Sentinel

4 Threat
New York, Columbia University.

"There are more than 3 kinds of spiders in the world, and they are divided into three suborders below Aranea..."

Led by an Asian female teacher, tenth-grade students from Midtown High School walked into the research center of Columbia University. As a public middle school, it is not easy to get this visiting spot.

"Awesome! This is the most advanced electron microscope on the east coast, I can't believe it."

Compared with the enthusiasm of his buddy Peter, Harry seemed indifferent. The young master of the Osborne family had average learning ability. Compared with the boring scientific instruments, he cared more about the red-haired girl walking in front.

"...so these spiders have different abilities, and they use them to hunt food, such as this Australian spider, which has a strong jumping ability; Web-spinning spiders, which weave funnel-shaped webs that are almost as strong as building cables... This one uses reflexes to hunt, and its reflexes react so quickly that many researchers believe they have precognition Ability to predict danger in advance..."

The Asian female teacher gave a very detailed explanation. These are the super spiders created by Columbia University through DNA cultivation and transformation in the past five years, and then using synthetic ribonucleic acid to create a new genome. They have all kinds of wonderful abilities. The ultimate vision is to optimize the DNA of these spiders so that humans can also acquire these extraordinary abilities.

Peter listened carefully. He looked at the various spiders in the petri dish, and was amazed at their magical abilities, such as powerful jumping, tenacious web weaving, unimaginable nerve reflexes, and a mysterious sixth sense. Ability, these all made him feel extremely novel.

"Can I take a photo for the school paper?"

Pete made a request to the female teacher, who is a photographer for the school magazine and is often responsible for taking some photos at school events.

After getting approval, Peter raised the camera, and the moment he pressed the shutter, someone pushed him from behind, making the well-focused photo blurred.

"Stay away from him!" Harry stood up. He knew that his best friend was often bullied at school.

"Otherwise, what are you going to do?" The boy who pushed Peter said with a strange smile.

"Then Master Osborne will tell his father to fire your father." A big man teased and said that he was the one who bullied Peter the most, "What can your rich father do to me? me?"

The big guy grabbed Harry's clothes and spoke fiercely. He had long been annoyed by this rich man. Because of his handsome appearance and his family's wealth, there were many girls in Midtown High School who secretly liked this guy, especially when he often approached Mary. -Jane, if he wasn't afraid of being fired, he would have let this rich young master know how hard his fists are!

"Thompson, let him go." A young man said in a flat tone that he could not refuse.

"Sean..."

After the big man named Thompson saw the target clearly, he hesitated for a moment or let go of his hand, turned around and left in despair.

As the star of the school football team, Thompson usually relied on his extraordinary height and muscles in Midtown High School. When he has a good skill, even those street gangsters are no match for him. What happened at the school gate yesterday has already spread throughout the campus.

Sean instantly became a man of the hour in Midtown High School. If someone else dared to order him like this, Thompson would have swung his fist straight away, but he didn't have the courage to face the campus legend who defeated several street gangsters by himself.

"Thank you, Sean." Peter thanked gratefully, and Harry on the side reluctantly nodded his head.

"They're all classmates, so don't be so polite."

Sean waved his hand, and he was also helping out. After all, seeing the young and immature Spider-Man being bullied by a school bully, he couldn't just sit idly by.

Who would have imagined that on this day, a nerd at Midtown High School, a high school student known as "Peter Parker," would begin his life as a superhero.

"Peter, you said what would happen if humans had the abilities of these spiders?" Sean asked Peter who was taking pictures.

"It should be very powerful. He will have super-strong reflexes, can avoid incoming bullets, and has a strong jumping ability, allowing him to cross a building, and even fly over walls like a spider."

Peter imagined that this high school student who likes to read books is full of whimsical ideas about science.

Harry pouted at the side, and quietly walked towards Mary Jane, chasing beautiful girls was Master Osborne's goal in life.

"Maybe you will become such a powerful guy in the future." Sean patted Peter on the shoulder and walked away with a smile.

He already has his own power, and he is not interested in being bitten by a spider. The human body constantly absorbs the light from the stars, providing endless life energy.

At the gate of the school, if Sean let go of his strength, a bloody massacre might be staged. He felt that he could easily penetrate the body of the gangster leader. Human flesh and blood became like paper in his eyes. as fragile.

Consciousness went deep into the white light in his mind, and a progress bar appeared on the system interface. He was growing at an extremely slow rate every day, but so far, he has not broken through the 5.00% limit. According to the above display, it seems that every time he reaches 20.00% % five, you can unlock one of your own abilities.

Peter felt a little baffled when he heard Sean's words. How could humans have spider-like abilities? He raised the camera in his hand, and the lens switched continuously, and finally moved to Mary-Jane's body, and then froze.

As one of the most beautiful girls in Midtown High School, the lively and cheerful Mary-Jane has always been the pursuit of boys, such as the big guy Thompson on the football team, her good friend Harry, and herself, all trying to get close to this girl with a head. The red-haired girl tried every means to please the other party.

However, compared to other people's proactive attacks, Peter is going to be too far behind. With an introverted personality, he dare not say a word to the girl he has a crush on, so he can only choose to watch silently.

Peter, who was lost in thought, didn't notice at all that a little spider was sliding down the spider's thread, and quietly crawled along the camera to his palm. This little guy seemed to be attracted, and his mouthparts pierced human beings. Gently bite the skin.

Peter withdrew his hand reflexively, and the culprit spider had disappeared, leaving only a small swollen bump on his palm, which looked like he had been bitten by a mosquito.

"It's really strange, where did the mosquitoes come from?" Peter looked puzzled.

The future Spider-Man started his own life trajectory, but on the other hand, Sean ran into trouble again. After leaving Columbia University, he was blocked by a group of people on his way back to school.

This time, it was no longer street gangsters dressed in hip-hop, but a group of burly men in black suits with tattoos all over their arms. There was a faint bulge around their waists, probably something like a pistol.

A middle-aged man came out, looking down with a domineering look: "Listen, boy, you hurt my man, even though that guy is just a nobody, but he has done a good job recently and helped me sell A lot of marijuana, and he's in the hospital right now, and it's going to cost me a lot of money."

"So, I also give you two choices, either let me break your leg, or you will work for me in the future."

The middle-aged man looked at Xiao En arrogantly, and found that the other person's face was calm, as if he hadn't heard what he said at all.

"Boy, I know you're good at fighting, but I'm not those low-level street gangsters. If you don't cooperate, New York is so big, it's normal for a few people to disappear occasionally."

The middle-aged man said coldly, as if he opened his suit inadvertently, revealing the metal weapon pinned to his waist, which was a pistol.

"So what do I do?" Sean asked aloud, "I mean if it worked for you?"

"At ten o'clock tonight, go to the abandoned factory in the suburbs, and I will give you the goods. Remember, newcomers have to hand over 80.00% of the money they earn. This is the rule!"

The middle-aged man patted Sean on the shoulder with a satisfied expression on his face: "Don't even think about calling the police. My boss, Mr. Frank D'Amico, is a big shot on the West Coast. The police chief will give me some face."

Watching the group of people walk away, Sean put his hands in his pockets, and that seemingly gentle face froze little by little, as cold as ice.

(End of this chapter)