St. Louis Cemetery in New York, the resting place of the souls of the dead.

The cold air condensed into raindrops falling from the sky, like a huge curtain with countless crystal droplets of water strung together.

The entire cemetery was shrouded in mist, and cold air was constantly invading every corner of the place.

Occasionally, people passing by the memorial service, in order to avoid the cold air, also hurriedly left with umbrellas.

In the depths of the cemetery, a black umbrella is stretched out, like a black flower in full bloom, blooming here.

Holding an umbrella, Gwen looked solemn and looked at a tombstone in front of her.

Not far from her, a funeral was taking place.

It was what appeared to be a man's funeral, with guests holding umbrellas standing together, remembering the deceased.

A deep and sad atmosphere permeated the funeral center.

Even though it was a funeral that had nothing to do with Gwen, she was still somewhat affected by the atmosphere.

Gwen stood in front of the tombstone in a long black dress, thinking about something, and the eulogy recited by the priest next to her kept reaching her ears.

"May the departed rest in peace, and may the souls of the heroes live forever! May the living work hard, and may they go all the way! If you want to hang the sword in front of the grave, listen to the piano on your lap. A pot of wine to commemorate the past. I miss him deeply, in my heart! The deceased is gone, cherish the present. Pay tribute to the heroes and observe a moment of silence for the deceased. Salute to the heroes and mourn for the deceased! ”

The deceased at the funeral seems to be a policeman.

Although Gwen had tried her best not to let this unrelated funeral affect her, the movements and sounds still made her a little concerned.

"It's a little cold, Gwen, you don't have to stand here all the time."

Behind Gwen, Peter's voice suddenly came.

He looked back and saw Peter standing in front of him with an umbrella.

"Good morning, Peter."

She smiled at Peter and said, "I just had a whim to come and see Gwen of this world. ”

Gwen cast her gaze on the tombstone in front of her.

It is impressively engraved with the name of the deceased - Gwen. Stacy!

"It's a wonderful feeling, it's like you see another you, maybe in the same world, maybe in a different world, in short, because something has made a different choice, you and her fate are completely different."

Gwen said in a somewhat uncomfortable tone.

"Peter, you tell me that Spider-Man is infinitely close to failure, is it true?"

"Nope."

Peter shook his head, "Anyone can fail, and Spider-Man is not a special case. ”

"I know you're comforting me, hmm, do you know how I'm feeling right now? Peter. ”

Gwen turned around and said to Peter with a wry smile: "I really realize that death and sacrifice are so close to me, maybe death really loves Gwen. Stacy! ”

"Spider-Man heard that you were infected by the virus, I mean the Spider-Man of this world, he. Thought that you would turn into a monster and then I would fight against you, maybe you would die at a sacrifice, although he didn't say it, but he really thought so, and I saw a trace of sadness in his eyes. ”

Gwen let out a cold breath, "I'm a little scared, maybe something bad will happen to me in the future, if it involves you, Peter, what should I do?" ”

She asked Peter, a little worried.

"That's not going to happen."

Peter comforted Gwen, "There are countless parallel worlds, and you can't control all the developments, let alone worry about what hasn't happened yet. ”

He told Gwen something else, "Also, I've found Kim. ”

"Really?!"

Gwen's breathing quickened.

"Well, I found him, and beat him half to death, and he promised me that I would open the passage and send us back."

"That's great!"

Gwen breathed a sigh of relief, but her brow furrowed again.

"But. If King had done so, New York City would have been eroded, and he might even have created a black hole underground to destroy Brooklyn. ”

Peter nodded at Gwen's question.

"It's a problem, but if we destroy the collider and stop him, we won't be able to get back."

Gwen heard Peter say this, and fell into a tangle again.

Why do you have to make a choice?

Taking a deep breath, Gwen looked over at the funeral that was taking place on the other side.

Okay, let's put this annoying multiple-choice question aside for now, and I have to do something meaningful to myself.

After saying a word to Peter, she walked straight to the funeral next to her.

The guests at the funeral were comforting the daughter of the person who appeared to be deceased.

"Mourn, Helena, Claude will bless you in heaven."

A noblewoman with a sad face took the young girl's hand and comforted her softly.

Helena, who had experienced the grief of losing her father, nodded her head with a sad expression just like those who had done before her.

She watched as the expensive coffin was placed in the rectangular tomb, and her eyes showed unconcealed sadness.

"May God forgive you as you forgive others. Man comes from dust and returns to dust, may your soul rest in Paradise, Amen. ”

The priest let go of the hand placed on the Bible, and Helena sprinkled a handful of dirt on the black coffin.

She stood in front of the cold tombstone, looking at the people who were gradually dispersing, and a feeling of loneliness and helplessness rose in her heart.

The rain in the cemetery became heavier and heavier, and my heart became soaked by the rain.

"Hey."

Gwen stood behind the girl and greeted her.

Helena heard the voice, turned around, and looked at Gwen suspiciously.

She knew Gwen.

This girl, who looked older than herself, had been standing not far away with an umbrella just now.

I guess I came to visit my deceased relatives.

"Hello, I'm Gwen."

"Ahh

Helena was stunned for a moment, "Hello, I'm Helena." ”

"I just came here to say a few words to you."

Gwen took a deep breath:

"My father is also a police officer, and every time he goes out, I am scared because I know that he is on a dangerous mission, and he punishes and arrests the bad guys, but the bad guys don't stop him because he is my father."

Gwen turned to the other and said, "One day I asked him, what would I do if I lost him when I was eight years old?" ”

"He told me that I was going to live with his glory, which would make me shine every day."

After saying what she wanted to say to the other person, Gwen turned to leave.

Walking up to Peter, she held an umbrella and smiled at Peter, "My mood is a little better, and the choice of headache seems to be a little clearer, let's go." ”

Peter nodded.

He heard all the conversation between Gwen and the girl just now, but he didn't say anything.

After Peter and Gwen left, Helena held an umbrella and walked to the tombstone where Gwen had been standing.

The name and photo on the tombstone startled her.

The striking "Gwen. Stacy's name, and the photo of the girl who had just comforted her, almost identical, made her think she had seen a ghost.

Although he was a little scared, he still mustered up his courage and bowed to the tombstone.

"Thank you!"

Gwen, who had left the cemetery, was in a much better mood and played with her wet golden hair.

"I think it's better for me to have a secret identity in this world."

Gwen said to Peter, "The name Spider-Woman may not make some distinctions, and I want to make a new codename." ”

"What?"

"You can call me - Ghost Spider."

Gwen coughed, "How's that?" ”

"Not how?"

On the other side, Miles and middle-aged Parker are arguing about something.

"If the enemy was that Spider-Man, we wouldn't have a chance of winning!"

The middle-aged Parker said helplessly to Miles: "I don't know what the strongest Spider-Man is like?" But I don't think any Spider-Man against him will be his opponent. ”

The two of them, who see Peter as the big boss behind Kim and the back, begin to discuss how to fight him.

If the enemy is Jin He, the two still have a little confidence.

But if the other party is this Black Spider-Man who has just repaired himself before, the middle-aged Parker does not have a little confidence.

"I don't quite understand, you're all Spider-Man, I mean you should all have the same trajectory in life, why did he become so powerful and you became an otaku."

Miles said specifically about the other party's sore spots.

"Hey, don't forget, you're Spider-Man now, too!"

The middle-aged Parker said to Miles unhappily: "And I, the otaku Spider-Man in your eyes, can punch and swell your face, boy!" ”

"You should be my coach, coaches and students should not be hands-on."

Miles said eloquently.

"I'm not your coach, you think so, I have a lot to deal with in my own dimension, so. There's only one thing I'm concerned about right now, and that's how to get back. ”

Middle-aged Parker sighed, "To deal with Black Spider-Man, maybe. You'd need Spider-Man from another parallel world, but it seems like I'm the only one here. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from above the warehouse in front of him.

At the same time, he and Miles' spider induction was also activated instantly, and both of them were full of excitement.

"Do you think you're the only ones in this world?"

The two looked up in surprise and saw a black and white guy in a hat with spider silk hanging from his hand, hanging above their heads.

"Hi guys, Konnichiva, nice to meet you!"

Cute Lori, with short hair in a Japanese-style school uniform, stepped on a red and blue spider-style mecha and greeted the two.

"It's weird!"

The middle-aged Parker swallowed and spat at the mouth, muttering something incomprehensible.

At his feet, another voice came, "Anyway, your bathroom here is really inconvenient." ”

The two looked down and saw creatures that looked like spiders and more like pigs, standing in front of them, ready to shake hands.

However, the other party's hands were stained with wet liquid.

I don't know if it's water, or something else.

(End of chapter)