Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 37 We Will Die
"Eleven days ago, we lost three dear teachers and friends. The truth of the ball tragedy was not revealed for a day, and our knots could not be untied for a day."

The playground of Midtown High School is a place covered with green grass. All the teachers and students of the school gather here to listen to the pastor's prayer.

"The Bible "Ecclesiastes" tells us that when death will come, it is extremely difficult to predict. In the face of fate, human beings are like birds in cages and fish in nets, unable to struggle. Touched, it will protect us the living."

The priest on the stage delivered a eulogy with a solemn expression, "We just stand here to mourn the souls of the dead."

"Peter, what are you looking at?"

Under the stage, Gwen, who was sitting next to Peter, asked him.

Both were wearing dark clothes and were sitting among the crowd of students holding a bouquet of white roses.

Today is the memorial service held by the school for all the teachers and students who died in the dance.

Although Peter was not interested in attending the funeral of the dead, under the persecution of Uncle Ben and Aunt May, he finally came.

"Some strange people."

Peter turned around and casually said to Gwen: "But it's not too strange, just guess it, it's someone from the government."

"Ah."

Gwen looked back.

Behind the crowd, she saw a few people wearing sunglasses and suits.

Turning her head, she listened to the pastor's eulogy in silence for a while, and said to Peter:

"All of this should not have happened. Teacher Bell is a very good person, and she has also guided us"

Affected by the atmosphere of the funeral, she was a little depressed.

Ever since she was attacked by Osborn's men, Gwen has been carrying a heavy psychological burden.

She is afraid that she will bring harm to those around her, and she is even more guilty of those she cannot save.

"There's no need to be too sad, Gwen. There are so many things you and I can't decide."

"I know, but"

Gwen sighed, dropped the rose in her hand, and looked at the thorns.

After a while, she raised her head and asked Peter, "Peter, don't you want to attend the funeral?"

She had come to the funeral with Peter, but she could clearly see the impatience in his eyes.

Peter fixed his eyes on the priest on the stage, and said calmly: "I have always believed that there is no point in mourning the dead. If there is, it is only at the moment of death."

Hearing Peter's words, she was slightly startled.

Music sounded on the stage at the right time.

The singer played the guitar and sang the classic "All The Candles in the World".

The students sitting around got up one after another and came forward to offer flowers.

A specially opened grassland near the dance hall was arranged as a commemorative area.

The students came over one after another and presented white roses in their hands.

"Let's go!"

Peter stood up and said to Gwen who was still in a daze.

Gwen subconsciously stood up and followed behind Peter.

Blossoming white roses were placed on the grass, and the students who dropped the flowers had heavy expressions.

There was no fluctuation in Peter's heart. After throwing the white rose on the ground, he walked out.

He has already experienced and seen a lot of death, and this atmosphere makes him unable to make any waves.

"Hi, Peter, Gwen."

The two had just finished offering flowers when they saw Harry's figure.

"Harry? You... aren't in the hospital?"

Gwen asked in surprise.

"I would like to lie down in the hospital all the time, but if I continue to lie down, I will be suspected of pretending to be sick and skipping class."

Harry shrugged his shoulders and said to the two: "If my father knew that I was not doing business and thinking wildly, he would definitely start family education for me again."

Hearing Harry talk about Norman Osborn, Gwen's expression was a little unnatural.

Now that she was going to confront the Osborne Group, she always felt that it was not good to hide Harry.

She had sneaked into the Osborne Building when the night was high and windy before.

Although it was not found, no useful information was obtained.

She always felt that Norman Osborn was doing something secretly.

Facing Harry now, Gwen felt a little sorry for her friend.

Norman Osborn was Harry's father, after all.

but
Spider-Woman is Spider-Woman, and Gwen Stacy is Gwen Stacy.

Gwen comforted herself psychologically, these are two different identities, and I must always distinguish them.

"Let's talk later, I have to deliver this."

Harry pointed to the white rose in his hand, and said apologetically to the two of them: "Let's go to a quiet place later, I have saved up a lot of words now, and it will take two hours to completely pour them out to you."

"Ok."

Looking at Harry's disappearing back, Gwen complained, "He treats us like a trash can."

Although she complained about Harry, it was obvious that her mood improved a lot because she met her recovered friend.

It was Harry who knocked Karl King into the air before he got hurt.

If Harry left any incurable wounds because of this, he would probably feel guilty for the rest of his life.

After the funeral, the three chatted for a while.

(mostly Harry and Gwen talking, Peter listening)

After that, Harry hurried away because of a phone call.

So the meeting of the three ended hastily, and Peter returned home very early.

Uncle Ben and Aunt May were away, and he was alone in the house.

The latest newspapers are placed on the table, and the hot water in the kitchen emits high-temperature heat.

The two should have been out for a while.

He exhaled, sat down on the sofa, and closed his eyes.

Consciousness and senses, connected to the spider monitoring Dr. Connors.

Using the spider's perspective, he can observe each other's every move.

Seeing that Connors was still busy in the laboratory, he shook his head.

"This guy... other than talking on the phone with his wife and daughter, and going downstairs to buy coffee, are all of his hobbies experiments?"

After muttering something to himself, Peter opened his eyes.

According to several days of follow-up investigation, he roughly determined Dr. Conners' personality, hobbies and family situation.

The doubts about exposing the other party to the black light virus have also been reduced by half.

He was meditating when he heard footsteps outside.

"Squeak!"

Aunt May opened the door and walked in, seeing Peter sitting on the sofa.

"Peter? Have you been to the funeral?"

"Well, the process is not long."

"Probably because not enough people died."

He didn't say the last sentence in his heart.

Aunt Mei naturally couldn't see her nephew's dark belly. After closing the door, she took off her scarf and said to Peter, "A new family has moved in next door."

"Hanks and his family left?"

Peter asked curiously.

The neighbor next door, Hanks's family, has a cute little daughter, so he has a little impression.

"Well, moving away, Hanks is going to work in Los Angeles."

Aunt Mei washed her hands and walked into the kitchen.

"I heard from the landlord that a mother and a girl are moving here. The mother just got divorced because she couldn't bear her husband's domestic violence. By the way, I heard that the girl is also from Midtown High School. Maybe you know each other. "

(End of this chapter)