I Am Gwen's Spider-Man Mentor

Chapter 6 Injured Gwen Stacy

Raymond, who had driven away Gwen Stacey, felt inexplicably empty. He knew that Gwen had good intentions and a strong sense of justice and responsibility to meddle in these "nosy things", but that was very disappointing. He was unhappy.

As the strongest bastion of post-modernity, the use of money to quantify everything has penetrated into every aspect of society in the United States of America. People calculate gains and losses everywhere and openly use the dollar as a weight to measure the scale that symbolizes social fairness. The crowd has been cut cross-cut and vertically by the media, and they are spiritually in different places, but they still clamor for groups that are different but the same as themselves, numbing their feelings of injustice with hatred for others.

The most deserving of ridicule is himself. Once upon a time, he felt that world peace needed to be worked hard, and at least the elderly, weak, women and children should be protected. But when Stark gave him a salary of one million dollars a year, he became a key cog in the war machine of the empire. He used his talents and what he had learned over ten years to wield the sword. The imperial creation of banknotes and missiles is a war machine that is killing children, women, and the elderly in other parts of the world.

Gwen Stacey's enthusiasm stung Professor Xu's remaining conscience as a refined egoist.

The professor turned around and walked into his spacious living room, slumped down on the sofa, and looked at the rows of buildings in New York under the setting sun. After a long time, he sighed that he should have sighed long ago: "Why on earth should I involve myself in this?" In the story of Ghost Spider-Man..."

The professor now only feels regret. He only teased Gwen Stacy out of temporary curiosity, but he unexpectedly exposed the girl's identity. Now he has become a part of this story. What scares the time traveler the most is , he knows the ending of everyone in this story, but he doesn’t know his own.

This made him restless.

In order to forcefully calm his mind, the professor stood up, walked around the spacious living room a few times, and then sat down in front of his work computer with an impatient look. The professor opened the model design drawing in the encrypted folder and began to modify the drawing of the small missile.

It is rumored that Hammer Industries, which competes with Stark Industries, is developing a small intelligent missile system called "Ex-Wife". Obadiah ordered the technical department to quickly come up with a similar missile system that can overwhelm Justin Hammer. Weapons, this important task was handed over to Raymond Xu.

When the professor tried to use work to numb his conscience that had just been stung by Spider-Woman again, Gwen Stacy was aimlessly swinging between the scattered high-rise buildings with different structures. The girl Keenly observing any movement on the street.

Miss Spider is still brooding over the offense she received today. A popular girl who was once one of the best in the entire school has lived a life of eking out a living in the slums. She and her father are almost at odds with each other at home, and in college because of The miserable world of arriving late and leaving early, failing to turn in assignments, being annoyed by various professors, and losing your best friend.

The only spiritual support she has left now is to do a few "right" things every day in the vast city of New York.

That's why she was so angry when Raymond Xu questioned her motives and the consequences of her actions.

It would be fine if Raymond Xu was a villain in the traditional sense, but he... Gwen began to recall what kind of person that overly young genius professor was.

When he was late and he didn't let himself off at all, he showed his old-fashioned and harsh side; when he tested step by step in the wind and calm, and finally forced himself to reveal his secret identity, he showed his cleverness. And the oppressive side; when he reaches out to help himself because he ruined the pizza, he shows the image of an enthusiastic teacher who is willing to protect his students...

Such a person, such an ordinary person feels that everything he does is meaningless, and even makes Gwen feel more troublesome than the fists and pistols of the bad guys.

Because he is one of the many living beings he protects.

"Maybe it's because I haven't done enough..." Gwen Stacy, who had just reached the highest point of the parabola, was shooting spider silk to the next fastening point. The girl raised her head and looked at the sky divided by the dusk line, then turned over, opened her arms, and fell to the earth facing the sky.

The whistling "air resistance" was transmitted to Gwen's skin through the gaps woven in the black and white tights. It was something called wind. The girl closed her eyes tightly, and her slender body stretched in the sky - the only sounds accompanying her at this time were the wind and the sound of her heartbeat.

"Then I will do more." Ms. Spider, with her eyes closed, vowed in a voice that only she could hear. Immediately afterwards, she opened her eyes and shot the spider silk to the place she had chosen long ago. The amazingly tough spider silk pulled her up again when she was about to fall to the bottom.

————The dividing line for everyone to be busy————

After finishing his tedious work, Raymond Xu logged into his Skype account and sent a text message to his friend.

"Nathan? What have you been busy with lately?"

Under this line of information, Professor Xu's own account suddenly replied to him: "Who is Nathan? I am you, Professor Xu. People still have to talk to themselves occasionally, don't they?"

Raymond covered his forehead. He knew that this old friend with a bad personality must have started teasing him again. Professor Xu typed on the keyboard helplessly: "Stop pretending, you old bastard. How can anyone hack into my account without stealing data?" Don’t want ransom?”

"If you're to blame, blame the IT department of your university. It's as weak as paper as always." This time, it was Nathaniel Wade's own account who replied, "What do you have to do with me at this point?"

"Ye Lan-party, encounter a lot of bad things, play games and relax." The girl's water-cut eyes flashed in Raymond Xu's mind, and he knew he was thinking something wrong. I had something on my mind, so I deliberately brought the topic to a distant place: "Are you busy lately?"

"IARPA's new project. What about you? Stark Industries has been very aggressive in asking for money on the JSF project recently."

"If you ask me, the Congressmen can only count beans. They don't know anything." Raymond couldn't help complaining, "In addition, Stark is also a jerk. If he didn't always have his own opinions on engineering issues, I would definitely I will fire this boss."

"Then why not come to DARPA." Nathan was eager to recruit talents. "The treatment DARPA gave you back then made me drool with envy."

"Defense Advanced Planning and Research Agency?" Raymond shook his head. Although he had become a moral vacuum from a middle school boy, he was not willing to really become a member of the empire and contribute to the empire's global hegemony. "Forget it. Come on, why don’t you talk about what you’re busy with?”

"I'm working on three top-secret, confidential, and can't-talk-about projects, well, you know." Since Wade entered IARPA (Intelligence Advanced Projects and Research Agency), he has naturally remained silent on these matters.

"Oh, yes, I just sent an email to the school IT in your name, and three zero-day vulnerabilities were found. In a few days, please tell me what it feels like to become a computer expert in the department - if I get paid, I will just half!"

"You kid!" After losing his dinner to Gwen twice, Professor Raymond Xu was originally in a bad mood, but chatting with old friends always relieved his mood.

----Dividing line----

"What the hell..." Raymond Xu, who was wearing Sony headphones and holding an Xbox controller, said obscene words in a blur, "Look to the left!"

"The problem is you're the one staring at the left, okay?!" Nathan's dissatisfied voice came through the earphones, "You noob, stop thinking about blaming others all day long!"

"Plop-plop!"

Just when Raymond was about to refute his friend, he suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the living room - the sound was so loud that Professor Xu, who was wearing noise-canceling headphones, could hear it clearly. The professor suddenly took off his headphones and took out an M9 pistol from the cabinet next to the sofa in the game room.

I live on the 17th floor, and I have bought everything upstairs and downstairs. It is now 2 o'clock in the morning, and the alarm installed in my home has not been triggered... Professor Xu took a deep breath, "The robbers in New York City are so rampant that I Is it on your head?"

Raymond Xu has a skill that is not known to outsiders, that is, the young professor himself is actually the North American IPSC shooting champion. If any thieves are in his hands, he will be beaten into a hornet's nest.

"Hey Nathan, look at my infrared sensor for me."

"What?" Nathaniel didn't realize what his friend meant.

"You know, the kind my home security system uses, the one that calls the police as soon as someone passes by." Raymond rubbed the pistol in his hand and knew the status of the self-defense gun that had been left in the game room for a long time. Still good.

"You want me to hack into your home? Go check it yourself." Nathan on the other side didn't want to get involved in a case related to personal privacy.

"I'm afraid the record will be cleared, damn it." The professor said the last words into the headset, and then held the gun in his right hand, with his left arm steady and close to his chest, and his right arm slightly turned at an angle so that the gun was in front of him. A little tilted - this is a typical CAR gun-holding method, suitable for close-range, high-intensity, fast-paced indoor confrontations, and can prevent the gun from being taken away while ensuring a certain accuracy and stability of holding the gun.

The search progressed to the living room of his home, but Raymond saw no one. But he was still worried. The professor kept his eyes fixed, holding the gun in his right hand and still aiming forward. His left hand left the grip and turned on the headlight in the living room——

"Jesus Christ!"

After seeing the person lying on the ground clearly, the professor's pupils narrowed suddenly - who can tell me why the unconscious Miss Spider-Man appeared at my house with scars all over her body at two o'clock in the middle of the night?

A gust of cool wind blew on Raymond, making him shiver. Looking at the curtains blown by the wind and the glass shards of the windows shattered all over the floor, he suddenly woke up... Sure enough, Gwen was not easy to mess with. This was the thick tempered glass of a modern high-rise building. Break easily.

Raymond did not take care of the unconscious Gwen first, but first went to the broken window and looked downstairs to confirm that there were no suspicious people or cars. Then he checked the surveillance screen next to the security door to confirm that there were no suspicious people or cars in the corridor. After there was nothing unusual, he let out a long sigh, put the pistol on the coffee table, and then went to check Gwen's injuries.