"I've turned into a monster?" Peter held his head in agony. "The spider bit me, and now I'm a Spider-Man? Am I going to grow eight legs, or start eating flies?"
"Biologically speaking, spiders don't eat flies; they suck the body fluids of their prey."
A cool voice suddenly sounded above his head.
Peter nearly jumped out of his skin and looked up sharply.
Alice was sitting on the edge of the high water tank, holding an iced Americano, looking down at him.
The sunlight outlined her with a golden edge, making her look both mysterious and distant.
"Alice, you saw everything?" Peter's face instantly turned bright red.
"I saw it. It was a brilliant throw, though the aim was a bit off."
Alice jumped lightly from the water tank, landing soundlessly, and walked over to Peter.
"Hold out your hand."
"No, don't look, it's disgusting." Peter tried to hide his hand behind his back.
"I'm a scientist, Parker. In the eyes of science, there is no disgust, only the unknown."
Alice's voice seemed to carry a magical quality.
After a moment's hesitation, Peter tremblingly held out his hand.
Alice gripped his wrist, her fingertips gently pressing the skin at the base of his palm, feeling the special glandular structure beneath.
"System, load character card—Ai Haibara."
[Target Analysis: Peter Parker.]
[Mutation Characteristics: Specialized glands developed at the wrist, connected to the forearm muscle groups, capable of synthesizing and high-pressure spraying high-strength protein fibers.]
"Peter, this isn't a disease; it's a miracle of evolution."
Alice took a small pair of tweezers from her pocket, picked up a bit of white silk remaining on Peter's cuff, and examined it closely.
"The composition of this fiber is a mixture of keratin and fibroin, with an extremely tight structure. Based on my visual estimation, its tensile strength might be higher than steel wire of the same diameter, and its elasticity exceeds that of nylon."
She put down the tweezers and looked at the dumbfounded Peter.
"This means you're carrying a material tougher than Kevlar body armor. You could use it to lift a car or swing between skyscrapers."
"Really?" The fear in Peter's eyes gradually dissipated. "But I can't control it. Just now in the cafeteria, it sprayed out on its own."
"That's because your nervous system hasn't adapted to the new organ yet."
Alice released his hand and said calmly.
"Just as a baby falls when learning to walk, you have a high-pressure water gun in your wrist, but your brain doesn't know where the switch is yet."
She pointed to the inside of Peter's wrist.
"You need practice, or, as a physics genius, you could try making a physical auxiliary device."
"An auxiliary device?"
"Yes, like a wristband with a pressure-sensitive trigger. When you make a specific gesture, the device compresses the gland, helping you more precisely control the spray force and cut the silk."
This was a suggestion Alice combined from different versions of Spider-Man.
Although the Tobey version of Spider-Man had organic webbing, adding an auxiliary device would not only help him master it faster but also allow him to claim it was technological equipment to hide the fact that he was a mutant.
"Physical assistance, pressure-sensitive trigger?"
Peter's top-student brain began to race, and his eyes gradually lit up.
"You mean, turning biological instinct into mechanical control? My god, that's a fantastic idea, Alice. You're practically my goddess. I'm going back to draw the blueprints right now."
Watching Peter's back as he rushed downstairs, a satisfied smile curled the corners of Alice's mouth.
That was more like it.
Fear stems from the unknown.
Once the unknown is explained by science, fear turns into power.
...
Evening.
When Alice pushed open the door, Aunt Sarah was sitting at the dining table with a small pile of colorful bills in front of her.
It was several thousand dollars in cash. When Alice pushed open the door of the Forest Hills apartment, the aroma of fried chicken wafted over.
Aunt Sarah was sitting at the dining table with a small pile of colorful bills in front of her; it was several thousand dollars in cash.
For a poor family that had to worry about even a few hundred dollars in car repair fees, this was practically a fortune.
"God bless those beauty-loving little Nurses."
Sarah counted the money, smiling so wide the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes smoothed out.
"Alice, do you know? Today, even the head of the cardiology department next door came to me and asked if this stuff could treat hair loss. I said it's for hands, but he actually said as long as the principle is the same, rubbing it on the scalp should be fine. It's crazy."
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