that all of them were collection cards with a sense of age.

"Captain America?"

Stuffing the card back into the envelope, Peter shook his head, "Unfortunately, I'm not a fan of Captain America. It would be a waste of money to give it to me."

Although he said "a waste of money", he still put this gift away.

After dark.

Peter was flipping through the book introducing ancient Egyptian culture and history in the room.

Suddenly, the crow that had been monitoring the green cemetery sent him a message.

Putting down the book, he stood up and looked in the direction of the green cemetery.

Sure enough, I am not a person who can be quiet at night.

He glanced at Aunt May's room, and then at the clock on the wall.

The time has pointed to twelve o'clock.

Aunt May should have fallen asleep.

Hope she doesn't find out.

Shady cemetery.

Desolate and dilapidated buildings are strewn across the cemetery.

Moist mist continuously gushed out from the depths of the cemetery, attacking every corner.

"Da da da!"

Footsteps sounded in the cemetery.

"Wow! This is really a place suitable for spreading strange urban stories."

Sharon Carter looked at the surrounding buildings, exhaled, wrapped her clothes tightly, and said to Coulson next to her.

The two are in charge of being in the open, and Hawkeye and Crossbones are in charge of protecting the two in the dark and ensuring a smooth handover process.

Coulson looked up at the bare trees around him, his expression serious.

"Eerie graves, Halloween approaching, and a full moon overhead."

Seeing that Coulson didn't speak, Sharon Carter shrugged her shoulders and continued, "I wouldn't find it strange even if there were some ghosts and ghosts in this eerie atmosphere."

Just as she finished speaking, she suddenly heard a strange voice.

In the corner covered by the mist, a subtle and sharp sound came to the ears of the two.

Sharon Carter turned her head in doubt, and walked towards the place where the strange sound came from.

"Hoohoo!"

A group of bats flapping their wings flew towards her.

Terrified, Sharon quickly covered her head.

The bat swarm did not attack the two of them, but disappeared into the night in groups.

Patting her chest, Sharon, who had a false alarm, couldn't help complaining to Coulson: "Fortunately, it's just bats, but this place is not a cave, why are there bat swarms?"

"Don't know, maybe it fits here, these represent death and the mysterious survival of bats."

Coulson used the strong light from the flashlight to dispel the fog that blocked his vision, and said to Sharon.

Sharon nodded, and continued to look around the cemetery, checking for any suspicious places.

"May I ask, what is the special cargo that our intrepid Chief Fury has asked us to receive?"

Sharon couldn't help asking Coulson, who had higher authority than her.

"I'm as ignorant as you are."

Coulson shook his head, saying that he didn't know as much as she did.

The two were talking, when the sound of "swish" came again.

Sharon didn't speak. She saw Coulson looking behind her with a shocked expression on his face.

So he asked tentatively: "Can I ask, is there something strange behind me, right?"

Just as she finished speaking, a roar came from behind her.

Sharon immediately turned her head, and saw a monster with sharp teeth, gray-black skin like rough black bark, and dark red rays of light from its eyes.

The monster roared, and its sharp claws slammed towards Sharon.

The whistling sound that pierced the air reached the ears of the two of them.

Sharon immediately reacted and jumped to the side.

At the critical moment, the bullet fired by Crossbones hindered the monster's movement.

Sharon narrowly dodged the sharp claw that was impossible to dodge.

"Shutter!"

Sharon, who was rolling on the ground, cursed secretly, immediately took out her pistol and stood up.

Coulson also reacted, pulled the trigger of the pistol, and shot at the opponent.

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