Looking at Gwen crawling on the ceiling, Peter's hands went limp, and the cup and coffee in his hand were thrown on the tiled floor of the kitchen.

"You... You—" he pointed to Gwen, who had jumped onto the couch across from him, her mouth wide enough to fit an orange. "How did you do that?"

Gwen threw him a roll of the eye. "How do I know. After meeting you yesterday and coming back, everything is normal. I felt a little unwell this morning and took a leave of absence to sleep at home and woke up... When I woke up, it became like this. ”

Peter leaned in and sat down beside Gwen. He grabbed Gwen's little white hand and examined it left and right, as if he had seen an alien. He pinched it for a long time, but still didn't figure out anything.

"It's not scientific to get a good night's sleep," Peter said as he let go of Gwen's hand. She changed her perfume today, and it smells good.

"Don't you care about something I'm uncomfortable with!?"

Gwen kicked Peter off the couch with a single kick. And this time she obviously didn't control her strength, Peter was kicked to the ground and rolled two punches in a row, coughing a few times in a row. Gewen, who realized that he was in trouble, also hurried to his side and looked at him nervously.

"Are you alright, Peter? I'm sorry, I... I didn't control it just now. ”

Peter slapped himself twice on the chest before he relented. He looked at Gwen with a wry smile and got up from the ground.

"It's okay, it's okay." He rubbed his still sore waist and pulled a strange expression on his face. "You've got a lot of strength... To say in advance, domestic violence is bad, and we must resolutely resist it. ”

"Whew... Domestic violence..."A flush flashed across Gwen's face. She gave Peter a roll of the eye again, then snorted and turned her head to show that she didn't want to pay attention to him.

However, Peter didn't notice Gwen's little emotion, and his attention had turned to Gwen's sudden change in body. The physical strength she had just displayed was no longer below Matt. And Matt has been training day in day after day for ten years in order to have this far beyond ordinary physical fitness. And Gewen just slept for a while.

"You're incredible... Without any warning, without any reason, he suddenly possessed this power beyond ordinary people. Peter touched his chin and said with a look of confusion,

"You're embarrassed to talk about me." Gwen said weakly on the other end of the couch, and the strange feeling of dizziness returned. "Didn't you somehow get your superpowers after a day?"

"I'm but—" Peter was about to contradict her, trying to tell her that he had trained meditation every day for more than a year to get to where he is today. But before he could say anything, he was stunned.

That's right, he was the same, and after a strange feeling of dizziness, he gained his abilities. Could it be... Is Gwen like this?

Although I have never understood the source or principle of my 'Force', I naturally cannot easily conclude that I am the only one with this ability.

It should be tested.

The first ability derived from the Force was the mysterious foreknowledge. Although even now Peter can only 'see' the events of less than two seconds later in the heat of battle, it is this ability to anticipate the enemy that allows him to challenge enemies who are stronger than himself.

While Gwen was not looking at her, Peter quietly took an eraser out of his pocket and suddenly threw it at Gwen. He stared intently at Gwen, carefully observing her reaction.

And when the eraser came off, he regretted it a little. Peter, who was used to doing these little exercises with Matt, subconsciously exerted his strength. He had to curse himself, and he was ready to catch the eraser at any time.

However, Gwen raised her right hand almost as soon as the eraser was out of her hand, and caught it with ease.

"You have my abilities too!" Before Gwen could get angry at the inexplicable move, Peter jumped up in front of her and grabbed her hand excitedly.

“... Huh? What am I capable of? Gwen was a little unresponsive, and Peter couldn't wait to confirm his guess.

"Close your eyes first, try to empty your brain, and concentrate. Then, when you feel a force like gas, tell me. ”

Although she didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Peter's gourd, Gwen still obediently did so. However, after more than thirty seconds, her face was a little red, and Peter had to tell her to stop.

It's a little wrong, Peter remembers that when he first woke up, he easily felt the existence of his own spiritual power. He was a little unwilling, and hurriedly asked again.

"Don't you really feel the power of air in your head? It's like a flowing wind, gathering in the center of your mind," Peter struggled to put into words what he wanted to say, but he didn't notice Gwen's darkening face.

"Are you saying that my brain is all air?" asked Gwen faintly.

Of course, Gwen was just joking, and he didn't want to spend much effort to appease him. After pondering for a while, Peter made a serious suggestion to Gwen.

"Tomorrow night, let's do an aptitude test together, shall we?"

"Aptitude test?" Gwen looked a little confused, and then became a little more eager to try. "Okay, okay, why don't you wait until tomorrow and test it now?"

"Don't, don't." Peter quickly waved his hand to stop the impulsive Gwen, and then glanced at her apartment with a wry smile. "I think it's better not to destroy this house if you don't want your dad to come back and have a heart attack."

The kitchen faucet had been bent at a strange angle, and the trash can contained the remains of at least five glasses. The radio alarm clock at the head of the bed was directly smashed to pieces by Gewen, who started the bed gas, and the handle of her wardrobe was also pinched alive by her.

This was an accidental injury caused by her conscious control, and if she did let it go to test her abilities, I am afraid that in the end, the cost of repairing the house would be enough to make George faint.

However, Peter's desire for Gwen to take the aptitude test was actually considered through multiple layers. First of all, if you can figure out how this ability is displayed, you may be able to reverse its source. Secondly, if the index and limit of her ability can be detected, then it will be a great help for learning to control it in the future.

As for tonight...

After sweeping away the snacks Peter had brought, Gwen fell asleep under his Force hypnosis. Her body seemed to fatigue unusually easily in the midst of this mutation, and she was in dire need of energy. From this point of view, Peter speculated that her change was based on some kind of physical transformation, and had nothing to do with the 'psychic power' that he himself could not explain scientifically.

Now I can only hope that she won't make anything happen at school.

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The next day, after dinner, Peter made an excuse to walk out and go to the place he had agreed with Gwen. But Peter always felt that Uncle Ben and Aunt May looked at him a little strangely when he went out.

Gwen is also very punctual. Today she rarely did not wear a certain beautiful dress in her wardrobe. At Peter's reminder and suggestion, she wore a smart tracksuit, and her shoulder-length blonde hair was tied into a ponytail.

"How's it going at school today?"

Hearing Peter's concerned greeting, Gwen's face turned into a bitter melon. "It's not good at all. I accidentally twisted the faucet handle of the toilet today. ”

"It doesn't matter, is anyone else watching?" Peter immediately asked nervously. He knew exactly how important it was to protect the secrets of his abilities.

"No, no one saw it." Ge Wen still had a sad face, and there was still a little unwillingness in her tone. "But the problem is, I accidentally broke my chair in the afternoon. Now the whole class is laughing at me for getting fat. ”

Can't laugh, can't laugh.

It took every ounce of strength in his body for Peter to druffle back the laugh that almost came out of his mouth. He knew very well that if he laughed here, he would probably be beaten to death by an angry Gewen.

After passing through an alley, they finally arrived at their destination. This is a small building near Queens that is about to be demolished. But perhaps due to lack of funds, or perhaps for other reasons, the project was shelved indefinitely by the developer.

Originally, there were still many homeless people gathered here, and they used this place as a place to shelter from the wind and rain. But ever since Peter had made it a new secret base for his training abilities half a year ago, rumors of hauntings had been spreading wildly, making the homeless people afraid to approach it again.

At that time, Peter felt guilty for a long time, and even spent a lot of energy to find a new place for these homeless people. But that's another story.

The protagonist of tonight is Gewen.

Peter pulled his notebook out of his backpack and sat down on a plastic box that served as a chair next to him.

"First of all, a strength test." With a movement of Peter's index finger, a weightlifting barbell slowly floated in front of Gwen. "Three standard weighted squats. Considering your strange powers... Let's start with fifty kilograms. ”

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