blogombal Chapter 8 Spider-Man Shouldn't Be an Unknown Evil Being
Chapter 8 Spider-Man Shouldn't Be an Unknown Evil Being
She gave the strange man in front of her a peculiar look.
Selling condoms while masked must be a shy newbie.
She waved her hand impatiently, "I have my own, I don't need yours."
"Huh? The game NPC refuses to recycle old equipment?"
Mark was surprised; this game was too realistic.
"No, you have to buy my equipment."
"I won't buy it."
"Don't push me."
When Mark threatened her, the woman laughed instead of being alarmed and raised her hand to give him the middle finger.
"Fuck you! Jack from Hell's Kitchen is my boyfriend. You'd better stay away from me, or you'll be my patron, or I'll have someone stab you in the groin."
"Oh dear? Is that swearing?"
Mark rubbed his hands together, "Then don't blame me for being impolite."
Three minutes later, he walked out of the alley with a disappointed look on his face.
"Fine, the ordinary equipment is worth about one gold coin, so you can get it for free."
He stuffed a dollar into his pants and turned to show Bruce his savings.
"Bruce, we're rich now, I'll take you out for a fancy meal."
Natasha, who finally found Spider-Man: "....."
What did this guy do?
He really is an evil guy.
Even if it changes its battle suit, it's still an unknown evil.
Since she was searching for Spider-Man separately and had no help with her, Natasha slowly retreated.
While keeping a wary eye on the other party, he notified the nearby agents.
She tapped her earpiece lightly and whispered, "Found it."
After saying that, she turned around and ran, intending to lead him to the planned location.
Seeing Bruce get so excited that he went on a crazy parkour run, Mark shook his head and chuckled.
"My dear Bruce, I just can't do anything with you. Wait for me... come back quickly, there's a pile of poop ahead."
"OMG Fuck!"
"Oh shit, that's not food..."
The two chased each other, creating a heartwarming scene.
Unfortunately, Mark lost track of him.
His Bruce has mysteriously disappeared again.
Left with no other option, he had to quit the game.
Meanwhile, Natasha and her team also failed to capture Spider-Man.
The opponent is too fast.
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The next day was another beautiful day.
In the room, Mark got up and stretched.
Refreshing!
"What a pity, I didn't trigger any new quests last night, nor did I encounter any other demons."
He sighed and got up to wash up.
Suddenly, he noticed the one dollar in his pocket and was stunned.
Then came a burst of excitement.
"A single gold coin in the game has been converted into a real-world dollar; that must be it."
This game is so realistic.
He decided that next time he entered the game, he would do some tasks to earn some gold coins to improve his life.
With this in mind, Mark was full of energy.
But Bruce is resting again this time.
Just to be safe, he decided to wait for Bruce.
They are partners, how can you secretly go and make money by yourself?
This is absolutely unforgivable!
He expressed his disdain for his earlier thought.
After washing up, he went to the living room.
Peter still prepared breakfast.
Ben Parker and May were also present this time.
"Oh, child, you're up. You must be hungry."
May handed breakfast to Mark with a smile.
Mark patted his shrunken belly.
In the game, Bruce clearly treated him to a big meal.
But reality doesn't seem to be in sync.
what a pity.
Just then, a shocking news interview came on the television.
"Hello, ma'am, you said you were robbed by Spider-Man last night, is that right?"
"Waaaaah~ Yes, that guy was wearing a red and blue mask and stole my last dollar."
"Oh my god! That's a sad story. Could you tell me more about it?"
"That damn guy is so strong, I can't even breathe in him. He even forced me to buy his lousy helmet, broom, and bedsheets. I hate him, I'm going to make my boyfriend stab him hard..."
"Ahem, ma'am, this is a live broadcast, so you bought his junk for one dollar, you weren't robbed."
"Fuck you, you little cutie, are you deaf? I'll say it again, he robbed me! He stole my dollar!"
As Mark listened to the interview, he paused in his eating and subconsciously looked at Peter Parker across the table.
Peter Parker also looked at Mark.
Motorcycle helmet, bed sheet and broom.
Seriously? Mark actually did something so shameless.
Seriously? Peter actually did something so shameless.
The two exchanged a glance, then quickly looked away.
Mark made a decision: he would work even harder to make money in the game.
It was obvious that Peter was desperate for money.
It must be because of too much pressure.
We can't let him go down a path of no return.
Spider-Man shouldn't be an unknown evil!
Peter made a decision: he would work even harder to earn money.
It was clear that Mark's condition had worsened.
The dosage is probably insufficient; it needs to be increased.
Although this medicine is expensive, we can't let Mark continue down this wrong path no matter what.
Spider-Man shouldn't be an unknown evil!
The two made up their minds.
Ben Parker was very pleased to see that Mark was in such a stable mood.
Great, the child didn't have a relapse after returning home, so we don't need to send him back to the mental hospital anymore.
May looked at Mark with a kind expression.
She wanted to make up for what she had owed Mark over the past three years.
And so, the family finished breakfast with different thoughts in their minds.
Soon, Ben Parker and May went back to their room to catch up on sleep; they still had part-time jobs to do that afternoon.
Peter Parker was also getting ready to go out.
He has to go to class today.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw a red sports car parked on the side of the road in front of the door.
"Hey Peter, good morning!"
A beautiful blonde girl got off the car.
Bathed in the warm golden sunlight, the girl exuded youthful energy.
Peter Parker was stunned.
"Wow! She's glowing!" Mark walked up to Peter without anyone noticing.
Peter snapped out of his daze and quickly greeted them.
"Hey, Gwen, what brings you here?"
Gwen Stacy smiled sweetly and said, "I just happened to be passing by, so I thought I'd give you a ride to school."
"Me?" Peter was a little confused.
Although the two had been classmates since middle school, this was the first time they had personally picked him up for school.
Before Peter could even thank her, Gwen turned to Mark.
Hey, do you remember me?
"Who are you?" Mark asked, looking puzzled.
Gwen smiled and introduced herself, "Gwen Stacy, your former high school classmate." Her tone carried a hint of something intriguing.
Mark's expression shifted slightly upon hearing this.
Gwen Stacy, yet another unlucky girl who dies at the hands of the villain.
No, why use "again"?
Okay, I might be the unlucky one tomorrow.
He sized up the other person.
This guy went out of his way to pick up Peter Parker, so they must have a pretty good relationship.
So he smiled and greeted him.
"I remember now, old classmate."
In fact, he had no recollection of it at all.
Gwen nodded. "I heard you were discharged from the hospital, so I came to see you."
"Who told you that?" Mark asked Peter.
Peter shook his head. "I didn't tell anyone."