I became a weirdo in Marvel

Chapter 100 Wanderer

Parker felt as if he had been forced to swallow a tube of thick petroleum. The taste of the potion was simply disgusting, as if all the rotten things had poured into his mouth in an instant.

Like a slimy snake, it slowly and persistently crawled across his throat.

His stomach suddenly churned and the feeling of nausea surged over him like a tide, almost suffocating him.

My head was dizzy, as if shrouded in thick fog, and my thoughts were stuck in a quagmire, unable to extricate themselves.

The scene before my eyes began to distort. The originally clear world gradually became blurred. The colors were like an overturned palette, flowing and interweaving in my field of vision.

Red, blue, yellow, black, all kinds of colors are dancing before your eyes, like countless fireflies dancing in the night sky, dazzling you and making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

There were also inaudible strange whispers in my ears, which seemed to come from ancient whispers, or like ghosts whispering in the dark, bringing with them a creepy chill.

Parker knew very well that his current condition was not very good. You know, the information in his mind clearly showed that there was a chance of death if he drank the potion.

He tried desperately to regain his sanity, but his mind was in chaos, as if it had been washed away by a flood.

The scenes flashed one after another, replaying like a kaleidoscope.

First of all, there is Uncle Ben’s kind face. His gentle smile is as warm as the sun, but it is also filled with deep worry.

Next came Aunt May, who was always so gentle, with eyes full of endless care.

Jessica's face also emerged, her clear eyes seemed to always be able to see through his thoughts.

Even Lightning Thompson's arrogant face appeared in his mind, with a hint of disdain and provocation, which then slowly turned into an encouraging smile.

"Come on, Parker, you're not that vulnerable when facing me."

Yes, didn’t Li say that being beaten is not scary? What is scary is to assume that being beaten is normal and to lie down and allow yourself to be ravaged.

The scenes in his memory miraculously appeared before his eyes clearly, and a power surged in Parker's heart, helping him find himself again.

The colors in the field of vision seemed to be slowly pulled away by an invisible hand; the bright red, bright yellow, and deep blue faded away one by one, and finally turned into an ordinary gray.

The whispers in my ears gradually faded away, as if they were whispers from a distant dream, gradually becoming unclear until they disappeared completely.

Parker panted, looked down at his hands, and let out a breath.

He knew that he had succeeded.

He successfully resisted the side effects of the potion and became a, uh, wanderer?
Flipping through the information in his mind, Parker frowned slightly with an expression of disbelief: "After drinking the Wanderer's potion, I became a mysterious person with magical powers?"

Well, the process wasn’t easy, and he almost lost himself, his mind, and died.

According to the information obtained, after becoming a wanderer, his strength has been improved, he has keen observation skills, can quickly detect the arrival of danger and dodge it nimbly, and his resistance to poison has been significantly improved.

Well, judging from the description, it doesn’t seem too mysterious, and it seems that the gap between him and Uncle Ben and Jessica is still quite large.

However, this is already incredible, and he will be able to come here in the future to undergo even more terrifying trials to gain even stronger power.

So, that evil
bah bah bah!
Parker was afraid that what he said in his heart would also constitute blasphemy, so he quickly changed his words.

Therefore, the gods do exist, and they are even still alive and well, able to perform miracles and grant powers to believers, even though they themselves are not true believers.

Parker scratched his head, not knowing whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, but it didn't seem that bad.

As long as he sticks to his original intention and is just a shallow believer, he can use the power he has gained in the right way, just like Uncle Ben, and become a superhero who protects people.

"Yes, that's right, I can do it!"

Parker's face was full of confidence, and he was happy to have shortened the distance between him, Uncle Ben, and Jessica.

After that, he had to continue to become stronger until he could stand beside them. But how could he become stronger?
While Parker was thinking, a door made of dark fog appeared in front of him. He stepped in without thinking.

When the figure appeared again, he had returned to the same compartment.

The light from the restroom shone softly on Parker's face, causing him to squint.

Having stayed in the shadow wilderness for too long, he had long been accustomed to the darkness, and even such ordinary light seemed a little dazzling to him.

"But at least I came back alive."

Parker left the cubicle and saw through the window that it was pitch black outside. He couldn't help but feel nervous: "Could it be that several days have passed? This is over, this is absenteeism!"

He rushed out of the bathroom, every step seemed to carry the wind, and waves of rapid breathing echoed in the corridor.

When he passed by his colleagues, his figure was so fast that it seemed like a phantom, making people even wonder if they were dazzled.

Parker came to his workstation panting, feeling like he had just run several kilometers and was extremely tired.

Maybe this is what wanderers are like, because they often don’t have enough food and their physical strength is poor.

Parker shook his head, picked up the phone on the table and took a look, and his heart immediately settled down.

Fortunately, it was only a few hours later and the situation was not that bad.

"Parker—"

Parker turned his head and saw the female colleague who had just stood there with her hands on her hips, looking at him unfriendly.

"It's been 9 hours, 12 minutes and 47 seconds since this morning, so where's the coffee I asked you to get?"

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Parker looked down at his coffee-stained shirt and shrugged, "Sorry, ma'am, I think my clothes drank your coffee and it seemed to like the taste."

Parker used the excuse of going to work to get rid of the entanglement of his female colleague.

As usual, he talked to Harry for a long time. In order to keep it secret, he did not directly tell Harry about his bizarre experience today, but instead used the phrase "a dream of a friend."

After talking, Parker felt much better, and the guilt he felt for missing half a day's work was also alleviated.

So, I packed up and went home after get off work.

When he came downstairs, Parker saw his car parked on the side of the road. He blinked, walked up and knocked on the car window.

The car window rolled down, revealing Uncle Ben's kind face: "Peter, it seems that you have had a very fulfilling day today."

"Ahem, yes."

Parker, who was not good at lying, subconsciously avoided Uncle Ben's gaze and said casually, "I'm a little busy today. Well, it seems that there will be an important experiment tomorrow."

"Ah, yes."

Uncle Ben groaned, nodded and said, “Hurry up and get in the car, your Aunt Mei must have been waiting for a long time.”

"Oh."

I don’t know if it was Parker’s illusion, but he found that the distance between him and Uncle Ben did not get closer, but became more distant.

He shook his head vigorously and got in the car.

Sorry, I posted the chapters in the wrong order. My hands were shaking and I just clicked publish without any timer. This chapter should be at the end. Please read chapters 99 and 100 before reading this one.

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