Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 85 Gwen's Red Wen

"Peter?"

Just as Peter entered the room, Gwen's voice sounded from outside.

"I'm inside, Gwen."

He opened the drawer, put the blood sample that Dr. Octopus gave him, and put it in the drawer.

After experiencing the battle of the Helicarrier, and the fact that Dr. Octopus's mechanical tentacles were completely intimidated by him, Dr. Octopus cooperated with Peter honestly and took his own blood and gave it to him.

After closing the drawer, Peter went to the door and opened it for Gwen.

"I was wondering just now, where did you go?"

Gwen stood outside the door, wearing a Yankees-themed blouse with blue stripes and wide cuffs.

The lower body is wearing a pair of jeans that are slightly shorter than usual, and the junction of the shirt and jeans is matched with a beautiful belt.

Under the belt and jeans, two small and exquisite feet were exposed.

If it weren't for the little slippers on his feet, maybe Peter couldn't help but wonder if Gwen's feet were carved from marble.

"cough"

Peter coughed, quickly got rid of the random thoughts in his mind, and replied to Gwen: "I went out for a walk."

"A walk?"

Gwen stared at Peter suspiciously.

"Why didn't you call me?"

Gwen said with some dissatisfaction.

"I thought you were asleep."

Peter said without blushing.

He didn't show any psychological fluctuations at all because of the fierce battle on the Helicarrier just now.

"Ok."

Although Gwen suspected that Peter had gone out to do bad things, she didn't continue to ask.

She took out a mug from behind, "I have a gift for you."

"Gift?"

Peter took the mug and looked at the abstract pattern printed on it, and the words "Jane Wolfe" next to the abstract pattern.

"what is this?"

Peter doesn't quite understand what "Jane Wolfe" is?
"A band name."

Gwen shrugged, "It was given to me by Betty and the others, and they also wrote their names on it, but I suspect that they wanted to give it to MJ, but they wrote the wrong name."

"Why did you suddenly give me a gift?"

Peter gently placed the mug on the table and asked Gwen.

"Well, it's nothing special, and it's not Thanksgiving or Christmas."

Gwen sat down, blinked her eyes, and said, "Just take it as a thank you for trouble, I've been living at your house, Peter, I have to show some gratitude, otherwise—it would be too rude."

"Aunt May said, you can make this your own home, Gwen."

Peter shook his head and said to Gwen, "So, there is no need to feel uneasy or otherwise."

"Ok."

Gwen let out a sigh of relief, "I won't take back the gift anyway."

"correct."

Gwen suddenly heard something, and reached out to take out the phone from the pocket behind his buttocks.

Flicking something on the phone while lowering her head, Gwen said to Peter: "At school today, Peter, did you see the fight between Spider Woman, Reaper and that 'octopus monster'?"

"Ah."

Peter nodded, "Any questions?"

"No, I just want to talk to you about them."

Gwen found a photo from the phone and handed it to Peter, "When I was watching the news at night, I saw that Spider-Woman and 'Reaper' had been listed as wanted criminals. This guy... seems to be the person in charge of hunting down Spider-Woman. .”

Peter looked at Gwen's phone, a man with a rough beard who looked like the male protagonist of The Matrix, frowned.

"Who is he?"

"Frank Custer."

Gwen said the other party's name melancholy.

She was in a bad mood, after all, it was not a happy thing for anyone to be wanted and sent to arrest.

"Frank Custer."

Peter repeated the other's name.

He remembered that this guy seemed to be one of the famous superheroes in the Marvel world, nicknamed "The Punisher".

Originally a member of the Marine Corps, after his family was killed by the underworld, he turned into a "punisher" and claimed everywhere that "as long as you are guilty, you have to die."

Gwen put away her mobile phone and continued to Peter: "I investigated him. Except for having a wife, he disappeared after the child was born, and there is nothing to be found on the Internet."

"Later, using my father's relationship, it was found that this man had worked for Tony Stark when he was working in the police department. He had sold countless war weapons for Stark Corporation. He was a mercenary through and through, yes' Part of War Machine."

Gwen shared what she knew.

"Um"

Listening to the information about "The Punisher" given by Gwen, Peter found that it was slightly different from what he knew.

Is the "punisher" in this world different from the original one?

It seems that he has become worse in this world?

Peter was lost in thought.

He discovered early on that the world he was in was different from the Marvel main world he knew.

Not only certain events have undergone magical changes, but even the personalities and origins of some superheroes or supervillains are in some contrast with the main world.

After pondering for a moment, he withdrew his thoughts, raised his head and asked Gwen, "This doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, Gwen."

"I know."

Gwen exhaled dejectedly, and said, "I am a fan of Spider-Woman, so I follow her news. I think she is a superhero, but Frank Castor is not."

Peter knew what Gwen was worried about, he didn't speak, but continued to listen to Gwen's talk.

"Maybe...people don't like Spider-Woman."

Gwen was a little depressed, "I don't understand why the media would say that. They clearly know that the weird guy with many arms is the culprit."

"Is it wrong that Spider-Woman just goes to help people? It's like an endless cycle, Spider-Woman goes to help people, and then gets beaten up in the street, and the cycle repeats."

Gwen bit her coral-like lips, "Now all the media are blaming Spider-Woman, as if she has to seriously reflect on what she did wrong, it's like a cycle."

Peter was silent for a while, then said, "Maybe it's because of her weird battle suit."

With that said, he stood up, walked to the locker, and took out the family medicine box from it.

Then, under Gwen's surprised gaze, he walked up to her, sat down, and took out the iodophor and tincture of iodine from the medicine box.

"Uh"

In a stunned state, Gwen allowed Peter to grab his white arm and turn it over.

A large bruise was exposed on the white and smooth elbow.

Then Peter used a cotton swab dipped in povidone iodine to help Gwen wipe it.

Feeling the coolness on her skin, and looking at Peter who was concentrating on wiping off her bruises, Gwen suddenly felt that all her grievances had disappeared.

"I accidentally knocked on the door."

Gwen blushed and argued.

(End of this chapter)