"Ned, I'm going to work in the Avatar Spider Lab!" Peter beckoned to his fat friend, "I'll be back in the evening!" ”

"Looks like you're really interested in your internship!" Ned lowered his hat and said goodbye to Peter, "So you're not coming for the afternoon class?" ”

"It's an elective, help me, Ned!" Peter patted his fellow on the shoulder.

"The problem is that Mr. Ayrt really won't let him take leave!" Ned sighed, "Okay, I'll help you out, isn't it just hacking to the school system?" He scratched his head, "But it's all yours if something happens to the timesheet!" ”

"OK, OK, the rest is all my business!" Peter smiled, "Sure enough, it's Ned, you're my good brother!" He happily hugged Ned, "Alright, I'm leaving!" He jumped and flagged down a taxi.

"Where?" The driver rolled down the window.

"Shentong Group Spider Lab!" Peter excitedly said, "I'm going there for an internship!" He opened the back door of the car and sat inside.

"Yo, young man, I actually went to the Shentong Group for an internship, my ability is good!" Now many people in the world know the strength of the Shentong Group, and even the Shentong Group, which has entered the political circles, can be said to be the most powerful talent group in the entire world, at least on the surface.

"It's alright!" Peter touched his head, he looked at the internship bag in his hand, "Finally...... Finally take the first step! He cheered himself up.

"Congratulations!" As soon as the driver's uncle stepped on the accelerator, there was an inexplicable expression on his vicissitudes of life, "Anyway, I also wanted to go to work in the Shentong Building before, but it turned out to be ......" There was a kind of helplessness in his words, "I still think too much of myself!" "His car was speeding down the streets of New York, which wasn't particularly congested.

"It's time to start!" Peter was sitting in the back seat, watching the landscape change in front of him.

"It's here!" After about ten minutes of driving, the driver's words reached Peter's ears, "That's it!" The driver pointed to a circular research institute with a blue glowing supernatural logo, "You go inside!" ”

"Okay!" Peter looked at the counting table and took out the coins from his pocket, "Master, here you go!" ”

"Well, young people, work hard!" The driver laughed, then drove away with another throttle.

"It's here, it's finally here!" Peter jumped and moved, "Hey! He greeted the doorman and walked up.

"What for?" The doorman frowned and stopped Peter, "This is the institute, and it's not time to open for a visit!" ”

"I'm an intern!" Peter smiled, then opened his internship bag, "Look! He pulled out what looked like a dog tag from inside, "Can I go in?" ”

"I'll make a call!" The doorman looked Peter up and down, "Hey, Dr. Trant, there's a ...... today" and a bunch of crackling words.

"Yes, called Peter? Parker! Peter could hear the Doctor's voice.

"Peter," the doorman looked at the contents of his internship card, "Okay, go inside, I already know!" He waved at Peter.

"Thank you, Brother Janitor!" Peter smiled and stepped into the institute, "What a ......" he looked at the neat arrangement inside, "Not bad! He clapped his hands.

"You're Peter? Parker? A man in black with glasses walked up to Peter, "Looks like a good boy!" There was a hint of satisfaction in his tone, "The next thing is to see how you actually perform!" ”

"I know!" Peter looked very confident, "I can do this kind of thing," his sincere eyes looked at the man, "just as an assistant!" ”

"I hope you're telling the truth!" The man nodded, "Go see the doctor!" He patted Peter on the shoulder, "Well done!" ”

"Yes!" Peter responded with a smile and walked into the lab.

"Dr. Connors, do you think it would be nice to copy the lizard's genes directly into humans?" A middle-aged bald professor covered his forehead, "Oh God, you'd better stop doing this crazy action!" ”

"But you have to admit the superiority of the lizard gene, Dr. Trant!" The man named Connors looked disdainful, "It's just a spider research, do you really think that our mutant spider will be fruitful, joke!" He slapped the table.

"But how can you conclude that it didn't bear fruit?" Dr. Trant shook his head, "At least I think that our research speed has also skyrocketed since the Divine Power completely accepted the equity capital on our side, remember, all we need is time, now that the map of the spider gene has basically been drawn, the next step is the sea and the sky, I don't know why Dr. Connors you want to insist on your severed limb rebirth potion that only you are studying silently, the healing potion of the Divine Power Group has already had such an effect, they don't need you to develop something you don't need again!" Trant eagerly explained.

"You ......," Dr. Connors shook his head, "you don't understand me, you've spent most of your life researching projects......" The pain on his face was palpable.

"That...... Ah......h

"You're ......," Dr. Trant turned his face, "to make you laugh, but...... Connors, that's not a clear path! "He actually respects Dr. Connors very much, he is a veritable genius, and he supports all the reptile research in this institute with one person, originally this place was not a simple spider research institute, but for some reason the funds other than arthropod research have been exploited, plus what Dr. Connors wants to study has been made by the Shentong Group, and the result is like this.

"Okay, I still have a little bit on my mind, you can go to the research institute and help me deal with the materials first, those dead spiders!" Dr. Trant said.

"Dead mutant spiders?" Peter asked.

"Well, throw them inside the destruction device!" Dr. Trant said.

"Okay!" Peter nodded anyway, and he walked to the institute to begin his first internship, wearing white rubber gloves, and began to place the spiders on the table into the destruction device.

"Whew!" When Peter reached for a tiny spider, the spider that was supposed to be dead actually bit Peter's wrist, which he hurriedly shook off and put it into the device.

"What's going on?" Peter hurriedly took off his gloves and looked at his wrist, where a small red dot appeared, "Oh my God! He felt helpless for a while, "Non-poisonous spider ......" He looked at the slogan on it, and only then was he a little relieved, took out a little disinfectant and sprayed it, and continued his work.

(To put it bluntly, I'm just busy and uninspired now, but I'm still holding it here, alas, at least start and finish, and I don't want to think about anything else.) ）