With the "Aunt May Crisis" resolved, the two Peters return to the topic they left off. But in order to prevent such an accident from happening again, they pulled out the window and led the conversation to a secluded grove a few hundred meters away.

"It's almost time to confess," Peter in the blue T-shirt asked first, "who the hell are you?" What is the purpose? ”

"I know exactly who I am, my name is Peter Parker." Peter looked at him without flinching, "The question is, who are you?" ”

"That's funny, because I'm the real Peter Parker, and I'm pretty sure I don't have twins with the same name and surname. If you really are me, then you must know something that only I know, like ......" he thought for a moment...... The first girl you like, who is that? ”

"Mary Jane Watson, who moved across from us when I was five years old." Peter replied without thinking, "We were best playmates ever since, and I liked her for a long time, until they moved away at the age of thirteen and never saw each other again." ”

The blue T-shirt narrowed her eyes and stared at him with an uncomfortable gaze for a while.

"It's a fluke, but even if you pass it."

"Now I'm going to ask the question," Peter asked, "Peter Parker's first girlfriend, who was that?" ”

"Gwen Stacy." The blue T-shirt replied dryly, "I didn't even talk to girls much before high school. Gwen was the first to be willing to let me get close until ......"

He paused, closed his eyes slightly, and seemed to really relive the painful memory.

“...... So that's why you gave up being Spider-Man. He whispered.

Peter noticed that the pronouns in his statement had changed from "I" to "you."

"Hell, you're really the fake Spider-Man." Another Peter looked pained, "These memories, they are so real, I can remember every detail clearly. I remember Gwen falling off the bridge, I remember Harry's crazy laughter, and how you did everything you could to catch her...... But deep down, I knew it wasn't true. I tried to convince myself that I was the real Spider-Man, but from the moment Aunt May walked in the door, it became clear to me that I couldn't be your ......"

Peter froze, not knowing what to say.

“...... I realize I'm just an impostor, your shadow. The Peter continued, "I'm not Peter Parker, I'm not Spider-Man...... I'm a clone of Spider-Man. ”

"Wait, you're saying you're my clone?" Peter was surprised, "But who ......"

"Yes, and unfortunately I'm not the only one. There are also some ...... that are much worse than me."

Before Cloned Peter could finish his words, a pinprick stinging sensation came at both of them at the same time. The two Peters turned their heads vigilantly at the same time under the warning of the spider sense, and saw the man in black in the red rotten cloak fall from the sky again, and landed heavily in front of the two of them with a volley.

"Well, I was just trying to tell you that there are much worse clones?" Clone Peter jumped back and took a stance, "Look, now he's here." ”

***

After gobbling up the third sandwich, the clone girl seems to have finally come to terms with her situation. Michael briefly explained to her what had happened, and he was somewhat surprised to find that the girl didn't look too surprised to hear that she was a clone.

"So, I'm a clone." She wiped the crumbs from her mouth and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Well, deep down I've had the feeling that all my memories — as clear and real as they may be — belong to someone else. In all of those clips I was just a spectator, I could only watch, but I couldn't participate in changing anything, and I couldn't feel the feelings that the real Gwen had. ”

She looked up, her emerald green eyes shining like jewels.

"You saved me?"

"Almost."

"Thank you, sincerely." The girl nodded, lowered her head again, and said in a low voice, "But why don't you just destroy me?" ”

"Why do you think I'd need to do that?"

"Because I shouldn't exist, am I?" Her tone sounded reasonable, and a little self-defeating, "I'm not Gwen Stacy, and it's clear that I'm not Spider-Man either." They only made me a weapon, and they wanted me to kill someone...... God has no place in this world for me. My life itself is meaningless. ”

Wanda opened her mouth, but closed it again without saying anything. She tried to comfort the anguished girl, but she found that she seemed to know nothing about her fate, and even if she did, she didn't know where to start.

Michael pursed his lips.

Why save Gwen? Because she is said to be the best clone sample, with superpowers that even surpass Spider-Man's own body, and Michael's side happens to be short of people.

But if she keeps maintaining this negative state of self-denial, it obviously won't help.

He slowly bent down and looked at the girl with her head down.

"I saved you because I had my own plan." His tone was cold, sounding not so consolatory as criticism, "But first, you have to get one thing straight. God has not given anyone any place, neither yours nor mine. There is no point in anyone's existence - if they don't fight for it. ”

The girl looked up blankly.

"Whether it is meaning or value, this kind of thing is given by man, not by God. Whether you like it or not, you are already living in this world. So if you live with this idea for the rest of your life and waste your talent, then you really have no point. But if you decide to take control of your own destiny and carve out your own future, then from now on, you are Gwen. ”

The girl's eyes widened and she looked at him closely, only to feel that the eyes in front of her were deep and sharp, as if hiding a sharp razor, with an irresistible persuasiveness.

The phone rings from the inside pocket of Michael's trench coat.

He straightened up, took out his phone and looked at the screen, and the caller ID was Shirley.

"Sorry for the mistake."

Michael left the room and entered the hallway, and only answered the phone after closing the door: "What's the matter?" I'm busy educating teenagers. ”

"Sorry to disturb your business, sir." Shirley said, "But you told me to report back to you personally when I find any of the remaining bases for the fugitive Hydra Leader?" ”

"Got eyebrows?"

"Daniel Whitehall, one of the biggest fish, sir. Five minutes ago, a Heavenly Sword agent reported on his hiding place. ”

"Good. Don't hang up just yet, wait for me a little bit. ”

Michael put down his phone and went back to his room and said to the three super teenagers, "I'm sorry, I have some urgent matters to deal with a little bit, and I'll continue the conversation when I get back." Try to be friendly when I'm not around, okay? ”

Wanda nodded at him, "We'll take care of Gwen." ”

Michael brought the door back to the hallway, and walked briskly out putting on wireless headphones as he walked: "Send me the address, Shirley." Prepare me armor and we'll be off in three minutes. ”