A foreigner's journey

Murdok? Heather remembered this name in her heart.

During dinner, Heather did not mention Murdok's name to the Bennett family. Sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing. He just told his aunt that the nights were not peaceful recently. It seemed that a Mexican gang from somewhere had a conflict with the main gang, which was expected to last for a while.

Sure enough, his aunt was scared when she heard it. She asked them not to go out at night during this period despite Claire and John's protests.

Because of concealing the gun attack, Peter was scolded by Uncle Ben and Aunt May all night, and he was a little dazed in class the next day.

Ned and his gang temporarily stopped after the police found out many cases. Ned himself wanted to make trouble for Peter and Heather several times, but he was blocked by Flash Flash from the football team. Ned was also beaten twice by Flash.

Of course, Flash would bully Peter from time to time, but not Ned's kind of malicious bullying. Instead, he would punch Peter on the shoulder lightly when greeting others, or ask Peter to be his special cameraman when he bullied others. (Peter, of course, disagreed and started yelling, so he got punched twice by Flash).

"In other words, Lightning Flash and you have known each other since childhood? Your relationship is not like a school bully VS a little transparent nerd, but more like Fat Tiger and Nobita in Doraemon."

At lunch, Heather teased Peter.

Peter shrugged his shoulders: "Flash is different from Ned. He's either bad or brainless. He gets emotional easily when he's ridiculed by me."

"Watch that mouth. Nine times out of ten Flash Flash beats you because you broke his guard." Heather rolled up a few strands of spaghetti with a fork, the tomato sauce still on them. There was more left on the plate that John had licked. Midtown High School never surprises Heather when it comes to food, and her performance is as consistent as ever.

At this time, a figure with a fragrant breeze sat opposite Heather and Peter.

"Hi, good afternoon."

"Good afternoon, Gwen."

Gwen put a medium-sized lunch box on the table and frowned when she looked at the two people's plates: "Did you buy tomato pasta from Pizza Hut? You can actually eat that?"

"Sister, this is the lunch that our Central City High School is proud of, have you forgotten?" Peter swallowed a shrunken broccoli with difficulty.

Heather picked up a piece of fried sausage or a thin heel: "Do you want to try it? It's a delicacy."

Gwen shook her head repeatedly: "Thank you for your kindness, I have brought my own lunch since the sixth grade, this delicacy should be left for you."

Since the shooting incident, Gwen has gradually become familiar with Heather because she often comes to see Peter.

Heather only then discovered that Gwen Stacy, the iceberg goddess in the minds of countless boys, is actually a little chatterbox, and her mouth is even more poisonous than Peter. Her usual ice goddess attitude is half a disguise and half her true attitude towards those boys. For some reason, her attitude towards Heather is unexpectedly close.

The three chatterboxes got together and soon became close friends.

Although Gwen and Peter are not blood relatives, Gwen has always claimed to be three months older than Peter. She has always been in a relationship of suppression over her brother. In addition, Peter's dream lover Mary Jane is a good friend of Gwen. Peter hopes that Gwen will help him say good things. Therefore, whenever Gwen appears, Peter will automatically restrain his chatterbox nature, and then the scene will become a topic battle between Heather and Gwen.

Today is no exception.

"It seems that there are more and more superheroes and supervillains recently."

Gwen opened the lunch box, which contained a homemade bento with balanced nutrition and more vegetarian dishes. Since Gwen's mother passed away, she would make her own lunch bento every morning, and sometimes bring one to her father George Stacy.

Heather used a fork to stir the noodles on the plate: "Isn't this normal? Ever since Captain America Steve Rogers dominated the battlefield 70 years ago, there will definitely be more super villains when superheroes appear. And the strength of superheroes determines the strength of super criminals against them. This is simply the cosmic truth."

"That's not necessarily true. Does Iron Man have a corresponding super villain?"

"The punk girl in the shooting incident shot Iron Man down from the sky with two shots, which was easier than Peter eating bear crackers. If I were Iron Man, the first thing I would do after returning would be to create a file for that punk girl and study the corresponding countermeasures, and even develop a special iron suit to deal with her. I have thought of the name - [Anti-Punk Girl Armor]."

Gwen disagreed: "It's really ugly, Tony Stark would never use such an ugly name."

"If you say the name is ugly, can it be uglier than the nickname Ghost Spider?" Heather rolled up a few noodles and put them in her mouth.

"Ghost, Ghost Spider is a good name, isn't it? It sounds nice, easy to remember, and catchy. What's wrong with it?" Gwen swallowed the sweet corn kernels in her mouth and said unconvincedly.

"That little bug may have a lot of fighting ability, but it's a complete rookie when it comes to naming."

Heather raised her lips and said slowly:

"Ghost Spider positions itself as a good neighbor of New York City and takes a people-friendly route, so she must never let her image be tarnished, nor let her image deviate from the aesthetics and values ​​of the general public.

Adults want superheroes to set a good example for their children, but look what that little bug was named? People will subconsciously resist the ghost spider at the first time, thinking that it is a giant spider that is difficult to contact, moves secretly, and seems to be waiting for prey in the dark. She might as well be called Spider Woman, which is at least a bit more normal. "

While Heather was talking, Gwen pursed her lips again and again. She wanted to refute several times but could not come up with any defensible reason. In the end, she could only stab the food in the lunch box with her fork sullenly. After a while, he asked: "Then the ghost spider has no advantages?"

"Of course not. She takes no salary and asks for nothing in return, and she fights against the dark side of New York City entirely on her own. For this, I sincerely admire her. This is a person with high moral character and whose personality you can't help but admire." The lady impressed by the charm.”

Hearing this, the corners of Gwen's mouth raised slightly, and then she heard a 'but' pop out of Heather's mouth.

"...But she is definitely not very happy in real life."

Gwen was not happy when she heard this: "You are making groundless speculations with no basis!"

"Think about it, Gwen. What woman can spend every day flying around New York City? She doesn't go to work? She doesn't take care of her family? She has no chores to do, no friends to see, no parties to attend? How miserable is it for a woman to have to devote her energy to being a masked warrior? I say she must... Huh? "What's wrong with you?"

Gwen stood up angrily, closed the lunch box tightly, turned around and left: "I'm full, goodbye!"

Only then did Peter dare to speak: "She seems to be a fan of Ghost Spider?"

Heather smacked her lips with contentment: "I haven't talked about the financial source of Ghost Spider and the feasibility of advertising peripheral income. Peter, do you have any plans after school this afternoon?"

"I want to go to Dr. Connors. His project is about to have phased results. I want to participate in it as much as possible."

Peter's academic performance was second only to Heather's, especially in physics and chemistry. He has been selected by Dr. Connors as an experimental assistant since half a year ago. This is why he often disappears after school.

"Well, you're a busy person too."

Heather nodded, it seemed like she was going to rent a house alone.

As she nears her high school graduation, Heather plans to use the money she saves to rent a small apartment in Queens. He is almost eighteen years old, and it is time for him to live independently from the care of relatives and friends.